I continued my journey with a heavy heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoWith Salaman's guidance, the rest of the trip was much easier. The source of the greatest fear, the jet, has also become predictable. Everything was going smoothly, but my heart was getting darker and heavier.

My communication with Salaman has led me to discover an obvious pitfall, and it is impossible for me to watch my beloved solar system jump into it.

However, he was only a junior captain, and he was the most inconspicuous infantry captain in the army.

How can I do that?

I am soft-spoken, and I will not listen to me, and even if I do, I will not believe it. But this information does represent Mrs. Wall's trap.

Instead of rebuilding their fleet on Mars, they are stationed on Mars with the strength they already have. If the government of the solar system thinks that it has mastered the strength of the secret fleet in the depths of Mars, eighty percent of it is estimated from the resources provided for it in the past 130 years.

If Mrs. Wall hadn't come empty, but had brought with her the main force of their own fleet, the general fleet of their own field, then all calculations would have been skewed.

I don't doubt now that, according to Colonel Galen's plan, the Proxima Centauri fleet will be hit hard. But I doubt very much what Mrs. Wall will lose after taking out the Proxima Centauri fleet.

The government's optimistic estimate is that they will be defeated by Proxima Centauri. According to the colonel's wishful thinking, when the two forces are still breathing, the main force of the solar system space fleet will appear, and they will destroy the devil's fleet with a thunderous force, and then force my second lady to hand over the technical information and return to the Wolf Star Domain with a powerful sense of oppression.

Will the results really be that rosy?

Knowing the truth, I have no doubt that it should be Mrs. Wall who will win the final victory. And our fleet will be killed by the wrong estimation of strength, and then the solar system will also taste the bitter fruit of defeat.

We can't let that happen. I meditated on what I could do.

Finally I realized that there was nothing I could do about Madame Wall's fleet, but I could block their primary access and delay the departure of the mechanical fleet as long as possible.

Although I feel that even if the departure of the mechanical fleet is delayed, the final outcome will still be difficult to change, but if I don't do my best and obey the destiny of heaven, I will not be able to rest easy in my life.

Nothing to say all the way. With Salaman's supply at the bottom, I was able to hold out for a week or so, and it wasn't impossible to get out of the depths of the earth during that time.

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After a journey that was by no means easy, I finally left the dangerous river of faces after two prosthetic limbs failed one after the other. I didn't go far before I came to the exit of the armored belt.

Seeing the exit of the armored belt guarded by the mechanical guards in the distance, I was dashed with the last shred of hope.

The highest expectation was that the battle on the ground would end with the victory of the defense forces. Without worries, the colonel was able to eliminate even greater wrongdoings and solve the underground battle. If you can see the fully armed Defence soldiers at the exit of the armor belt, it will be the perfect ending.

It's a pity that the guards are robots, which means that at least in the underground defense forces did not have the initiative to grasp the situation. It's still Mrs. Wall in control.

All for the sake of the Motherland and my compatriots, I decided to disobey the order of the colonel and block the mechanical fleet in the depths of Mars. I understand very well that it is impossible to checkmate the fleet by means of a blockade, at least to buy enough time for the defense forces.

There are as many as 22 armored belts in the blockade of the tunnels, and they are not only responsible for protecting the passages, but also responsible for suppressing the actions of the secret fleet.

For this purpose, a special set of instructions is needed as proof for the opening of the armor belt, and once something is found to be wrong, the armor belt will explode directly, burying the huge starship attack path with hundreds of thousands of tons of sediment from Mars.

It is clear to me that if this is done, it will be seen by the colonel and others that Deng Ruo has betrayed the special forces. They wouldn't accept the argument that all of Avalon's members were pressing, after all, encountering subhumans in the magma river, this tune itself was unbelievable, not to mention the speculation about Mrs. Wall's strength that came out by analogy. The mere appearance of Salamane is as absurd as the Arabian Nights.

I myself have the ability to trigger the mechanism of the armor belt to self-detonate, the continuous 22 layers of armor belt, the biggest problem for me is the distance, starting to self-detonate, blocking the passage is a matter of easy solution.

Approaching the 22nd floor underground, it was similar to the first floor, the starship's armor plates flashed with a heavy light, as if no external force was under their words. Wide ground access runs through the armor belt to the next level.

When approaching the belt, it is easy to connect to the control center of the belt. Although I don't know what the secret key is, I can't activate it properly, but I can destroy it, and that's all thanks to the self-destruct mechanic.

Faced with the towering armor belt, I couldn't do anything as I watched the mechs scrupulously monitoring even the vehicles from the base.

It's easy to provoke self-destruction, but it's hard to make up your mind. This means that I will break with the Wehrmacht, whether the war can be won or not, it will no longer be my victory, and I will become a sinner, a traitor, and find a hunt for the entire solar system for everyone, including my comrades-in-arms, my friends, and Karin's spurned colleagues.

I will not have a chance to defend myself, and I will bear the reputation of a traitor until I die.

The thought of Karin being disappointed in me makes my heart ache. However, the end of being destroyed by Mrs. Wall is not what I want to see.

The practice of hesitation did not last long, but the inner struggle was fierce. On the one hand, I have to resist the loss of being misunderstood, and on the other hand, I have to convince myself that any advance notice is impractical and will not be accepted by the defense forces, and I will not have a second chance to change the tide of the war except to implement it directly.

I finally got the feeling that the opposition was desperate to stop the detachment from moving. I didn't expect that in the end, I would have to stop the secret fleet from attacking.

I think of the opposition fighters who tried to kill me, but instead lost their lives. Most of them were good guys, who were killed in a desperate attempt to stop the solar system from slipping into Lady Wall's insidious plan. I played a great role in the slaying of them, and while it is not surprising to those who do not know, in fact once again my hands were stained with the blood of those who were supposed to be my companions.

In this way, I am no longer entitled to enjoy peace in peace, and I must pay the price for what I have done.

Thinking of this, I am no longer due to. Invade the control center and modify the instruction set of the existing mode. With the launch of the new directive, the control center of the armor belt issued a warning.

"Illegal operation, plan zero has been triggered, and the center has entered the countdown to the self-destruct program. Self-destruct timer 10-minute countdown ......"

It's a very important thing, and the impact is very far-reaching, but it's incredibly easy to do, which makes people feel unreal.

I know this is only the first step in a long march of thousands of miles, and that in order to enclose the mechanical fleet in the depths of Mars, another 20 layers of armor belts need to be detonated.

The mechanical guards were already alarmed, and a group of mechanical soldiers led by an elite Wolf similar to Antanis rushed to the scene. The hum of drone engines sounded in mid-air, and the farther distance, the roar of attack aircraft, and the footsteps of heavy tanks shaking the ground were approaching.

On the tactical network, the alarm pulls and thinks, and the mechs are desperate to get closer to the armor belt area.

I can't stay here any longer, and I'll stay here with them once all exits are blocked by the mechs.

Far away from that Wolf elite, I disguised myself as an ordinary logistics robot on the tactical network. In the course of the rapid rush, several contacts asking for identities appeared, and they all replied with messages with fake identities. With no one to stop me, I ran to the exit as fast as I could.

A pair of mechs converged, and due to the logistic robots, my operation was a low priority, and I had to wait for some high-priority field troops to pass before I could continue.

The countdown to the self-detonation of the armor belt is counting back in 5 minutes, and I am less than 500 meters away from the nearest exit.

The yield notice appeared, and I had to hold back my eagerness to open the way. Mrs. Wall's tactical personnel carrier sped by. Transport planes appeared in the sky, and more mechs were transported to the area.

On the tactical network, the path leading to the three exits of the armor belt instantly changed to a red color that was forbidden to pass.

It's a trouble, if you don't hurry up, when it happens, I really don't have to go.