The tragic battle began, and from the beginning of the battle, they fell into an absolute disadvantage, the neon soldiers who were able to send them a peanut with express delivery to their heads as soon as they appeared, and the neon soldiers who cooperated with each other to launch a charge after being suppressed, at this moment they deeply felt the feelings of those national soldiers who had been greeted more than once in their hearts after they were caught here.

If it weren't for the fact that they had felt the tyranny of the neon soldiers with their bodies, they would have been unable to hold on and surrender, all relying on the blood and courage of everyone who was going to die and died together.

But if nothing else, they probably won't be able to hold out for long, and in the face of the unimaginable gap in basic quality, the enemy has only invested a squadron of troops to rotate attacks, and they are already about to be unable to bear it.

"What's going on?"

Yamamoto narrowed his eyes slightly, surprised at the poor combat effectiveness of the enemy in front of him.

Bourbon, another group leader standing on the side, whispered to Yamamoto when he heard this: "Your Excellency, Wing Commander, according to the report of the soldiers in front, these enemies in front of you should be laborers from the original military port, but they just picked up the weapons of the dead soldiers and fled here. ”

Yamamoto touched his chin and looked at the battle area in front of him, his eyes were extremely cold, "In other words, the enemy who really invaded our country and almost crippled our department has not been exposed, has it?" ”

"Hey!" Captain Bourbon bowed his head in response.

"Pass the order and let the soldiers slow down the offensive, but they are just cell people, and they have no power to resist in front of my great neon imperial army." Yamamoto smiled coldly, "Since the enemy has chosen to distract us by releasing this waste and arming them instead of letting them flee and create chaos, it means that these people must have value to our real enemies that we don't notice." ”

"They're bait, and as long as our enemies still care about these people, they'll definitely touch them." Speaking of which, Yamamoto's hand holding the command knife burst out because of the excessive force, "Then we can use their blood to wash away our shame." ”

Bourbon beckoned, and an orderly trotted over and accepted the task.

After the order was issued, the offensive of the last brigade of the Yamamoto Wing slowed down without leaving a trace, and forced the dogs unhurriedly, not allowing them to escape, nor allowing them to be directly defeated.

Thinking of the aggrieved death of the other two brigades under his command, Yamamoto had a nameless fire burning in his heart, and the only thing he knew was that the soldiers of the Great Neon Empire could be killed without any resistance on a large scale, and only poison gas could be done, although he found no traces of the use of poison gas bombs at the scene, but the death of the soldiers was the best evidence.

The research and development of this kind of thing is very lucky, and an accident is likely to find a powerful madness with a colorless and odorless poison gas bomb, although Yamamoto does not want to believe that such a threatening thing has been discovered and created, but the bloody reality has to make him think in this direction.

As long as the enemy hiding in the shadows pays some attention to the recalcitrant laborers in front of them, they will not easily use poison gas weapons, which do not have long eyes, and will not be able to include non-extermination targets of onlookers.

And as long as the enemy doesn't use gas bombs, a head-on fight is a loss and the damn bastards knock out a few teeth.

When Yamamoto thought that he had a bright future and a bright future, but in a blink of an eye, he had to think about whether there would be someone to collect the body after his death, whether he would become a generation of celebrities in the history of the Great Neon Empire's Army, and become a classic textbook on the textbook, he felt sad.

God is pitiful, he wants to be a textbook, but what he wants to be is a positive character that will last for generations, not as a negative textbook for thousands of years.

Sitting quietly on the ground, sitting cross-legged with her legs crossed, her eyes closed, Helibel unhurriedly recycled the killer bees that had changed from her flesh and blood, in fact, she wanted to do it quickly, but the suppression of the forces of different worlds after coming to this world with strict rules made her unable to hurry up anyway, which made Helibel look at Yamamoto and their direction from time to time with some anxiety.

Although it was a trick rather than a hard match, Helibel relied on Yamamoto United's ignorance of her and really annihilated two-thirds of their men, and Yamamoto United's team can be said to have been completely disabled by Herribel, and the losses were so heavy that it can be said that the United team has basically lost its combat effectiveness.

But this is of little use to those laborers who were rescued by Helibel, and with the little more than a brigade of Yamamoto United's remaining brigade trying to crush the dogs, they are still only a matter of minutes, and the gap between the levels of the two sides is too great.

This makes Helibel's mood not very good, if it is the mud that can't support the wall, Helibel won't care how badly they are treated, anyway, there are many people in this world, and it doesn't matter if some of the inferior products are cleaned up, but the laborers who are being attacked by the Yamamoto United in front are different, they have proved that they are not mud with their own practical actions.

"Tsk! Hold on! It's coming, it's coming, I'm going to rush over and help you right away. Helibel glanced at the wandering girl behind her, a stand-in that was gradually converging behind her.

The killer bee can be perfectly controlled by Khribel because her double merges with each killer bee when she creates it, which means that each killer bee has a part of her double inside it.

As a result, if Helribel can't collect all the killer bees, she'll have to stay in this world for an unknown amount of time because of the damage to her double.

For Heribel, going home was the first priority, and pulling people from a country that resembled her home country in the world was the second priority.

She is not from this world, just because she is very similar to her former motherland, so she can't help but want to help them, help is love, not to help is duty, Helibel has no intention of giving everything to this world, which has nothing to do with her.

Yamamoto looked indifferently at the offensive and defensive battle between the front and the laborers, raised his hand from time to time, looked at the time he wore the watch on his wrist, and his face became gloomy little by little.

"Sure enough, these people are just real invaders who have been pushed out as cannon fodder to attract our attention, so there's no need to wait."