"Just the last two turrets are done." At the end of the battle for the Bloodhell Commando, the Night Smile, who learns that he has successfully blown up the last two turrets of the Empire, tells Garth the news through the air guidance crew.

"Great, now the heavy armed forces of the empire are gone." Garth said happily. Now without mechs and defensive turrets, the Imperial 177 outpost cannot withstand a mixed attack of mechs and infantry by infantry resistance alone, and the outpost is not a city, and there are not enough buildings for soldiers to hide.

The assault officer beckoned to the place where the armored vehicle was transporting troops, signaling the infantry units in the rear to keep up with their pace and prepare to launch an occupying offensive towards the 177 outpost.

Twelve armored vehicles, seeing the gestures of the assault troops, began to march. They have been holding back for a long time, from the time they set off to the present, they can only look up at the mecha to defeat the Imperial patrol, the reconnaissance unit is driving a new jeep to kill the Imperial scouts, and they themselves are sitting in the personnel carrier in a daze, unable to help at all. Earlier, they also dragged down the night battle and almost wounded the night. This made this group of infantry have a fire in their hearts, and they must behave well in front of friendly forces, so as not to lose the face of the army's infantry units and make people look down on them.

Three assault soldiers climbed the dunes where they could see the 177 outpost and stayed there, as if waiting there for armored vehicles and night to meet them. After climbing the sand dunes that night, I couldn't help but be stunned at night, the imperial outpost in front of me actually hung a white flag, and a group of officers surrounded a lieutenant colonel, holding high the white flag at the gate of the base, waiting for the federal army to accept their surrender.

"It's over?" Nightfox asked Garth suspiciously. He hadn't ever encountered such a white flag.

"Yes." Garth sighed with some hesitation. Then he asked rhetorically, "Boss." So what do we do now? ”

Dizzy, this guy has never encountered a white flag. After thinking for a while, Ye said, "Let the infantry surround them first, and then I'll go talk to them." ”

Twelve troop transport armored vehicles surrounded this group of imperial officers at the fastest speed, the soldiers of the infantry company ran down the armored vehicles, most of them surrounded the group of imperial officers in a circular formation, and the rest used the armored vehicles as cover, and the rifles in their hands were pointed directly at the entrance of the imperial base to prevent the imperial soldiers from coming out and sneaking attack.

Night and Garth jump out of their respective mechs. Joe and Smith blocked the sun for the two. Even though it's winter and it's still morning, the sun in the Terrad Desert is still very strong, and you can see that the outside temperature has reached 69 degrees.

"Imperial Lieutenant Colonel Bruce, surrender to you on behalf of the Imperial Tyrald Desert Region Outpost 177." The Imperial Lieutenant Colonel looked a little haggard, and in order to prevent his young soldiers from dying in vain, he could only choose to save these young people by surrendering, which ruined his life's honor.

"Night. Huaxia Special Major, on behalf of the Federal Tyrad Desert 177 Assault Force to accept your surrender, Lieutenant Colonel. After a Confederate salute at night, he said. These official words are all in the soldier's manual, and it is still possible to memorize them all night.

"Thank you very much. Special-grade major. I hope your troops don't embarrass my soldiers. Lieutenant Colonel Bruce finished and drew his pistol. Unloaded the bullets from the magazine and chamber and handed them to the night.

Night reached out and took the lieutenant colonel's pistol, which meant that the Federation Army had officially taken over the Empire's outpost.

"Lieutenant Colonel, how many soldiers do you have?" Night asked, asking about the great benefit of this smooth acceptance base.

"There are also two companies at the base with a total of 640 soldiers, plus 107 logistics and medical personnel, as well as we, the officers, for a total of 574 people. My soldiers are in the open space in the middle of the base, they have no weapons, please don't embarrass them. The lieutenant colonel said dejectedly.

After seeing that Night had accepted the surrender of the Empire, Garth signaled to the lieutenant company commander on the side to send a small force to the outpost to check on the situation of the Imperial soldiers, and to gather these soldiers in the building to guard them in case they suffered from heat stroke.

Thirty soldiers of the first platoon of the infantry company, led by their platoon commander, rushed into the base, and after a while, a contact came, and the lieutenant, after listening for a while, ran to the front of the night and saluted: "Chief, there are 547 Imperial personnel in the 177 outpost, and there are no weapons and equipment, which can be confirmed as generally safe." Please allow me to lead the troops to search carefully and confirm that it is completely safe before entering. ”

Ye shook his head and said, "No need, lieutenant, I believe that the lieutenant colonel did not deceive us, and he will not ambush us at the cost of the lives of more than three hundred people." Alright, Lieutenant Colonel, we should go to base. ”

Night turned and climbed into his chariot, and then, surrounded by a bunch of infantry, entered the 177 outpost. Under the command of the lieutenant, the infantrymen entered buildings in six-man squads to search for possible hidden Imperial soldiers. Thankfully, the search has so far failed to find any Imperial soldiers who might be hiding, which is a testament to Lieutenant Colonel Bruce's sincerity.

After fully confirming the safety, the scouts immediately set up a reconnaissance line on the side of the base facing the Empire, while the three pilots of the Night and Blood Hell Commandos parked their mechs in the open space of the 177 base, and then came down to Lieutenant Colonel Bruce again, the reason why the night had some questions to ask the Imperial commander.

After thinking about his words for a while, Night asked Bruce, "Lieutenant Colonel, can I take the liberty of asking, why did your base surrender to us when it still had a certain combat effectiveness?" ”

Night's words made Lieutenant Colonel Bruce smile wry, and the somewhat gloomy middle-aged man pointed to the ruins around the clearing and said, "I don't want my base to be razed to the ground, so those young men will die too worthless." ”

Night was stunned for a moment, it turned out that the person who prompted the surrender of the 177 outpost was himself. Looking around the clearing, the huge craters on the ground, and the occasional flames coming out of the several twisted steel wreckage, barely showed that this was an Empire-made longbow tank, and none of the buildings around the clearing were intact. It's not collapsed. It's a pothole that makes the gravel hit. The direction west of the clearing. The buildings there were the most damaged, and the reason why it was the Imperial hangar, where the second round of shelling of the night hit directly.

I didn't expect the power of the 480mm blaster to be so great, and I looked up at the wreckage in front of me in a daze, and sighed that this perverted caliber cannon could blow up the main area of this imperial outpost like this with just two rounds of fire.

Joe on the side couldn't help but whistle, and said to the night with a smile: "It's still the same sentence, fortunately this chariot was captured by us, otherwise we would be miserable." ”

Garth, who was standing next to Night, nodded violently, indicating that he was very supportive of Joe's opinion.

Now it was Lieutenant Colonel Bruce's turn to be a little incredulous. He grabbed Ye's shoulder and asked, "You say, you captured this chariot?" Is this true? ”

Ye raised his eyes and looked at the excited lieutenant colonel in front of him, and nodded silently, it was a great irony to let his country-made weapons defeat.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that we would lose on the weapons developed by our own scientists, and the chariots produced by our workers were forced to surrender." Lieutenant Colonel Bruce looked up to the sky and sighed, his tone revealing a hint of self-deprecation and helplessness.

"Report." The commander of the infantry company panted and ran to the front of the night, "We found out. All the reserves in the base have been destroyed. Chief. ”

"What? All the supplies were destroyed? It's true? Garth grabbed the lieutenant by the shoulder and exclaimed.

"Yes, sir. When my men inspected the warehouse, they found that all the ammunition had gone into the water. Drugs, foodstuffs were sealed with traces of small-caliber automatic weapons being fired, and then these things were spilled with fuel and rendered unusable. The lieutenant said with a sad face that he knew the meaning of the supplies.

"Garth, it's not his fault. We should ask Lieutenant Colonel Bruce what's going on, right, Lieutenant Colonel? Night pulled away Garth's grip on the lieutenant's shoulder, turned to Lieutenant Colonel Bruce and asked.

Seeing Ye's face that gradually became cold, Lieutenant Colonel Bruce did not have a trace of fear, but felt a sense of relief, and said with a smile: "Special Major, this is the only thing I can do for the empire in the end, isn't it?" ”

Ye still didn't say a word, and looked up at the lieutenant colonel coldly. The destruction of these materials makes the supply of follow-up troops lose the guarantee, which means that the Federation's logistics supply force has to deliver supplies to the 177 outpost at least once, which virtually increases the burden on the Federation army.

Lieutenant Colonel Bruce stopped his smile and said to the night: "Special Major, you have completely taken over the 177 outpost, can you give me back my pistol?" ”

Ye raised his eyes and looked at the lieutenant colonel's decisive eyes, and could no longer have a trace of hatred for this man, nodded silently, pulled out his pistol and handed it to the lieutenant colonel.

"Thank you very much." Lieutenant Colonel Bruce nodded to Night, took his pistol with both hands, and walked to a building to the side, holding it to his temple.

"Bang." With a crisp sound of gunshots, Night turned around and gave a standard military salute to the house.

"A good burial for Lieutenant Colonel Bruce." Night said to the lieutenant. Lieutenant Colonel Bruce's image in the heart of the night has changed from a timid commander to a good leader loyal to the empire and loving nurses.

"Yes, sir." The lieutenant nodded on the side and personally led his guard squad into the house. A dignified soldier, even if he is an enemy, is worthy of respect.

After officially occupying Outpost 177, the 3rd Squadron of the Sky Wolf, which had completed its mission, returned to their base, Tris Air Force Base. The third and fourth platoons of the infantry company began to take duty at the improvised defensive points around the base, while the soldiers of the first and second platoons cleared a place in the base that could be repaired, and began to recover from the fatigue of the night's trek and fighting. The members of the Night and Blood Hell Commandos parked their mechs in a dark place in the open space to avoid direct sunlight on their equipment.

After two hours of repairs, Ye and his soldiers finally waited for the next wave of troops, a company of infantry plus three groups of engineering maintenance soldiers and some maintenance personnel who were ready to do simple repairs and rearmament of their mechs. These men will build fortifications in the 177 outposts that have been assigned to the Federation, and repair those turrets that can be repaired as heavy fire defense. However, the damage to the turrets was serious enough, and the sappers who went to inspect them never closed their mouths again after seeing the ruins, and sighed vigorously. As a result of the final inspection, only two turrets were worth repairing, and the remaining four were better to build one than to repair them.

Due to the fact that during the night battle, the entire Imperial hangar in the 177 outpost was blown up, which made the maintenance of the follow-up troops miserable. Without the help of the robotic arm, these people can only command the pilot to use the mecha arm to plug the inspection cables one by one into the mecha's inspection interface, and some of the interface places are beyond the reach of the mecha's arm, and the powerless mechanic has no good way to skip the inspection of those interfaces.

The mechs of the Blood Hell Commando were not very seriously damaged, so the maintenance personnel who had completed the inspection early had already added camouflage nets to these three assault soldiers to prevent the Empire's possible fighter units from seeing them. Although the chance of the Imperial fighter plane appearing is smaller than going out to make the night split, these dedicated logistics personnel still meticulously do the camouflage work.

Compared to the three mechas, the appearance of the Night Land King is not very pretty, the whole body is covered with craters of 160mm machine guns, fortunately, not a single bullet penetrates the armor and enters the mecha, otherwise these responsible maintenance personnel will definitely disassemble the entire tank and carefully inspect the internal parts, in that case, the time spent is considerable. Now for this little wound, all it takes is a few maintenance personnel to climb onto the mech and use armor patches to fill the craters. Although the strength of these molten metals, which can gradually solidify into hard armor when exposed to air, is not as strong as that of supertensile ceramic composite steel, it is not much worse, and the liquid properties obtained by sealing immediately after smelting make this metal the best choice for repairing armor as quickly as possible.

While the sappers and maintenance personnel were busy with their work, the two companies that had taken over the base had already begun to organize the prisoners to board the armored vehicles they were escorting, and if these men were to be kept in this outpost, in the event of an Empire attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.

When the personnel of the entire base are busy, I am afraid that the only ones who can be idle are the pilots of the mecha unit. While the infantry of the attacking force was handing over the defense of the base with the two new companies, the three guys of the Night and Garth commandos were hiding in the command room of Base 177, blowing the air conditioner, and chatting. (To be continued......)