Kishimoto rubbed his sore shoulders, held the wide blade and carefully slid down the thick and smooth knee of the striker VX, and did not forget to tug at the moment when he landed, the cable that he had wasted half a day of strength to fix up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let's go!" He raised his head and made a successful gesture at the VX suspended in the air in the form of two helicopters, and then pulled out his legs and ran into the distance.

"Boom~~" The nylon steel cable was tense like a spear piercing into the air, and the tooth-aching creaking sound flowed from all parts of the fuselage to the cockpit little by little, and the only remaining pilot did not dare to let go of his left hand and pressed it on the deceleration valve.

Similar situations were not uncommon on both sides of the moat, where insects broke through the ground loosening the soil, and the ensuing bloody battle poured the blood of humans and insects on the area, and the giant worms that cut off the Yangtze River and the moat were uprooted, and the river rushed into the vast plains outside the city. Although the valiant Legionnaires sealed the breach as soon as they gained absolute superiority, the part that had already flowed in could never be withdrawn.

Correspondingly, the riverbank, which had become sticky, was completely turned into a muddy tidal flat under the washing of the river, and some units were still trapped in the nascent swamp in the haste of the peacekeeping troops who received orders to avoid on both sides.

The VX that Kishimoto helped tie up didn't get stuck in the area where many of his colleagues were trapped, but when it was transformed from a helicopter to a land biped, it suddenly fell into a mud puddle that suddenly appeared. As a result, the convoy carrying supplies to the fighting units had to stop far from the riverbank.

"Whew...... You're a fast kid. A large hand slapped Kishimoto on the shoulder.

Kishimoto, who was concentrating on dodging the sludge that was flying around when the mech was pulled out of the mud, was almost slipped to the ground by this heavy slap.

"Hey! You hairy bear! Kishimoto grabbed the other man's arm and pulled himself back together. He couldn't remember exactly which unit the rough-looking man in front of him was, maybe he had seen it before, but in his eyes, the Russians seemed to look the same.

The other party wiped the oil stain on his hands with a black shiny rag, and then stuffed the rag into his pocket under Kishimoto's frightened gaze, and through the bulging somewhat exaggerated bag, Kishimoto clearly saw the shape of a huge wrench.

"The knot is good, and it cleverly disperses the force area of the rotors, unlike a stupid hat like you before." The middle-aged man like Uncle Lenin, who was wearing yellow-green loose suspenders, habitually patted the large pistol holster on his waist and said, "Hell! I thought you guys who carried satanas all day long were just going to do murderous work. ”

Kishimoto automatically ignored the other party's last sentence, and at this time, the mecha that was half sunk deep in the mud had almost been pulled out of the ground, as if the two helicopter VX, which had paused violently when the kite string was exhausted, finally slowly fell to the ground.

It's time for Kishimoto to untie his "ropes" full of geometric logic.

"What's wrong with the stupid hat I used to have?" Before starting, Kishimoto asked curiously.

"Oh, that samurai...... the middle-aged man said with emotion, "he tied up the wrong position...... So it was taken away by the rotors. ”

Uncle Lenin didn't care about Kishimoto's expression, he pressed the octagonal hat on his head, turned and walked towards another overturned VX.

The Combat Engineer needs to assess whether all the damaged units in the area are still worth recovering and repairing, and he is still very busy compared to Kishimoto.

A tightly raised war machine was hoisted up by friendly forces and quickly moved to the area where the rear transport convoy was located, where specialized ground crews were waiting for them. Either the mud on the lower surface is cleaned, and then the body is simply examined, or the whole body is dragged to a large open space where the terror robots and maintenance robots are entrenched.

Minor injuries are compensated for by dandelion-like repair robots, while completely incapacitated bodies are cut out of critical parts under the unrivaled blades of the horror robots, which can be used to replace the damaged parts of other units that can quickly restore their combat effectiveness.

In the case of not being able to get the almost renovated maintenance of the main base in time, this behavior of abandoning some combat units reliably guaranteed Qin Feng's combat strength recovery in the interval between battles, at best, some deformable machinery temporarily lost their ability to transform, but they were still able to charge on the front line and pour unparalleled firepower on the opponent.

In Qin Feng's view, this endless stream of sustainable combat capability is much safer in the ever-changing battlefield situation than urging the officers left behind in the base to rush to the shelves to send new recruits to the battlefield for a long journey. He hoped that his army would be able to fight better and better, not fight less and less.

The logistics area, which was in full swing, had been brought out the greatest enthusiasm by the frequent movements of the troops in front, and everyone knew that the order of battle might come to them in the next moment. The drivers, who had been leaning together to rest for a while, suddenly got up one by one and threw themselves into the pre-war inspection that the logistics personnel were doing.

After all, no one wants the booster's evasion action to be delayed by half a second because of the jamming of a screw. It was half a second that decided if they could get together again and brag and fart.

The dull roar of "boom rumble...... pierced the air and even masked the restless roar of machines at the pit.

The sky in the north suddenly reflected the skyrocketing fire, and the slight tremor from the ground caused everyone to stop what they were doing. After a brief moment of stunnedness, almost all of the drivers who had completed the inspection rushed to their equipment in a frenzy.

"Uhh

The Supreme Commander has just released a regional ******!

"Sapphire 3! Sapphire No. 3! Watch your height! It doesn't matter if you're dead! But don't waste our precious naval guns!! ”

The loud command and the reprimand of Zhao Changji's anger at the moment, that hairy guy didn't know if his brain was crushed by the water pressure, and he dared to take the initiative to dive and attack without listening to the command after encountering the enemy! Doesn't he know the importance of maintaining formation in air combat!

But then again, it was supposed to be an air-to-ground battle, and the formation was maintained not to deal with the wyvern that suddenly emerged from the clouds, but to better deal with the possible splashing of sandflies on the ground.

"Ming... Got it! "The panicked Sky Wing just found a small group of disgusting bugs tearing at the corpses of the officers and soldiers of the landing team, and the sense of mission of the same camp drove him to unconsciously lower his altitude to inflict precision on this group of insects who were powerless in the face of aerial strikes, so that he staggered and fell to the vicinity of the possible trajectory of the shell!

The battleship's heavy artillery with a large elevation angle and high altitude included the entire ultra-low-altitude area in its fire projectile range!

"Sapphire 3 is climbing."

Forget it, they're all dead anyway. The pilot of Skywing glanced again at the torn remains of the warriors on the ground, their mission to find and cover the living allies, and it was not worth the precious time spent on destroying these insignificant bugs.

Pulling up the joystick sharply, the driver aggressively reported the time when he returned to the team again, and thought about how to explain his two consecutive mistakes after the operation was completed.

But before he could speak, a sudden roar exploded in his ears.

"Circumvent!! Ma'regoba............"

In an instant, the sky in front of him disappeared, the human voices in his ears also turned into a chaotic noise, the world outside the glass cabin seemed to be white, regardless of the risk of possible collision in the air, the pilot turned his dilated pupils to the cabin, only to find that all the dashboards were turning wildly like hormones.

There was no fire, but the whole world seemed to be burning, and a violent and hot air wave rushed in from the air conditioning outlet, and the air in the cabin instantly steamed out, and the pressure and suffocation pressed him the seat, unable to move.

Scald! The astonishing heat coming from under his seat made his fears come true as he first skimmed the fleet, and the heat that almost baked his entire ass stirred the last shred of sanity in his groggy brain.

The red palm slapped on the toggle button.

People in the distance saw a sea ray-like flying machine tumbling and rapidly falling towards the river, the dazzling white light that crossed with the falling trajectory obscured the slow but determined difficult deformation, until the faint "plop" sound rippling on the blue waves.

At the same time, white light fell to the ground.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake. (To be continued.) )