"No, no...... Oh no, sir, the enemy mecha is coming!" a member of the logistics security force stumbled into Tang He's apartment, his face covered with sweat and black gray beyond recognition.

"What!" Hearing the news, even Tang He, who had always been calm, stood up suddenly, and at the moment when he slammed the door, a trace of inappropriateness suddenly flashed in his heart, although he didn't know where this slightest inappropriateness came from, but this sense of crisis, which had saved his life countless times on the battlefield, this was an almost instinctive intuition that a soldier who was born and died, all, he chose to believe in this kind of thing similar to the sixth sense, and fell backwards without warning, and at the same time kicked on the door frame, and the whole person flew back upside down.

A bright knife light slashed against his scalp, which immediately made him feel cold, and Tang He also knew where that inappropriate feeling came from.

The soldier who had just come running slowly, holding a short, sharp dagger in his hand, swung a knife at him.

Li Dong raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that his inevitable blow would actually make the other party dodge at a critical moment.

Moving slightly, standing in the center of the gate, he blocked the way of the Tang River.

"You're the first person tonight who can dodge my knife. Li Dong said with a smile, "Special forces? Oh no, according to your physique, it should be a mecha division, or the kind of mecha that mainly controls steady and thick mechas." So, let me guess, the A-rank mecha division peak?"

"Super A-class mecha division. Tang He said lightly, but the evil aura of slaughtering tens of millions of people in his body was no longer suppressed, and it was exuded unscrupulously, at this moment, he was no longer a general, he was a mecha division.

Li Dong grinned, and to Tang He's surprise, he didn't show a look of fear and retreat, on the contrary, he seemed to be a little happy: "I didn't expect to finally catch a big fish this time!" I didn't expect that there were so many super A-level mecha divisions in the Western Empire, and there were only two of them I encountered.

Smelling the thick bloody aura on the other party's body, Tang He's eyes narrowed: "How many people have you killed?"

Li Dong also seemed to understand that the other party was asking how many of them had been killed tonight, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "I have killed all of them tonight, but only you have discovered my disguise." I want to ask, how do you see through it?" "Isn't the makeup on my face thick enough?" No, the last officer who saw me threw up directly, but with a strong psychological quality, I restrained my psychological barrier and gave him a broken one!

"Murderous. Tang He's answer was unusually simple and unusually direct. The human body is a complex chemical reactor, and any large mood swing will produce corresponding hormones, just like before killing, the murderous aura similar to adrenaline, although weak, but like a light in the night, people who have been on the battlefield for a long time will feel it instantly.

Li Dong was speechless, his eyebrows were high and low, and he looked like a ruffian: "Brother, what you said is too profound, Lao Tzu really can't understand it!"

"You're the mecha battalion commander who went deep into our hinterland, Rekja Weike?"

"That's right, Lao Tzu doesn't change his surname, he doesn't change his name, it's really your uncle and me!"

Tang He gently moved to the window on his toes while Li Dong was speaking, but then immediately stopped. There was a cold sweat on his back, that's right, he was a super A-level mecha master, but every super A-level mecha master may not have the same level of mecha martial arts, the physical strength that the other party had just erupted, and the dagger in his hand that looked like iron and clay, all made him choose the most stable method - to avoid the edge for the time being. However, when he moved slightly, and saw that the dagger in Li Dong's hand had also turned slightly at an angle, he could only be forced to stop.

Tang He can be sure that the moment he jumps out of the window and escapes, as long as he shows his back, the other party will pierce his heart.

Beastly intuition, beastly bones. In his life, among the mecha masters he has seen, except for the master who is unattainable and his strength is like hidden in the clouds, only his talented junior disciple has such terrifying strength.

Li Dong smiled, it was so gentle, as if he was smiling with flowers, the bright firelight outside the window and the shouting of firefighting were softened, and he looked at Tang He, whose whole body was as tight as a steel wire, and said: "Tell me, where is your eldest prince Zhao Gongcheng, I can let you live." "It's weird.

"According to our alert, shouldn't you have outflanked us with the Allies during the day today? Do you still have the dignity of a soldier?" Tang He shouted loudly.

"Because I suddenly understood a truth. It's easier to kill a few people than tens of thousands. As he spoke, Li Dong swung the dagger in his hand in front of him and made a gesture of accumulating strength before attacking.

The ancient martial arts of the Mo Khan clan! Tang He's pupils constricted slightly. I didn't expect that in the Eastern Empire, a Mohan clan, such a pure ancient martial art could also be seen. What frightened him the most was not the other party's mecha martial arts, but the other party's last sentence, which reminded him of a sentence from his master in his early years.

"It's better to kill tens of millions of people than to kill a few. ”

Similar words, different semantics, but the same frightening feeling.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly there was a shout behind him.

"Be careful!" Tang He shouted these words at the same time, he used a force under his feet, seized the momentary opportunity, and smashed through the window behind him, only to hear a crisp sound of "Kala", and the whole person actually jumped out of the window on the third floor.

And Li Dong also dodged a bullet from the rear, and the radium titanium steel dagger in his hand was immediately thrown backwards.

The sound of landing sounded from behind, but Li Dong didn't look behind him and ran to the window. The height of a 3-story building may be a little higher for ordinary people, but it is not difficult for a mecha master, especially an experienced mecha master, not to mention that the other party has a super A-level level.

Watching the Tang River rise and fall a few times, it has already fallen to the ground, and then he will not rush forward.

Li Dong looked at the command-level general of the Western Empire who was about to disappear from view in front of him and smiled. Before, through the logistics security team, he used a series of methods, from threats and intimidation to torture, to find out the specific addresses of various command-level officials, and the nonsense he just had with Tang He was not untargeted.

Pulling back the dagger inserted in the head of the dead patrolman behind him, Li Dong also jumped off the small building, turning into a black shadow, hanging the Tang River in front of him from a distance.

Zhao Gongcheng, our bad debts may be liquidated unexpectedly early.

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On the other hand, as early as the explosion between the second and third lines of defense of the Western Empire, the Allied forces located on the eastern coastline had already begun to move quickly under the command of the commander of the Star Alliance.

Because they had agreed to Zheng Kai's conditions before, the allies finally launched an attack on the Western Empire, which was in the second line of defense, under the hint of this explosion that was obviously somewhat similar to a trap.

The mecha of the Star Covenant and the mecha of the Eastern Empire were clearly divided into two torrents of steel, and launched an attack on the opposing camp, and the land tanks behind it, after the protection echelon of the mechas, cooperated with the missile strikes launched by ships in the sea to strike at the third line of defense of the Western Empire.