() If you want to ask me who I hate the most, the number one person is undoubtedly the betrayer. Apart from complete destruction from soul to body, I really can't think of any other way to deal with it.

And the second most popular one is undoubtedly the one who licks his nose in front of you when you want to eat, pees in front of you when you want to drink water, and snores next to you when you want to sleep, from hair to toes.

A scoundrel with the words "Come and hit me, hit me if you can".

I felt that the violent factor in my body began to rebel. From the seven meridians to the joints of the five fingers, they were all covered with itching. I especially wanted to find a thin-skinned and large-filled sandbag to practice my hands on. However, on the surface, I still put the bad energy into my stomach.

Liton, pretending as if nothing happened.

"Oh, that's such a shame."

The guy spat hard on the ground, splattering a little on the toes of my boots.

"Damn it, you've been playing tricks on us since the beginning of the battle. Don't you just think we can't bear it anymore and come to ask for your help? I just don't like your tricks. What do you want?"

The itching was getting worse and worse. Should I apply Dermatitis Pingpi Kangwang or something? I was thinking wildly and secretly pinched my fingers hard.

"Whatever you don't want to do, you can do whatever you want."

"Shit, stop pretending, don't think that I don't know..."

The last half of the sentence was not uttered because I had already held down the back of his head with one hand and slammed his face into a wooden table with cables stacked on it like a slam dunk. It was as if he was thrown onto the table.

A piece of shit.

"Oh, what do you want to say, can you say it more carefully?"

Picking up the "basketball" with a flattened nose and full of blood, I squinted my eyes and squeezed out the words one by one through my teeth.

"Basketball" seemed still unconvinced, scratching around and howling like a killing pig.

"Mom, who do you think you are? You dare to hit me? I have to fucking kill you..."

"Oh, I still can't hear clearly."

I clenched my teeth, almost crushing my skull with force, and struck it hard on the table again. This time I clearly heard some kind of human body parts cracking like cracking soda crackers.

Sound, as for what it is, I don’t even bother to care.

"Bang bang bang bang"

The second blow, the third blow, the fourth blow... The bridge of the nose, face, lips, and corners of the eyes were all cracked, and blood was flowing out from the broken blood vessels.

"Hey, I feel fine, please tell me quickly!"

"Ahhhh..."

"Oh, it turns out it's quite comfortable."

I explained to him cruelly, while grabbing the "basketball" and lifting it to a higher position, aiming at the table at a 90-degree angle and slamming it down with a dunk. Suddenly, blood spattered under my hand, as if it was smashed.

A Rotten Tomatoes.

"Bang bang bang bang"

The fifth blow, the sixth blow, the seventh blow... all the cracks were torn into huge gaps, the skin was smashed, and even the inner cheek bones were cracked, and the thick plasma literally spurted out.

So much so that every time you pull it up and flick it down, it brings up a disgusting line of blood like a bead curtain.

"Hey, say something. How will I know if you don't tell me?"

"Well...well...well"

"What do you mean, do you still want it?"

Pretending to be "enlightened", I picked up the "basketball" from the pool of blood, which had almost no basic neurological reflexes, and prepared to let him challenge the limits of the human body.

"stop!"

Suddenly a female scream came from the distance, but I had no intention of listening because I was obsessed with it and eager to hear what kind of interesting sound this piece of rotten meat would make when it fell on the table.

"boom"

A terrifying sound, like a gunshot, exploded in the small hangar.

The entire tabletop was penetrated, and the blood on the tabletop was sucked out through the gap and flowed all over the floor. The kid's head was inserted into the hole, like a candle embedded in a chocolate cake, and the person died.

Except for the occasional twitch, there was no movement.

After taking a breath, I felt a little wet on my hands and face. When I touched it, I realized that I had been splashed with a lot of blood droplets at some point. I didn't need to look in the mirror to know that I must look terrible now.

Overall, I feel very good, just like I haven't smoked for three days and suddenly burned a pack of them.

At this time, a girl in a medic uniform pushed through the stunned crowd and rushed over, pushed me away, desperately lifted up the guy's bloody face and slapped it, while screaming at me:

"He was almost beaten to death by you, how should I answer you?!"

I felt that this person looked familiar, and after recalling it carefully for a long time, I remembered that she was the rookie medical nurse who almost tortured me to death during the winter vacation. Her name seemed to be Helena or something.

However, compared to the image in her memory, she seems to be much more stable now, and relatively mature. At least she has the feeling of a doctor in her own right, rather than a rookie running around carrying a medical kit. Under her command, the machine

The divisions used various tools and struggled to get the guy out, put him on a stretcher and took him to the field hospital for rescue, but it is said that he died on the way.

From the beginning to the end, no one from the mecha soldiers to the mechanics dared to look at me.

I had no interest in continuing to be admired by others, so I turned around and went to the bathroom to wash my face, flushing away all the sad red liquid from my head and face. At this moment, Helena's voice suddenly came from behind me. Maybe at this time too

Only this persistent and serious girl dared to come.

"Mr. Xiang Yu..."

"Sorry, I was a little impulsive at that time."

I shrugged, but even I didn't feel the sincerity in the apology.

"No...no," I could feel Helena's brows knitting together without turning my head as she spoke, "You seem to have changed a lot during this time."

My nerves suddenly became tense because this was the second time I heard this comment. I also heard similar words from Tieniu. One person said it might be a coincidence, but two or more people came to the same conclusion.

It was very bad, that is to say, I really had some terrible changes that even I was not aware of.

It felt like being diagnosed with an incurable disease by a doctor.

"There's nothing you can do about it, people will always change."

I still kept my mouth shut, and at the same time, I poured cold tap water on my face, trying to remember what was wrong with me compared to a year ago.

Helena continued to say in that gloomy tone:

"No, natural changes are always slow, and Mr. Xiang Yu, your change...is simply fission, as if you have completely changed into a different person."

"You're thinking too much, it's just that you're not in a good mood these days."

"No, please think about it carefully. Were you really that violent and manic before?"

"I told you it was because you were in a bad mood! Are you annoyed?"

I stubbornly insisted on my opinion, and at the same time, I turned on the rusty faucet as if to vent my anger.

The air seemed to freeze.

"So...no matter how rough I was in doing things before, you never said 'I'm not bothered'!"

The girl's grievance scream came from behind, like a heavy hammer on my head, which made me extremely frightened. It seemed... It was really like this.

Could it be that………

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, so I immediately left Helena behind and rushed out of the hangar on the pretext that I wanted to find something to do with Old Wolf.

Old Wolf is not difficult to find. To be precise, he has been staying at the headquarters these days except for meetings. As soon as I requested, I was immediately approved to meet. The location was arranged in the inner room of the headquarters. I happened to meet with Crossbow who came to ask for reinforcements.

gun.

"I just heard that you were watching it again in the hangar."

The old wolf lit up his cigarette and said calmly. It was obvious that he had smoked a lot these days, and I saw that his old face was faintly showing an unhealthy brown color.

"It's just a little contradiction, it doesn't matter."

I don't want to say too much on this annoying topic, but directly shift the topic to the next stage of the battle.

"You mean...supporting the enemy?"

"Well, I have calculated it. With the current number of aircraft in our army and the detection capabilities of the radar network, it is very difficult to tactically intercept the treaty army, and the effect is difficult to achieve. It is better to leave a small force in the air.

Contain the harassment, use the main force to concentrate on cooperating with the various land mecha units, and seize the core stronghold before the reinforcements of the treaty army arrive."

I told my plan in one breath, but in fact, in addition to these superficial reasons, there was also a deeper helplessness that I, the skinny captain, had: my subordinates were really bad.

Although the internal dissatisfaction was temporarily suppressed by violent means, the skills of these guys are still not on the table, let alone me. Even if Yajing, the number one ace of the Treaty Army, comes to lead the team in person, it will not help. It is still okay from last time

Use "cleaning up the inside" to fool around. If there is another serious loss, then this cheating deal will definitely be revealed.

I thought hard for a long time, and I felt that since I couldn't use black technology or anything like that, and improve my technical literacy in a short period of time, compared to the difficult air combat, the relatively simple ground attack might be slightly better performed by these rookies.

A little bit. At least it can make a forced landing even if it is shot down, and the losses of mechas and mecha soldiers can also be minimized.

"It doesn't matter. We can still withstand this bombing. Just do your own thing."

Nupao stared at the red eyes that had not been closed for several days. He rejected my proposal irritably, while still rolling cigarettes with the "letter of persuasion to surrender" printed by Mao Xiong in his hand, looking like a gambler who took off his pants and went to the table.

"With all due respect, if you have not captured the core stronghold, no matter how we fight on the periphery, it will be meaningless. As far as I know, your mecha soldiers lack equipment and qualified mecha soldiers. Now the treaty army is on the sea and

Under the joint blockade from the air, even the supply of supplies has become difficult. Land mechas and tanks alone cannot defeat the defenders around the city hall in a head-on attack, but if air power is added, the situation will be much worse.

Are not the same."

"I know, I know everything you said, but so what? If I fight to death, I'll change him, and I'll die together with him."

Ballista lit the cigarette and took a long drag, then directly kicked my suggestion back.

Just because of these words, I secretly despised him. Unless absolutely necessary, the first command morality of a commander is to preserve the vitality of his subordinates as much as possible and reduce unnecessary sacrifices. How can anyone be like this guy who casually

Find a place to hang out with someone.

"But we are just mercenaries, we have no obligation to huddle in this meat bun and finish with you."

When I got angry, I no longer spoke politely. Ballista's face changed, and he seemed to want to curse someone when he opened his mouth, but the old wolf who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly stopped him. The two captain cats murmured in the corner for a long time, and finally

Judging from Ballista's angry expression, he must have suffered a loss.

"Okay, Sergeant, whatever you say."
Chapter completed!