The "MONOCULUS" ships are tough, and even more powerful is the "MONOCULUS" fleet. What these razor-sharp weapons do best is finding flaws, and even if they don't, they create flaws through oppressive tactics. In this respect, there are similarities between the "magic eye" and the abundant butterfly worm.

Moreover, the "Demon Eye" also has a long-range attack method, its two photon cannons are not decorations, and the attack power is about the same as that of the destroyer-class photon cannon, which can penetrate most of the mechs and armor. If it weren't for the restrictions on the frequency of attacks, the "Magic Eye" fleet would be the nemesis of motorized infantry.

Therefore, fixed points of fire are the patron saints of motorized infantry. This is the bunker tactics that can be traced back to the age of firearms, a multi-level defense system with points and areas.

"The nasty embryo of the 11th company, at this time, you have to see the 3rd company!"

The boss is in very good shape, and only then will he swear and curse, swearing and pouring ammunition.

"Man, you missed two dead fish." Lao Meng was conscientious and conscientious, picking up and filling in the gaps for the boss on the side.

"Don't be afraid, have fun with those nasty embryos." Laumon let go of the fish, and in the distance, a silver cloud slowly swarmed over. The "MONOCULUS" fleet had gathered enough strength to make their most ferocious attack.

"I said old man, something is wrong." Lawmon has a stronger sense of the bigger picture than his boss, and his years of experience as a staff officer have made him aware of the crisis.

"yes, I feel that way too." The boss is based on the instincts of a warrior, reliable but not accurate.

"Wait—" Laumon opened the tactical deduction board and calculated quickly. Finally, he raised his head worriedly: "We're in trouble, I guess it's the Free Army outside the track that has a problem." ”

"No way, it's Chief Sinbad in command, there will never be a problem."

Sinbad Chiefs - This is a very allusive title, and the boss is a man with a story.

"I know about it, but I'm worried that Chief Sinbad doesn't know what is going on here, because we're now between the three administrative stars, and the effect of the planet's gravitational field has reached its peak. This situation may result in distortion of the detection. ”

"What do you mean?" The owner listened attentively. He understands that this is a big deal.

"In other words, Chief Sinbad will think that there are not many 'magic eyes' here."

"So what are you waiting for! Hurry up and notify Command! ”

"Don't you understand, old man?" Lumon smiled wryly and pointed to the silver "clouds" ahead.

There was a solemn expression in the boss's eyes, and he squinted his eyes and stared closely at the "magic eye" fleet that was getting closer and closer. At the end of the day, he laughed uncharacteristically.

"Don't worry, man, isn't that what we're here for? Are you here for sightseeing? ”

"I'm just—" Raum scratched his head and thought for a moment. Then he pouted and shrugged, "You're right, I'm thinking too much." ”

"There's nothing to do, nothing to do." The boss waved his hand: "Inform the brothers of the 11th company around and tell them that the main course is here." Let those nasty embryos cheer up. ”……

The "Monoculus" fleet is also different from the Bug Tide, they have a strong combat instinct. This is similar to the intelligence of artificial intelligence, which cannot be done with the technology of the Frost Blue Galaxy. The most basic thing is: attack - judge - attack.

The most important of these three very simple means, the second of which is the second step - judgment.

The "magic eye" analyzes the war situation in a strange way, and they do not judge the state of affairs by numbers or victories. Rather, it's a logical way similar to the sense of touch. To put it simply, the "Magic Eye" fleet is like a basin of water, which is splashed on the ground. Fill the ravine, and if there is a gap in the ground, the water will flow according to the difference in elevation, and at the end it will seep into the crack.

This is the differential pressure analysis method, a dynamic analysis method of war designed with the "magic eye" as the basic unit.

And the current situation is that the B9-11 node has become a "gap", so the nearby "magic eye" will feel the pressure difference change, and then "flow" with the trend. This is also the tried and tested tactic of the "Demon Eye", defeating the human army throughout the star field.

It was also the worst crisis of the Constitutional Monarchy of Rayson. Because, this is not a "ravine" but a "gap". Don't forget about the speed of the "magic eye". Breaking the surface with a point is also another frightening means for them.

The situation of the B9-11 is rapidly deteriorating, the rout is almost imminent, and the reason why they are still holding on is because there are still a few firepower points to support the overall situation.

"Raumen! Laumon! ”

"Shut up! Not dead. ”

"Old man, you're scared me to death." The boss breathed a sigh of relief, then coughed violently.

"The blood supply to the brain is insufficient, and I am sick and sometimes dizzy. How are you? "Laumon had just fainted. He didn't tell his boss that his life-sustaining system had been broken and only the nerve suppressants in the helmet were still working.

"I'm fine, every time I'm nervous, I get asthma." The boss didn't tell the truth either, he had a small piece of shrapnel in his left lung. The shrapnel caused emphysema, but the scars were not visible from the outside.

"How much ammo is left?"

"If it's a close-in artillery, it's gone." Raumon replied with a hint of implication, and he looked at his boss, a strange smile on his lips.

"Don't play this, I don't eat this." The boss glanced at Lawmon and then in the other direction. There are torpedo compartments, and there are at least a few dozen bases. They're a vertical shaft here, they're a permanent vitality point, and the torpedoes are big guys.

"I have two sons and three grandchildren, and I have a successor." Raumon stood up and meticulously straightened his uniform.

"My bars are closed, so I don't have to worry about it." The boss also stood up, he pulled out a cigarette, and then thought of what was in his lungs, and didn't light it.

"I have a disease here, and I can't cure it." Laumon pointed to his head.

"Humph!" The boss sneered: "Do you know how to write my retirement report?" The first page is a resume, the second page is an honor, and the next five pages are injury reports. ”

"You know what I want to say, this kind of thing, one person is enough."

"You also know what I want to say, this kind of thing, one person is enough.

"Well, I surrender." Laumond raised his hand: "In fact, for such an important task, two sets of plans are generally prepared. ”

"Like you and me? Well, I don't advise you. I'm too lazy to bother with people with sick brains. ”

"Don't be angry, man. I apologize, okay. Laumon walked over. hugged the boss's shoulder: "The 2nd and 3rd companies are missing me, so it's okay, it's not easy to get separated if you go down." ”

"yes, those boys are still waiting for me to kick their ass!"

The boss relaxed, he looked at the torpedo compartment, thinking about the way to act. But at this moment, the windshield of the gun emplacement was knocked again.

A fleshy face appeared in front of the windshield. This is a mobile soldier. Inside the torn mobile armor, the soldier struggled to stir a mechanism.

"Old Tom! He's dying! Let him in! Wait, what's going to do? Raumon was shocked.

"He said—" The boss nervously recognized Old Tom's movements, "and he said—see you again." Damn it! He said goodbye!! ”

The boss yelled angrily, his roar could not have reached space. It doesn't help.

Old Tom finally touched the mechanism of the mobile armor, and he smiled. With a smile, he made a kiss gesture to the two people in the windshield. Then he resolutely pulled the mechanism.

Poof-

A stream of flame erupted from within the mobile armor, sweeping away Old Tom's smile and life.

Bang –

Explosions.

After the sound, the scene in front of the windshield spun.

"Damn Tom! Damn bastards! Shameless ruffians, scoundrels, nasty embryos! The boss jumped to his feet and cursed: "Shameless ruffian, villain, nasty embryo!" He blew up the attitude engine! We are detached! ”

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Raumon also panicked.

"What else can I do, this nasty embryo won't stop even if it's dead." The boss gritted his teeth and said, "We're returning to the mighty star, it's like a hot air balloon!! ”

"What then?" Laumont was at a loss. He was a staff officer and did not understand the mechanics of the permanent defenses.

"No way, damn it!" The boss stomped his foot heavily: "He blew up the one-sided thruster of the attitude engine, and he did it on purpose." The armor in that place had just been shattered, and only he knew the weakness of the road. ”

"There's really no way?"

"Damn! No! The boss yelled at Raimon that he was so angry that he couldn't get revenge on the "culprit".

"Wait, man!" Laumeng forcibly grabbed the boss's shoulder, stared into his eyes, and said word by word: "Old man." You definitely have a way. Think about it – think again. There are no veterans on the battlefield who are worried about death, you will definitely be able to figure out a way. I believe you. ”

"Don't believe me. I'm just a wine seller. ”

The boss said angrily, but his mood slowly calmed down. He gasped for air, and when he was even breathing, he crouched down and scratched his fingers across the floor, muttering something in his mouth.

"Is there a way?" Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from the battlefield, Lawman was a little anxious.

"Don't interrupt!" The boss lowered his head and muttered vigorously.

"We're running out of time." A few minutes later, Laumont asked again that they were speeding away and that the planet's gravity was kicking in.

"Don't interrupt!" The boss still kept his head down, and his muttering voice became softer and softer, until: "There is!! ”

The boss looked up sharply: "There is a way!" ”

"What's the solution?"

"Blow up the engine on the other side and push us back with the thrust of the explosion."

"This, this, this—is this the way? Will it work? "Lao Meng stuttered, and the way the boss thought of was too simple, I don't know if it is reliable.

"You're right, you can do it. The good way is simple. The boss glared at Laumon: "I'll blow up the engine, you control the attitude." Note that this needs to be manually controlled, not on the central brain platform.

You only need to open the fuel infusion hole of the attitude engine first and manually hold the forced priming. Then when I blow up the engine, you turn off the perfusion hole and adjust the gyroscope to the overhaul state so that the auto-reset program doesn't start......"

"Wait—" Lawmon interrupted his boss's explanation, and at the same time, a smug smile appeared on his face: "First: I can't do it manually; Second: don't take staff officers for fools. Also - I also want to ask: how do you blow up the engine? Is it the same as Old Tom? ”

"Damn the staff!" The boss scolded.

"Man, there's no time, decide, you're already past the season of love, you shouldn't be like a little girl."

"Well, you're right." The boss finally nodded, and Mu Ran said, "Use the torpedo fuse over there, the power is enough." ”

"Understood." Raumon nodded as well, picked up a fuse and walked towards the escape door.

"Wait—" the boss shouted. Raumon stopped and looked back at him.

"Let's get out! Old bastard!! The boss waved his hand and chased Raumon away like flies......

Half an hour later, a violent tremor reached the boss's feet. The boss let go of his hand, and with a thud, a wrench fell to the floor.

"Old bastard!"

The boss muttered, not knowing who Lu Dao was scolding. Then he turned on the gyroscope's repeater and ripped off several of the wires in it. At this moment, a tuk tuk sounded in front of the windshield of the gun emplacement.

Raumon's face appeared in front of the windshield, and he smiled as he slowly lifted the helmet of his spacesuit. His lips quirmed, comical.

"I love you too." The boss muttered to himself, then raised his head sharply and yelled as hard as he could, "Get out!" Old undead old bastard! Kiss your fucking ass!! ”

This time, Raumon did not argue with him, but obediently rolled away.

In the dark tones of space, the white spacesuit is slowly tumbling, very, very slowly. He was so pale, so motionless, like a fragile piece of white plaster.

It's a hallucinatory scene, as if in the next moment, the frozen white plaster will move, even if you move your fingers.

But no.

The white plaster is leaving, smaller and farther away, into the deep space without borders, how cold it is!

Let's do it—

Two cloudy tears dripped onto the cold metal baseplate, splashing a small deep imprint.

"Old bastard, you're right, I'm long past the season of love, and I shouldn't be as sentimental as a little girl. Old bastard, you're fucking right again! I remember you!! ”

The boss raised his head, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and walked towards the torpedo compartment with a violent cough