"Commander, what to do! Are we going to retreat? The melee mecha that was originally surrounding Lin Fan saw that Qiao Yu, the killing god, was actually approaching, and hurriedly asked their commander for instructions.

The siege of so many people just now ended in failure, not to mention that now the enemy can be said to be flanking his own side from front to back.

"Commander, please make a decision quickly, after we are all wiped out in melee combat, it will be your turn!" Melee members shouted in the communication channel.

However, all kinds of unwillingness filled the heart of this commander. It is really embarrassing to have a huge numerical advantage, but to be reached by the other party.

His eyes were cold, and it was not impossible. There is one more chance......

The commander watched coldly as Qiao Yu quickly approached another battle circle, but he did not give the order to retreat.

"Closer, closer......" he muttered to himself.

"Commander! What are you thinking! The enemy is already approaching our melee mechs, do you want to watch them be destroyed without watching them die? ”

"Enough! This is it! A hideous smile appeared on the invisible faces of the mechs, "All the long-range mechs listen to the order, concentrate their firepower, and cover the coordinates XX XX." ”

All the remote pilots breathed a sigh of relief, and the commander had finally given an order anyway. Everyone subconsciously pointed their guns at the designated coordinates, and then they realized that it was the center of the melee combat group!

"Fire! Fire on me! Cover there! Let them die without a place to bury! ”

"What!?" The team couldn't believe what they were hearing. That's the position of my teammates. It is true that firing can cover the enemy, but your own people will not be able to escape either!

"Fire! Obey the order and fire at me! Fighters are fleeting! ”

But everyone hesitated. Although their elected commander still shouted hysterically in the channel, it was far beyond the bottom line of many in the face of their own comrades firing fire.

"I refuse to carry out your orders." A voice rang out.

"I refuse."

"I refuse too."

"What kind of bullshit order, I was really blind and let you be a commander, and labor and management don't play!"

In the chaos, almost everyone was opposing the commander's order, and only a classmate from an academy with him did not speak directly against it. But they also did not follow orders to open fire.

Seeing that the few melee mechs in front of him were overwhelmed and immediately difficult to resist, the commander was overwhelmed and took the lead in controlling his mechs to fire.

However, how could the firepower ejected by a mecha interfere with Qiao Yu and Lin Fan.

Qiao Yu deftly dodged this spiritual firepower, and the spear in his hand was sent into the mecha of an enemy in front of him.

And the candidates from the same academy as those melee mechs in front of them are gone. Several people immediately turned their guns and aimed them at the already mad commander, and shot deadly bullets with a thud.

The unsuspecting commander certainly did not escape his fate, but his death caused chaos among the entire ranks.

The cadets of the same academy as the commander, although they did not carry out his orders, but they could not be indifferent to the destruction of their classmates.

So they also turned their guns and poured fire on their teammates who had just opened fire.

Naturally, the other side could not sit still and of course began to counterattack.

Then the team itself was composed of chaos and collapsed in an instant, and the wise who protected themselves and hurt each other hurt each other.

The long-range position, which was originally quite neat, was torn apart after a while, and Qiao Yu and Lin Fan who looked at it in the distance were inexplicable for a while.

"Joe, why did they fight on their own, is it because of the uneven distribution of spoils?" Lin Fan teased.

"The points of the two of us haven't arrived yet, where do we get the spoils? But even if you ask me now, there's no way I'll know what's going on. Qiao Yu said helplessly.

"But while they're fighting, we just happen to have a bargain to pick up." Lin Fan smiled, "I won't wait for you, Joe, watch me harvest these remote rookies." With that, Lin Fan drove the illusion like a puff of light smoke and rushed towards the battle group.

Qiao Yu stood in place and thought about it again, but he still didn't have a clue, anyway, the threat of the enemy had been lifted, and Gu Yueyue and Lao Xu would definitely not have any problems. On his own side, it can be said that he is out of danger, so all that remains is to harvest some points as well.

Thinking so, Qiao Yu also controlled the spear knight to kill a promising target.

"Whew, whew. Etron! Mondoli roared, but he was so entangled by the enemy's two mountains that he had no room to play, and could only watch as his last melee teammate was slashed into the cockpit by Italon's lightsaber.

The place that comes into view is the core of the battlefield where the God of War and the Imperial Central Military Academy clashed. Although most of the wreckage has been dispersed into data streams, the potholes and smoky surroundings of the battlefield suggest that a major battle had just been experienced here.

And standing on the battlefield are the mechs that survived this fierce battle.

Mondoli's rattlesnake was entangled by two scarred mountains, and of course his own rattlesnake wasn't much better. Not far away, the Prince of Wales, piloted by Atlas, had just drawn a bright lightsaber from the cockpit of a nebula.

"Mondoli, you've lost. Heh, God of War? But that's it. Etlon, as the victor, was clearly qualified to make such a taunt at this time. Although the Reich Central Military Academy suffered no less losses. With the numerical advantage, they were forced to break through to the long-range position by Mondoli with the melee mechs at the beginning, and then all the long-range mechs were slaughtered, and Etron's choice at that time was to clear the long-range mechs of the god of war first, and then return to the division to rescue.

Although this caused all of Itlon's ranged mechs to be damaged in battle, in exchange for the God of War losing all of his long-range firepower, the melee forces suffered heavy losses under the final resistance of the opponent's ranged mechs and the melee support that arrived in time.

So Etron led his men to chase after the victory, and the final result was already presented.

The Ares Squad, from Mondoli down, were all wiped out. As for the Imperial Central Military Academy, there are still two rough-skinned Shanlan, as well as the Prince of Wales of Atron.

"Alright Mondolly, stop struggling. In this game, I won. Edron smiled and stepped forward, attacking Mondoli with his two Shanlan.

"Ah!!! ......" Mondoli roared angrily, full of reluctance and humiliation, and tried his best to defend the name of the god of war. One can imagine what a blow this was to the proud Mondoli.

However, as an enemy, of course, Itdragon would not be merciful at this time, and the three of them pressed forward step by step, and finally at the same time as Mondoli pumped away the head of a mountain, the lightsaber in Itlon's hand was fiercely inserted into the head of the rattlesnake.

"Goodbye, Mondoli. This is just the beginning, remember what it feels like to fail. From now on, don't be embarrassed by the God of War mecha. After destroying the head of the Mondoli mech, Etron sent the lightsaber into the cockpit of Mondoli without stopping.

Etron controlled the mecha and raised its head, as if to proclaim, "Gentlemen, drink this wine of victory!" ”