"The road is too far, how can hundreds of millions of residents in the Caribbean be evacuated?" It's not that Samir didn't want to take refuge in the war zone, but it was really difficult to achieve it, unless he jumped over with the spaceport.

The Caribbean's spaceports have a long history, and the risk of jumping is extremely high. Not to mention the huge target, the conference will not encounter a surprise attack when it lands, and there will be many jumps over long distances, and energy is a difficult problem to solve. There are still more than 300 million inhabitants in the port, and the slightest accident will have to be wiped out along with the spaceport.

"Samir, build mechs, don't want ships or anything. For the last time, let's break the kettle! I'll bring my wife and children to the battlefield with you. If you don't finish the last missile, you will never admit defeat. ”

"There are still two lines of defense and a population of 300 million, what are you afraid of? At least I can deal with those cold-blooded weapons for another two months, it's a big deal to build mechas! I also agree, hit the last missile. ”

"I agree too! Horizontal and vertical are all deaths, so why not die a little more valuable? ”

"Haha, are pirates still afraid of death? Samir, are you in the wrong place! ”

……

In the communication channel, the soldiers who fought bloodily quarreled even more enthusiastically. The excitement seems to belong only to the communication channel, and it can't hide Samir's embarrassment.

"Samir, the Federation can't go back, although we all know that you are the high-ranking general of the Ten Swords of Beacon Fire......"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"What's the nonsense? Fan Ying has already revealed it to us. ”

"Mingshuo, shut up!"

"Samir, let me ask you, would you like to live and die with our pirates?"

In the communication channel, tens of thousands of kilometers of angry shouting and heavy hammers came over like a drum, shaking the electromagnetic noise in the stereo one after another. It's all like this, and he couldn't stop Mingshuo's mouth and force him to shake out the truth.

Samir was stunned, not knowing what to reply. She used to be a pirate mercenary, and she had been in the Federation with Yun Ge for a long time, always having the illusion that she was a Federation person. In fact, the Federation didn't even recognize General Yufu, how could they recognize her as the captain of the Xuanyuan Sword.

"Samir, I'm willing to take the role of vice-captain and die for you. Finally, I would like to ask you, would you like to finish the last missile with our pirates? ”

Mingshuo did not give up, and pressed Samir in the communication.

Samir pondered for a moment, but did not agree, nor did he say no. "Go back to Hong Kong and consult with the Acting Governor. It's okay to make a mecha for another round, but you have to leave a way back. I don't want to be homeless anymore, I'd rather die without a place to bury. When you die, you should also leave a thought for the deceased to go home. ”

"Samir ......"

"Let's go back to Hong Kong first." Samir was still unwilling to make a decision and decided to return to Hong Kong.

After the deer governor left, Samir was too busy to do it alone, and there was indeed an acting governor in the Caribbean, or the old ministry of Muyan. But the decision-making power for most of the affairs in Hong Kong is still in Samir's hands.

Before Pipsqueak left, he made it clear that Samir should control the leadership of the army no matter what, and not let the decision-making power of other affairs be too loose. This is the territory of pirates, not comparable to the Thirteen Galaxies.

Samir, who is strong on the battlefield, always hopes that someone will save her when it comes to managing internal affairs, and is not very willing to make too decisive decisions.

Mu Yang is gone, the deer governor is gone, and the war is like this again, she knows that she can't escape this catastrophe, and she only hopes that the deer sister can come back as soon as possible.

Back in Hong Kong, the Caribbean unanimously passed a resolution to fight the last missile with Samir. Contrary to public opinion, Samir had no choice but to order the evacuation of six spaceports and the construction of a second line of defense.

On the sixth day of the withdrawal to the spaceport, Samir practiced his guns at the training ground very early.

The dark matter vortex can only last for a week, tomorrow may be the deadline, and whether it is life or death depends on the future battle.

"Samir, the whirlpool is disappearing quickly, it may not last more than a few hours, let's go early." Mingshuo, who said that he would replace Samir's deputy, officially became the second-in-command of the escort. After receiving the latest vortex signal detection report, he personally ran to the training ground to find her.

Samir took off his goggles and put his submachine gun in the suitcase beside him, ready for it. "Go early! According to Daminos's precedent, you and I are in the same mech. She picked up her suitcase and prepared to go.

"I, can I?" Nashuo froze in place, his hands clasped in front of his chest, a little flattered.

"There must be a lot of troops from the Mechanized Corps this time, and maybe there is an engineering team that specializes in the 'Dark Matter Vortex'. Governor Deer is not here, and I need someone to support my decision. There was a little uncertainty in Samir's compassionate eyes. After Pipsqueak left, she had this uncertain look in her eyes from time to time.

"It's a great honor!" Mingshuo took the suitcase in Samir's hand, stepped aside very gentlemanly, and made a "please" gesture.

The escort team left the port, and through the distant whirlpool, they did see a piece of intelligent mecha pressed by the black pressure. The formation in which they are deployed is impeccable.

Leading a group of patchwork grass platform teams, Samir had an indescribable daunting feeling in his heart. She had fought more than 100 space battles, large and small, and she had never felt this way, including the time when she lost General Yufu again in Maya's outer space.

"Are you nervous? The mechs are all newly made, so what's there to be nervous about! Mingshuo brought two cups of cold brew milk tea, one to Samir and one to himself, trying to lighten the mood - Daminos used to do this.

Samir glanced at him, ignored him, and didn't answer his milk tea.

Mingshuo: "......"

Does the invincible Captain Xuanyuan Sword have a sociophobia?

The milk tea in his hand was held for a while, and then he heard Samir say, "Keep it, you can use it when you send me up Huangquan Road." ”

"What...... What the?! Mingshuo's hand with the milk tea shook, and she almost dropped the sugar-free milk tea that sent her captain to Huangquan Road.

"Watch out for artillery fire ahead." Samir's understatement of alarm has passed, and he has already opened the safety valve and slapped Mingshuo and his milk tea on the wall of the mecha.

Obviously, her wake-up words were not said to Mingshuo.

Mingshuo had a cup of milk tea in one hand, was wrapped in anti-collision glue and stood firm against the wall, and inexplicably exclaimed in his mind: "The milk tea didn't spill out at all." ”

While amazed, he found that the mecha had flipped into a roller coaster at 720 degrees in the control net, and after narrowly avoiding several cruise missiles, two miniature missiles were unloaded and intercepted thirteen cruise missiles at an extremely delicate angle.

The war began, and the MechCorps opened fire through the vortex of dark matter that was nearing the end of its energy, and Samir intercepted the missile with unmistakable accuracy.

Although the missile course that crossed the terminal vortex was deviated, it was not swallowed up by the "black hole" and properly passed through the final checkpoint of the first line of defense in the Caribbean.

Boom, Boom, ......Boom, Boom

The intelligent mechs that have completed the test are not ready to waste missiles, and come over the vortex of virtual existence, ready for hand-to-hand combat.

"Hold the formation! Don't fight hard with them, those who can't bear it will jump urgently. Samir turned on the mech to suppress the formation, shouting in the communication channel while unlocking the safety valve.

Mingshuo, who was suddenly loosened by the anti-collision glue, was a little confused.

"Put the milk tea in the storage bag and hurry to the co-pilot. Listen to my commands. After giving the order, Samir sat in the cockpit and waited.

"Oh!" Mingshuo was stupid, and hurriedly packed the milk tea and put it in the cabinet. After doing all this, he went to the passenger seat and sat down with a heartbeat and a bungede-like prostration, waiting for Samir's command.

The first time I cooperated with the captain of the Xuanyuan Sword of the famous universe, the vice captain always felt that she was awesome, thinking that she would be useless, and the brain waves were always short-circuited.