It's hard to choose.

The main force of the Jeppen people is rushing from all directions, and the previous battles have proved that there are no perfect fortifications, and if you want to rely on the combat power of the mecha, the mecha that is a full generation apart is not destined to be an opponent.

This is the first time in Zhang Wuhui's life that this "honor" feels so powerless. Even in the face of a fierce and powerful enemy, he only needed to pick up his sword and gun and step forward without retreating. But now he is asked to make a multiple-choice question, is he to take the remnants of his soldiers back to the battlefield and kill the enemy side by side with his comrades, and finally die a glorious death together after the arrival of the enemy's main force? Or do you stick to it according to the orders of the commander?

If you don't have the mobile combat power of the mecha, how long can the base hold?

Perhaps, not only front-line officers and soldiers like Zhang Wuhui and Ye Xiaozhou are making painful choices, but also their commanders.

The immobility on his face may be just the backbone of the base, and the major in front of everyone can only be calm, and he may only be able to pinch the handle of the command seat in front of him so that his knuckles are white, showing that his heart is also fluctuating.

Of course, Asada knew the pain of the Federation soldiers not far away.

If he dares to help, he is what the military strategist of the Guhua clan called the encirclement point reinforcement, and his general, who has already rushed to this side with the main force to 2,000 meters away, will never let go of this opportunity, no matter how many mecha the opponent comes, leaving the protection of the tall alloy wall, he will be easily eaten clean.

If they don't help, a trace of cruelty flashed in Major Jeppen's eyes, then, let them see with their own eyes, and see how they tortured and killed their comrades with one knife at a time.

The enemy, the more painful he is, the more proud he has lost to return little by little.

Although at this moment, he was completely sure that he would kill the Qin warrior who kept slashing at him but didn't even care about basic defenses, but he didn't do it, he wanted to let him live first.

With a mobility far beyond that of the Qin warriors, Oni Che forwarded, retreated, and turned。。。。。。 The Qin warriors who were chasing him clashed again and again, and without making a knife, he used the alloy thorn in the palm of the mechanical hand to block the alloy knife that the Qin warrior had slashed over, and then stabbed the armor on the Qin warrior's body and tore it apart.

In just a dozen seconds, in the sparks of metal blades, the armor on the Qin warrior's body was torn up to more than 10 pieces, revealing metal bones and dense lines, scaly wounds all over his body, sparks and terrifying arcs of lightning.

If it were a person, he would have already lost his combat effectiveness in blood at this time, but the Qin warriors, who had not been traumatized by the engine and other vital points, were still struggling to draw their swords, but their steps had already staggered a lot.

It was the result of injuries to the body, and even the heavily protected mechists were also injured during the constant impacts, and their reactions would be slower accordingly, and the control that relied on hand speed would naturally slow down.

In another battlefield, the ribs of the Qin warrior who failed to attack with a knife were cut open by the ghost cut a shocking gap, revealing the mecha cabin inside, and with the assistance of another Qin warrior, he was barely killed on the spot, and fought with the ghost cut with two against one, but it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"Aada, that's good." In the distance, the ion cannon that was still spitting out beams of light was dodging, and the strange man walking in the wind and sand like a leisurely walk commented on this scene lightly.

However, the man who can sit in the top ten positions of the military generals of the Jeppen Empire at the age of 30 does not rely on the proud mecha control talent of one of the youngest senior first-class mecha masters under the starry sky, but the talent of all tactical deductions in the royal military academy of the Great Eagle Empire, the number one power in the starry sky, and the talent of all commands who have not tasted defeat in battle.

Of course, he understood what his subordinates were doing, and with his gestures, the Ghost Cut Mecha that was rushing forward from all sides at the same time changed its tactics, like a pack of wolves cruising, waiting for the prey to show its flaws in the painful torment, and then pounce on it and tear it off, bite by bite, making the prey completely desperate.

It is certainly cool to set foot on the Shuguang military base in one fell swoop with the momentum of a thunderbolt, but the arrogant man has to admit at this time that with the morale and combat effectiveness displayed by the Shuguang base at present, he has to pay an extremely painful price if he wants to set foot on this military base with perfect defense.

He didn't particularly care about the battle damage under his command, as long as the strategy was achieved, what would it matter if all these elites died here? All he cared about was his reputation after returning to Jeppen, and the dignified "Flower of Famous Generals" went out in person, and the Southwest Federation suffered heavy losses from just a small border outpost, which was not what he wanted.

After all, although the commander of the Royal Mecha Battalion sounds very powerful, he only has thousands of mecha for him to drive, even if they are all elites, but then, it is more tempting to have an army of hundreds or even millions of mecha commanding hundreds of starships and tens of thousands?

The current position is just a small ladder on the road of his brilliant life, the not too distant future, there are infinite possibilities, and a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the bewitching man.

Now, let's give Asada a chance to see if he can make up for his previous mistakes! And what choice will the Federalist, the Federalist Major who had a mediocre resume but now impresses him, make? There was a hint of anticipation in the eyes of the strange man.

For the monstrous man with open arms hoping to embrace the starry sky, the small battlefield up to 2,000 meters was more of a game than a battle, and he didn't care how the game ended, the only thing interested was the reaction of his opponent. But for the Federation soldiers in the base, it was undoubtedly an ordeal, and the lives of their comrades and the duties of the soldiers were almost overwhelming.

"Order, all 。。。。。 of the whole army" When Qin Chongyu was ready to give the order with difficulty.

The situation on the battlefield, abruptly.

"Mi Xiaomei, do you remember the trick that Lao Tzu taught you! Do you dare to use it? The lieutenant's platoon lieutenant's roar rang out in the public channel.

The Qin warrior, who was already scarred, suddenly stopped, facing Asada Feng, who had just torn off one of his breastplates and retreated lightly.

Then, as soon as the hand was released, the alloy knife in the palm of his hand was dropped, and the huge mechanical palm, which was empty, actually closed with four fingers, revealing the middle finger facing upward.

One finger at the sky.

Very popular and straightforward interstellar universal sign language.

At an angle that the soldiers at the base couldn't see, Mies, who had been torn off his breastplate to reveal most of the transparent cockpit, held the control stick in his left hand, and his right hand was also high in front of him, just like the Qin warriors he controlled, one person and one mecha, and one finger at the sky. Towards the incomparably powerful enemy on the opposite side.

Is this the trick? The heads of the soldiers at the base are all blindfolded, even if you want to curse, you can't lose your knife!

The clearest thing to see is naturally none other than Asada Feng, who is only five or six meters away from Mis, and the corners of his mouth with ridicule instantly stiffened.

When a cat plays with a mouse, what he is most happy to see is the desperation of his prey, and the fangs and claws of the prey that show in his desperation can even make him more excited.

This kind of provocation seems to be a bit of a scoundrel, but more of it is actually unyielding.

"Since you like death so much, then I will fulfill you, in front of all your comrades-in-arms, pinch you like a bug." Asada Feng's somewhat gloomy voice came from Onikiri, loud enough to be heard by someone hundreds of meters away.

Then, Ghost Cut suddenly accelerated, and the alloy thorn was pulled towards Qin Warrior's chest, but this time, Asada Feng made up his mind, not to kill the daring Federation Mecha Master at once, but to dig him out as he just said, and then grasp it with his mecha hand, slowly adding strength, so that his companions could listen to the sound of his bones being pinched off one by one, it must be a thief.

"151, 158, 159, you can evacuate, the base will cover you!" Qin Chong's voice sounded.

"Mees, I order you, activate the escape device!" Zhang Wuhui's voice had already spread all over the public channel before the ghost cut was activated.

The Qin warriors numbered 1093158 did not answer, and the other two Qin warriors were also silent.

The silence is palpitating.

At that time, Asada Feng's alloy thorn was already close to Qin Warrior's chest, but Qin Warrior did not dodge or dodge, allowing the alloy spewing ionic rays to pierce through the breastplate and slide along the edge of the cockpit.

Asada Feng's eyes were full of cruelty. The next moment, cruelty froze slightly.

Warrior Qin's open arms suddenly fell and clasped Ghost Cut's shoulders. This is? Do you want to make a last stand? Asada Feng was slightly stunned, and then his face was full of ridicule.

Holding a knife is not much use for his level 5 armor, just use a grab?

But the Qin warrior not only had arms, but also legs, and the two huge mechanical legs supported the waist of the ghost cut mecha on the plate with their arms, that look。。。。。。。

If it is a pair of lovers, this posture is naturally the two of them flying up, but those who have witnessed all this know that it is not only two mechas, but also two mecha masters who want to kill each other all the time, this posture is naturally a little weird and incomprehensible.

"Wrestling?" Asada Feng couldn't help but be a little amused, and lowered his ugly head to look at the meath of the mecha bay that had already exposed most of the transparent mecha on his chest. "You think this will work for me?"

Reaching out and pulling up the mask, revealing a delicate, pale and young face, Mees, who was vomiting blood from the violent vibration, did not answer, and turned his head to look at the battlefield on the other side of the gap.

On the battlefield on the other side, another Ghost Cut Mecha was caught off guard, and was also dragged by a Qin warrior to hold the mechanical arm, and the two steel giants were entangled, but the Ghost Cut Mecha could twist 360 degrees at will, and the reverse joint of the Ghost Cut Mecha gave him the upper hand, and an alloy blade had already poked into the chest of the Qin warrior who was trying to fight him in close combat.

A hint of pain flashed in Mees's eyes, and the platoon officer who taught him mecha wrestling was gone.

Turning his head to look at the ugly mecha compound eyes, Mies, whose eyes were full of pain and spitting blood, smiled. "That's right, you can finish me out in 0.1 seconds, or you can get rid of the Qin warrior in 2 seconds, even if my Qin warrior uses the naked choke technique in ancient wrestling!"

"But, don't forget, I'm not alone in my fight with you! There are hundreds of my comrades-in-arms over there! Guess they're going to let you go? Meate smiled widely.

"Yaga! Damn it! All of Asada Feng's amusement and disdain froze on his face, and the alloy thorn slammed down.

"Grandpa, I brought the head of a Jeppen devil to meet you, you will be happy!" Mees's muttering rippled softly through the public channel.

Silence at last!

In the beautiful eyes of the female soldiers, the tears that had been held back for a long time finally couldn't help but slide.

"Fire, fire! Shoot Lao Tzu! Qin Chong's hand smashed on the command seat, and his skin was opened.

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PS: I just watched the National Day military parade, and when I saw the J-20 take off, I burst into tears. That is the best tribute to the martyrs, the mountains and rivers are unharmed, this prosperous world, as you wish. No. 81192, please reply if received. (Many materials show that 81192 is a miscommunication, in fact, the aircraft number on that day should be 81194, but Fengyue believes that the number is not important, what matters is the person sitting in the cabin, the soldier who will always stay in your heart.) The people, will not forget. ）