More and more field troops were gathered, and I realized that there was really no other way to leave unless I forced my way out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Taking advantage of the chaos right now, it should be my only chance.

No longer thinking about superfluous things, I ran forward with all my might. Signals of inquiry kept coming from all around, and I couldn't hide my identity anymore and continued to advance rapidly.

Soon there was a warning on the tactical network that my identity had become illegal, and that my attempt to change my identity again had failed.

The mechs tried to get closer to each other and hinder my movements.

I know that life and death are at stake in this move, and I use my strength to eat milk and run for my life.

"The countdown to the self-detonation begins, 10, 9, 8, 7 ......"

Independent of Mrs. Wall's tactical network, the control network of the armor belt sends out an alarm for the final countdown to self-detonation.

The mechs continued to narrow the aisle, and I guess they didn't fire because they were afraid of accidental injury. Even so, it seems like an impossible task to evacuate in time.

I no longer thought about whether I would succeed or not, and I rushed forward with my head covered.

Along the way, several slender robots tried to stop me, but I knocked them out of the way.

The countdown to the armor belt has been completed, and the internet indicates that a bright red color has appeared. I was still 50 meters away from the exit.

The beating began to tremble, and some terrifying force was stirred up under his feet. The hard ground rises and falls like waves on the surface of the water.

My feet started to be unsteady, but even then I didn't give up, and I strengthened my control over my calves and stopped thinking about attrition. Only 30 meters from the exit.

Mrs. Wall's tactical network began to give orders to retreat, and the mechs swarmed back. Drones, transport planes, attack planes, etc., retreated in the direction of the base first, leaving the infantry to stagger back on the wavy floor.

The view turned gray, and the lighting was obscured by dust. The floor can no longer maintain the stability of the face, and the ravines are interspersed with vertical and horizontal ravines.

I leapt over a few freshly formed fissures and dodge the huge rocks coming from overhead.

Seeing that the exit was in front of him, a black patch covered the surroundings, and the huge pressure came from the top of his head, there was no room for struggle, and everything fell into darkness in an instant.

.......

The alarms of the life support system were constant, and the eyepiece display showed that the existing air could only last less than 10 minutes, and it was dark outside, and I felt that I was filled with something up and down, left and right, and I couldn't move.

"It seems that we can only go so far, and we are really close."

The last moment was still in front of me, and I was probably only 1 meter away from the exit, and I was smashed to the ground by the dust.

There should be a dense dust around, and even with the advanced filtration system of the combat suit, it is impossible to find a single speck of air that can be used as breathing.

If it is in the area controlled by the defense army, you can still count on rescue, no one can count on it here, if you can't get out of trouble by yourself, you can only wait for death.

When I was a child, I was often bullied by people because I was frail and sick, and my father was too strict when I was a teenager, and I was rebellious because I was a teenager, and when my family suffered a disaster when I was a teenager, I was the only one left in the family, and when I was in college, I chose history, learned about the past of mankind, and aspired to become a historian of history.

With the past scenes appear in front of me, I have an inexplicable touch, far away my life is still very exciting, although there are too many sadness and unsatisfactory, but these are different from the war, only in the era of peace can enjoy the life, in my current opinion, is so beautiful.

"Alright! Although I am not married and do not have a family of my own, I have experienced a lot of things in my life, and reluctantly speaking, I have no regrets in this life. ”

The life support device beeped sharply, the air was only available for less than 30 seconds, and I had almost a minute to live. I encouraged myself to endure it a little longer, and everything would be fine in a while. I will enter a world of peace and serenity, where there will be no more pain and sorrow.

A slight vibration came from in front of him, and the random sound of large chunks of dirt and stones collapsing.

The pressure in the chest has become less.

With the idea of trying it out, I began to exert my strength, but my limbs were still wrapped in the mud, and it took all my strength to move every millimeter. Oxygen is consumed sharply, and the amount of air in half a minute has bottomed out.

I waited a while, felt the air start to get cloudy, and decided to make one last effort, and if I couldn't get out of it, I would let it be.

The heaviness was still there, but I knew there was no way back. I lost the oxygen, and it was impossible to exert myself at that time, so I gathered all my strength on the knee of my right leg and lifted the knee in the direction of my chest. There was a lot of resistance, but it wasn't immobile, and at the end, I felt like my body was prostrating, and the pressure on my knees disappeared all at once.

Unconscious, almost dying, I kept kicking my right leg. With the last kick, the life support device regained its sustenance.

The head and body felt itchy and painful. In this situation, I was unable to do anything but allow my body to adapt to the oxygenated environment on its own.

Ten minutes later, I left the 22-layer armor belt buried in the dirt and stepped up a steep slope to the upper floor.

It was not that I did not consider the possibility of the Wolf base being directly buried by a large amount of sediment, and in the end I rejected this idea. While the idea of the mechanical fleet being completely buried is tempting, consider the air in the space underneath, the structure of the base, and the existence of lava rivers. It is impossible to actually kill them by simply detonating themselves with armor belts. It's a pity, but with a small amount of personal strength, it's good to be able to play such a role.

As the steep slope climbed, I accessed Mrs. Wall's tactical network on this level. Through a special routing system, they are reconnected to their home base WAN. As I predicted, the main base is still alive and well, and the mechs have begun to clear the sortie lanes.

I found a whole new kind of existence on the Internet, which is different from ordinary mechs, even the Wolf Elite, with a huge amount of computing and the highest priority in the WAN. Through constant surveillance, I found that they are coordinating the various forces of the base, demanding that the armament be completed as soon as possible, and that they are ready to take action against the hundreds of millions of tons of sand on the base.

These newcomers are supposed to be Mrs. Wall's starships. It seems that they are planning to open a way directly with the main guns of the starship.

I suddenly had doubts about my success. How long will it be able to hold them off just by relying on the self-detonation of one armor belt. It seems that the mechanical fleet has been dispatched, and under the attack of the starship's main guns, the mountains are like mud and sand pressing on the head of the mechanical fleet, is it really unshakable?

I don't have the confidence that I can hold them back for much longer. The planetary bombardment I have experienced has taught me that in front of a starship, many things cannot be considered with common sense.

I want to make persistent efforts, if one armor belt doesn't work, just ten, if ten doesn't work, twenty, I can't, and if all 22 armor belts explode by themselves, the mechanical fleet can easily get out of trouble.

The huge space of the twenty-first floor is right in front of you.

I noticed that the mechs were gathering here, and they must have received orders to stop me from continuing to detonate the armor belt.

Unfortunately, there are a lot fewer mechanics here than there are on the next level, do they really think that this kind of goods alone will stop me?