Sandstorms are a common occurrence in the desert.

The Refugee Liberation Front (RPL) in the underground base under the dunes was not worried about the sudden sandstorm.

After living here for a long time, they have experienced not hundreds, but dozens of sandstorms. Compared to the past when I first came here, I could only stay passively on the surface and try my best to resist the sandstorm, but now I can stay on the underground base, drink coffee leisurely, and laugh and talk about interesting things.

The convoy gradually exited through the side of the underpass.

As soon as the guard on the side saw the convoy, he immediately threw away the cigarette butts in his hand and stood up straight to salute the car in which the instructor was in the convoy.

With the whistling of engines, the convoy drifted away and disappeared into the depths of the underground base.

"The instructor is back. Go and tell your comrades. ”

News from the guards spread like a whirlwind throughout the underground base, reaching the ears of the woman who was staying in a room on the base.

"He's finally back."

The woman looked up at the underground base outside the window and muttered.

And the guide, who is the central character, doesn't know all this, but even if he does, he doesn't feel anything.

This situation, as a mentor, is no longer commonplace.

"Instructor, it's been a hard journey. The room is ready for you. How about taking a break before you make a decision? Facing the instructor who got out of the car, a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a serious expression bowed slightly.

The instructor shook his head slightly, waved his hand, and said, "No, it's not time to rest yet. Let everyone come and see me. Now, perhaps, is a critical moment on our refugee liberation front. ”

"Yes. I'll do it right away. The middle-aged man nodded and replied respectfully.

However, before the middle-aged man could take a few steps away, a roar suddenly came.

"Boom !!"

The roar was mixed with the dust that was constantly falling from the dome and the shaking that was becoming more and more violent.

"Ahh

"What's going on!!"

"Quick!! Find out what the hell is going on!! ”

The violent shaking from the ground, and the dust that fell faster and faster, almost made the mind unable to function properly, and the people of the underground base were swept away like a frenzy.

All of a sudden, screams, shouts, and the roar of roaring car engines frantically swirled over the underground base.

The instructor bends down and tries to maintain his center of gravity as much as possible during this violent vibration.

I saw him pull over the middle-aged man who fell to the side and shouted, "Quick! Let's go to the command center! ”

"Yes, yes! Mentor. The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, gritting his teeth and struggling to stand up in the shaking of the ground.

"Mentor!!" Just as the instructor stood up and went to the command center with the middle-aged man, Oriel, a girl with her whole body lying on the ground, stretched out her right hand to the instructor. "Mentor, I'll go too!!"

However, the instructor's body paused, and then turned back and ruthlessly rejected the girl's request.

"Oriel, you can't go to the command center. You go to see, you go to Katiea. ”

"Mentor!!"

In the girl's astonishment, the figure of the guide and the middle-aged man, accompanied by several guards who had regained their feet, quickly disappeared to the back of the building.

Maybe it's a coincidence,

After the instructor and the others left, the earthquake-like tremor disappeared.

If it weren't for the dust that was constantly scattered on the dome, perhaps the tremor just now was just a dream.

The girl slowly stood up and watched silently in the direction the instructor had left for a while before she gradually turned around and ran towards somewhere in the underground base.

As the instructor hurried to the command center with people, the tense atmosphere hovered over the command center and did not dissipate for a long time.

And the one who started the tension was the huge figure that was played on the main screen.

Saw

In the yellow sand,

The figure stood in the sandstorm like the darkness that had existed here since the dawn of time,

Not even a sandstorm capable of devouring all life could erase its existence.

In the powdery dust, a cold light pierced through the sand's barrier and projected straight in the direction of the underground base.

This is an invitation to war!

Although the instructor did not know the true identity of the shadow, he knew that the shadow that had seen the sandstorm as if it were nothing was sending him a signal to fight.

"Is it the United Nations, or is it the United States?" The instructor asked, looking at the intelligence controller sitting in front of the computer.

"I'm sorry!! Mentor! We don't have any information about this aircraft in our arsenal at all! The intelligence controller's face was ugly, but he continued: "The tremor just now was caused by its attack. ”

The intelligence controller paused, swallowed his saliva, and said with a pale face: "Before that, none of the three lines of defense we had placed around the base had sent out early warning signals. ”

"So it slipped in during the sandstorm?" The instructor frowned.

"Perhaps. But our three lines of defense are carefully set up. With the current level of the sand city storm, which is not too high, it will not be able to render our defenses useless. The intelligence control officer retorted loudly.

"Really?" The instructor did not blame the intelligence control personnel. "Are there any tactical aircraft in the base?"

"Yes. Freedom Squad is on standby. ”

"Let them strike! Also, let them be careful. We don't know the depth of the enemy. "Although the instructor knew that the dark shadow was inviting him to fight, because of his many years in a high position, he had already learned the truth of protecting his life. He didn't dare to take risks easily.

Soon, under the coordination of the command center, the standby Freedom Team rushed out of the underground base.

Under the cover of the yellow sand in the sky, it quickly surrounded the black shadow. Obviously, this is a combat policy of fighting more and fighting less. Perhaps, this is also a cautious performance of the Freedom Squad against unknown targets.

The instructor silently watched the sandstorm on the screen that suddenly became more and more violent, and for some reason his heart did not relax a little because of the attack of the Freedom Squad, but became heavier.

At this time, the violent sandstorm not only covered the cameras placed in the hidden place, but also swallowed the figure of the attacking tactical aircraft team.

All of a sudden, in addition to the footage that was only full of yellow sand, only the response of the data return of the tactical aircraft that was monitored in real time through the data link was constantly sounding.

"Didi..."

In this rhythmic prompt, silence descended silently.

Suddenly, an exclamation of surprise tore through the silence.

"Elimination, Elimination, the Freedom Squad is all gone!!"

"What?" Exclamations of disbelief followed. The members of the Freedom Squad are some of the most elite tactical guards in the underground base. Due to the particularity of the Refugee Liberation Front, the number of tactical aircraft and equipment is not very large, so every defender is a precious combat force of the Liberation Front, and even more valuable talents. In such a situation, it was all wiped out?!

"What's going on?" The instructor asked loudly as he gripped the railing in front of him with both hands.

Ever since the camera was obscured by the sand, they had no way of knowing about the Freedom Squad. Even if the signal determines that the Freedom Squad was completely destroyed, it is impossible to know how they were completely destroyed.

"No, I don't know! The signal from the Freedom Squad just now was good! All of a sudden, the signals were all cut off at once! ”

"All at once?!"

"That's right! It's only about a second or two. ”

The instructor took two steps back, his eyes struggling, staring at the sandstorm that had thinned again. There, the eternal-like black figure still stands.

This time, there was something more at its feet.

"Freedom Squad!!" Exclamations rang out one after another.

There is no doubt that what is under the feet of the Shadow is a tactical aircraft piloted by the Freedom Squad.

I saw that the severed limbs of the wreckage were still dancing with lightning sparks of wild snakes. In the flickering light, the instructor could even see the scars that would have occurred after a terrible blow.

"Prepare the tactical machine!! The other party's target is me!! The instructor gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Mentor, no!! You must evacuate immediately!! We're here to stop it!! As soon as the instructor's words were spoken, everyone immediately opposed them.

The instructor slammed the table and shouted, "Don't say it! The other party's goal is me! From the very beginning, the other side has been sending me a signal to invite me to fight, and if I don't fight, I am afraid that the other party will chase after me until I die!! ”

"Mentor !!"

"Quick! Prepare the tactical machine!! "The instructor is categorical and gives the order again without refusal!

Sandstorms, whistling.

As the huge floodgates to the underground base gradually opened,

A completely black-painted MIG-21, armed with a huge shield in its left hand and an assault gun in its right, rushed into the sandstorm with the roar of its engines.

At the same time, the black figure also walked out of the sandstorm, revealing its true face in front of the instructor's eyes.

It was a body covered in a cold, black metal shell, except for the exposed head.

When the mysterious mechulized body took a step and approached the MIG-21 piloted by the instructor, the cold black metal shell gradually opened, retracted to the sides, and finally retracted into a pair of black wings behind the mysterious mech.

"This... Not a tactical !!" The instructor was stunned for a moment as he looked at the true face of the black body that stepped out of the yellow sand. But in the next moment, a strange and familiar female voice suddenly sounded in the communication channel.

After hearing this voice clearly, the instructor's face uncontrollably expressed an extremely complex emotion. There's fear, there's hatred, there's resistance, but more often than not, it's fear.

"Of course. The Venerable Gundam is not comparable to those tattered tactical machines. It's been a long time! Cute little sheep. She said.

"You, you're Beatrice of the Werewolf Brigade!!" A name that once terrified the instructor appeared in the mentor's mind like lightning tearing through the sky.

"Huh! Still smart, isn't it? Theodor Eberbach the little sheep. ”

The black body stood tall on the sand dunes with its hands on its chest, and its light-hearted posture made the instructor feel a wave of pressure and fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Right! It was as terrible as the horror he felt when he was arrested, tied to a stool, and tortured to extract a confession.

The instructor gritted his teeth and roared, "Aren't you dead? Beatrice!! Do your souls continue to play with people's hearts?!! ”

"Huh. Alice isn't dead yet, how could I die? Little sheep. ”

"Alice?" The instructor was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized something. "Captain! You don't want to hurt the captain! ”

The instructor roared and erupted.

When he learned that the enemy in front of him was Beatrice, the former captain of the werewolf team, he dispelled his fear in order to protect the captain Alicetina, and launched a fierce attack on the enemy with all his strength.

The assault guns roared, and the sharp shells broke through the yellow sand, carrying a looming fire to the black body in front of them.

However, this seemingly massive offensive turned out to be ineffective.

I saw that the pair of wings that were gathered behind the black body opened again, enveloping the body in it, and blocking all the incoming shells with a hard shell.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

This is when the instructor found that the armor-piercing shell did not work, and decisively replaced it with a blasting shell.

However, the result is still the same.

Even if it was a series of explosions, or even if the instructor deliberately attacked the head of the black body, the result was still the same, set in stone.

"Good momentum. But the strength is still a little worse. The joking voice rang out, echoing in the ears of the instructor as it had been back then, and constantly evoking the unbearable meeting full of fear in the instructor's heart.

"Ahh

The instructor kept yelling, and the speed of his hands clasped kept increasing.

armor-piercing projectile,

blasting projectile,

As long as the ammunition equipped on the MIG-21 was replaced by the instructor, all of them were replaced by the instructor, and all of them poured towards the black body, and the Venerable Gundam poured over.

In the face of the wind-like attack, the black body, no, the Venerable Gundam just stood in place with the protection of the wings, passively accepting the attack from MIG-21 like a target.

"Click, click, click..."

"Dididi..."

Finally, all the ammunition on the MIG-21 was emptied.

In the midst of the constant beeling of the alarm, the instructor jerked the assault gun in MIG-21's hand, drew his dagger, held his shield aloft, and rushed towards the Venerable Gundam with the engine fully open.

Due to the medium-to-close movement used to ensure the effect of the blaster, the distance between MIG-21 and the Venerable Gundam was not too far, and under the full burst, MIG-21 rushed in front of the Venerable Gundam in the blink of an eye, and stabbed the Venerable Gundam in the neck with a brazen swing of the dagger in his hand.

At the moment when the sharp dagger was about to stab Venerable Gundam in the neck, MIG-21's seemingly unstoppable attack was suddenly stopped.

The right arm that was stabbed with the dagger was firmly grasped by Venerable Gundam's left hand.

In the crashing sound of metals colliding with each other, the female voice that terrified the instructor sounded again.

"Good performance! The little sheep finally grew a pair of small horns. Not bad! It made me change my mind! In order to accomplish your plan, you, Theodor Eberbach, might as well die again! Just like those "you" in other worlds! ”