The red light in front of her lit up, and Tali reflexively pressed the communication button.

"Class 114, this is the command center, please speak."

"Command center, ahem..." A very weak voice rang out, and it was not difficult to imagine that the other party must have been extremely seriously injured. Tari, who had just become a correspondent, was not as immune to the sound as everyone else, and she suddenly became nervous.

"Class 114, please speak." She repeated.

"We've been ambushed!" That weak voice suddenly became alive! Then there was a burst of gunfire, interspersed with shouts such as "Trap! "This kid is crazy!" After only ten seconds, Yiqi returned to calm.

"I'm sorry, Richard・・・・・・" said in a faint voice.

"Class 114! Please indicate the current situation! Tali shouted in a hurry, which caused several of the veteran correspondents around her to cast stern glances at her.

A newcomer is a newcomer, don't you know that the most important thing for a correspondent is to stay calm? The front-line troops have to contact the command headquarters, which is not a major matter that will kill people.

"Sorry, I just lost my temper. One of my brothers was killed. Now the situation has been brought under control. ”

"Please indicate your current condition." Tali breathed a sigh of relief.

"We just had an ambush and John, Wells and Richard were killed. Repeating, we were ambushed by terrorists. Three people were killed, the troops were reduced to Yan zhòng, and the terrorists were killed. The voice said calmly.

"Do you want to increase the number of troops?"

"No, Shinjuku Subway Line 4 has been investigated, the terrorists have been killed, and no targets have been found. Repeated, Shinjuku Subway Line 4 has been checked and no support is needed. ”

"I understand that Shinjuku Subway Line 4 has not found any targets. Pls my name, military rank and identification number. ”

"Okay, my name is ・・・・・・ damn it! Uh, sorry, I got a gravel on my head, but I luckily have a helmet. My name is ・・・・・・."

The boy crouched on the ground, his left hand pressed the communication button on his helmet, and his right hand rummaged through the collar of the non-commissioned officer. He brutally ripped off the dog tag around the non-commissioned officer's neck, only to find that it was covered in blood.

"Damn it!" He rubbed the tag on his sleeve vigorously. "I'm sorry for the gravel on my head, but I'm glad I have a helmet. My name is Jean Reeves. The boy squinted his eyes and looked good, please ask the small print on the dog tag. Sergeant, identification number EFDQ400109"

"Identification code is correct, thank you Sergeant Reeves."

"Just tell me to let me, ma'am." The boy said in a flirtatious tone. "Your voice is very good, uh..."

"Tali, Tali Zorn."

"Miss Zoen, may I have the privilege of having my lady luck to dinner? You know, I was almost killed by those terrorists, and if it weren't for your voice protecting me・・・・・・ don't tell me that you're married・・・・・・ hehe, of course・・・・・・ so be it, Tali. I can call you that, right? ・・・・・・ well, see you tomorrow night. ”

The teenager ended the call with the girl's silver bell-like laughter.

Fan and Yucheng, who had already come out of hiding, silently watched him finish this qiē, and there was only one thought in their hearts.

This guy is not human at all!

He looked dying just now, and even the two people who knew the details were about to believe it when they looked at it.

The moment he took the helmet that Reeves handed him and put it on, a dagger appeared on Reeves' neck and plunged it straight into his throat!

The boy flashed behind Reeves, his left hand still grasping the hilt of the knife, and using Reeves's tall body to block it in front of him. In his right hand, he grabbed a pistol and fired six beautiful bursts to kill the three soldiers who were still stunned.

It was a beautiful spot shot like a textbook, the first shot was fatal, and the second shot was safe. Six bullets ended three lives in less than three seconds.

After running out of bullets, he decisively discarded the pistol and kicked Reeves' corpse at the soldier in front of him. He himself drew his knife and pounced on the soldier on his left like a hungry wolf.

At this time, the last soldier finally pushed away the corpse of the commander with his hands and feet, picked up his assault rifle and fired frantically at the boy.

It's not that he doesn't care about his brother's life, it's just that he has seen it just now, and at the moment when his brother was pounced, the cold light in the young man's hand has already haunted his chest countless times with the frequency of a sewing machine needle.

Sure enough, at the moment when he opened fire, the young man kicked the poor worm that had been broken in his chest, and his body flipped on the ground with the power of this kick to avoid the first wave of fire.

"! It's a trap! He roared as he poured 5.72mm bullets at the boy. This kid is crazy! ”

But his bullets never seemed to catch the boy's trajectory coming towards him. The distance of ten meters is no longer in the direction of the teenager's two Z-shapes. Seeing that the boy had already appeared in front of him like a teleporter, in despair, he simply shot blindly forward.

The boy ducked from his firepower and disappeared from his vision. As he looked down for his target, the back of his neck ached, and then a voice sounded behind him.

"I'm sorry, Richard・・・・・・"

The boy said lightly.

It was the last thing Richard ever heard.

It's no wonder that they have such thoughts at the two sessions.

With six rounds of ammunition and a dagger, the young man in front of him slaughtered six heavily armed and well-trained Britannian soldiers in ten seconds.

In order to prevent the other party from having the opportunity to shout that he was attacked, he lured the other party to his side with an actor-level performance and asked them to hand over their communication equipment by themselves.

Not only that, but he also lied to the Britannian army that the place had been cleared so that they could have a safe environment, at least until the war ended, and there would be no more Britannian soldiers in the tunnel.

Less than twenty seconds after doing this, he giggled teasingly at the girl on the other end of the headphones, and even asked the other party to dinner.

As a person who had just been killed by him, he asked the girl out for dinner!

This guy has reached the realm of inhumanity both physically and psychologically.

After watching his performance just now, Fan finally understood why he dared to obediently hand over his pistol under the threat of two rifles just now.

Because he was only five meters away from the two of them just now.

Judging from the situation just now, I'm afraid that for this guy, less than ten meters is already an ineffective distance for a rifle!

Thinking about this qiē fan, cold sweat broke out on his body.

"Okay, it's safe here for now." The boy twisted his neck. "Why are you looking at me? Put on their clothes. I told the command center that only three of our team had died, which meant that there were only three people left. Be sure to wear a helmet, your hair is too conspicuous. ”

The two of them, who were frightened by the teenager, numbly changed into Britannian military uniforms.

The boy walked ahead with a flashlight, as if looking for something. The two of them honestly followed him.

"Now, we'll be safe on the ground." The boy said as he walked.

"But isn't it safer here?" Fan asked.

"That's right, but hiding here won't drive the Britannians away."

"Chase away the Britannians? You want to go up and fight the Britannian army?! Yucheng couldn't help but scream.

"Of course, it's more difficult than fighting a few soldiers."

The boy's tone was as calm as if he was saying that the sixth-level exam was a little more difficult than the fourth-level exam.

"I need a knightmare for that." The young man glanced back at them and said seriously. "I need your help."

"Got you a knightmare, and then?" Yucheng asked.

"Then I'll be able to drive the Britannian army out of Shinjuku."

The young man had a natural expression when he said this, but Yucheng's mouth was about to drag to the ground.

"Fan, did you hear that? This kid is a madman. ”

The boy smiled, did not refute, but continued to lead the way in front.

"Boy, even if you can do six by yourself. Then I'll do six of your knightmare, do you know how many are on it now? ”

"Six? Don't you think that's enough? ”

"But there are at least 100 of them!"

"My mother once told me that when fighting in a group, 'as long as you have the strength to fight with one against four, you are already invincible.'" The boy suddenly said something that was confusing.

"As I said, there are not just four of them, but hundreds!"

"All the same, if you're surrounded by a hundred people, how many people can attack you at the same time?"

Yucheng was silent for a while, as if he had figured out something.

"Four?"

"It's just a matter of front and back, and if you can make good use of the terrain, such as leaning your back against a wall or burrowing into a small alley, you can even reduce the number of enemies that can attack you to two to one."

"Your mom taught you?" Yucheng obviously didn't understand the behavior of a woman teaching her children how to fight. "Is she powerful too?"

"My mother?" The boy laughed dumbly. "She's not at the same level as me, I can handle six soldiers empty-handed, she can handle six knightmare empty-handed."

This time it's not just Yucheng, even the jaw of the fan is going to fall to the ground.

This boy is really a monster, maybe it's a monster. That's right, it should be a monster cub born from an old monster.

The boy noticed that the two people behind him had not followed, so he had to wait for the two of them, who had no sense of humor......

"Obviously, I was just joking. Although my mother is much better than me, she is also only a human being, and there is no way she can beat Knightmare empty-handed, can we go? ”

Only then did the two realize that they were a little too serious.

"But Knightmare is not as simple as fighting in a group, no matter how many surround you, you can output firepower at the same time." Fan was finally a little smarter than Yucheng, and he finally got to the heart of the problem.

"That's right. Theoretically, it would be suicidal to have more than one enemy on a sufficiently wide plain. But that was on a 'plain wide enough'. This is not a plain, this is Shinjuku. The boy patiently explained.

"And the essence of street fighting is: 'Two at most, one in front and one behind.'" The bombing just now provided excellent conditions for this, more rubble, more craters, narrower passages, and more shelters to use. If used properly, it can even create a situation where zào is infinitely 1v1. ”

Yucheng has been very moved by what he said, this kid really has some truth in what he said, as long as he can get him a knightmare, maybe he can really drive Britannia out of Shinjuku with his monster-like skills!

Fan pondered for a moment before asking a new question.

"Even if you can create a situation like that, Knightmare can't do anything about you, but what if they just cover it from a distance?"

"This means that they want other knightmare to be buried with me. 100 for 1? If Cullovis had done such a thing, the Emperor would have removed him from his position as governor in an hour, and perhaps he would not even be able to retain his position as heir to the throne. Cullowis would never dare to take such a risk. ”

Fan suddenly had a spirit all over his body, this guy had actually considered strategy from tactics, and even the political level.

Even a straight person can't do that!

"What if they remove Knightmare first?"

The boy was finally defeated by the fan of this curious baby.

"Have you forgotten our purpose? If they retreated, wouldn't our goal of 'driving the army out of Shinjuku' be achieved? At this time, I would still stand stupidly waiting for the shells to cover me? Shinjuku has a rather complex underground system, and although it is not suitable for combat, it is no problem to use it for concealment. ”

"That's it? It's that simple? Yucheng asked dumbfounded.

"It's actually that simple. It's simple and crude, but for Britannia, they don't have much to choose from. If they continue to assemble after the fire is covered. Just repeat the process just now. In the end, they could only withdraw their troops, at least temporarily. ”

"And one last question." Fan said again. "What about weapons and energy?"

"That's where the problem comes in." The boy sighed with satisfaction, as if he felt that slapping this guy could still be saved.

"Weapons, ammunition, and energy. Weapons will overheat, ammunition will run out, and energy will run out. That's the flaw of this plan. Therefore, it can only be used with local materials and the enemy's weapons and energy.

That's why I need your help, the Japanese Knightmare and the Britannian Knightmare, both weapons and powers are not compatible, we have to get a Britannian Knightmare.

This is also the most dangerous step in this plan, three large living people go to rob a knightmare. It's difficult, but as long as you can do what I say, it's fine.

When we get to the ground, I'll call a knightmare to support me and say that our team is crippled and needs help, and I've already done the foreshadowing in the command center before, and they won't suspect it. ”

The boy stopped suddenly, and the flashlight shone on an emergency escape ladder leading to the ground, and his face was happy.

"Found it."

Yucheng swallowed, he knew that soon the boy was going to start carrying out his crazy plan.

Britannia alone!

It's so exciting to think about!

"When the other party's knightmare comes, he will point his machine gun at us first, don't worry, it's just a rule of the army, at this time, everyone should raise their hands and wait for him to confirm our identity..."

"Excuse me to interrupt." Fan raised his hand. "We have a knightmare."

"Didn't I say that the Japanese style is not good?" The boy sighed. "Alright, I'll answer the driver's question, you just don't talk, Yucheng, I may need you to pretend to be a wounded. I'll tell him that we don't have any hemostatic spray, and we need his help, and then..."

"Sorry to interrupt again." Fan raised his hand again. "We have a Britannian Knightmare. Er, a Glasgow ・・・・・・"

So the boy and Fan fell into a strange silence.

The young man's eyes were saying: **Don't say it earlier.

The fan's eyes are saying; One person said so energetically.

Yucheng looked at these two guys and said with his eyes: What the hell are you making eye contact with?

Finally, the boy broke the silence.

"A Glasgow?"

"Yes, it was seized two years ago."

"What about weapons and maintenance?"

"There is no problem with maintenance, and there is no problem with the rare opportunity to use energy. As for the ammunition, I don't know what your request is. ”

"Can you hold out for three to five salvos?"

"No problem."

"Fan-kun." The boy smiled with satisfaction. "It's been a pleasure working with you."