The colonel didn't seem to sense that the atmosphere was wrong at all, he opened his mouth and spat randomly.

"Okay, this is Major Andnikov. During this period, he and his men are under the command of our brigade. Oh, this is Captain Chen Xiang..."

"No introduction is needed, we know each other," Andnikov stared at me with a vicious look, "We have known each other for a long time."

"Liquor Bottle" must have lost his brain after drinking. He didn't notice such obvious malice. He shook his head while drinking and said:

"Okay, that's best. I hope you will cooperate tacitly and go back to prepare."

I have a tacit understanding, you big-headed ghost.

The major left first. I dragged my feet for two minutes before going out. It was not over yet. My nerves were tense all the way. My right hand was pressed on the handle of the gun, ready to be attacked at any time, but something strange happened.

Yes, Andnikov did not arrange for anyone to shoot me on the road, nor did he set up an ambush to kill me. Nothing happened during the entire ten minutes of the journey.

I finally relaxed when I walked to the teaching team camp. The brothers felt strange when they saw me. When I mentioned this, they all became anxious.

"I'm going to send someone like this to cooperate with us. Does that bastard at the headquarters think we don't have enough enemies?"

The lunatic started scolding him directly, but the top student took it very seriously.

"Don't worry, this kind of new troops who are not familiar with them will generally not be placed in the main offensive position. They are basically used as reserve team materials."

"That won't work either. There are always thorns sticking out from behind, so I don't dare to let go of the fight."

"That's right, if these guys suddenly shoot a bunch of guns behind our butts, it will be all over."

Everyone was discussing dissatisfiedly, but at this moment, Bao Yu, who was thinking about the problem like a thinker on the side, made a surprising statement:

"If they dare to do this, thank God."

We were all dumbfounded when we were stunned. After we were stunned, there was an unknown fire in our hearts. If the person who spoke was not an acquaintance in the group, we would have beaten him up. Facing our anger, Bao Yu calmly raised a stick.

Fingers continued to elaborate on his thoughts:

"On the battlefield, when the attack was launched, someone shot in the back. What did you think this was?"

The madman said impatiently:

"murder!"

"There are too many mistakes. It's a traitor." Bao Yu glanced at him sideways and raised a second finger, "So, how do you usually deal with traitors?"

"In peacetime, we usually negotiate and then punish the leaders, but now..."

Tieniu murmured, and we felt a little chill on our backs. We already knew what he wanted to say.

"Rebellions on the front line have been directly eliminated since ancient times. If they dare to take the first shot, we will immediately turn around and kill them, including the men and the battalion. Just a few of their land combat mechas without air defense modules are definitely not

If our opponents are lucky, they can eradicate them once and for all. Of course, it doesn't matter if they are unwilling to take action first, we can also create opportunities..."

"Stop, stop, stop, let's talk about this in advance. Everyone should prepare for war first."

Originally I just wanted to call the police and make some fun comments, but I never dreamed that the topic would develop in such a dangerous direction, so I quickly interrupted Bao Yu’s words. Only then did everyone come to their senses, and everyone was so frightened.

They quickly agreed to my suggestion and quickly dispersed as if they were running away.

Bao Yu glanced at me dissatisfied, and followed the trend to prepare his own mecha.

I breathed a sigh of relief and jumped onto my mecha and started working. According to the number on the manual, the official name of this thing should be [IlBM]. It is a small-scale production and is mainly equipped with mechas for elite troops. Compared with IlBM,

The biggest feature of our prototype is that it replaced two 25mm machine turrets with a slow rate of fire and weak power, and replaced them with two 120mm machine turrets with more terrifying single-shot power.

The 15mm cannon rocket launcher is fed from a magazine of five rounds. It can be used as a fixed artillery or can be disassembled and used separately. In order to further increase the firepower, a new seven-gun rocket launcher is embedded in the shoulder armor on both sides.

The 15mm rocket launcher nest and the juxtaposed 30mm cannon, the tactical backpack have also been strengthened accordingly, able to accommodate more ammunition and larger-sized nozzles.

Generally speaking, this model fully embodies the mecha design ideas of the Treaty Army: heavy firepower, high output, silly, big, black and thick.

What is depressing is that even for this kind of high-end mecha specially supplied by elites, the cockpit is still not equipped with eeodas, and it still uses a few LCD screens with blind spots, which is very unpleasant.

When I close the cockpit, I feel like I am completely cut off from the world. In fact, all the work has been completed as early as last night, and now I just go through the procedures again. After cleaning up each system module, I habitually take out the PCP to browse, and I can’t get out of the process.

I accidentally saw Ajelina’s message on the homepage:

"Chen Xiang, I picked up Yang Mu at the Capital Airport today. He is in good physical condition and mentally stable. He did not commit any crimes on the road. Please rest assured. His family members are all out.

, all picked him up at the airport. He seemed very happy, but for some reason he started crying again, crying very sadly.

One of his relatives said something like, 'Those bastards did this to people and deserved to die.' Yang Mu threw the crutch in his face at that time and yelled at him to say it again if he had the guts.

, his family had a lot of people, and I really couldn’t do anything, so I helped them book a return ticket..."

Below are some gossips about what Mr. Chan had eaten in Moscow, how his appetite was, how injured he was, and so on. I carefully looked at it from head to toe. When I was about to turn off the PCP, I unexpectedly discovered that besides this

In addition, there is another short message that has not been read.

This article is very short, as short as one sentence:

"Chen Xiang, I hope you can come to me on your own!"

"drop"

With a piercing scream, the 33rd Army's response operation officially began.

At this moment, I pressed a row of characters on pc hard.

"I promise you!"

The first batch of eleven mechas, five of them [Il] were loaded with electromagnetic pulse bombs that destroyed projection equipment and cloud burst bombs that destroyed fortifications. The other six were carrying our homemade missile launchers, fighting with high spirits.

One after another rushed out.

When we flew to the battlefield, we were surprised to find that the brigade's howitzer battalion was already spraying artillery fire, and a group of land combat mechas took advantage of the situation to launch an attack. Now something was wrong. Without air support, these guys relied on mechas to charge forward.

, it’s no different from dying. We immediately connected to the ground’s telecommunications, to be precise, it was the “wine bottle” telecommunications.

"Damn, they rushed too early! Get these guys back!"

But "wine bottle"'s answer was unexpected.

"No, no, they weren't early, it was this time."

"Let me go, you're your size, there's no point in dying like this!"

"It's up to you whether you have it or not. Okay, pay attention. The time is coming. Get your cameras ready."

Only then did I feel that the tone of "Jiu Bo Ping" was very strange. It was completely without his usual carelessness. It was like the monks in the temple in the countryside chanting sutras in the past. It was low and vague, with no emotional ups and downs at all.

After sparse artillery fire preparations, just when these mechas rushed to an area less than two kilometers away from the "forest", the originally peaceful forest instantly turned into a terrifying monster. The powerful heavy bombs were accompanied by a sharp roar, and a

One after another smashed into the mecha queue, erupting like a volcano in flames. The light armor of the land combat mecha was useless in this terrible explosion. One bomb was involved in the explosion wave, and the entire machine body was like torn apart.

It was torn apart like paper by the impact, and no bones were left.

It's a 155mm howitzer!

This round of shelling destroyed at least twelve land combat mechas, but the rest were still charging forward.

The dull whistling suddenly turned into a sharp sound, and each thick projectile pulled out a sharp trajectory and passed through the mecha queue, knocking down the menacing steel giant in pieces like harvesting wheat. This kind of

The power of automatic firearms is obviously very great. If it falls on the limbs, it will completely cut off the metal limbs covered with armor. If it falls on the torso, it will pierce the mecha from the main armor to the back armor.

It's a 35mm twin automatic cannon!

In this round of strafing, many more land combat mechas were completely destroyed, but less than a quarter of the remaining ones that had lost their impact energy were still struggling to advance against the fire net of automatic cannons. Not only the fixed artillery

, the armored machine guns and missiles of the land combat mecha were also engaged in the attack. The Depps could barely fight back and evade at first, but then they simply gave up this meaningless struggle and drove the body forward with all their strength.

.

This kind of perseverance, or persistence, is daunting.

Finally, a small group of remaining mechas finally rushed into this "forest", and what awaited them was not a smooth road, but unpredictable traps, criss-crossing minefields, set by [Krag]

Ambush circle.

They cannot win, only death awaits them.

Then there were strafing, explosions, and roars. The limbs chopped off by bladed weapons even flew to a height of twenty meters. The last sound of fighting gradually dimmed. Ten minutes later, everything calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

The mecha battalion was finished like this, and all the mecha soldiers were dead.

That is simply not fighting, but driving the sheep to the butcher's knife to be killed!

I don't know where I got the courage to watch this tragedy from beginning to end. For a long time, the sound of the "wine bottle" with no fluctuation and the smell of alcohol sounded in the communication channel.

"Hey, your cameras are on properly. I'll give you fifteen minutes to analyze the artillery positions on the defense line. As for the other images they sent back before they died, I'll send you a copy right away using the ground data link...

…”

"Damn, you're absolutely crazy!"

I screamed unbearably, sacrificing a battalion of men, just in exchange for this information that could be detected in a little more time. This is simply crazy. It is not just ordinary crazy. I should be sent to the hospital immediately and put in a corset.

Tied up!

Unexpectedly, "Wine Bottle"'s emotions suddenly exploded and he roared:

"That's right, I'm a lunatic. I'm just a lunatic in a military uniform. You're satisfied!"

"you……"

"Chen Xiang, that's enough!"

Tieniu suddenly intervened in the conversation, and his tone was serious.

"Don't let their death be in vain, start processing the intelligence."

"…..yes."

I replied reluctantly. Regarding the image data, we completely handed it over to the computer, allowing it to back-calculate the Allied artillery positions based on ballistics. The photo data sent back by the Marine mecha soldiers was very critical, so we cooperated with it.

The GPS coordinates of each aircraft obtained previously were used to roughly identify the anti-aircraft missiles and anti-aircraft guns buried in every corner of the defense line, and these were used as parameters to input into the fire control computer.

Fifteen minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and just as the number on the timer completed its last beat, I again heard the murderous, furious, and tragic voice of "Wine Bottle" on the radio.

We are facing the whole army!
Chapter completed!