Explodes, burns, and dies.

Bundles of flames were like open wounds on the giant beast. The more they opened, the more violent the beast struggled. The entire Allied ground position was shaking in the fierce battle.

The Treaty Army mecha group was like lava, violently impacting the Allied defense line that was riddled with holes. The 33rd Army on the other side also concentrated its last remaining troops to launch a fierce attack. The defenders were cut into several pieces, and the head and tail could not see each other.

, although a few troops still shrank into a group and resisted, the entire war situation could not be changed.

But the east has turned slightly white, and time is running out.

Suddenly, several pillars of fire rose up from the Treaty Army's assault formation, destroying all the land combat mechas. This was a bombardment effect that could only be achieved by heavy land combat artillery.

"What's going on? All the barrel artillery in the defense line should have been destroyed by us!"

I asked in shock.

"Dad Chen, the reinforcements from the Allied Forces have rushed to the outside. The 203 artillery can hit this side directly with rocket extended range shells. What should we do?!"

Brother Ya shouted in response to me from the other end, his voice almost completely drowned in the sound of Gatling gun fire.

"Damn, it's so fast. Come with a few people and follow me. Let's suppress the momentum of their forwards first!"

"But we have almost used up the ammunition, and there is nothing left in the hangar!"

"If you have an inertial bomb, use an inertial bomb. If you don't have a bomb, just pour a few bottles of gasoline and use it as a Molotov cocktail. Anyway, hurry up!"

I was yelling when suddenly, a Hotchkiss with its whole body on fire suddenly rushed towards me from an angle. I only had time to unfold the composite armor-piercing knife under my shield before I was hit head-on.

I cursed and adjusted my mecha posture, preparing to stab this bastard a few times, but at this moment, an annoying voice kept interfering with my actions.

"Captain, Captain... wake up Captain."

The voice gradually became clearer, and the scene in front of me gradually became clearer. The chaotic battlefield slowly evolved into the face of a young girl, with white space, white clothes, and the familiar smell of potion. It looked like it was a hospital.

No doubt, but judging from the cleanliness, it is not a temporary illegal building like a field hospital.

Oh, damn, it’s so embarrassing to have nightmares in front of others.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I seemed to dream that I was in a war, and I got hit hard by someone. It was really fatal."

"That's right, Captain. You were hit head-on by a local mecha during the melee. You were smashed into the ground from the air. Even your anti-German suit helmet was smashed. Fortunately, the shock absorber of the body was well designed, so you only suffered a slight concussion.

.”

Hell, I'll just tell you why my head hurts so much.

I rubbed my head and reluctantly recalled the fragments of the picture, and suddenly remembered another important question.

"By the way, miss, where are we? How is the garrison in Königsberg? How is the breakout going?"

As soon as these words came out, the nurse lady suddenly bulged her eyes, as if she saw aliens speaking the earth's language.

"Captain, have you really lost your memory? That night you were just beaten down, and you immediately pulled up the machine regardless of your injuries and rushed out with your men. You used machine guns and small rockets to defeat the Allied forward group, delaying

In three or four hours, you have made a great contribution to the reunification of the two armies. Thanks to your desperate fighting, the situation in Königsberg is now completely stable."

God, I didn’t expect that I would accomplish another great feat while sleepwalking. You’re taking too much care of me.

Wait, there is another question.

"Are you in Königsberg now? Are there any combat missions recently?"

The nurse was stunned.

"Captain, this is Moscow."

"What?"

Let me go, could it be that the energy was running wild in the chaos, and the space was punctured or something that caused the time travel? But traveling from Königsberg to Moscow... this is too featureless.

"Captain, you fell into a coma due to excessive injuries after completing the mission. In fact, it's not just you, the captain. The twenty-eight surviving officers and soldiers of the entire teaching regiment are here. The remaining aviation mechas of the 33rd Group Army are led by Kearney.

Major Nove is under unified command."

Major? It seems that he didn't care about any grudges during the war. After so many years of delay, this eldest brother finally got the position he deserved.

But why did they recruit us back all the way? Even though we have enough food to support them, we still feel like there is too much fuel.

"Don't you know yet? Captain, the Supreme Presidium has decided to award you the 'Outstanding Combat Team Medal'. It has been publicized on TV for more than ten days. The hospital was almost trampled by reporters two days ago. On the one hand, it was asking about your teachings.

The battle deeds of the regiment are another aspect..."

The nurse looked curious and came over to ask mysteriously.

"Captain, are you really the legendary gray smile?"

I don’t think there is a more outrageous question in the world than this. It’s wrong to say it’s not. It’s so popular on TV that if you say it’s not, it’s not a slap in the face to the person above. I still expect them to issue a diploma; saying it is.

That's not right. Doesn't this mean admitting that he was the devil who slaughtered the mecha soldiers of the Treaty Army?

After thinking about it, I had to answer vaguely:

"Miss, the gray smile is just a mask. As long as you are willing to wear it and have the courage to wear it, even you can become a gray smile."

"Huh, Captain, you're kidding."

"I'm not kidding, that's the truth."

I answered honestly.

After changing the medicine, Tieniu and his several uninjured buddies showed up in high spirits, wearing medals and newly ironed uniforms, with big and small bags in their hands.

"Hey, this is a condolence gift for you, great hero."

Tieniu handed me the paper bag in his hand. I fainted after just one glance. What are these things? Fried chicken legs, fried chicken wings, fried chicken fillets, colonel chicken nuggets. Is this something for the wounded? Sincerely

You guys want to kill me!

"Please, stop picking. Material supplies are tight during the war, and the non-staple food items, namely farmed white-striped chickens and greenhouse vegetables, can still be supplied."

Brother Ya sat beside my bed, picked up a piece of chicken nugget, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.

"Damn, at least, give the hero some privileges."

I muttered and picked up a fried chicken leg to chew. It must have been a while since I packed it back. The flour pieces were a little soft, the chicken was no longer fragrant, and the fat was somewhat solidified.

"Privilege, you are a bird, you want to be in the limelight, I will let you have enough of it later."

The madman said, throwing a brand new military uniform to me. I said you are crazy, but you still let me wear a military uniform when I look like this. I am so busy, right?

"I'm sorry, this is an order from above. As long as everyone is not disabled, they have to climb up and stand on the stage during the medal ceremony. Otherwise, you think I like to dress like a man touching a dog."

It's hard to imagine how idle these bureaucrats are during the medal conferment ceremony.

Depressedly, I pulled on my clothes. I looked up and down and found my student card in front of my chest. At this time, the number on it had turned into a heart-pounding twenty-six. Just half a year ago, this number was just unlucky.

It’s only 0.5, and the change is so fast that it’s difficult for people to keep up with their thinking. Judging from this number of kills, I have surpassed Captain Korninov and become the number one ace in the Treaty Army.

"Oh, by the way, by the way, I killed that boy Gantrov and didn't cause you any trouble."

Suddenly remembering the extreme things I had done after the breakout, I asked with some uneasiness, if the Slavic leader himself died, everything would be over, but he still had a lieutenant general father who was the commander of the group army alive.

If not, it will cause a lot of trouble again.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Now that coward Londenev has been jointly sued by the 33rd Army and his own chief officers. He is still squatting in the military court and cannot protect himself. Besides, brother, you are under the treaty right now.

He is a famous hero, and it doesn't matter if he kills several division-level officers."

Abalone replied simply, "That makes me feel relieved."

The necessary things have been said, but everyone has no intention of leaving. One by one, you look at me and I look at you, expressing affectionately at each other. I said if you fart, hurry up, I still have a headache.

"Well, on the night you were brought in, Miss Edith came."

It was Datou who explained it, and I don’t know if it was an illusion, but I felt like my headache was worse than before.

I barely suppressed my tone and asked:

"Then...did she say anything?"

"No, I just stood next to you and watched for ten minutes, and then left without saying a word. Dad Chen, actually..."

"Okay, I understand."

I raised my head and interrupted what Da Tou was about to say, because I knew what he wanted to say and also knew that it was absolutely impossible.

So...it's better not to hear clearly.

The awarding ceremony is undoubtedly a rather boring set of tasks. The national flag is raised, music is played, the military chief comes on stage to speak, and then the team manager comes to the stage to speak, and then the big red medals are pinned on to us one by one in wooden boxes, with flashing lights in the middle.

My eyes turned black, and my uncomfortable head hurt even more. But I was still the main person. As soon as the ceremony ended, these guys rushed up like a swarm, stabbing me in the mouth with long guns and short cannons.

"Captain, sir, are you really smiling gray?"

"Why were you enemies of the Treaty Army before, and now you join us to fight against the Allied Forces?"

"Captain, will you be a member of the Treaty Army from now on?"

“………….”

My answers were, "It seems so", "My mood has improved", "Nonsense, I am a Republican" and so on. One of them collapsed, another two collapsed and a pair collapsed, and they were all blown away.

After two hours of hard work, we kicked the reporter on the butt and fought our way out. We separated at the entrance of the hospital and I walked up the stairs step by step.

"Huh? Sir, why are you here? You are also here to be hospitalized."

At the top of the stairs, I unexpectedly saw a completely unexpected person - the dean of the Kutuzov Military Academy, General Gugueyev.

"Of course not. I have something I want to talk to you about."

The admiral ignored my nonsense and got to the point.

"What's up?"
Chapter completed!