The tired procession, in silence, waded along a stream. （pm）

The stream meanders from the valley to the valley, and the steep mountains around it are surrounded by dense foliage that squeezes a line into the sky at the top of the valley.

The stream splashed with tiny pieces of water under the trampling of huge mechanical legs. The pebbles and mud at the bottom of the river were churned up, and it took a long time for the mecha team to pass before it fell silent again. The dawn sun had cast itself from the undulating curves of the distant mountains, and sprinkled them piece by piece, smearing the mountains with a pale golden light.

The morning mist, illuminated by the light, is a cloud of white wrapped in green mountains.

There was a warning from a little kid in my ears. The ranks dispersed into the woods on both sides of the creek, under the cliffs.

Two minutes later, two Peng fighters roared overhead. After another three minutes, three fighters flying from the other direction also flew violently.

In the valley, there was silence. Only the small sound of running water and the occasional birdsong in the woods.

The fat man opened his seat and took a deep breath of the moist and fresh air on the shore of the valley water.

The cool wind can't catch up with the tiredness that hits like a tide. In this picturesque scenery, he swore and slid down the dew-covered mecha shell to the ground, and sat down on the ground.

"Twenty minutes off."

With the fat man ground order. One by one, the cockpits of the mechs opened. The warriors who have long been exhausted beyond their shape. Climb out of the mech. I only had time to choose a slightly flatter place, and I couldn't move anymore when I lay down.

More than 200 soldiers. Whether it is a bandit soldier. Prisoners of war who escaped death were still infantry on the ground. I haven't closed my eyes for a day and a night. This is on weekdays. Maybe it's nothing. But it travels 500 kilometers in the night. Annihilated three Jeppen armored battalions in succession with a single company of ground forces. Combat intensity in this way. It's simply not something that ordinary people can afford.

The fat man was lying on the slippery grass. I'm tired to death. But I couldn't sleep. Turning his head, he couldn't help but smile. A group of Chakner soldiers was mixed with about two dozen Jeppen soldiers. Happiness knows no bounds.

Chakna warriors around. They all changed back into their own combat uniforms. Only he and a group of bandits wore the Jeppen combat uniform.

Man in a mech. It doesn't matter what you wear. The Chakna warriors switched back. It's because they want to return to their own place after all, and a group of guys wearing Jiepeng's uniforms and driving Jiepeng's mecha suddenly appeared, causing a misunderstanding.

But a gang of bandits. When they were shot down, they wore bandit uniforms, which were used in daily life and in the interior of the ship. and modern army cold protection. Radiation protection. Wear. Stealth combat suits are completely different. Naturally, there is no need to change it. Jeppen's uniform is not good-looking, although it is not gray. But it's better to wear than to wear a rag.

In less than a minute, you can already hear bursts of snoring.

In my head, I was groggy and extremely awake and excited. The fat man leaned against a big tree depressedly and lit a cigarette.

His current location is less than 30 kilometers away from the base of the enemy's 3rd Regiment of the 172nd Division stationed under the high ground, and there is also a temporary prisoner of war camp.

The location of the prisoner of war camp, the number of prisoners of war, and the number of troops stationed there, all had been clear an hour ago. However, knowing that their three armored battalions had been wiped out, several large armies poured out and searched everywhere. The entire Jeppen control area was made to a lot of noise.

After ambushing the enemy's 172nd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Division, the team came all the way and just fled. I don't know how many Jeppen reconnaissance squads, how many warplanes, how many roadblock checkpoints I met.

If it weren't for the ruthlessness of the little kid who squeezed out every trace of the strength of the armor, if it weren't for his natural sense of smell, if it weren't for the ability to steal chickens and dogs and hide his whereabouts in the [Flames of War] network in the Le Lei War, I am afraid that he would have been caught by the Jeppen people a long time ago.

He broke a branch and made two circles on the ground, and the fat man stared at the dirt.

These three attacks went smoothly and amazingly. All the combat plans and deduction operations were completed by him alone. Some time ago, hundreds of deduction confrontations per day have already shown results. And in terms of combat command, he is no longer the rookie who has not even read basic military textbooks.

Margaret, Fang Xiang, and even Chekov and Karl all graduated from regular military academies. The first two are even more talented. One is a student of Tolstoy, the famous general of Salga, and the other is a military genius who has been brought by the military god Hastings for twenty years, and has already commanded large-scale battles behind the scenes at the age of eighteen.

During that time, he spent almost all of his time studying military theory, analyzing war examples, and deducing confrontations.

He was studying when the battleship was flying in the Free Passage of Mars, and when he arrived in the Longbow system, he was also learning. Before joining Russell, he arrested people to fight, and after the meeting, he grabbed more people to deduce confrontation. Even Russell didn't escape. Sometimes, after a busy day, I only sleep for two or three hours and then get up to study again.

Fat people know what they have to do. The people around him knew it, too. No matter how much he tossed, the others just watched from afar, watching, and never disturbed him.

Everyone knows that on the body of this fat man, there is a word on his back, called responsibility!

It's a man, and he will be responsible, but this poor fat man has a lot of heavy backs. That's for the Commonwealth of Leray, for the Mars Free World, for Salga

If you say, in the past, the fat man was in the Gariparan military laboratory, desperately learning mecha knowledge, learning all kinds of strange skills, and practicing grid in the gravity room like a masochist

A manipulated it so that he could survive this war. He is for the entire bandit army.

By this time, the fat man knew that what he used to know was no longer enough.

From a mechanic, to a major general. Dominate the whole of Mars from a destroyer in the free world. From a tattered fleet to a force with eight A-class fleets, from dozens of space mecha warriors on the Berlan Rose to a super mecha force composed of countless high-level mechas, the responsibilities on my shoulders have become heavier and heavier along the way!

The fat man never dared to think carefully about how heavy the responsibility was. He only knew that if he still regarded himself as a mechanic, a mecha warrior who was running around and trying to survive, maybe one day, he would bury these people who followed him, and bury himself and their future!

In this troubled world, the days of escaping by assembling mechs have been unconsciously gone for three whole years! Since I can't catch up with the past time, I can't let go of the responsibility that is unconsciously pressed on my shoulders. He can only learn the study of teeth. In peacetime, he deduced confrontation with Margaret and others, and in wartime, he stood beside Fang Xiang and watched with wide eyes. Learn as you play!

These days, I can't remember how much I've learned from Margaret and others. The opponents of the daily confrontation are not only Margaret and Fang Xiang, but also Hastings and Tolstoy. Failure after failure, setbacks again and again, in exchange for his nirvana again and again, the most single-minded spirit in all mankind.

In the past, Russell was forced to memorize the military rules of thousands of classic battle examples, but it has become an instinct in his head. Even if Russell is broken apart and crumpled and all the combat examples explained are forgotten, he can still use his knowledge to redeploy and reconstruct the cause and effect of that battle! Then, use his deduction technique to restore the details!

If in the previous battles, it was only the fat man who relied on his own instincts, his luck and cleverness to win, then this attack on Jeppen's three armored battalions was a masterpiece that he carefully conceived and planned from beginning to end and personally commanded!

The fat man couldn't sleep, and after three attacks, his mind was now like an artist's excitement when he had just completed the first great work in his life.

Same, there are some worries.

In this battle, although it is impeccable in all aspects, the role of the butt and the gold medal fighters accounts for more than half! In addition, it was a sneak attack, and the test he faced was not so big.

And now, Jieren has enabled a dynamic password to check the identity of every unit and even everyone in the war zone. The little kid can no longer be as unscrupulous in Skynet as before**.

It would take a long time to break through the sealed capsule of the enemy's Skynet without attracting attention, even if it was artificial intelligence.

There is no electronic fortress in this world that the little kids can't break. As long as there is a program, there are loopholes. The butt itself is an intelligent program, and as it moves through the electronic world, every unit is a member of its kind, a subordinate, a friend, or a part of its body.

Human beings can stop it for a while, but they can't stop it for a lifetime.

As long as there is enough time, the dynamic password is enabled, and the Skynet with countless sealed cabins has been added, it will once again become the back garden of the little children who can enter and exit at will!

It's a pity that I don't have much time left.

From the information in the sky net, it was learned that the angry Jepeng people had laid a net of heaven and earth throughout the mountainous area. In order to catch the force that was wandering among them, they even postponed the general attack. At the same time, as a retaliation for the Jeppen people, two thousand Chakner soldiers in the prisoner of war camp will be executed en masse!

Looking at the muddy floor, the two circles in front of him, the fat man knew that this was a trap!

It is indisputable that the Jeppen people kill the heaviest, and it is simply a tradition in this country to execute their captives. Psychologically, morally, there will be no burden in the slightest.

At this time, it was announced on the sky net, and it was for the opponent to see!

One can imagine what kind of net will be laid around the prisoner of war camp in close proximity to the forward base. The net won't be very tight, it's too dense, the bait won't work! So, Jeppen people will give a chance! Even if they can't completely annihilate this army, which they don't know the size and quantity, they must keep track of their whereabouts.

To lure it out is to win.

Judging from the deployment of troops in this area, what the Jiepeng people can use is that the three regiments of the 172nd Division sit on the front as the main force, and the remaining three battalions of the other two regiments and the two regiments of the 59th Division that are close at high speed behind them are squeezing into the middle.

If you want to save the prisoners of war, you have to jump into this circle!

Looking at the circle on the dirt floor, the fat man's eyes flashed. If it were Margaret and Hastings, I am afraid that they would give up the rescue and instead plan to attack the living forces of the other party. Break through each and eat him another battalion! If it is Fang Xiang and Tolstoy, it is estimated that they will be biased towards Hushanxing, and they can save as much as they can get!

What about yourself?! If it can be connected with the 415 position, if the Chakner still has available mobile forces, it is not difficult to take advantage of the time difference between the enemy's encirclement. But now

The fat man used a branch, in two circles, to jerk out a straight line.

Damn, scare Lao Tzu!

This Longtan Tiger**, I want to break through!

It's the last day of the double monthly pass, for my sake, are you sprinkling water? People need to be moisturized!

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