The whole Puditok is very lively at the moment. Several medium-sized transports and hundreds of small transports are moored in the major bases, and countless transport mechs and engineering mechs, as well as infantry transports, are busy transporting various supplies to the transport ships.

Nearly half of the thousands of strategic material reserve warehouses have been emptied, and the retreat of non-combatants is also proceeding in an orderly manner, and all the mechs and vehicles that can still be driven have been gathered together, and under the escort of several remaining infantry battalions, they are gradually withdrawn in the direction of Fadick in the northeast.

The temporary command center of the Changxian Gang Theater was moved into a heavy command mecha that could accommodate twenty people, and it was ready to go.

At this moment, in the mecha, Nia, who had just rushed back to Puditok, and several regiment commanders looked at each other head-on, "Assassinate Stephen?" This news made them a little dizzy for a while.

Commanders at any level usually only focus on strategic technology, and the enemy's deployment, troop strength, combat effectiveness, mobility, and logistical supply are the concerns of these commanders who were born in military academies or who have risen through the ranks of military merit.

In this world, I think other people's troops are too tenacious, and fly directly to the commander to blackhand, it seems that only a fat man can do it, this guy, in his bones, is not a general at all, and there is no one in the world who is more familiar with him than him for special forces to steal chickens and dogs.

The battle situation is stalemate, the abdomen and back are affected by the enemy, right, Lao Tzu has a headache, Lao Tzu has no way, since Lao Tzu is angry and angry, don't blame me for attacking you! This can't be compared to fighting, and the monkey steals the peach and pinches the eggs, which doesn't work, so let's squeeze it first.

Such a logic of war, if it is placed elsewhere, it is simply a joke, no matter which country, the modern military system guarantees in the first place that the command system of the army will not collapse because of the death of someone! When the marshal died, there were generals, and when the generals died, there were lieutenant generals.

Kill whom. The planet is still rotating, and it still has to be fought, so it's a big deal to delay a little.

"Does it work?" Gasl muttered.

After a moment of silence. Stewart clenched his fists and said heavily, "It works!" ”

Hearing what Stewart said, everyone looked at each other, thought about it seriously, and only felt that with Mozic's current situation, if the fat man really killed Stephen, he would have been struggling to support under the strong attack of the expeditionary force. The Stephen Group, which has many internal problems, may really gradually collapse!

The main reason for this is that without the banner of Stephen, no matter how powerful the Howard family is, the princes may not be willing to continue to give them the only force in their hands. After all, family force is the protection of the interests of the family, no one is a fool, and everyone will leave a way back for themselves!

Besides, as soon as Stephen dies, even if this ambush is won, what can it do? The Howard family may also be able to make some deals with Reinhardt with their strength, and these families who have become cannon fodder are afraid that they don't even have room to speak.

The fat man's mess with the stick, seemingly naïve, carefully scrutinized, really grasped the key point of the entire battle situation, no matter what the battle situation is, kill the leader first and then look at it, this is the fat man's typical unreasonable and unreasonable hooligan style.

The most important thing is that the Nineteenth Division and the Freedom Front could not have to bear unnecessary sacrifices in front of the Desik elite armored division.

For the fat man to go deep behind the enemy line to assassinate Stephen alone, everyone was moved, but also couldn't help but be a little worried, no matter how powerful the special forces unit is, without an extremely precise plan in advance, without the close cooperation of intelligence and combat units, without considerable luck and sacrifice, it is extremely difficult to complete such a task.

And the fat man, he actually went in alone on a fighter plane.

Angry and worried, Nia glared at Bonnie fiercely, bit her lip, and paused, "This fool! ”

Just as they were thinking, in front of the central information station, a report from a military staff officer interrupted the thoughts of the regiment commanders: "The first flight squadron has approached the airdrop site. ”

With a hula, several regiment commanders surrounded them.

Dozens of virtual screens on the central information station are showing the footage of Skynet satellites tracking the fighter formation from all angles, Stephen, it should be that in the Clijsters Army Base, which is 300 kilometers east of Jiacuo, 24 [Kraken] fighters are already approaching the range of Jiajiao's air interception.

The Stephen Group's ground air interception has limited the depth of the fighters' penetration, and at this moment, it has become a huge meat grinder battlefield, and the expeditionary force has made a detour on the periphery, expanding this battlefield to a hundred kilometers away, and the fat man wants to reach the Clijsters base, the only route is to pass through the Gaco theater and follow the mountain valley on the left flank of the No. 6 Resource Highway, and attack more than 200 kilometers!

At the same time that everyone was gathered around the central information station, the fighter squadron happened to usher in a wave of anti-aircraft missile blockade. Viewed from the perspective of the Skynet satellite, these anti-aircraft missiles that flew from the deep ground missile base in the rear of the Jiajiao have already rushed out of the lower layer, like a swarm of flying fish suddenly emerging from the sea, rushing towards the squadron of fighters.

Then, everyone heard a voice that was too familiar to be more familiar.

"Missiles! Missile! The fat man exclaimed, pulling his throat.

"Don't worry, General." The pilot smiled and comforted.

“――”

"Missiles! Missile! The fat man was terrified.

"I know!" The pilot said angrily.

“――”

"Missiles! Missile! "The fat man is still barking.

"Shut up!" The pilot went crazy, regardless of the rank, and roared angrily.

The fighter rolled over, the nose of the plane pulled up suddenly, and with the screaming of the fighter engine, the fat man closed his mouth aggrievedly, watching in horror as the missiles on the radar got closer and closer.

The entire fighter formation did not disperse until the missiles entered the lock-on area. After each of them set off to induce the interceptor missiles, the twenty-four [Krakens] that gathered together quickly divided into twelve two-plane formations, like a blooming trumpet flower, scattering in all directions.

Changsi's rich experience in dealing with missile interception enabled these pilots not to panic at all, and all their movements were swift and accurate, and the timing was exactly right.

The missiles that had just locked onto the target were blocked by the oncoming inducing interceptor missiles at high speed, and it was too late to change direction, and a few seconds later, a series of thunderous explosions sounded in the sky, and only a few of the surviving missiles broke through the inducing blockade, but they had already lost the trace of their fighters. It can only spin in the air for a few turns, and finally detonates automatically after losing power.

"Missiles! Missile! The fat man screamed again.

"Where?" The flight screamed and suddenly became nervous, there was no response on the radar, and there was no one in his line of sight, which was the situation that every pilot was most afraid of.

"Isn't that gone?" The fat man looked left and right and asked curiously.

“――”

The fighter planes began to lower their altitude as they roared through the artillery fire, and on the radar, points of light representing the second and third waves of missiles flashed. Quickly approaching.

"It's time to get there-" The pilot gritted his teeth and pulled down the catapult valve in the back seat, and the fat man was ejected like a missile, and in the fat man's mournful cry, the fighter plane soared up like a harrier eagle.

"Missiles, missiles!" The pilot muttered.

“***！” The fat man in free fall was in a hurry, and finally in the air of less than two hundred meters, he pressed the ground start button of the airborne, and with a muffled sound, three mechanical arms like octopus tentacles ejected from the backpack and quickly fell to the ground.

When the fat man fell less than thirty meters from the ground, with the three soft sounds of "snatching", the mechanical claw at the top of the mechanical arm had sunk into the soil, and the flexible mechanical wall began to bend one by one, counteracting the gravity of the fat man's fall with extremely precise and rapid movements.

"Whew!" After a miserable scream, several people gathered in front of the central information station and watched the fat man land covered their eyes in unison.

A horizontal branch, stretched into the three mechanical arms, the fat man who had not opened the protective airbag descended quickly, but this was not something his second child could bear, with a click, on the screen, the fat man who rode the branch off, knelt on the ground with his eyes protruding, curled up into a ball of wailing.

"Fatty! Are you alright? Nia was so anxious that she almost cried, grabbed the microphone and asked.

"It's Skynet monitoring, he can't hear it." Bonnie bit her lip and looked at the wailing fat man, with a strange look on her face, not knowing whether she was worried or amused.

After a long time, the fat man finally came to his senses, took off his backpack with difficulty, and sat on the ground with his legs and stomach in his hands.

"Second brother-" The slut obviously didn't know that the little kid had aimed most of the Skynet satellites at him, he was stunned for a long time, lowered his head and pulled open his crotch, took out the second brother, and looked left and right: "It's okay, right?" ”

"Phew!" The scene on the virtual screen made Bonnie blush, and she spat and turned her face away. Nia covered her eyes, stomped her feet and said, "Dead fatty, you're going to die!" ”

Several regiment commanders who looked at each other were so red that they couldn't bear it anymore, and they laughed crookedly one by one, screaming to the sky and grabbing the ground, sobbing and wiping tears, this teacher really didn't know what to think in his head.

The fat man on the screen looked left and right, looked around, and then rubbed the second child distressedly, and carefully stuffed it back into the crotch. Stood up, used the combat aid on his arm to make his way, and began to run wildly towards the base in Clijsters.

The next Skynet image made everyone can't believe their eyes, and everyone who was still laughing in front of the central information station just now fell silent, and opened their mouths wide one by one, dumbfounded.

On the virtual screen, the fat man quickly crossed a meadow, slid down a small slope with his hands and feet against the ground. Then, with a flick of his legs, he jumped over a stream like a sturdy elk, and in a few steps, he jumped up a nearly vertical cliff.

The cliff was steep, but the fat man turned a blind eye, his legs exchanged, and every time he flexed and stretched, his body suddenly jumped up, and he was walking on the vertical cliff as if he were walking on the ground, near the top of the cliff, he reached out and grabbed a rattan, and he didn't see how to exert himself, just like an ape.

Just reached the top of the cliff, the fat man let go of the vine, in the exclamation of everyone, only to see him climb the cliff edge with one hand, a roll, the body swinging into a "one" word, not waiting to land, both feet stepped sideways on a big tree, the body bent the knee and kicked suddenly, the whole person shot into the forest like a cannonball, a few vertical leaps in succession, in the blink of an eye, has been in the low jungle running for hundreds of meters.

Everyone in front of the central information desk was speechless in shock.

This phantom that flickered and moved in the jungle was really that stupid, stupid fat man? I'm afraid, a leopard can't run as fast as him!

Six military satellites tracked the same target alternately, and for a whole hour, everyone stupidly watched the fat man on the virtual screen running tirelessly, from beginning to end, his speed never slowed down! This is beyond everyone's comprehension.

The fat man is a very powerful special soldier, but special forces are also people! Who can do it for an hour in the mountains and forests at such an almost rushing speed? Moreover, everyone present knows that this is not only a simple run, but also the stealth skills of the special forces, which have also been fully exerted by him, suddenly changing direction again and again, disappearing and sneaking again and again, moving and flashing again and again, if it is not locked in advance, if it is not for every two satellites as a group to track from all angles, several times, everyone almost lost him!

This guy is simply a fat fox in a four-color camouflage combat uniform!

"Boom!" An explosion came from a distance, which woke everyone in front of the central information station, and everyone understood that this was the battle between Desik's vanguard and the infantry defense line on the outskirts of the city. Immediately, the roar of countless self-propelled guns and the screams of missiles fired sounded, and the entire command mecha began to shake slightly.

Several regiment commanders pulled their legs and walked out, the team that had retreated to the periphery of Plisk, and they still needed them to command, and when they reached the mecha hatch, several people turned back to Bonnie and said: "In a while, pass us the Skynet synchronization code, and see how long our division commander can run!" ”