This may be the first time that the fat man has stood on the battlefield in such a posture.

Facing a senior second-class mecha division, the commander of a fleet of the Great Eagle Empire's mercenary group, said contemptuously: Lie down!

Then, the arrogant mercenary leader really lay down.

It's not black magic, it's strength, real strength. Even little Jacob, who thinks very highly of himself, couldn't help but be in a trance at this moment. In his impression, although the fat man's subordinates are a little bit of work, but it's just a little, the most impressive thing is his angry poisonous mouth, if language can replace bullets, I'm afraid he is already similar to the realm of the mecha god of war.

But now, but I haven't seen him in the past two months, he has grown to this point, and he has single-handedly killed a high-level second-level mecha master who is about the same level as him, although he has also used some unexpected skills, but that is also a personal ability.

The mechs of the garrison mecha company and the people hiding in the fortifications and in the depths of the prison were more pure and simple, they didn't know what kind of mech division Francis was, but they knew that soldier against soldier against general, and now, theirs would win.

Although they are still outnumbered, their morale is completely different from before. If you dare to fight before, it is a battle against the water, if you don't fight, you will die, and if you fight, you will die, so it is better to fight. But now, they have the possibility of victory.

On the other hand, on the mercenary's side, seeing Francis being knocked down, morale plummeted, but being able to become Francis's personal guard naturally would not be so fragile, at least more than 10 mecha rushed towards the fat man, obviously, killing the fat man was not the first one, they were to take back their commander.

It's just that the mercenary mecha battalion that has lost its highest-end combat power obviously underestimates the ability of high-end combat power to crush them. The fat man and Francis have been entangled for a long time, that is the difference in strength between the two sides, but it does not mean that the intermediate first-level mecha master can do anything.

Of course, maybe the fat man didn't plan to entangle with these guys much at all. In this moment of scuffle, although there are 8 mecha led by Jacob Xiao to rush left and right to contain the mercenary mecha battalion, but nearly 200 9th generation mecha are still a huge threat, but at this moment, the guard mecha company has fallen more than 20 units, even if Tang Lang joins the battle group, the top combat power of the 3 senior mecha divisions is stronger than the opponent can finally annihilate them, and this mecha company belonging to the planetary garrison force will not survive more than a slap.

Therefore, in the face of more than a dozen mecha that swooped over with great momentum, the "Grumpy Bear" stepped on the chest of the "Blue Whale" mecha that had fallen on its back, "Go further, your head will become a meat filling, the kind that can make a dog ignoring buns." ”

Although the description of "ignoring the dog" when making meat filling sounds very harsh, the situation is stronger than people, and no one knows that the dog ignores it, and the meat filling is certain. The mechs braked one after another, and their swords, guns, and halberds pointed at the "Grumpy Bear", indicating their anger.

Then, the fat man looked down at the motionless mecha that was trampled under his feet, and the voice in the electronic megaphone sounded: "Don't pretend to be dizzy, I know you're alive and well, but you just don't dare to speak if you don't feel like you've got a face, don't you?" Order your subordinates to stop, and let's talk about the conditions first. ”

In the middle of the sound, Francis's somewhat ashamed but decisive answer came from the "Blue Whale" mecha: "Okay! We can talk. ”

"That's right! Shrewd! The fat man watched the mercenary mecha that received the order retreat, and with great satisfaction, he gently tapped the breastplate under his feet with the mechanical soles of his feet, as if rewarding a child who had received a perfect score in the exam by touching his head.

An inadvertent action, but Francis in the cockpit was so angry that he almost burst out and ordered his mecha to no longer care about himself to attack again, but in the end, he was full of desire to survive and took the upper hand, desperately suppressing his anger and repeatedly admonishing himself: If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, take a step back and open the sky, Han Xin can tolerate the humiliation of his crotch, and he will lie down and taste his guts。。。。。。

Anyway, the erudite and talented Francis almost recited all the words in Chinese history that persuaded him to be patient, and the celebrity allusions that finally reached the peak of his life by patience, so that he could stabilize his mood and continue to communicate with the fat man.

"Let me go, I promise to quit Daliang Star immediately, and promise not to attack Daliang Star within three days, you can do whatever you want." Francis was categorical about his conditions.

The meaning of the words is nothing more than that Zhou Dunhou, the big spy, he also gave up, and three days is enough time for Da Liang Xing to rebuild the defense system, just to replace him with life, this price is already very large.

"Tsk! Mr. Francis, I'm afraid you misunderstood me! The fat man shook his head, then became furious, raised his foot and stepped on the head of the "blue whale" into a piece of iron. "This is Lao Tzu's Southwest Federation, not the territory of your big eagle people, what are you talking to me about not disturbing the federation within three days, enter your mother's, another day Lao Tzu will take the fleet to go to your big eagle country capital star to go around, and tell you big eagle people that Lao Tzu will not come to fight you in three days, you continue to play with you, do you say okay?"

Francis's face turned red, and he wanted to pull down the self-destruction hand brake and die with this moody guy, isn't this a negotiation? Do you understand the rules of asking for money on the spot? Then there is a person like you, Lao Tzu just put forward a condition to play personal injury if he doesn't agree? Do you believe that Lao Tzu is not a paper paste, dare to play with you?

As it turned out, he didn't dare. As the illegitimate son of the Grand Duke of Ivor, although it is impossible to inherit the position of duke, he also has a lot of resources at hand, and according to the current development situation, how can he say that an earl cannot run. With an infinite future, how could he die on a small planet in a small country like the Southwest Federation for a momentary moment?

Must endure! Don't say that you are just beaten, even if your head is green, you have to endure this breath first.

"Then you say your conditions! But don't go too far, I, Francis, am not as afraid of death as you think. Francis' voice came through gritted teeth.

"Bluffing whom?" The fat man said disdainfully. "If you're not afraid of death, you can pull your self-detonating hand brake! Maybe I can blow up one of my legs! Come on! I'm waiting for you. ”

Francis couldn't help but feel angry, in the face of such a guy who didn't make oil and salt, he felt helpless for the first time, and even he had the urge to tell this person that he could lead the fleet out of the Southwest Federation Celestial Power System, and this battle would end here. Although he knew that this was no longer possible, all the armies of the Black Eagle Company had already been dispatched, and the Empire's strategy would never change because of him alone.

"Don't you dare! Don't you dare to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with your master! The fat man crooked his mouth, "Come on, I won't tease you, look over there, the person who really plans to negotiate with you is here." ”

"Who's that?" Francis was stunned.

"My boss!" The fat man replied very casually. "He's the boss, so naturally he has to say it, and I don't count if I say it."

Francis...... The expression on his face at that moment was wonderful.

Because, he was played again.

I want to die!

I can only endure it!

It was perhaps a time in Francis's life when the choice was so difficult, and in the end, the idea that it was better to die than to live prevailed.

Tang Lang controlled the Xiaoqiang mecha to stride out of the prison, with the ship-breaking gun behind him.

Francis's gaze froze: "You are the sniper mecha mecha division, or, I should call you Tang Lang, Major General Tang!" A person who once fought with Miyamoto Tsuyoshi and won the Victory Medal of the Southwest Federation. ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you, Commander Francis, are now under my little brother's crotch." Tang Lang's flat voice came out.

Nima, these people are all a routine, come up and step on people to death first, right? Francis's brain was a little congested. Fortunately, with the poisonous mouth of the fat man in front of him, his acceptance is much better than before.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, one condition." Xiaoqiang mecha stretched out a finger. "You and your men surrender immediately, and I can promise to give you a fair trial in the federal courts. If not, kill them all, and leave no one behind. ”

The audience fell silent.

Including Francis, many mechists were so shocked that their mouths opened wide. may have thought that Tang Lang's conditions would be very harsh, but no one, including Little Jacob, would know that Tang Lang would open his mouth so loudly and make all the more than 100 heavily armed 9th generation mecha surrender.

"Are you crazy?" Francis roared with a pale face. "Without my constraints, my subordinates can also kill you completely, you are this condition, I refuse, even if I agree, my subordinates will refuse."

"Really?" Tang Lang asked indifferently. "What if, I say, they won't refuse?"

"You're really a madman, a madman who lives only in your own world." Francis sighed. "Do you really only think that your Southwest Federation has warriors who will not retreat, and my Great Eagle Empire does not?"

"Warriors, line up, let the madman of the Southwest Federation in front of you, who claims to kill you, take a good look at the bravery of the warriors of the Great Eagle Empire." The next moment, Francis's voice rang out.

At this time, the stubbornness in the bones of the nobles of the Francis Great Eagle Empire outweighed the fear of death.

"Command!" One mecha roared, and the remaining 100 or so mechs raised their swords and guns.

"Look at this, maybe you'll change your mind!" Tang Lang threw out a portable projector.

A triangular projector stands on the ground between two groups of sabre-rattling mechs, a pale blue screen appears, and images of the Immortal Bird blasting Francis's ship into a sky of fireworks are played.

Because of the strict readiness of the guards of the Daliang Star Orbital Circle, the Immortal Bird determined that Tang Lang and the others were safe after contacting Tang Lang, after all, because the other party was still the Federation's own people, they did not launch an attack, but they sent the video of the annihilation of the 4 starships to Tang Lang through the hob meat.

"This can't be, it's a fake video!" Francis was dumbfounded and quickly denied it.

"Isn't it, you know it yourself!" Tang Lang was noncommittal and pointed to the lifeboats that were being blown up one by one on the video screen. "We don't have time to number these gadgets, and I'm sorry to show you such a brutal picture, because my Federal War Chief's request to all the Union soldiers is that we don't need mercenary prisoners! Especially for the armies that participated in the Pegasus Massacre. If you had participated, I am sure that the federal courts would have sentenced you to death. ”

The group of more than 100 mechs was silent for a while, and the picture in front of them told them that all this was true, the four starships had been destroyed, and they could no longer leave the planet, and when their inner should be captured, not to mention that these people in front of them would not let them go, those who reacted to the Daliang Star Garrison could pile them to death with their troops, and if they lived, it might be a disaster.

"What if there weren't anyone involved in the Pegasus Massacre?" After a moment of silence, someone in the mecha group on the opposite side finally couldn't help but ask.