The poignant alarm sounded in the airport. Countless Lelei soldiers rushed out of the barracks, or ran forward, or jumped onto the rail car, and rushed to the dock of the battleship to moored at the sound of the officer's command and repeated announcements.

On the docks, there was a lot of chaos. The huge enclosed space is illuminated by white lights. The red glow of the siren lights kept turning in circles and swept over the battleship. Countless transfer robotic arms, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, frantically transported material containers one by one onto the warship.

Soldiers poured in like a tidal wave from all the passages. Footsteps shouted and shouted.

As the shoulder-heavy steel hatch closed tightly in the contraction of the hydraulic arm, one after another, the battleships, floating backwards, turning, broke away from the huge magnetic tractor, accelerated through the white air isolation curtain outside the berth, sailed out of the transparent lock that had been fully opened, rushed into space, and rushed to the assembly airspace In less than 20 minutes, more than 100 warships in the airport had all lifted off. Looking up, as the battleship moved away, the blue ionic light tail was swallowing and extinguishing in the dark universe, like fireflies in the dark night.

On the dock, only an empty piece remains.

Automatic magnetic tractor, slowly shrinking to the berth side. There was one gagging sound after another. This voice, in this empty space, is so clear and lonely.

The ground crew was not busy driving the working mechs to carry out routine inspections of the docks. They froze in place, watching the battleship go away until the blue light became as small as a pinpoint, and little by little it disappeared into the black universe.

A veteran, squatting with his face covered.

Several empty railcars, port transport forklifts, and a loader mech were parked next to him. On the empty berth in front of him, one by one, the automatic robotic arms are still messily maintaining the posture of conveying or grabbing. The air isolation curtain makes a loud noise throughout the marina. All shrouded in an atmosphere of despair.

What kind of warships are they that took to the skies?

The scarred hull, the dilapidated livery, the sound of squeaking as if it were about to fall apart as soon as it starts, and many battleships, even with large holes that have been pierced, have not yet completed the most basic repairs.

This is the main force of the Lelei Federation fleet in Guanzai, the proportion of new warships is less than 10%, and most of them are old warships of the original local fleet. There are even quite a few. It was just converted from a large civilian ship. It's not so much Le Lei's regular fleet as it is called Hanako!

However, it was these warships that blocked the Newton system jump point for many years, repelled the attacks of the Western fleet again and again, and defended the last land of the Leray Federation.

Sacrifice, in this land, is not a word that makes people shake. It's become a part of life. Just look around this empty harbor that could have berthed thousands of warships, and just walk around the empty and vast camp. The meaning of sacrifice.

However, how much blood can be shed in this gardener?

After this liftoff, how many warships are left that can return to this airport?

Look at the empty berth. No one knows the answer, and no one dares to think about it.

"In twenty days, how many more warships can we leave the factory?" Flavio stood on the high tower of the shipyard and watched the dockyard not far away. In the brightly lit dock, countless workers are busy working on the hull of a warship like ants. It is said that it is a hull, but in fact, it looks like a steel shell that has just had a little shape.

Hearing Flavio's question, the logistics officer who was accompanying the visit hurriedly said: "Look, we have forty shipyards that are still working, and there are eight ships that can leave the factory, but to form combat effectiveness" "Not a single one, is it?" Flavio smiled bitterly, and the deep wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his eyes seemed to become deeper, "The fleet is waiting to replenish the ships, as long as they can take to the air." By this time. It doesn't matter if it can form combat effectiveness? With that, he turned and walked towards the hitch. A group of officers and officers, looking at each other in silence, followed him.

"Sober, you really think of us." Sitting in the flying car, Flavio's originally quite tall body suddenly bent down.

He took the medicine from the confidential secretary, stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it with water, let out a long sigh, and set his eyes on the brightly lit shipyard dock. The flying car starts, and the lights are quickly thrown into the distance. It gradually turned into a mixed ball of light.

Flavio turned around and leaned back in his chair. A pair of eyelids that had already sagged a little clear, staring intently at the roof of the flying car. His eyes were gloomy, as if he wanted to see through the roof of the car and see the space battlefield where the energy cannon was radiant and radiant in the extraterrestrial world.

Twenty days, eight battleships.

A bitter taste crawled all over his mouth in an instant.

He bent down to open the wine cabinet next to him, waved his hand to stop the confidential secretary who was about to come forward to help, poured a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp. Let the hot liquid rush from your throat all the way to your stomach.

Newton's jump point, is it finally going to be lost?!

"Your Excellency the President" looked at Admiral Malki, who was the commander-in-chief of the Space Navy of the Leray Federation, opened his mouth with difficulty, and said slowly, "Can we let the bandit army" The confidential secretary on the side, his eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right, bandits! And bandits! This force is led by the hero Tian Xingjian. Half a year ago, this army was just a militia in everyone's eyes, a ragtag army, and it was already an ally on an equal footing with the Filipino Alliance, a special unit fully supported by the military god Hastings, and a big guy with eight fleets and the entire Mars!

Although, compared to any gardener, the strength of the bandit army is nothing. However, for Leray, who is in the view, they are the last life-saving weed.

All it takes is a telegram from His Excellency the President, and they will be back. The nearest bandit fleet, in the Longbow system, is under the leadership of Admiral Russell.

"No!" Flavio's voice interrupted the confidential secretary's fantasies.

As if doused with a glass of ice water, the confidential secretary stared blankly at his president. I don't understand why he didn't transfer the bandit army back at this time. That's Lelei's troops, do you want to let them help others fight when Lelei's last land is captured?!

Flying car, silently speeding down the road.

looked at Flavio's confidential secretary blankly, and suddenly saw a trace of struggle, a kind of pain, in the eyes of this old man he faced every day.

"I can't bring them back", Flavio swallowed his slurry as he clutched his glass, his eyes fixed on Malchi's face, his voice hoarse.

"Why do we see what we see?" and "Remember a few months ago?" Flavio interrupted Marchi, "Our situation. It's not much better than contemplating. Malki opened his mouth, but did not speak.

From the commander of the Newton local fleet to the commander-in-chief of the Leray Space Navy who watched the scene, how could he not remember everything that had happened in the past few months. Every battle plan was drawn up by oneself. I spend more time at the Newton Galaxy's Jump Point than I do in Garipaland!

I can persist until the view, and I don't know how we survived, "But we persevered to the view, why." Flavio gritted his teeth, "In the past, Fisichella controlled the Allied command in the southeast theater, and if he wanted to fight passively, retreat to the Galileo system, or even leave Leray, we couldn't do anything about him. But why, when it came to the fleets of Chakner, Tagnia and Puditok, which were supposed to be under his command, were helping us to guard Newton's jump point? Without waiting for Malki to speak, Flavio himself gave an answer, and his fist slammed into his knee: "It's because we still have bandit troops outside, and Admiral Russell, Admiral Bernadotte, and Lieutenant General Tian Xingjian, who lead the last force that belongs to our Leray, and still have the right to speak in the Allied forces!" "Flying car. There was silence.

After a long time, Flavio exhaled a long breath and said slowly: "This is President Hamilton, it is Admiral Mihailovich. It is also the path that we all choose together. The fat man did a good job, I can't pull his hind legs at this time. If the bandit army in Guanzai is a sharp blade, then they need a blade that is hard enough and thick enough. Chuckner is the blade of this knife, and perhaps Marshal Hastings will be added to it. This is a situation that we could never have dreamed of a year ago. He looked out the window, and his voice was long and gentle: "Only by winning the Reske battle can Leray win the real freedom C view is recruiting them back, which is tantamount to killing chickens and eggs." What the future holds, no one knows. Now that we've come this far, we have to keep going. Jump points, lost, we still have an army, and we can fight on the ground. I'm going to stay here forever and die for myself. "The flying car, the silent and constant flashing light of the street lamp, shines through the window and on the side of Flavio.

Marcki watched silently at the determined president. A silent sigh was uttered.

As a Lelei soldier in this era, are you still afraid of death?! It's a pity that he still can't hold Newton's jump point after all. Even if you die on the battlefield and don't take a step back, it's your own shame.

The No. 6 building in the base complex area is a spiral-shaped high-level intelligent building.

The silver-white metal components, the elegant bullet suspension elevator, the spacious lighting design and the ubiquitous intelligent management and service system all give the building a distinctive architectural character of this era. However, when people step out of the elevator door on the 23rd floor, their impression of the building will suddenly take a completely opposite turn.

Occupying the entire twenty-third floor, is an officer's bar.

The bar has an ancient style, with plenty of wood decoration and the use of fabrics, giving it the atmosphere of an eighteenth-century rustic tavern on the old earth. When you get here, it's easy to feel like you've stepped back in time. The tavernkeeper's rough style, which deliberately kept all the elements of the Guandai out, with a kind of indulgence that continued from the Cold Weapon War, sucked many officers.

Although it was not yet five o'clock in the afternoon, the tavern was already overcrowded.

On stage, the singer who had just finished the show was smiling and talking to an officer who was holding her waist, and the band members next to her were either tuning the strings of their guitars or gulping beer. Officers dressed neatly and personably, leisurely walked around the tavern. From time to time, I exchanged a warm look with the beautiful hostess who passed by.

The whole tavern was filled with a joyful hustle and bustle.

The men talk loudly and even argue. Tease the spicy hostesses and clink glasses with each other. Here, no one thinks about the tyrant of war anymore. Living with alcohol and cigars becomes at ease.

Whenever someone raises their glass, a neat toast erupts in the tavern.

"To hell with Siyo!" What followed was a profligate laughter.

At this moment, near the window, a handsome young officer of the Siljak Federation with short brown hair was sitting on a chair. He held a glass of beer in his left hand, put his right hand on the back of the chair and cushioned his chin, smiled and turned his head to a few companions beside him, and said, "Hey, man, have you heard, the first 12th generation mass production mecha has already rolled off the production line." The officers, who had just sat down and were looking around the bar hall with great interest, were waiting for the next show, and were suddenly intrigued by the topic of the brown-haired officer. They all came back.

"Offline?" "I've heard about it, too." "I'm not thunder anymore, isn't it true?" During the gossip inquiry, the brown-haired officer turned his head to look out the window and said, "You don't know yet, the new mecha is named, rampant, and it is the name given by General Tanaka of the bandit army himself." Outside the window, the huge bandit army base is like an entrenched monster, making a noise from time to time.

Heavy trucks and transport mechs weave through the roads of the base, and bandit officers and soldiers in blue uniforms walk past the roads in droves. At the entrance of the base, two cyan 'rangers' stood solemnly. Merely. How funny that fat man look. Beside. Several serious-looking and meticulous sentries were checking the documents of vehicles and people entering the vehicle.

"Rampant?" An officer in a shorter suit slapped the table and praised, "That's a domineering name." "Domineering is domineering," a lieutenant colonel from the largest Fijian League member in the west, Yuan Ek Democratic Federation, pouted, "I just don't know if this group of 'legends' can run rampant and domineering like they are here. The half-officials exchanged a strange look. They all laughed secretly n they knew. This Lieutenant Colonel of the Venk Federation and his unit had just come from the Al-Aqsa base, because they didn't know how powerful the bandit army was. A few days ago, there was a clash with several soldiers of the bandit army. As a result, it was natural that the lieutenant colonel, who was self-evident and wrong, was scolded by his boss and was released from the confinement room just now. If it weren't for the fact that this guy was their division commander's favorite general, wouldn't have wanted to sit here and drink today.

In the army in wartime, fights are simply commonplace. Especially in the bars outside the barracks, it is not uncommon for a disagreement to get into a fight, and then turn into a scuffle. They are all men who are born and die, and no one takes this kind of thing seriously. Just now I was in full swing of the fight, and in the blink of an eye, I might be drinking with my shoulders on my back.

The army of Yiyuan is still like this, not to mention the huge barracks where more than twenty different gardeners of the Filipino Alliance are concentrated. If you don't make some of these things happen every day, it's not normal.

Since the bandit army settled in the base, this base has not been quiet. Not to mention the feat of beating Feiyang's 31st Army at the beginning, let's just say that these days, when will these bandits not fight with people on a few days?

There are quite a few officers in this bar. I've all been with bandits. Strange to say, after the fight, many people became friends with the bandits. Of course, these are all Yuan families who have a close relationship with the bandit army, and some other soldiers of the Yuan family who need to keep a distance from the bandit army hate the bandit army when they mention it.

In this way, the entire base is also a molecular faction.

Most of the pro-Hastings and bandit armies are these gardeners in the Southeast Star Domain and some small gardens that are not relied upon. And some gardeners led by the Republican Garden of Lane have already stood in the camp of Li Buddha. Although on the surface, everyone is still an ally, and they will not fight and are not enemies of life and death, but the difference in their respective positions still makes the base full of gunpowder.

But. In any case, from the disdain at the beginning, to the mystery later, to the familiarity and even awe of Guan Zai, the troublesome bandit army was so naturally integrated into this huge barracks.

Then again. For the grandsons of the bandits, the brothers are still a little depressed.

It stands to reason . Many of the bandits are civilian mechs from Mars, and it's okay to control mechas, but if you want to talk about hand-to-hand combat, it's simply a snack. Although there are also a lot of Lelei special forces among them, and many Mars shoulder mercenaries with good skills. But in terms of overall strength, they don't have the reason to win every battle.

Can be biased. These grandsons are fighting and winning. So much so that in this base, when it comes to fighting with the bandits, everyone sweats on their foreheads.

The reason is very simple, those bandits don't talk about rules and morality at all. Make the companion knock the stuffy stick and stalk him, get carried away when he is in the wind, and run without shame when he pulls his legs when the wind is against the wind. Not to mention these, what's even more odious is that these guys are calling a stick to play three ways, which is simply outrageous.

In the past few days, none of them have been able to please them.

Later, everyone got acquainted. When I asked, I realized that aside from the Lelei soldiers and shoulder mercenaries in the bandit army, a group of civilian rookie mechanics had actually been trained as early as Mars. Even if it is not as good as the special forces, there are still so many hits on the hands and feet. That pitiful face, all pretended.

The man who trained them was the lieutenant general Tanaka. When the lieutenant general was a lieutenant general, he practiced with them every day, and when he was away, he was in charge of a group of officers who had received regular military training.

They practice the textbook on weekdays. It was also formulated by General Tanaka himself. It is said that it comes from the experience of Lieutenant General Gacharin in fighting behind enemy lines with a group of terrorists.

Whenever the leader of the bandit army is mentioned, these bandits are very humble about their shameless tricks. One has to wonder what kind of bird their lieutenant general is.

"These bandits!" The officers looked at the indignant and angry Lieutenant Colonel Ike, and finally couldn't help but laugh.

"The performance of the rampant is more powerful than the prototype Thunder." A lieutenant colonel of the Lieutenant Colonel Ike Federation smiled and waved his hand at Lieutenant Colonel Icke, changing the subject, "Did you hear about the mecha finalization meeting?" This time, several major arms dealers of Fei Yang and Lane have lost all the money. contributed money and efforts, and in the end, let the bandit army pick peaches. "That lieutenant general is evil enough." A major shook his head and smiled: "If it's really a person with poor psychological endurance, I'm afraid I can get sick." This trick monkey picking peaches, why I look so familiar. For a moment, there was another burst of laughter.

The short officer turned his head and looked around: "Why didn't any of these guys come today?" It's almost four o'clock, and the scratching practice isn't over yet? "Listen to the voice, I'm afraid it's not over yet." A major craned his neck and glanced out the window, "Speaking of which, the last time I went to the bandit army base to run errands, I watched them Yuan Lian. When we come back and look at our own i practice, it's like playing." This is a real bandit, and there is a bandit spirit in his bones, and i practice is like playing with life. As he spoke, the major glanced at the other officers in the hall and said in a low voice:

"It's ridiculous that there are people who use them as militia. If the army of the Filipino League really had the standard of these militias, this battle would have been won a long time ago. "What the hell do you say, what does the coalition command think"! An officer grinned, "The front line is so tight, why is there no bandit army in the third increase?" I've heard that in these two divisions in the base, there are no less than a hundred ninth-level mecha warriors. "Hundreds of ninth-level mecha warriors?" The brown-haired officer on the side sneered, "Let me tell you, in these two divisions of the bandit army, there are not five thousand ninth-level mecha warriors, but also four thousand!" There was a gasp around him.

"You really think that the 31st Army is so easy to bully", the brown-haired officer rolled his eyes, "At the beginning, there was only one division of the bandit army!" People also unloaded long-range weapons! "Although they all knew about the battle of the bandits, many officers also took advantage of their power to find opportunities to see the footage they had taken. But after all, in a scuffle, the camera captured those bandit gods of war. Besides, he didn't fight in person, and he couldn't see anything from the camera, he only knew that the 31st Army didn't suffer much.

At this time, when the brown-haired officer said this, everyone only felt their hearts beat wildly.

I also guessed that there were many high-level mecha warriors in the bandit army, but there were so many that it was really beyond the scope of psychological tolerance, and it could only be described as unbelievable. This is only two divisions, God forbid if you count the large force of the bandit army in Mars.

Look at the incredible eyes of your companions. The brown-haired officer continued, "Don't believe me. Do you know that the special battalions of these two divisions of Feihan are all tenth-level mecha warriors. Each battalion is a full complement of four hundred and fifty people, and there are at least thirty mecha gods of war in it! The officers held their glasses, and there was another uproar.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, even if it is bragging, only the bandit army has this qualification.

If such data is put on other troops, I am afraid that they will be drowned by spittle a long time ago.

The noise attracted the sideways glances of the crowd led by several Lane officers in the seats next to them, and many of them were full of contempt and contempt.

During this period of time, everyone has heard of the matter of the twelfth generation of mechas. It is related to the interests of each garden, and it is even more concerned.

The pro-bandit army got cheap. It's inevitable to be proud. And those gardeners who originally had all kinds of priorities in the twelfth generation of mechas, from heaven to hell, the difference in mood can be imagined.

Among them, the Lane people are the most.

The Liverpool and Guan Zai fought on the battlefield of Lane. The battle of the Catalan galaxy has made the military and government leaders of Lane admire Lie to the ground. With the comprehensive cooperation between the two sides in all aspects, it is absolutely impossible to stand on the side of the bandit army at this time. Therefore, on the twelfth generation mecha, the loss is the greatest.

In addition, in the past few days, the situation on the front line has continued to deteriorate, and all Allied units are nervously preparing for battle, ready to enter the battle situation of Rensk at any time. Comparing the two, all kinds of words will inevitably spread all over the world. This has also led to growing antagonism at the base.

Seeing that the benefactor next to him was not good-looking, the officers by the window also stared back coldly.

The temperature in the bar seems to have dropped to zero degrees all of a sudden. The noise is getting quieter and quieter. The silver-like laughter of the butterfly-like waitress gradually faded away, and the singers who were about to sing on the stage were stunned, and the band musicians looked at each other. The fingers froze on the instrument, and they were a little helpless.

"Slap on the back. Choose a better object too" The stiff atmosphere was broken by the disdainful voice of a Colonel Ryan, his eyes looked at his companion beside him, but his voice was loud enough to be heard by the entire bar: "A group of militiamen who can only fight and make trouble, a group of robbers and thieves, and it is also an honor to be licked so diligently, tsk, it really makes people blush when they see it." "Blushing what?" A Nia officer sneered, "Some people lick up the careerists. Haven't you always stretched out your tongue and spared no effort? "General Li Fo, at least fighting on the front line", a lieutenant colonel Lane took the case and said angrily, "What did the bandit army do? "Lelei has been fighting for four years, who is he not fighting with?" A Major Puditok here also stood up and looked angrily, "Mars wasn't taken down by the bandit army?" The Longbow Galaxy wasn't fought by bandits? In the mountainous area north of the flooding star, wasn't it fought by General Tian? What Liver, didn't you just win a battle in Catalonia, proud fart! As soon as the results of the bandit army were revealed, the surroundings were suddenly silent.

Some of the neutral officers couldn't help but nod their heads as well. In retrospect, whether it was Lelei or the bandits, they were not idle in this Southeast Star Domain.

"Admiral Li Fo has issued a notice that from now on, a large-scale attack will be launched on the Western Covenant." A Northwest Gardener, who has always been good friends with Ryan Republic, stood up and snorted coldly: "In the Central War Zone, the Carlston Galaxy is constantly losing and retreating, and only Admiral Li Fo is alone in the Ryan War Zone, what about the bandit army, why is it not on the list of the third increase in troops?!" "This time. It is being caught in the soft underbelly of the officers of the pro-bandit army.

Regardless of the previous record of the bandit army, it is a fact that they are not named in this third increase.

"That's it, hiding in the nest, what kind of hero." "I'm afraid that no matter how hard it blows, as soon as it is pulled into the battlefield, its original form will be revealed." "Even if you pull it up, what does it do? Just two divisions are not enough for the Jiepeng people to chew in one bite! Seeing that the officers of the pro-bandit army were dumbfounded, for a while, cynicism abounded.

It has long been known that the front line is tight. Don't look at everyone drinking and chatting here, it seems leisurely. In fact, among the hundreds of officers in this bar, who is not worried about the situation in the Resque war?

Seeing that he was about to go to the front line and go into battle, everyone knew it. The strength of this third phase of the increase is far from enough for the Resque battle situation. More troops, it's not that the Filipino Alliance can't get it, but it will take time. Does Kexi date to give Fimeng time?

During this time, everyone was staring at the bandits.

Sitting in this corner are all gardeners who have a good relationship with the bandit army, and everyone has even heard rumors of preparing to establish a new military alliance with the bandit army in their own units.

But after all, this is only a few gardeners in the Southeast Star Domain, just a few.

Most of the more than 20 allied troops stationed in the base are just cold eyes to the bandits, and some are even not so friendly.

There are bitter rumors that the reason why the bandit army is not on the list of additional troops is because the headquarters of the Filipino League has no subordinate relationship with others at all. Everyone is the "Allied Army" whether to fight or not, and the bandit army itself has the final say. Seeing that the battle on the front line is so tragic, people have to use good steel on the blade, wait until this gang of cannon fodder rushes, and then go up to grab the credit with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

As long as the bandit army is not on the list of additional troops, such cynicism cannot be refuted. If the bandits want to prove themselves, they have to go to war. This is war, it doesn't work in the nest, it's a mule or a horse, you have to pull it out and walk it.

Seeing that the other party was getting more and more proud, the brown-haired officer glanced out the window. His eyes froze, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Mentally estimating the time, he grabbed the cup and slammed it into one of the loudest Lane officers.

"Fuck you!" Boom, there was a riot in the bar, and the officers on both sides planted their fists and rolled up their sleeves, and suddenly they fought together. For a moment, the cup bench flew sideways in the air.

Moments later, the door of the bar was pushed open.

A group of bandit officers in blue uniforms walked in, "Yo, we're going to fight before we get there." At first, a bandit officer was so excited that his eyes were green, he casually picked up a wine glass, stepped on the table, and rushed into the crowd of scuffles. Behind him, more than a dozen bandit officers squeaked and screamed in their mouths, and they rushed up one after another.