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“……”

"I see."

"Click."

"Toot, toot......"

The old general hung up the communicator and lit a cigarette in his hand, and Samuel and Meghan, who had already clearly heard the report, sat silently in their seats.

"What do you think?"

The old general sat down in his sofa chair and rotated the chair to the back, leaving only the back of his head peeking out from the back for them.

“……”

Samuel and Meghan looked at each other silently.

“…… Now that the supplies have arrived safely, this task can be considered complete......"

Samuel said with a frown.

"You know that's not what I'm asking about......"

The old general's voice came slowly.

“……”

Samuel lowered his head and chose to be silent.

"Little Meghan, what do you think of "their request"? ”

"Yes!"

Meghan was suddenly asked her question by the old general, and her body tensed.

“…… I ......"

Megan glanced at General Samuel beside her, and Samuel just looked down at the table in a daze and didn't give her any hints.

“…… I...... I think it's okay to agree to "their request". ”

"Oh? Why? ”

"Cause...... Because...... I...... I don't want to abandon any of my comrades! ”

Replied here Megan consciously straightened her back, she felt that after saying this, she seemed to be different from before, Samuel heard Meghan's answer and looked at her approvingly.

“…… Don't want to throw it away!"

The old general muttered as if to reminisce, and then nearly a minute passed in the room in a silent and oppressive atmosphere.

"Wow~"

The old general turned back to his chair, extinguished the cigarette, and then stood up.

"I'll do the prisoner swap......

"General, you ......"

Samuel and Meghan seemed to be in a hurry, they knew what kind of negative impact it would have on the old man if this matter got out, because the "captive" status that the other party asked for was of high rank.

"You don't have to worry about that......"

The old general put on his military coat and looked at the two people who were anxious opposite.

"As for the matter of the "inner ghost", you should not interfere, I will "deal with" the good ......"

……

Delong Desert Theater ......

"Boom Boom Boom~~~!"

The explosions on the battlefield continued, and thick black smoke rose from the fortified bunkers.

"Rush~! Rush up~! ”

"Kill~~~!"

Hundreds of Paladins MI1 rushed into one of the government defenses like a torrent of steel.

"Dada~~~"

"Boom~~!"

A government Kamosh 01 was directly swept away by the opposing paladin.

"Dada~~~!"

"Bang~~~!"

A paladin mech crouched on the ground carrying a giant cannon barrel knocked out a tall base defense turret with a single blow.

"Why do they still have mechs? Didn't you say that there were only 200 Camoshes? ”

"Click~!"

"Dada~~~"

"Boom, boom~~~!"

Ethane, who had overturned a Kamosh in the Paladin, yelled into the channel.

"Click~"

Two more Kamosh mechs rushed at him in a desperate manner.

"I'm rough! It's not over yet, is it? ”

"Captain, look at it~!"

"What are you looking at~?"

"Poof~!"

"Bang~!"

The paladin pierced the cockpit of a Kamosh with a sword, and kicked away a Kamosh with the other.

"Boom~~~"

"Huh~"

The paladin swung the titanium sword in his hand, as if trying to shake off the oil or blood stains on the sword.

At this time, there seemed to be a "rumbling" sound in the sky, and Ethan quickly turned the camera, and he saw that a rocket-like device had rushed into the air and seemed to be about to fly out of the atmosphere.

“…… Fall back~! The whole tower Made retreats to labor and management~! ”

Ethon yelled furiously on the mech channel.

"But battalion commander, we're almost about to occupy this base!"

"That's right! Battalion commander, we died so many fighters for this......"

"Shut up~! General Oggett of the government army has fled, there is no point in us fighting any longer, reinforcements have already arrived from other bases on both sides of this base, do you Tamad want to be dumplings? ”

"Uh...... This ......"

"Shut up~! Mission failed~! Retreat all~! ”

"Yes! Battalion commander~! ”

"Roger~!"

……

"Click~~"

In the scorching rocky mountains, two vultures or crows hovered high in the sky, as if waiting for some creature to die and feast, and the sun scorched the earth, and the evaporated water vapor distorted the vision.

At this time, the three Tempest mechs were cautiously carrying heavy machine guns and moving forward in a triangular formation.

The mecha warriors sitting in the cockpit were nervous and sweaty, staring at the curved display, and there was silence all around, as if it were only a few of their lone mechs.

"01, do you have any situation?"

"Everything works!"

"I didn't find anything here."

The three mechs seemed to sense something and stopped in place and scanned around, each holding a large red shield in their hands, which almost covered the entire body of the mech, revealing only a mechanical head and constantly scanning the surroundings.

The original white Tornado X-11 mech was painted bright red, like a corpse or demon covered in blood. About 800 meters away from them, a silver Thor 3 was lying on the ground, and a red lock sign had appeared on its display.

A Hurricane driver, who didn't know that he was already in "danger", was swinging with the aiming camera, and the mechanical head was still scanning for nearby objects.

"I really don't know which two hundred and five painted these mechs red, so creative! Labor and management don't need "special functions" to see these boys from afar......"

The driver of this Thor 3 pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled contemptuously.

"Forget it, let's get rid of them as soon as possible! Let them feel the cruelty of the battlefield earlier......"

The pilot of Thor 3 whispered a few more words, and then gently controlled the mecha to silently and quickly approach the opponent's triangle formation.

"Dada~~~!"

Behind a rock, a spear head struck at the three red winds.

"What~!"

"Papa~~~"

"Bang~Bang, Bang~!"

Before the pilots of the three wind mechs could fully react, all of their mechs had automatically turned off and slammed into the ground.

"How is it possible~!"

A mech-pilot who looked like a team leader was on the verge of fainting from the sudden tilt and violent impact, but he insisted on looking at the monitor, where a silver Thor 3 was already standing in front of him.

"Click~"

A black hole in the head of a heavy machine gun appeared in front of his eyes, making him open his mouth wide but too frightened to react.

"Smack~!"

The wind driver's display suddenly went black, and his body trembled and then he couldn't see anything, and the three drivers who were very upright gasped for breath.

"Toot, toot......"

At this time, a video window popped up on their display, and a female soldier who was too beautiful to speak appeared in front of them.

She looked to be only about 20 years old, with blonde and silky hair draped over a tight combat uniform, sea-blue eyes that looked like endless starry sky, delicate face and pink red lips, and crystal fair skin that looked as beautiful as an angel.

Such a woman can make any man crazy awaken to the desire for possession, and the rank of major on her shoulders and the "black history" of this female soldier are almost prohibitive to everyone who knows her.

“…… Can just the paintball for practice make you all the garbage fall over? Are you here for tourism or do you just want to be cannon fodder on the battlefield? ”

The female soldier in the video frowned and trimmed her eyebrows, no matter how she looked at it, but the pilots who fell in the cockpit were not in the mood to enjoy the "beautiful scenery", they all hung their heads and remained silent, as if they were very depressed and embarrassed.

"I don't think it matters if you die or not, but if you bring these new mecha to your burial, I really don't think it's worth it!"

Every word of the female soldier pierces the heart, but they all know that her words are the truth.

Many of the three older men in their seats are veterans in their 40s, but they are now looking at the "kindergarten teacher" aggrievedly like kindergarten children, and their eyes seem to be blinking and about to shed tears......

……

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! 】