Please don't give up!

Major Jerome, who already had the will to die, was stunned when he heard this. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The voice was familiar to him, for not long ago he had had a heated argument with its owner.

Now, having fallen into a desperate situation, I heard the private's voice again!

And Qiao reacted at this time, and looked at Mu Fan who snatched the communicator from his hand with a surprised face, "You ......"

Except for Mu Fan himself, everyone was now shocked by the private's actions and what he said.

"What the hell do you want to do, private!"

"I'm going to save you, do you want to watch your station finally be taken over by friendly forces?"

"How is that possible!" Hearing Mu Fan's words, Jerome's voice suddenly increased.

"Then try to survive, Major." Mu Fan's eyes were bright, and the hand holding the communicator did not shake a bit.

Jerome: "...... I know. ”

The voice hung up, and what Mu Fan saw was a circle of confused and excited eyes around him.

"Private, what are you going to do? Now we can listen to you. "Joe, as a sergeant major, is enough to speak for the other soldiers.

"I need your mech."

Mu Fan looked at Joe Pate and said calmly.

Mecha?

This sudden request brought the atmosphere in the cave to a standstill.

Qiao saw nothing but bravery and fearlessness in Mu Fan's eyes, and since this magical material escort officer came to the troops, he was constantly refreshing the limits of their imagination.

Time passed second by second, and finally Qiao, the veteran, nodded, flicked his right hand, and threw a metal start button at Mu Fan.

With a snap, the start button fell steadily into Mu Fan's palm, and a smile appeared on Mu Fan's face.

What he needs is not a starting button, but the trust of his comrades.

And now, he got it.

However, there are still some doubts in Qiao's heart, that is, when will Mu Fan open the mecha?

You must know that in the army, as long as there are pilots who can drive mecha battles, it is absolutely impossible to only have the rank of private.

Pilots and pilots, in general, in any case belong to the valuable force of the army.

"Mu Fan, when will you turn on the mecha?" Finally, the bench couldn't help but ask.

Mu Fan had already walked to the feet of the Spear Knight Type II mecha, and when he heard this, he turned his head to look at his comrades-in-arms and chuckled, "I always will." ”

The words fell, and in the gaze of these people, Mu Fan's legs exerted his strength slightly, and he jumped up directly with a low shout, without using any boarding tools at all, and jumped directly onto the knee joint of the mecha.

With a gentle swing of his arms on the shell of the armor, he flung directly upwards with the strength of his waist.

The moment the mecha hatch opened, Mu Fan's whole person flashed in accurately, and then the hatch closed.

When there was a dull sound of the engine behind the buzz, the few people below were still immersed in the shock caused by Mu Fan's skillful movements, and the mecha in front of them had already started.

"Joe, I've sent you the route, lead them along the route, and we'll meet at the end."

Mu Fan's voice suddenly came from the voice channel, and the veteran looked up at his spear knight, with dark eyes and mottled body, this mecha seemed to come to life in a trance.

Is this a delusion?

"Gotta come back alive."

Listening to the words in his ear, Mu Fan's fingers moved quickly on the console, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Insert your right hand precisely into the hand collaborator and give a thumbs up.

Feeling the stiff metal touch from his fingertips, Mu Fan twisted his neck, and the blood all over his body faintly began to heat up.

The body covered with mottled rust stepped out.

The heavy figure disappeared from everyone's eyes like a lonely knight.

……

The 33rd Mecha Squad of the 5th Theater of Operations of the Imperial Winger Army was ordered to search along the route.

Two shooting mechs, two light assault mechs equipped with magnetic swing knives, and a heavy sword and shield mecha salamander over 20 tons.

That's the complete setup of a mech squad.

At this moment, these five mechs are carrying out reconnaissance missions in the designated area.

"Do you think our chief is too cautious, how can the small number of mecha on the other side be the opponent of our imperial army."

"The commander told us to be careful, it's really a bit alarmist, just this poor force on the other side, what do we need our mecha troops to be careful about? Could it be that the other side will be able to break through the electromagnetic shield and lift the battleship into the air? ”

In the mecha voice channel, an officer said nonchalantly, and after speaking, he caused a burst of laughter.

It's not just one person, but they all think that this fight is not in the same order of magnitude at all, and it is too easy.

A stinger bee mech boredomly kicked away the scattered rocks in front of it, and the muzzle of the Gauss rifle held in one hand searched back and forth, and the pilot didn't think he would find anything.

However, when he controlled the mecha to ascend a high ridge in front of him, a red dot suddenly flashed on the radar dial in front of him, and then an alarm sounded.

Well!?

The pilot's body quickly tensed, and his mind involuntarily focused.

Knock, knock, knock......

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the sound collector in the cockpit, and the pilot finally saw the source of the sound.

A worn-out looking federal military mech was striding towards him in his sight. The heavy body of the Lancer could not have the light steps of a reconnaissance mecha.

With every step of the way, countless stone chips burst out, and this mecha is simply stupid!

"The stinging bee found the enemy mech, and I took the reward this time, brothers." The pilot sneered, ignoring the laughter and scolding in his ears, and the Gauss rifle was directly set up, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the federal mecha running towards his area.

Crosshairs, advance calculations, parameter corrections, shooting!

Bang!

Bite.

At the same time as the gun rang out, a spark suddenly appeared from the side of the mech.

Then the other party's body shook slightly, and it was instantly separated from the crosshair.

That's impossible!

The pilot couldn't believe what he had just seen.

At the moment when he shot, the other party only made a casual simple action.

With one hand, he drew the bulky alloy heavy sword, and then threw it to his side in a turn.

Then his own shot hit directly at the alloy two-handed sword with an angle.

The thick blade of the sword directly acted as a shield and even caused ricochet.

This action looks ......

It's the same as playing!

Unbelievable, unacceptable!

Ignoring the inquiries of his comrades-in-arms, the unbelieving pilot became a little annoyed, and his arm shook in a flash, and the [armor-piercing bullet] was replaced!

The left hand rests under the barrel of the gun, and the whole body stands on the top of the hill in a half-kneeling position.

Shoot at the current point, advance point A, advance point B......

Coordinate loading.

Triple shot!

Bang, bang, bang.

The muzzle of the Gauss rifle emits a pale blue flare.

The pilot sneered and waited to see the wonderful scene, the complex hilly terrain, the straight-line distance was only more than three hundred meters. This time he was confident that he would definitely hit the opposite side, and he would have to make a sieve before the other side rushed over.

……

Mu Fan's flat left hand brushed over the console with one hand.

When he touched the mecha again, a powerful confidence emerged from the bottom of his heart.

The familiar military console, the tough but warm mechanical keys, and the surging engine from the body under the seat remind Mu Fan all the time that he is driving a mecha!

A real military mech!

From here you reach the rocky canyon, which is five kilometers in a straight line.

What I have to do is to rush into the past in this shortest possible time.

And the stinging bee mecha with a gun in front of him is the starting point of this journey.

Mu Fan's eyes were indifferent, but the blood around him began to boil.

At the moment when the muzzle of the opponent's gun was raised again, Mu Fan's fingers turned into a phantom.

The Lancer's left hand suddenly rested on top of his right, and with a slight twist, he clasped the hilt of his sword together with both hands.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"An opponent like you ......"

"I don't even deserve to be entertained!"

The engine behind him roared, and the rock burst with a heavy kick.