In the northern mountains, the tall Teklaal Mountains stretch for thousands of kilometres.

On the top of this dragon-like mountain range, there is snow that does not melt all year round. On the mountainside, there are grayish-brown bare rocks, while at the foot of the mountain are crisscrossing streams and dense primeval forests.

The 13th Panzer Division and the 51st Infantry Division were now stationed in a col at the foot of Mount Teklar.

In the dense jungle, tens of thousands of Chakner soldiers have turned the place as far as the eye can see into a large field barracks.

Dozens of mechs were scattered around the patrol, mechanics were busy repairing mechs, officers were busy checking maps, cooking squads were cooking in the extended transport mechs, and paramedics were supporting the wounded, walking slowly in the sun and doing rehabilitation.

In a flat clearing, several mechs could be faintly seen leaping and moving, and the sound of fighting could be heard from time to time - it was the bandit mecha gods of war who were teaching the mecha warriors their combat skills. This kind of training has been going on since the breakthrough of the hot spring town.

Under their teaching, although the mecha warriors have not improved by leaps and bounds, they have improved a lot in some lethal skills in close combat and cross-wave cover coordination.

After all, they are all battle-hardened warriors, and sometimes, what everyone lacks is that little bit of inspiration to pierce the window paper. And the words of these masters who have already stood in another realm, the explanation of an action, is a bit of a stone-to-gold. In the golden and iron resonance of the mecha fight, there was a burst of exclamation and cheers from time to time.

In a clearing near the shore of a beautiful little lake, where sunlight spilled bits and pieces on the grass from the cracks in the canopy, the command mech had been turned on, and the automatic armor plates and the instruments that retracted out of the mech had been combined to form a command post for the sky.

Pei Litong sketched with a pen on the electronic sand table; Balmer was whispering to a staff officer standing by the sparkling lake; The old marshal Li Cunxin sat on a folding chair, straightened his legs, squinted his eyes and basked in the sun; Staff officers with their own duties and tasks walked around busily; Boswell, Milan and a group of scientists were busy collecting and testing data for a few [Thunder] vehicles that were still in motion.

"Earned...... Hehe......"

A laugh came from not far away, causing everyone to stop what they were doing. Everyone glanced in the direction from which the voice came, then exchanged a look with each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

On the grass dozens of meters away, the transport mechs formed a huge phalanx in rows. The sweaty logistics staff were counting the mountains of seized materials, and the two fat men who had nothing to do in the entire camp were following the logistics director's farts and strands, stretching their necks to look at the list in the supervisor's hand, and their faces couldn't help but be happy.

Along the way, everyone finally understood why the fat man's army called itself a bandit army.

Since the breakout of Hot Spring Town to the present, in just over 50 hours, this bandit, one big and one small, has led the armored troops to do several votes.

The mountainous north is a vast area with numerous towns scattered throughout. The two main resource roads of Canglangxing also pass through the northern mountains. Entering the northern mountains, this army is like a fish entering the sea. And for that fat major general, it was like a bandit entering Alibaba's treasure house!

The two men were not idle for a moment as the troops marched deep into the mountains, and every day they saw in the headquarters were fat men and butt thieves staring at the map, discussing where to grab - the little boy named Butt was too familiar with the northern mountains, and not only that, but he seemed to be able to see through the forces of the Jeppen and know the distribution of their bases.

At first, everyone thought it was just a joke. After all, the mechs captured from Hot Springs, plus the original ones, have been reorganized into a reinforced armored regiment and an electronic reinforcement company. The damaged mechs collected on the battlefield, plus the captured parts, are gradually turning into mechs to join the combat sequence of the 13th Armored Division.

The infantry of the 51st Division did not lag behind. In addition, a large number of weapons, mobilized mechas, and captured individual equipment have been distributed, so that the firepower and mobility of the 51st Division are not much worse than those of an armored division. Although the infantry cannot fight hard with the armored division in the field, when it comes to escape and positional blockade, even if you face two armored divisions at the same time, you can hold out for a few days.

Compared with the past, the current days are simply serfs turning over and becoming landlords, and they can't be more nourishing. Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, it is important for the troops to preserve their strength and avoid the enemy forces that are attacking everywhere. Who still thinks that they want to take the initiative to provoke others, what's the use of grabbing more things, it's impossible to rely on these two divisions to counterattack and attack, right?

However, this fat man is reckless!

Not long after leaving Hot Spring Town, he had just entered the northern mountains, and he was even followed by a Jeppen Panzer Division that was pursuing this side from Resource Highway No. 3, so he took advantage of the night with the little boy to lead a group of gods of war who never asked half of his own questions and an unknown armored battalion to attack a small town sixty kilometers away from the main army's advanced route.

The population of that town was not large, but since there was originally a garrison base in Chacna, and it was located in an important location between Resource Highway 3 and Resource Highway 5, there was an armored battalion stationed in the Jeppen people. On the one hand, it is to protect the logistical transportation on the resource road, and on the other hand, it is to clear the resistance and strengthen the control of the Canglang Star.

That night, when the fat man and his gang came back, the soldiers of the entire camp saw that more than a hundred transport mechs full of supplies entered the camp in an endless stream, the loot was piled up, and there was a burst of noise in the shaking lights of the mechas. In addition to capturing nearly 100 battle mechs and bringing back countless weapons and equipment, the fat men even brought back a team of soldiers who had been scattered by the local garrison and rebels who had been imprisoned by the Jeppen.

A full 3,000 soldiers of the Chakna local garrison and hundreds of militiamen, policemen, inspectors, and ordinary people joined the troops, and only the old marshal Li Cunxin and the two division commanders were happy to laugh from ear to ear.

At the beginning of this one, I can't take it anymore.

It turned out that the two fat men, one big and one small, secretly discussed and pulled the troops to hunt wild food.

After the First World War, the guys in the armored battalion, with the acquiescence of Pei Li and others, blatantly conspired together.

A group of people discussed all day long which place to attack, and they fought it. I just attacked a place, and before the seized materials were counted, I heard the little boy report a place name, and the fat man calculated and deduced, and the farts and shares of these guys couldn't sit still.

In just over 50 hours, the team has swelled to 33,000 people. Reading books, you will come to Feiku, countless underground resistance groups, countless guerrillas who have fled into the mountains, and the Chakner youth, who have not been born and raised here, are crossing the mountains and advancing towards the northern mountains. There are also countless resistance groups, which are launching attacks on the Jeppen garrison in various places.

At present, the local garrison troops in Jepeng in the entire northern mountainous area are already full of rumors. The reconnaisance mechs sent out reported again and again that they were tracking the news that the Chipeng troops, who had been ordered to carry out a search in the northern mountains, had retreated.

From the troops out of Hot Spring Town, Jiepeng's pursuit is just a matter of making a scene, the terrain in the northern mountains is complex and the area is vast, as a first-class immigrant planet like Canglang Star, it is easy for the small towns scattered to provide supplies for the troops hiding in the mountains. If you want to catch the shadow of the main force of the Chakner army in this mountainous area, you have to invest at least twenty or thirty divisions, and spend a month or two to encircle on all sides!

Jie Pengjun, who already had no confidence in the pursuit, was attacked by the fat man with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, and he was dizzy.

Not to mention the attacks on several important material bases, it was also because it was impossible to distinguish whether it was the main force of Chackner who was attacked several times. Several small troops were eaten clean by the main force that made a roundabout approach in the mountains and the fat man who took the sheep by the hand. Knowing that it would be futile to continue like this, and fearing that his base would also be wiped out, the Jeppen troops in all directions simply retreated.

This also gave the Chackner Army this leisurely time.

By the lake, the old marshal who had taken a nap opened his eyes, stretched out in the sun, looked back and saw the fat man who had nothing to do, and beckoned with a smile: "General Tian, come, accompany the old man and I will chat." ”

"Not available!" The fat man didn't look back, and continued to stare at the list in the logistics officer's hand, his eyes glowing green.

Li Cunxin was stunned for a moment, and then he was angry.

The officers on the side looked at each other.

The old marshal Li Cunxin has a very high prestige, and he is actually a little naughty and domineering. In the Chakner Military Department, the old man at Feiku Station often makes people cry and laugh when he is happy, and when he is angry, he slaps the table and scolds his own son without saying a word or two. I have seen a lot of people with a gray face in front of him, and the guy who can be so angry that he blows his beard and stare at him without giving him face, this Le Lei Fat Major General is still the first.

Everyone saw that the old man's face was wrong, and was about to turn his face away, pretending not to hear anything, when he heard Milan, who was overhauling the mecha in the distance, shouting: "Fatty, come here!" ”

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they saw a lightning bolt slashing, and the fat man had already taken an arrow step, and he jumped over. He said diligently: "It's coming, it's coming." ”

With a buzz, the originally silent command post became busy again, and the officers who did not squint walked around, or talked, or typed on the keyboard, and peeked at Li Cunxin again, and the old man leaned back in his chair depressedly and closed his eyes. On that forehead, no matter how you look at it, there are also a few green tendons jumping.

"Marshal Li called you just now?" Seeing the fat man running in front of him, Milan closed the leg cover of the mecha, wiped off the oil stains in his hands with a special cleaning towel, stood on tiptoe, and glanced at the lake from the fat man's shoulder.

"No wow!" The fat man's eyes widened.

"Oh," Milan said cheerfully, taking the fat man's hand, "when the work is done, go for a walk with me." ”

"Walking?!" The fat man blinked his eyes, and suddenly his nose was sore, and tears flowed down his face: "I know there is a good place...... It's beautiful, it's quiet, and there's absolutely no one. ”

"No one? There is nothing to do with anyone taking a walk...... Milan was stunned, then blushed and gritted his teeth and pushed the fat man: "......** fat man, don't take me there yet, if the scenery is not good, see how I clean you up!" ”

The fat man has 3.65 million pores all over his body, and he is bubbling with beauty. Pull Milan and get on the mecha. Hearing the roar of the engine, the mech stretched out its limbs, stood up and ran towards a mountain to the west.

Looking outside the cockpit, the surprised expressions of the officers flashed in front of them, smelling the familiar smell of the fat man, and the scene of being tired of being with the fat man in the past came to mind again, Milan only felt hot and soft...... This ** fat man has a lot of tricks......

Under the control of the fat man, the mecha climbed over a mountain beam, through a small forest, and climbed up the cliff face. The suspension system of the mecha rippled gently like a wave, and there was no bump at all.

A few minutes later, the mech was standing on a small hill.

Holding the fat man's arm, Milan looked down the hill stupidly.

It was a small valley basin, no more than one or two square kilometers in circumference, and the small basin was tightly covered by rising hills around it. Descending from the hill is a dense forest, and in the middle of the woods is a beautiful lake as flat as a mirror. The bottom of the lake is light blue, and a few dead trees covered with green moss lie quietly on the bottom of the lake.

The blue sky, the white clouds, and the green shadows of the surrounding trees are reflected on the clear and calm surface of the lake.

The mech jumped down the hill and through the silent jungle to the lake.

The two held hands, stood on the shore of the lake, breathing in the cold air of early winter in the northern hemisphere of Canglang Star, and only felt quiet and peaceful for a while, relaxed and happy.

"Want to take a bath?" The fat man gently hugged Milan's slender waist, his hand ran along the seam of the waist, caressing the silky smooth and tender skin, and feeling the elasticity of the small waist that he held in his hand.

Milan leaned softly on the fat man, and glanced at him with crimson cheeks: "The water is very cold now......

"There's a place where it's not cold...... "The fat man smugly kissed Milan on the face. This place was discovered when he came back from the last sneak attack, and he had already made up his mind to bring Milan around. Nature carefully probed. This inquiry really made him find something different.

"Follow me." The fat man took Milan's hand and walked half a circle along the small lake, along the shore that meandered into the jungle for less than two minutes. Come to the edge of a small pool connected to the lake.

Before the fat man could speak, Milan was already cheering. The jungle is silent, under the trees. Covered with a thick layer of yellow and red fallen leaves, the water vapor filled the sky above the small pool, like a milky white mist.

Hot spring! Milan excitedly hugged the fat man and kissed him fiercely, ran to the edge of the small puddle like a deer, and tried to reach into the water with a hint of thick fog.

After all, it is a natural hot spring, and the temperature is extremely high, but it is very comfortable in a pool of water connected to the large lake. The warmth of the lake wrapped around her fingers, making Milan want to melt her body into the water in no time.

Women are always resistant to beautiful views and warm water. During these more than 20 days of escape, not to mention soaking in hot springs, even taking a bath in a transport mecha is a luxury. It wasn't until he broke through the spa town that Milan took a shower.

When she thought of the last time she took a bath, she thought of the embarrassed appearance of the fat man, and Milan felt weak.

Now, this ** fat man is standing behind him. The lustful gaze does not leave his waist and hips.

"Turn around, don't look!" Milan bit her lip and stared at the fat man with a sparkling gaze.

"Okay, don't look at it!" The fat man turned around dryly.

Knowing that this fat man must not keep his promises, Milan's heart is only warm. This heaven and earth, this jungle, this warm little waterhole. There are only two people, himself and him.

The slender jade hand that is as white as jade gently tears the zipper of the combat uniform, and the one-piece winter suit of the rice **. Slipping from the smooth shoulders, the cloud-like hair broke free from the shackles of the headband and sprinkled like a waterfall, and the pink underwear and pants fell one after another on the white research coat spread out on the ground......

An inaudible moan. Slender calves, smooth and elastic buttocks. The slender and powerful waist slides into the warm water one after another.

The fat man turned and looked at Milan.

The white fog slowly eased between the two, and the vision was hazy.

"Aren't you coming?"

The coquettish voice was like a soft and ambiguous rattan, piercing out of the fog and wrapping around the fat man's body like silk.

The fat man took off his clothes. Like a wild tiger, walking into the pool.

The light veil shrouded in front of him slowly dissipated as the distance approached, and the bright and shy eyes became clearer and clearer. The pool of water, as the body advances, gently swells on the skin. A diffuse ripple rippled, and a smooth **, like an octopus, wound around it.

The fat man put his hand around Milan's plump and elastic buttocks, and when he squeezed it a little harder, he squeezed out a coquettish exclamation. Milan's slender ** wrapped around the fat man's waist, trembling * room, rippling with the undulating water. From head to toe. Every minute and every trace is beautiful to the extreme, ** to the extreme.

Milan put her arms around the fat man's neck, looked at his eyes shyly and boldly, her whole body was as soft as if she had no bones, and her mouth was full of self-a**: "Thief, what are you going to do?!" ”

The corners of the fat man's mouth curved up when he saw the smile of the little white rabbit, all thieves, who would do any good things!

You forced me!

He lowered his head and kissed the woman's red lips. One hand gently grasped the lump of softness on the surface of the water, and his fingers brushed the upturned red......

In the jungle, the breeze blows, and the thick water vapor wafts left and right on the waterhole, gathering and scattering...... Such as the crying moan, moaning, the babbling endlessly, in the thick and faint fog, the two red, * ** intertwined, a moment later, the slender jade body was turned over, the waist line plump and round buttocks, in the violent impact of the rapid ripple, the sound of the waves crashing on the shore......