The assistant consul threw himself forward, and the glutinous rice dumplings under the squeaky nest almost fell down the stairs. The crowd of people who were pushing and fleeing for their lives instantly drowned the two of them under the surging soles of their shoes.

"Don't let that little wolf cub go! She may be a spy of the Holy Fire Alliance. ”

Abel was shot in the shoulder, and there was still no blood in his heart, and he wanted to kill the glutinous rice dumplings.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! …… If you want to live, get out of the way! ”

More than a dozen professional bodyguards held guns and pushed through the crowd to find the glutinous rice dumplings that were lost in the crowd and were strangled and unable to shout.

"Save Guoguo......" Behind the silver shield, he sniped at the hand of the assistant consul with a gun, dropped the gun in his hand and buckled the wrist of the chicken. As the hard feeling of her breath twitching spread to the wrist of the chicken, the feeling was very obvious. - The one who sniped the assistant of the consul was Zhe Zhiwan. Her voice, as harsh as the twitching breath in her mouth and nose, "She is...... Black...... Kim ......"

"I know." The rooster reflex shield against him, blocking the laser bullets that continued to shoot at the two of them, clasped Zhe Zhiwan's wrist, let her arm around her shoulder, and set the person up and retreated into the corner.

Most of the locations where Zhe Zhiwan was shot were in the heart and lung area, and he could count more than a dozen bullet holes at a glance. When the chicken lifted her up and stepped back, the blood in her chest overflowed from her mouth and nose as if it were full, and it made people's hearts ache for a while.

The ghost sent the gods, and the spiritual link between the chicken and Yun Ge was connected at that moment. Yun Ge, who was smoking in a half-truth and half-false prayer posture, suddenly opened his eyes, and the iris was full of bloodstains, burning his eyes like a burning pain. "Child......ish," he snorted softly, and the cigarette butt between his fingers fell on the balcony, splashing a small spark on the floor along the side of the alley.

Suddenly there were gunshots outside the alley, far and near, and there were really people following the mechanical mercenaries in the city to search for members of the Holy Fire Alliance to fight in the streets, I don't know if it was civilians or the Self-Defense Forces. Yun Ge didn't get any news of the SDF's actions, and he didn't dare to take the initiative to contact them, for fear of revealing his address and implicating Pippi.

At the critical moment, not to mention the sacrifice of the pawn to protect the handsome, even if the car is to protect the handsome, it is necessary. As long as the engineers on the dark web are safe, the fringe humans of Maya have a chance to flop.

Yun Ge, who kept saying that he was unwilling to participate in the war, acted very honestly, and every minute and every second was his most sophisticated strategic deployment.

Pipsqueak, who heard the gunshots, came over to the kitchen.

Yun Ge's eyes were still stained with blood stains on Zhe Zhiwan's body. He turned around suddenly, and seeing that she hadn't entered the kitchen, he quickly closed the sliding door on the balcony, and the spirit link changed the ultimate command of the chicken: "After completing the task, be sure to bring me the mango fruit." To live to see people, to die to see corpses. ”

He didn't care if Pipsqueak heard the instructions in his head, rushed out and took her into his arms, buried his head in her shoulder socket, and hugged her for a long time and refused to let go—the blood stains on the iris were rusty, and they lingered anyway. He was afraid that if he let go, it would be Pipsqueak who would fall.

"What's wrong with you? Did you do something bad that made me angry, and you were afraid that I would run away? Pipsqueak stuck his fingers in his slightly messy hair and rubbed the back of his head as if he were head. With you, worried I'll be scared of gunfire outside? ”

“…… Smoking burns the milk. "General Yufu never blushes when he lies, and he comes easily.

Pipsqueak: "......"

I said, "Why am I so hungry?"

"Go and save all mankind! I'll boil you the milk again. Yun Ge let go of Pippi, grabbed her shoulders and turned her away from him, pushed her to the computer, pressed the person to the chair, and tapped the computer screen with his chin. The progress bar is almost finished, you hurry. ”

"I want to tell you that I hacked the secret version of the 'Mayan Star Power Transfer Order', which requires the Chief Archon's genetic key and a handwritten signature to take effect, and only this version is recognized by the headquarters of the Control Bureau." Pipsqueak pulls up the secret order on the screen and asks Yunge. "But I don't dare to give it to the chicken. Arendelle's information interception technology is so tight that it will trigger an alarm red line when cracked. What to do? ”

The spirit link of the chicken replied to Yun Ge: "I have obtained the secret version. ”

Yun Ge looked at Pipsqueak with the eyes of the "Great Wisdom and Foolish Engineer", and a very light jackfruit knocked on her head, "Are you stupid?" Your dark web computer is a copy of the chicken, and she can get the information automatically. ”

On the balcony, who is the one who prays and jumps the words "the old version of the handover order"?

"Well, you hurry up, hurry up and black the net. Don't let the childish wait too long. Yun Ge dropped a light kiss on her hairline, didn't dare to look her eyes, and made an excuse to escape. I'll go boil milk for you. It's going to be fine, the gunfire outside is far away. ”

The gunfire outside the alley was chaotic, not like an organized street fight. The lack of a new team of mechs is probably due to the fact that the Self-Defense Forces blocked the gates of the dungeon.

Indeed, the Self-Defense Forces blocked the gates of the dungeon. They planned to die as tombstones as barricades and block the gates.

The underground "backtracked" and besieged the near-ground mecha that arrested the "Suspect of the Holy Fire Alliance". The loot "caught fire", and the mechanical corps, which had retreated 500 kilometers, re-marched into the purple wilderness, and was ordered by the headquarters to encircle and suppress the dungeon.

The twenty near-ground mechs that arrested the suspects of the "Holy Fire Alliance" were forced to stop less than five kilometers from the dungeon.

Inside the mecha is the first to start a shootout. Later, the Self-Defense Force members who tracked them out of the city surrounded the mecha in the wilderness, and manipulated the robot to remove the mecha's tracks and tires clean, and werewolves mixed in. - The people brought out by the mecha engineer are magical, and they dismantle the mecha of the control bureau into parts and stop in the wilderness in a half-crippled state.

These people, after dismantling the mecha to save people and running away, did not return to the dungeon, so they hid in the trap hole dug during the infighting with the werewolves in the wilderness. It's too far to go back to the city. Hiding under the hole, it can resist artillery fire for a while.

There are more than 20 mechas, and those that should be combined inside and outside can be dismantled. Tens of thousands of near-ground mechas, with the cooperation of all-intelligent bombers, surrounded them in all directions, and they had to resist with artillery fire.

In just forty minutes, the mechanized troops, which had retreated three hundred kilometers, once again surrounded the purple wilderness. The smart machine is more direct, and the "human" column approaches the dungeon from eight directions, and encounters various "obstacles" on the road, all of which are swept and bombed in one go, including the near-ground mecha that was demolished on the road by the members of the Self-Defense Force of the Control Bureau, all of which were directly beaten into scrap iron and lay in the pile of rubble, rotting into a sieve-like iron slag and sparkling.

The remaining dozen or so near-earth mechs outside the gate of the dungeon were confiscated by the brothers of the Self-Defense Force who left the city. The mechanical mercenaries search for suspects in the dungeon, and the near-ground mechs left outside the city are all in autopilot mode. Under the technical guidance of the mecha engineer, there is no problem for dozens of people to grab a near-ground mecha and collect it for their own use without the main control.

The surface-to-air anti-aircraft guns also opened the iron fence, and when the intelligent machines of the mechanical units approached, they heard someone shouting in the communication channel of the Self-Defense Forces: "Open the artillery!" ”

Bang, bang, bang......! The anti-aircraft guns that formed in a semicircle were ignited, and they bombarded indiscriminately at the smart machines.

The control bureau's smart machine doesn't even need to dodge. They swooped down from high altitudes to meet the shells, and fired wildly at the tires of the anti-aircraft guns that were firing in the wilderness.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...... The smart machine in the sky over the wilderness exploded in a series of explosions, blowing up half of the sky.

The dungeon fired an iron-walled anti-aircraft gun, and the collective lost four front wheels in the strafing fire, and even the inner tube exploded, and all of them were forced to brake urgently - some of them did not brake in a hurry, and even rolled forward and fell into the rubble.

This is not the end, the intelligent machine guns that surrounded from all directions kept up, and fifty or sixty aerial bombs were thrown in the direction of the overturned anti-aircraft guns one by one.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

Iron slag, rubble, secondary explosions, and soot scattered from flesh and blood were splashed into hot blood-colored fireworks, bursting out one after another in the wilderness.

Over the blown up anti-aircraft guns, thick smoke billowed from them.

Clusters of smoke rose into the air and dissipated little by little, diffused in the air little by little, and diffused at the end of the noise of fireworks in the world.

What flesh and blood, what steel, what anti-aircraft guns, what immortalism...... In the bombardment of several rounds of aerial bombs, they turned into inorganic salts in ore heaps.

- Nothing cannot be forgotten, it's just that the history is not old enough, the baptism of blood and fire has not yet faded into smoke, and those who want to forget it do not dare to flop head-on.