Chapter 23 of Book VII is a prophecy

"Everyone's heard, right?" The fat man turned and looked around at the crowd.

The answer to the fat man was a very low gasp. Warriors, grit your teeth loudly.

Most of the people present had relatives in Puluo Town. Wives, sons, parents, that is their home, the core and most precious thing in their lives, before they came to Puluo, they have lost many relatives, if even this last loved one is lost, they will have nothing!

The fat man wiped his swollen lips with his sleeve and spat on the ground: "Do you need me to tell you what to do?" ”

It was still a dead silence. In the cool night, the calm faces of the soldiers, under the reflection of the bonfire, clearly have a kind of vicious wolf teeth as hideous.

In the night, the tall mecha around cast shadows obliquely, like steel monsters.

Standing next to the mecha was a group of men who were not so neat.

Some of them are fat, some are thin, some are tall, and some are short. Among them, the oldest is in his forties, and the youngest is in his early twenties.

If you put these men next to the queue of the regular army, they are not even as good as the militia!

Now, they stood there silently, far or near. The queue was untidy, and the uniforms were dirty and wrinkled. However, the light of the bonfire jumped on their bodies and faces, and what was smeared was a fierce murderous aura and a fierce force that was not inferior to any ace army!

The most neat queue is not the ace army.

The results of the training subjects are the best. Nor is it an ace army.

There has always been only one kind of member of the ace army, that is, to run rampant and ignore all arrogant soldiers. Their arrogance is piled up by an army with a record of winning a hundred battles! Not to mention failure, even if the victory is not clean enough, it is a shame for them!

Twenty-four hours ago. These folk mecha masters can only be regarded as a group of rookie recruits who can barely walk the right steps.

Although piloting a tenth-generation mecha. Although they have mastered the mecha martial arts that transcend the times, they are still far from the four words of arrogant soldiers. has not experienced the tempering of blood and fire, in the eyes of the soldiers who have survived a hundred battles, even if they have excellent skills, they are not as good as bullshit!

But. Twenty-four hours later, they, already led by the fat man, were in the core hinterland of the enemy, killing a few people in and out. Defeat the overwhelmingly numerically superior enemy again and again, and kill the way again and again. The killing of the soldiers was soaked into the bones with the blood of more than 1,000 Northern Alliance mecha and thousands of Northern Alliance soldiers!

Experienced in a hundred battles, this kind of tempering. One day, that's enough!

The communicator on the mech rang again. The crisp sound, in the dead ruins, seemed unusually loud.

The fat man turned around and pressed the turn button.

"Colonel Tian?" An old man, appearing on the screen.

As soon as he saw this person on the screen, the fat man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"My surname is Sue. Longxing meeting, Su Kezhou. The old man smiled.

"I thought you could bear it." The fat man waved his hand heroically and said generously: "In an hour, the first airport will give you, a word, do you want it?" ”

"Yes!" Su Kezhou was stunned, and then replied simply.

"But you can't want to wow" The other party showed his thoughts, the fat man's straightforward and generous face, and said that it was gone: "We have done all the dirty work and tired work, and you are embarrassed to take the lion's share of the benefit distribution behind this, right?" ”

A military genius to look forward to. I didn't expect it to be such a face. From arrogance to bargaining. That face became, not even excessive.

Time. Su Kezhou couldn't laugh or cry.

Where does he care about the distribution of interests, not to mention that the current Mars has been completely destroyed, even if it is intact, there is nothing worth peeking at for the powerful Republic of Chakna. What Longxing needs is to control the region of the planet Mars. Eliminate all hostile forces. Cooperate with Chakner's domestic threats and control of the main waterway.

The fat man's current face, in Su Kezhou's opinion, is as funny as a beggar trying to negotiate with a rich man about who to get the big fat slices.

In the study, Su Kezhou and Cheng Zhixuan glanced at each other, and they both felt a little regretful.

This fat man has already shown a staggering military talent, but after all, they are just a wanderer who is about to be conquered by the Western Covenant and the capital is divided internally.

His identity has already doomed the fate of the army he leads.

Judging from the signals transmitted by the joint command of the Filipino Alliance, it is obvious that they no longer trust the Lelei Federation. And Leray, who failed, lost the capital to cooperate with Chuckner. Although their vice president was still in the presidential palace all day, there was no news about all the cooperation plans in Leredi. Once one day, the Leray Federation will become the same as the Salga Federation! Then, all Lelei people are facing more than just a problem of distrust.

A fat man in such a country who has pulled up a militia in the free world can only be described as a grandmother who doesn't love his uncle and doesn't love him.

Looking at the fat man on the screen who was looking at him with a dirty face and vigilant eyes, Su Kezhou smiled faintly and nodded.

Here, it's just a planet with no resources. Even if the bandit army took all the people, factories and territory of Mars in their arms, it would be useless! Without a fleet that has always been strong, they can only nest on this planet, and it is much easier to deal with them than against the Northern Commercial Alliance, which has a Western background and fleet.

Su Kezhou even believed that when the dust settled, in the future, with just one sentence, the troops pulled up by this fat man would take refuge under the banner of the Filipino League. Isn't that what the Filipino Alliance Command said in and out of words?!

Leaving Su Kezhou with a simple and satisfied smile, the fat man cut off the communication.

Back to it. The bonfire, already extinguished.

"I need ten people and me to go to the Northern Alliance base." The fat man looked in the direction of Puluo Town and clenched his fists: "There, there is a group of seeds!" If we let these species live for a second, an innocent person will die. They may be our parents, or they may be our children."

"He's s***, there's no time to talk nonsense with you." The fat man looked at his watch: "Follow me." Take a step forward! ”

There was no hesitation, confusion of the crowd. At the same time, he took a step towards the fat man.

"Second Combat Team Follow Me!" The fat man's eyes were a little red, and attacking the opponent's base, in the eyes of ordinary people, was simply to send him to death, but these fighters did not hesitate to take this step. This means: After leaving Lelei, he finally had a comrade-in-arms who could be entrusted to his back.

They are Mars, and he is a Leray.

It was this war that held them together.

In the night, a group of big men looked at each other and were silent, and there was a kind of friendship between men. It's called trust.

Entrust the trust of life and death!

"Lao Tzu is a coward, I won't do anything to send him to death. Their main armored force has been mobilized, and the most dangerous place, on the contrary, is here. The fat man spat hotly. Gritting his teeth, he turned around and climbed onto the mecha: "Give me life, Lao Tzu will still find you to settle accounts and go back with a bucket of chili water per person!" ”

"Fatty!"

A warrior from the Black Dragon Road stopped the fat man. He called the fat man, not the colonel.

This black-faced man, who is over thirty years old, grinned and showed his white teeth: "Drink some wine?" ”

A bottle of vodka, divided into fifty portions, each person has only a little bit.

This kind of power can only be regarded as a medium-to-high, pure alcohol-flavored liquid, and it only takes a little to make people feel hot.

Heavy canopies. Under the contraction of the hydraulic system. Closed tightly. The sound of the engine starting, one after another.

There was a loud bang. It came from the north of the first airport.

Suddenly, the sound of cannon fire shook the sky.

That's the first battle team of Mt. Emi to do it.

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On the huge virtual screen of the headquarters of the Northern Alliance Base, real-time footage was playing.

In the first air port, the terrible sirens, the shouts of the soldiers of the Northern Alliance, the fierce artillery fire and explosions, have already sounded. The searchlights placed next to the walls, watchtowers, and sandbag fortifications of various buildings and bases swept around like crazy. In the staggered pillars of light, the rapid red light of the energy gun and the relatively slow thick white light of the energy cannon were like the colorful lights on the Christmas tree, flashing in the dark night.

Countless Northern Alliance soldiers were hiding from the artillery fire in terror. Every inch of the terminal building, the tarmac, the barracks, the roads, the green belt, the garden, was covered by the flames of the explosion.

In just fifteen minutes, the bandit mecha broke through the outer defense line of the airport and was advancing towards the center of the airport, and the infantry regiment responsible for the defense of the airport had been reduced by nearly half, and it was a matter of time to collapse. And the reinforcements sent, the closest, were still an hour away from the airport.

"Increase the intensity of artillery fire in the central area of Puluo Town." Feuerle ordered lightly. He did not look at the live battle in the place where the monitoring device of the airport navigation tower was filmed, but buried his head in the electronic sand table of Puluo Town and continued to listen to the staff officer's report on the battle situation in Puluo Town.

In the hall of the command headquarters, the sound of communication calls, the operation of computer instruments on the center console, the tapping of keyboards, the sound of footsteps, everything seemed to return to normal, and the staff officers continued to be busy, only exchanging a strange look when their eyes occasionally met, and then quickly turned their heads.

Everyone knew that no matter how calm Feuerle's face was, it was distorted.

That Lelei fat man not only humiliated him in the field that Feuerle was best at, but also slapped the reserved Feuerle in the face in full view!

"Phew, you also deserve to play with Lao Tzu and wash your ass and wait. What a seed! ”

This sentence swirled uncontrollably in the minds of the staff officers. As soon as they thought of these words, they seemed to see the fat man's foaming mouth and the churning poisonous tongue.

The most hateful thing is that this bastard will cut off the line and play tricks when he scolds, and he will not give Feuerle a chance to fight back! was sprayed all over his face, but he could only face the pitch-black screen. One can imagine how aggrieved Feuerle was.

War. It's still in the stalemate stage. However, the hearts of the staff officers are becoming more and more unstable.

When he first attacked the town of Pro, no one could find fault with Feuerle's battle plan. He should have thought of the most accidental and worst situation. He also made the remainder of tactical adjustments. But who would have thought that after this battle, the situation would become like this! Who knows what will happen in the battle that follows?

That militia, how can it fight like this?

The staff officers gathered in front of the electronic sand table were still gossiping about suggestions. Try to find a way to kill your opponent. However, Puluo's defense line has not yet been able to break through, and the bandit army in Central City is a small team. It's almost time to capture the first airport.

The tactical discussion has turned into a debate about whether it is necessary to mobilize the forces of the surrounding port cities and return to the central city through the spaceport at the risk of being attacked by the three major schools and the Longxing Society. This controversy, in fact, has broken the bottom line of Feuerle's previous battle plan. Before the war. No one expected that the Northern Alliance would be forced to this point by the bandit army.

"Our army's current armored strength in Canterlot is seriously insufficient, and although the enemy only has fifty mechs, its combat effectiveness is comparable to that of a fully armored regiment, which is something we need to face squarely. We can't care about the gains and losses of one city and one place, we must have the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, and send the garrisons of Xianlong, Lille and Oslo to return to the central city. Even if you lose these port cities, as long as you can eliminate the bandits, it will be worth it. Lost. We can get it back! A young combat staff officer said loudly.

"I agree to transfer troops to the surrounding ports." Another staff officer said, "But." Troops from the ports of Oslo and Xianlong cannot be mobilized. These two ports are under the threat of the Longxing Society. Once captured, it will be difficult to get it back. I felt that the mobilization of only three infantry regiments and two armored regiments in the port of Lille would be enough to deter the enemy who was about to move on Canterlot. ”

"I don't agree." A staff officer who held an opposing opinion could not hold back for a long time, and retorted loudly: "Although our army has suffered some losses, on the whole, it is still in an advantageous position. At best, the bandits can wreak havoc on our defenses, but we still have a total of nine fully mechanized infantry regiments and armored units in Canterlot, as well as four companies of the 1st Bloody Shadow Battalion and three armored battalions from the Mechanized Infantry Division. More importantly, there are no forces within a 24-hour radius of our perimeter that can pose a threat to our core defense zone. And twenty-four hours later, even if Longxing would send troops and the three major factions would collectively attack Central City, we would have already taken Puluo Town! ”

For a time, the staff officers who were for and against were in their own hands. Feuerle and Selwall frowned, looked at the digital map, and remained silent.

Suddenly, a staff officer who was arguing with someone said loudly: "Although returning to the army at this time exceeds the bottom line of the original battle plan, it is absolutely necessary. Although theoretically speaking, the bandit army team with only fifty mechs took the first airport, but it was just burning and looting like other places, and they would not be trapped there and surrounded by us, but what if they partnered with Longxing? In case the army of Longxing will be delivered to the first airport through the spaceport"

As he spoke, the staff officer suddenly closed his mouth.

"How is it possible that all the spaceports connected by the first airport are under the control of our fleet" The staff officer who was arguing with him was still retorting, and suddenly, as if he realized something, opened his mouth, but the words behind him could not be spoken

A terrible thought that strikes everyone.

Selvel's face changed drastically, and he turned his head and shouted to the communications staff officer beside him, "Pick up the fleet for me!" ”

"Yes!"

"Chief of Staff"

The voice of the communications staff officer replied and the cry of another staff officer who stood up suddenly in front of the center console sounded almost simultaneously.

Feuerle turned his head with difficulty and looked at the staff officer, whose face had changed.

"The Longxing fleet, attack my 13th and 15th spaceports at the same time, at present, the 13th spaceport has been lost!"

In a word, it is a prophecy!

The entire Northern Alliance headquarters was dead silent...... Yesterday I couldn't stay up and fell asleep. I wrote it at home today.

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