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May 9, 2155 A.D. at 10:40 a.m. local time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire planet has been shaken, and tens of billions of people are crammed into any place where they can see the live broadcast, silently watching the scarred chariots still struggling in the red light, and the voices of the drivers can be heard in every corner of the world.

"The second engine of the Red 4 is stalled, sir, we can no longer continue to operate on the established line."

"Roger, you can try the four o'clock direction, there are only two MF1s over there."

"I'll do my best, good luck, sir."

"Good luck, Sergeant."

A smoke-emitting ZTX swerved with difficulty, firing tenaciously forward, accurately hitting a line MF1, turning it into countless red fragments and dissipating into the air, but it itself was immediately covered in a sea of fire, and only the last half of the commander's words were heard: "Sir, we have done our best, please ......"

Only Major Chandler's BTX and another ZTX remained on the battlefield. In front of them was a sea of chariots with red lines that never seemed to diminish.

Seconds after RED Team 4 was destroyed, angry and unwilling voices burst out from the crowd: "Where is our army?!" ”

"After so many years of fighting, why can't you see them now?"

"Why hasn't the government issued an order to see these lads all die?"

And on the web, an even bigger wave is forming. Videos and pictures are constantly being posted, forming a global flow of information, and people clearly see that their kind on the other side of the world have the same emotions as themselves, so much so that they forget about national borders and disputes.

"There was a large-scale march in Paris, strongly demanding that the Atlantic Alliance immediately send troops to North America to support!"

"It's less than 50 hours, how long are we going to die?"

"Is there any way to help Major Chandler them? Anything goes! ”

"More than 200 retired veterans in New York have spontaneously organized a trip to the Nevada desert ......"

The most widely circulated video shows a veteran with gray temples standing in a car, shouting at the crowd around him: "We've been killing each other for decades!" Today, for the first time! For the first time after the division of our Motherland! We have a chance to turn our guns on the aliens, not our own people! Old guys, what are you waiting for? Our chance to atone for our sins has come! ”

He was greeted by hundreds of soldiers as old as him, each wearing only simple armor and holding the cheapest guns, but all of them raised their hands, let out a frenzied roar, and then started the old cars and drove out of the city.

"It's too far away...... a middle-aged man in a bar in Baltimore took off his glasses, sighed and shook his head at the person next to him, "The regular troops of the Union Army and the National Army have not been ordered, they can't move, and those civilians who go spontaneously are far away from the Nevada desert, even if it is a day and a night, they may not be able to reach ......"

"What about the others?" His friend was still staring at the big screen, "In addition to the troops in North America, what about the Atlantic Alliance?" And what about the Slavic united front? Even if it's WPA, are they indifferent? Gable, are all the big guys playing dumb? ”

"The Atlantic Alliance is still arguing, the Russians and Chinese are willing to send troops, but the Atlantic Alliance is not at ease with their entry, and they are too far away from Nevada to be transported by air, and even if they come, I am afraid it will be a few days later......" The middle-aged man said in a desperate tone, "Joe, now I think the aliens' evaluation of us is really accurate." ”

The fighting on the red battlefield continues, and each new situation pushes the mood into an even more desperate abyss.

"Sir, the Red 5 has run out of shells." A young voice came out, and everyone heard that it was the commander of RED Team 5, and someone had already turned up the information of this commander, a young man who was only 19 years old, "We have lost our firepower and are ready to make a final charge." ”

"Sergeant Kane, get behind my car!" Chandler said, "We're here to cover you!" ”

"No, sir, if you cover me, we both will die faster, but without me, you can fight longer, maybe you can really wait for reinforcements?"

ZTX came to a screeching halt and slammed into an MF1 in front of it, but it itself received a blow from the side, and the entire mech fell a few meters to the side, and everyone screamed, "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" ”

"Sergeant Kane, second maneuver evasion!" Major Chandler shouted, "Dodge the second wave of attacks!" ”

ZTX made a thrilling arc, and a piece of artillery exploded behind it, making the audience in a cold sweat. Gable slammed his glass on the bar, "Damn, is there really no way?" Can no one help them? ”

The drinks were splashed everywhere, and the clothes of a few people around were also damaged, but no one cared, and everyone in the bar was staring at the big screen and cursing, many of them cursed loudly, from aliens to the king of England, and some people sat in the corners, clutching the cross in their hands, and whispering prayers to the gods who had never appeared to them.

Suddenly, a voice sounded on the TV, even overpowering the voice commanded by Major Chandler: "Philip? Major Chandler, please hold on for another thirty seconds! ”

With these words, a BTX suddenly rushed out at the edge of the screen, and then more than a dozen combat vehicles appeared in the camera, just like that, they crashed headlong into the red wall, and immediately launched a salvo, forcing the red enemy directly back dozens of meters, and only then did the voice continue: "This is the 24th Mecha Division of the Alliance Army, I'm Aaron?" Major Remick, start fighting alongside you now! ”

There was silence in the bar for a few seconds, and then the cheers almost burst through the roof!

"Well done, Confede! You're finally here! ”

"Kill them, kill those alien toys!"

Major Chandler remained calm: "Welcome to join, Major Aaron, the enemy's stats are basically the same as the same vehicle on Earth that they are referencing, and all positions in the field can randomly refresh vehicles, about thirty seconds after we destroy a vehicle...... Ah, to correct it, it seems that the number of refreshes is determined by the number of our troops entering the battlefield. ”

"I saw it, it just made a big wave." Major Aron said, "It looks like it's going to be a tough battle. ”

"Major Aaron, although the answer may not be optimistic, I still want to ask......" Chandler paused, "Is it the Union Army top brass who gave the order for support?" ”

"I'm sorry, Major, but all the people who came here violated military orders and attacked without permission, and I think it's hard to have the next batch."

Suddenly there was another scolding in the bar, Kevin? President Lorraine's ancestors have been scolded for eighteen generations to the point that they are not even as good as aliens.

Zhao Yu sighed and said to his companions beside him, "This feeling is really terrible. ”

"It can't be worse, we're disgraced in front of the whole world." Hunter nodded sadly and admitted, "It's better to be dead." ”

The Death Messenger did not enter the battlefield, they stopped alone a few dozen meters outside the battlefield, looking at the flames in front of them, but not a single broken stone was splashed.

Major Chandler inadvertently glanced at a display screen, and happened to see the iconic and ugly "" on the MF1 spider shell, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and was almost hit by a cannonball: "Major Aaron, what's going on with that MF1 outside the battlefield?" ”

As soon as he said this, everyone who stared at the screen noticed the MF1 on the edge of the battlefield, and the logo on the MF1 was immediately recognized on the Internet: "The vehicle of the West Coast National Army...... What's going on with them, why didn't they enter the battlefield? ”

"Are you frightened by the situation on the battlefield?"

"That kind of coward wouldn't come here at all...... Don't you want to cooperate with the Alliance Army? ”

At this time, Major Aaron's wry voice came: "That's the brother of the national army, and they can't enter the battlefield in this situation...... Neither side of the command has lifted the hostilities, if only on the same road, it is fine, once the fire is launched, our fire control system will take each other as the highest priority target, in order to avoid this, I can only let them wait outside to see us die first. ”

Major Chandler smiled dumbly and took the initiative to open a communication request to the Deathbringer: "Hey, man, I'm Philip?" Major Chandler, can I know who you are? ”

"I'm the Borg of the National Army? Sergeant Ansol. Borg said as he motioned for the two men to talk, "And Hunter?" Private Malik, Private Zhao Yu. ”

"I don't know what you look like, but I'm glad to meet you."

"Me too."

"Sergeant Borg, I'm the one who chased you all the way from the Seventh War Zone to California."

"We already know that." Borg replied, "You were the one who played us in Las Vegas last night, right?" ”

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"I don't need to apologize, Major, I should apologize." "Unfortunately, until now, we are less than 100 metres away and we still can't fight with you. ”

"I don't feel sorry for me, because I believe that since you're here, you'll move on after we've died." Major Chandler paused before continuing, "Promise me, Sergeant Borg, you won't give up!" ”

"We're definitely not going to give up." Borg replied, "I swear! ”

"Goodbye, friend." Major Chandler said, turning his attention back to the battlefield, "Alright, let's make a way for those who come after us!" ”

In the Confederate camp, Dr. Wright, who had been staring blankly at the screen, stood up: "...... Terez"

"What?"

"We have to do something." Dr. Wright gritted his teeth, "We can't let the lads die in vain!" ”

The edge of the battlefield.

"We have to do something." "There's nothing more stupid here to wait for them to die," Borg said. ”

"What are you going to do, Sergeant?" Hunt asked, "We can't enter the battlefield now, going in will only interfere with Major Chandler's efficiency, and their fire will automatically target us, and neither will we...... Hey, old man, can Christine change the permissions? ”

"No, Christine said, that's the highest authority, and it's disconnected from the outside world when it's not in use." Zhao Yu replied distressedly, "No one can change the permission of a physical network disconnection from thousands of kilometers away...... Aliens maybe. ”

"When did I say I was going to enter the battlefield, or that I was going to hack permissions?" "It's true that we can't fight right now, but that doesn't mean we can't do anything else!" You should know that what's going on here is going on live to the world, right? Everyone can see us! ”

"Yes, your ugly word must have succeeded in disgusting all earthlings."

"I'm going to have to disgust another group of people." Borg pulled out an object, "Old man, hang this out and let the whole earth see it—someone will do it!" ”

Zhao Yu took the things handed over by Borg and nodded: "Commander, if you want to use this, I suggest adding some materials...... When it was time to leave, I asked Christine to help me find something. ”

Borg asked with interest, "What is it?" ”

There was a sudden buzz from the people in the bar, and someone noticed that the chariot that was watching helplessly in the corner of the battlefield suddenly opened its cover, and couldn't help but whisper, guessing what the soldier who crawled out was going to do.

The soldier took out something - it seemed to be a piece of cloth - no, it was a patterned cloth - no, he hung it on the antenna...... It was a flag.

The wind blowing from the red battlefield made the flag flutter easily, showing the whole picture of the flag pattern. The moment the flag was seen, the bar became dead silent.

The wine glass in Joe's hand slipped down to the bar, and his mouth was wide open, unable to speak.

Gable stared at the flag, his eyes blurred with tears, and he just wanted to cry: "That, that's ...... Hell......"

As long as you are a resident of the North American continent, no one will not know this flag!

This flag, once the strongest symbol on earth, is no longer there. Its people have been killing each other in despair for half a century, and no one thought they would ever see it, but now, this flag is flying on the battlefield that will decide the fate of the planet, and the whole world can see it clearly!

Major Chandler: Their voices were still heard, but a tune rose to become the background music for the shouts of the warriors who were fighting to the death.

It was also a song that was once familiar but disappeared into history.

"Ah, when the dawn first appeared, did you see what made us so proud?

Rejoicing at the last light of dawn, whose flag always flies high in the heat of battle?

The fire was raging, the cannon was rumbling, and we saw the heroic banner on the fortress, still standing after the darkness! ”

Thirteen horizontal stripes in red and white, fifty stars on a blue background, and the Star-Spangled Banner fluttering in the wind.

"You haven't forgotten the Star-Spangled Banner of the United States of America, and the "Starry Flag," which was once the national anthem." Zhao Yu muttered to himself, "If you still remember this flag, the meaning of this song, and the dignity and glory of the past, then do something!" ”