At Helen's exclamation, the fat man jumped straight into the training ground through the third-floor window in a rage.

"Robbing people?!"

Everyone was startled by the fat man who jumped into the training ground.

Did the chief eat gunpowder?

A group of recruits stared at the window on the third floor nearly twenty meters high with their eyes wide open.

What's that, a flying pig?

"The three regiments of the bandit army have a sharp knife company! Gather! Markwich snapped the order. He has always had only one attitude towards the fat man's orders - to carry them out immediately!

With Markwich's order, one hundred and seventeen bandit soldiers made lightning through the training ground and climbed onto the horizontal knife mecha in the tarmac. After a roar of mecha engines and the sound of mechanical expansion and expansion, the Sharp Knife Company was assembled.

In the training ground, there are obsessive eyes.

Everyone had seen the battle of Puluo Town not long ago, and their impression of these more than 100 black mecha was really too deep. And now experiencing it up close is even more exciting. In the eyes of all of them, there is only one word to describe these warriors - fierce!

Vigorous and resolute movements, neat to the point that there is no flaw in the queue. The black steel fuselage exudes a silent murderous aura that only a warrior who has been trained for a hundred years to survive.

They stood in front of the thunderous fat man, and their bodies were filled with an explosive force that was forcibly suppressed. Seeing them, everyone had a feeling, as if as long as the fat man pointed with his finger, these beast-like mecha warriors would rush out like a flood that opened the floodgates, tearing their opponents to pieces!

In the field, all the training stopped unconsciously. All eyes were focused on the bodies of more than a hundred horizontal knives.

When the fat man was about to get on the mecha, he saw the envious eyes in the eyes of the civilian fighters who were training at Hengdao, and his heart moved, and he waved his hand: "Kozmo"

"Here!" Kozmo was stunned. Then he stood up and said loudly.

"Buzz, Weatherier, Thomas."

"Here!"

"Here!"

"Here!"

The three of them quickly rose from the training team they led.

"Each of you will take thirty people, put on the mecha, and follow me!"

"Yes!"

Overjoyed, Kozmo and the others suddenly blushed. Shouting and choosing the highest-ranking mechanics in their respective teams, they flocked to the tarmac to activate their own personal mechs, quickly and neatly lined up behind one hundred and seventeen horizontal knives.

Although the colors of these private mecha are different, after all, most of them are characteristic genre mecha of the two major genres, and the models are quite uniform. Coupled with the rigorous training, the queue is neat and silent, but it is also quite elite.

In the envious eyes of the other pilots and recruits, the chosen pilots looked proud, and their hearts almost jumped out of their chests with excitement. The fat man jumped on the horizontal knife and pulled the lever. With the shrill screech of the engine, the mecha suddenly soared into the air and shot out.

"Keep up!"

With the fat man's order, two hundred and thirty-seven mechs rose up and jumped up to the high ruins of the First Avenue block like meteors. I saw the tide-like figure beating, only to hear the roar of the mecha, and after a while, it was already whistling away.

There was a dead silence.

"Keep training!" With an order, the folk fighters immediately threw themselves into the mud and crawled. Running running, squatting squatting, the training ground suddenly became lively again.

And hundreds of recruits, at this moment, have already raised their chests and heads, trying to stand up straight. His eyes were full of burning hope.

The elite of the bandit army is exhausted. The front is directed at the Silicon Valley of Master, northwest of Canterlot.

The bandits have already left the Shuangbao Bridge in the east.

The bandit army has approached the new area in the south of Silicon Valley.

messages through a covert observation post. It is being delivered rapidly through a variety of channels.

The three major factions, the Northern Alliance, the major forces of the Split Territory and the Mecha Sect - all of them were nervously watching the sudden movements of the bandit army in Puluo Town.

Since the First World War of Protown, the newly formed Mutual Aid League and the bandit army under its command who beat gongs and drums and erected the banner of bandits have become a powerful force that suddenly rose in the chaos of Mars.

Naturally, every move of the bandit army. will be eye-catching. Watching. Hatred, good luck. All kinds of eyes fall on this place all the time.

However, the news is passing quickly one by one, but people are only paying attention.

The three major schools are too busy to take care of themselves at the moment, and they can't reach it, and it is impossible for them to get involved in Puluo Town. And those small forces that are divided are quite self-aware.

Who knows what those bastards have buried inside the skyscrapers that line up in Puluo Town. A paramilitary mecha regiment with strong combat effectiveness that has been hidden in the Northern Alliance for a long time has been completely annihilated, and these colors rushed up, I'm afraid it is not enough for people to be buried alive! Beimeng didn't do anything, and the others still stayed from afar to watch the excitement.

That's what most people think. As for Selwall, the Northern Commercial Alliance, the time to attack Protown has not yet come, and the troops cannot be deployed.

At first, he just wanted to use a mecha regiment to scare the snake and expose the hidden forces of the Filipino Alliance.

But unexpectedly, not only was the power of the Filipino Alliance not exposed, but it completely annihilated a full regiment of the Northern Alliance in Puluo Town with only more than 100 mechas!

No matter how hard this breath is, Selwall can only swallow it!

He never fights uncertain battles, and before he finds out the details of the Fiji Alliance, he can't let the power of the Northern Alliance be exposed and let the three major schools slip out of his mouth. Therefore, he decisively launched an offensive, taking the advantage of the fisherman in one fell swoop, and beating the three major schools to a great extent!

Before receiving arms support from Seuss, Selwall's strategy for the Northern Alliance was to seize the city, control the transportation arteries, industrial areas and ports, divide the three major factions, annex scattered forces, monitor the Longxing armed groups, and preemptively control the free port of Mars in his own hands.

As for the town of Puluo, which is not considered a military location. There is no need for Selwall to fight to the death now, and let the three major schools take advantage of it in vain. Besides, Selwall had already had a plan to deal with the forces of the Filipino Alliance, and he was going to drag the Seuss Empire into the water no matter what!

In this way, under the gaze of countless complicated eyes. Two hundred and thirty-seven mechas, led by the fat man, are like sharp arrows to Master Silicon Valley.

Since leaving Puluo Town, all the local forces along the way have been shocked. The clever ones hurriedly ordered their teams to get out of the way, and those who hadn't turned the corner before they turned their brains watched as the defense line they had painstakingly managed was destroyed by this group of crazy mechs, roaring all the way.

Plaza de Mayo. On the map of Mercury Boulevard in the agricultural area of La Brata, the commercial area of Palermo, an arrow representing the bandit army is thrust forward at a rapid pace.

The Skyfire Alliance was defeated, the Ferrolie Merchant Regiment was defeated, and the Tucker Freedom Brigade was routed, and with the arrows advancing at a brutal high speed, jaw-dropping news came one by one.

What do you want to do with those crazy people?! They're almost non-stop raiding, raiding. Raid again. They kept breaking through the defenses of the forces along the way, but did not occupy them, but just ran wildly in a fixed direction.

None of them understood the operational intentions and strategic goals of the bandits, and the only ones who understood were all the staff of the Black Devil Studio.

At this moment, everyone in the studio is silently standing in front of the virtual screen of the central computer. They all looked at the real-time reports on the Internet with blank faces. Although the online coverage is very incomplete, chaotic and untimely. However, the names of the places are linked to the names of the gangs that have been defeated. But they clearly saw an extension of the town of Zhipro.

Others don't know where the end of the line is, but they do know - it's the Imagination Building in Master's Silicon Valley's Third Tech District! It's also home to the Black Devil Studios!

Three hours! The fat man dropped a word, and then, it really came!

The genius scientists looked at each other stupidly, their hearts beating faster and their hands and feet trembling, and they couldn't believe it was true.

More than 200 mechs broke through the barrier all the way. Kill here. Just to pick yourself up?

Many of the young researchers and staff members have clenched their fists. Blood welled up on his face. A pair of eyes were fixed on the arrow that was rushing across the screen and making them crazy about it. Al-Shabaab is not a progressive youth organization, nor is it a democratic party with clear political views.

After decades of development, this organization originated in the agricultural area of La Brata, which was formed by the entanglement of dozens of violent youths in the agricultural area who were not willing to be inferior, and has now become a violent community with nearly 1,600 direct violent members, controlling several urban districts west of the central city, including Master Silicon Valley, with armed mecha and a large number of gunpowder weapons.

The purpose of the club is very clear and very simple, that is, no means are compromised!

They run casinos, brothels, trading companies, port transportation and warehousing, engage in assassination, drug trafficking, human trafficking and everything else!

In the eyes of Al-Shabaab, there is nothing that cannot be done by force. They shoot anyone who dares to oppose them, threaten everyone, and grab everything in sight.

Before the outbreak of the Genre War, this society was known for its brutality and viciousness, and after the outbreak of the war, they had no scruples!

And in the eyes of everyone in Silicon Valley's Third District, Kolloff, the leader of the first column of the Shabaab Guards with a fat body, often wearing a camouflage uniform, and a scar on his face, is definitely the most cold-blooded butcher in this organization.

Coloff was known for his irascible temper and reciprocal personality.

If he wanted to kill someone, he didn't need any reason. Many of the people he tortured and killed, but only occasionally glanced at the scar on his face.

As a mid-level leader of Al-Shabaab, Colloff holds control of Silicon Valley's Third District. Under his rule, even members of the Al-Shabaab were often terrified, not knowing when the moody madman would go on a killing spree.

The scariest thing about this neuropathy is that he likes to do charity because he has always felt that his heart is soft!

Not only does he spend money to help others, but he even cries for a sick dog!

But. One day, he would also casually give orders to kill all the people he had helped. The reason is very simple, because among those people, there is an ugly and unpleasant little girl who actually opens her mouth and asks him for a toy, which makes him suddenly feel that these people are really insatiable and annoying.

Originally, Kolev was in a good mood today. Because he felt like he had just done a good deed. He has slaughtered several studios in Silicon Valley. But because the black devil studio begged for mercy, he suddenly softened his heart and gave them time to leave.

But now, he was in a bad mood.

Seeing that the deadline for the ultimatum is approaching, those idiots in the Black Devil Studio who have been so kind to them have not left yet!

Colev led twenty heavily armed guards into the Imagination Technology Building, which was shaped like a 0, and watched the elevator doors slowly close, Colev thought very attentively. What way to clean up those idiots who don't know what to do.

Although there are still a few hours before the ultimatum, it is because of the generosity of Lord Colev! Since he had given him more time, those people should have left early with gratitude, instead of staying here so ignorant and making people angry!

The bandit army along the section road all the way north is still accelerating its advance.

Their speed was already much faster than at the beginning - knowing that the Star Traveler Merchant Group on Mercury Avenue had simply moved out of the way without any attack from the bandits, many well-informed forces simply withdrew their defenses!

Now, sporadic footage of the first few battles. It's already on the web. Although they are all incoherent pictures taken by ordinary people, they are enough for everyone to get a lot of information.

Unlike what I imagined, along the way, the bandit mecha did not attack directly. They asked for a way outside the defense line in advance, and they did not talk without giving reasons. Flip through the request three times, and every word is the same. If they are rejected or there is no reply, they will go straight to the assault!

And after seeing the raid of the bandits, everyone's hearts were chilled!

is invincible, these adjectives were originally used in novels, and no one has had any intuitive experience for so many years.

But. See the attack efficiency of the bandit mech. Everyone knew, it turned out. Invincible, that's it!

Of the two hundred and thirty-eight mechas, only one hundred and eighteen at the front were put into attack!

There is no conspiracy, no kaleidoscopic tactics. The bandit mechs who opened the way in an attack formation never paid attention to the other defense lines, they only advanced along the section road, and when attacking, they sent twenty mechs to scatter on both sides to contain the infiltration, and then, all the mechs stared at one point!

With their ferocious artillery coverage and aggressive melee attack tactics, there was nothing to stop their ground defenses. Immediately after the breakthrough, they interspersed a wide range of cuts. In the gallop of division and integration, all living forces that dare to resist will be eliminated.

Dash and chase! This oldest three-fierce tactic is simply tailor-made for this armored force. Especially the black mecha that rushed to the front, as soon as it broke into the position, the position was basically over.

If the bandit army is a sharp knife, then the mecha is the blade of a sharp knife!

In the face of this arrogant, domineering and unreasonable style of play, the most ferocious Tucker Free Brigade only relied on one of their camp mechs to block it for twenty minutes!

Next, it's the crash!

And the bandits didn't care who fled, as soon as the enemy collapsed, they continued their roaring journey along the bloody path of slaughter.

For the rout of the streets, they don't even look at it!

People don't know how the defeated armed leaders will feel when they see the enemy rolling away, they just know that instead of being forcibly routed by this mad advancing army, it is better to gamble on the opening of the road!

If anyone wants to test the strength of their opponents by having their heads caught in the door panel, the forces in front of them that instinctively block are role models.

Don't be beaten half to death, only to find out that people don't want to bird you at all! That feeling will suffocate the dead!

Al-Shabaab leader Foreman was sweating as he looked at the arrow on the digital map that led to Silicon Valley.

He didn't expect that he, who had never contradicted the bandit army, would actually meet this gang of killing gods.

What exactly is their purpose?

Foreman only felt dizzy and shivering all he could now.

He didn't know whether he would let or not let the bandits come to the city!

Foreman, 42 years old this year, has been in Silicon Valley for 30 years. From a small minion to the position of leader of the al-Shabaab, Foreman's biggest characteristic is that he does not fight uncertain battles.

He never thought that he could make any waves in Freeport on his own. Therefore, his strategy has always been to find the right and the left.

Whether it is the previous and the three major schools, and the Fangs Society, and the Gray Wolf Gang, he must not be offended!

With a good relationship, a fairly good armed strength in hand, and many years of operation in two districts near Silicon Valley, Foreman's life has always been very comfortable.

After the war broke out, Foreman set his sights on other parts of Silicon Valley.

For al-Shabaab, Silicon Valley, where every inch of land is at stake, is the capital to serve the ultimate victor in the future. However, because there is no port in control of the hand, and there is no fleet, although Foreman and several small communities have the upper hand in the battle for Silicon Valley turf, the recent times have not been easy.

Food is scarce, energy is scarce, weapons and ammunition are not enough. In order to concentrate food substances, Foreman has recently even targeted the laboratory laboratories that he had previously considered laying hens.

Although Silicon Valley can't leave these monsters who are locked in the laboratory all day, but, judging from the current situation, if you don't want to hold on, this chicken nest is also not his Foreman's.

Now, Silicon Valley is still clearing supplies, and the west is still fighting against those two small communities, and the only ones that can be used to defend against bandits in the south are a few hundred infantry and more than a hundred private mechs.

With this little force, I want to stop that group of crazy people

"Report!" An al-Shabaab stumbled in front of Foreman: "The bandits are coming!" ”

Foreman stood up abruptly. Just as he grabbed the collar of the al-Shabaab who came to report, a voice came from outside the defense line not far away.

"The bandit army borrows the way!"

The cold four words made Foreman shudder