The soldiers in the guard squad looked at the spear in their hand, and then looked at the Gatling machine gun as thick as a telephone pole in the opponent's mecha hand, and their faces were full of bitterness.

Is this man crazy? Where did someone drive the mecha into the ship's command room, how did he get in?

The answer is simple, hard squeezed in.

The people of the Western Empire did not resist, they were brave, and they had to use it in the right place, using human flesh to fight against a mecha of more than ten meters? That is a fool's job.

Li Dong looked at the Western Empire people in front of him with great satisfaction, put down the guns in their hands one by one, and ordered in high spirits: "Everyone, hand over all the previous things to me!"

The people of the Western Empire were stunned. What, what? Shouldn't you completely disarm us, check for possible danger, and then torture us and capture us completely? What kind of play is this?

Li Dong didn't pay attention to them, the mecha stepped forward, reached out, and grabbed a Western Empire soldier who looked like he should be the commander of the ship with a huge mecha arm, shook it skillfully, and shook it, and suddenly the commander was left with only a pair of close-fitting underwear on his body, and everything else stuck to Li Dong's mecha's palm like kraft candy. That skill, apparently, has been doing more than this for a while.

Li Dong was disdainful. Do you need to disarm? There's only one pair of pants left, and I don't want to be afraid that you can hide some weapons of mass destruction in there.

The people in the ship were silent and silent, and they were stripped naked one by one, and they all became an underpants party. So much so that in the end, when the official navy sent people up, they only saw a group of shirtless guys wearing only underwear, and they saw themselves pounce as if they were seeing their relatives, which was called enthusiasm! When the mecha unit led by Li Dong wreaked havoc on most of the ships of the Western Empire, the Star Covenant also launched an attack to cooperate with its allies in order to cause the greatest damage to the enemy.

Because he knew that it was the Eastern Empire's support troops coming, the 8th Division of the Star Alliance, which had no worries, also moved out all its heavy equipment and carried out a defenseless full firepower output. In this, there may be a certain element of performance, how to say that the proud Star Alliance people are carrying this time, and at this time, they must also show themselves in front of their allies, the reason why they are at a disadvantage is just a moment of carelessness.

"Missile, GF3245 position, launch!" Murong Manying received an order from his superiors and commanded the missile forces to carry out a comprehensive counterattack against the Western Empire at sea. Because at this time, the sea has turned into a sea of fire due to the attack of the Eastern Empire, so even at night, the target can still be seen clearly, and the dead radar system that was originally shielded has finally resumed normal operation.

One after another, missiles were launched from the island, heading towards the ships of the Western Empire, which were currently not being attacked by the Eastern Empire troops.

I have to say that because of its own developed economy and strong science and technology, the Star Alliance has driven its own military industry to be extremely powerful.

Li Dong, who had finished the work of collecting "prisoners" and "disarming", returned to the deck of the ship, and happened to see the missiles sent out by the Star Alliance, cutting through the sky, and when it reached the highest point, the warhead suddenly split into countless petals, spread out in the air like five fingers, drawing arcs one after another, gathering, and finally meeting in one place, perfectly striking at the target ship.

"Boom!"

The downed ships of the Western Empire were suddenly surrounded by a sea of fire, and Li Dong's eyes narrowed slightly. It stands to reason that the warships of the Western Empire can be described as thick-skinned, and even if the Star Alliance's missiles hit them like shotguns, they shouldn't sink all at once!

After adjusting the screen in the mecha, it happened that a warship of the Western Empire was hit again by this kind of missile like a converging scattered bomb, looking at the scene in the camera, Li Dong gasped.

"Good fellow!" he exclaimed.

It turned out that those small missiles that were like scattered bombs after splitting did not hit the target at the same time, and there were subtle differences in between, an armor-piercing bullet like a sniper rifle first hit the deck of the ship, and a certain large hole suddenly appeared, while a missile with the same effect as a burst bomb immediately followed, exploded at that breach, and tore almost the entire deck of the ship through a breach that could only allow one person to pass through. And in the end, there was a decisive missile that quickly rushed into the ship's cabin, and after a flash of explosion, the fire burst into the sky.

This is an incendiary missile.

Each missile has its own role, and the sequence is clear, orderly, and almost like an assembly line.

Li Dong looked at it and grinned. In the Shenwu Empire, I have never seen such a missile, no wonder, such a small number of troops, guarding such a small island with no geographical advantages, can still hold for so many days, the people of the Star Alliance, it is not for nothing.

He even had a little luck in his heart, but fortunately, his intentional or unintentional actions tied the Star Alliance to the chariot of the Shenwu Empire, otherwise, if the Star Alliance chose to support the Western Empire, or even their own troops in the middle galaxy, it would be a very terrible result for the Eastern Empire.

At this moment, he clearly felt that the scientific and technological strength of the Star Alliance had been transformed into a powerful military strength.

This naval battle was won completely under the surprise attack of Li Dong's mecha troops, the subsequent cooperation of the Shenwu Empire Navy, and the subsequent cooperation of the defender, the 8th Division of the Star Alliance Marine Corps.

......

After the victory, it is natural to clean up the battlefield and at the same time correct your own troops and other tedious work to do, but what makes Li Dong the most headache is the military meeting between the two sides - damn it, the faces of the Star Alliance, looking at their eyes, it is really not how friendly it is!

Li Dong is not a soft egg, you stare at me, not only do I want to stare back at you, I also want you to be treated the same amount. Therefore, when Jerry Messi entered the temporary military tent, he saw Li Dong with a group of officers and soldiers of the 15th Battalion, and his own troops were staring at each other, and the eyes of both sides were bigger than bull's eyes, and they were about to fall out.

"Nonsense, what are you guys doing, are you being naïve compared to them!" Jerry shouted angrily, although he was reprimanding his own troops, but he was obviously referring to Sang scolding Huai, and faintly said that Li Dong's group was naïve.

Of course, Li Dong also heard it, and when he saw that the top officials on both sides had not arrived anyway, he immediately pointed at Jerry and shouted loudly: "Hey, aren't you the one who called it, you drove a mecha like a bear last time, and I even hit the out of the forehead? Why haven't you died!"

Jerry almost burst into flames when he heard Li Dong's direct scolding, glared at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Reykja, you remember for me, I, Jerry Messi, will ...... you one day."

"Hey, so your name is so cowardly!" Li Dong waved his hand, "But a little person like you, even if I say it, I will definitely forget it, you better save your energy! Oh, and your eyeballs are going to fall out!" "Laugh, now, it seems that you are playing a game of staring!"

Jerry held his breath, almost holding back his internal injuries, turned around, ignored Li Dong's continued provocation, walked to a corner, sat down, and waited for the start of the military meeting.

Li Dong pursed his lips boringly, he thought that the other party would be very manly to attack him, so he had a reason to fight, he didn't expect this guy named Jerry to be so tolerant, and he was about to become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

The sleeves of his shirt were pulled, and when he turned around, Li Dong saw a face with three bitter smiles and seven points of kindness.

Raised eyebrows: "Hey, hey, who are you, don't pull my sleeves if you're not familiar, I don't have a habit of breaking sleeves!"

Murong Satisfaction, who originally wanted to come up to say hello, smiled bitterly and rolled his eyes: "Hey, you rascal, you can talk to people!" I originally wanted to thank you for coming to the rescue.

"Oh, it turned out to be a little white face!" Li Dong pretended to recognize the other party and nodded, "Why do I say it's so familiar." Anyway, if you don't wear your white outfit, I'm really uncomfortable for a while!"

Murong Manying was angry and funny. Damn, we seem to have seen it in the rear military district!

"I think you'd better keep your distance from me. Li Dong looked at Murong Manying, and then at the officers and soldiers of the Star Alliance who cast suspicious glances, and this time reminded him with surprisingly kindness. He himself knew that although he might still have some reputation among the people of the Star Alliance, he might not be too popular in the Star Alliance's army. As a guy who is quite kind to himself, I have to be reminded.

Murong Manying looked around, smiled, and shook his head: "It's okay, the Star Alliance and the Eastern Empire will always be the best strategic partners." To paraphrase an official sentence, in fact, the two sides are the hooligan in front of him and himself, or his family. There are some elements of wooing, but there is no lack of true feelings in their hearts.

Li Dong raised his eyebrows, carefully looked at the strange little white face in front of him, and finally realized why he didn't have any prejudices against him.

This guy resembles the third prince Ari, like, too similar! Not in terms of physiognomy and facial features, but in the kind of similar temperament that mixes shrewdness and idealistic enthusiasm.

"Hey, little white face, you can't be the illegitimate son of Sandra III, right?" asked Li Dong quietly.

Murong Manying: "......"