The battle outside of Brownstone has never stopped, and the battle between the substitutes and the substitutes is supposed to be wonderful, but unfortunately, it is always interrupted by various circumstances at critical times. Indiscriminate shelling, wheel warfare, mine arrays, information jamming...... Every way he can think of is used, he is very conscientious as an employee, and he really has zero deaths, which can be said to be a miracle.

On the other hand, they gradually felt trouble, these exclusive mecha for repair were too troublesome to support, although they were well prepared before the battle, but such a long battle also made the logistics department unbearable, of course, there are not many people who know the truth about this matter, because everyone does not dare to disturb Lord Joe Cole's cultivation because of this trivial matter. It wasn't until one day that Mbesu's own mecha couldn't fully replenish a base number of ammunition, and he was taken aback

"Why is this happening, what are all the waste in the logistics department doing!"

"Master, there's no way, the recent battles have been too frequent." Deputy * replied tremblingly

"Fighting a war is certainly not a vacation, I just want results. If I can't, I'll slaughter the waste. Mbesu said arrogantly.

"Wait, is this the case with all mechs?" Bertto was calmer

"No, but there are quite a few."

"How much?"

"This, I don't know this very well, the people in the logistics department know it, but it should be the vast majority. I think the people in the logistics department are already working on this, but it's too far from the base. I guess it's a little slower in terms of time. ”

"Oh." Healy pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Mbesu, when will Master Jocole's cultivation be finished?" ”

"I don't know the way, it's hard to say about the cultivation of adults."

"I guess we'd better find an adult, there's something wrong with this."

"It's not necessary, right? You also know the temper of adults, this is just a small thing. ”

"I don't think it's a trivial matter, maybe it's a trap."

Before Bertto could finish his sentence, a herald ran in out of breath

"Oh no! Oh no! Tell your Excellency, two masters, that the enemies of Brownstone have broken through to the east. ”

"What?! What about our people? Stop them. Mbesu was shocked

"I can't stop it, it's all for repairs, and the mobility is too fast. The soldiers couldn't catch up."

"What about our substitutes? Just hold them back. ”

"I made up for the problem, and a lot of mechs couldn't start."

The herald's words should have been Bertol's guess at once, but Bertto was not happy with his foresight, and if he let these substitutes run, it would be an outcome that no one could afford.

Substitute repairs need substitute repairs to deal with - this common sense does not mean that substitute repairs are immune to artillery fire, but that due to the high mobility of substitute repairs, they can effectively avoid most attacks, and can quickly form local advantages. The coordination between substitutes and ordinary soldiers has always been the subject of research in various countries, and both mixed and separate use have their own advantages. However, the ability of each substitute repairer is very different, and this brings great difficulty to the command of coordinated operations, so the mainstream practice is to use substitute repairs relatively independently, and the substitute repairers are organized as special operations units rather than main combat units. Although the strength of high-level substitute cultivators can even influence the direction of a war, because of the mutual restraint of substitute cultivators and the scarcity of numbers, the army's dependence on substitute cultivators is not strong. This makes substitute cultivation a high-minded and seemingly dispensable profession. In particular, the top-level substitute repairs exist as a strategic deterrent most of the time.

Chu Ming couldn't solve this situation either, but he was trying to change it. For example, let the substitute Xiu fight like a soldier, and now it seems that the effect is not bad.

"Instructor, artillery preparations are ready." One of the cadets gave Thatcher a standard military salute, and if he hadn't seen him driving his mech across the battlefield, no one would have thought it was a standard soldier

"Okay, are the assault teams and the blocking teams in place?"

"All in place, waiting for the next step."

"Where's your squad leader?" Sache hesitated for a moment and asked

"I don't know what to do, the silence of the information has begun."

Looking at the student's unsentimental answer, Sa Che didn't know whether to be happy or sad. These young teenagers gradually grew into qualified soldiers, learning not to let their emotions dictate their actions and thoughts. But the creators of all this also paid the price. The most dangerous thing in a breakout battle is generally the head and tail, and this time the most dangerous thing is to break off and block, of course, the best people need to do it, such as Chu Ming is the most suitable person. Saxe recalled the words of the teenager, who seemed to be a little too loose

"It's not a great reason for bullshit, it's just the most appropriate. Just like a cat's tail should be attached to a cat's butt. If I have to say something — I'm running out of cigarettes, we might as well democratically centralize it. ”

After saying this, Chu Ming left casually with a cigarette in his mouth, it didn't look like he was going to die, but like he was going to go to the toilet early in the morning.

"I'm not going to die."

Sitting in the "long" cabin, Chu Ming stroked his somewhat unkempt head. The sound of gunfire and explosions behind them was fading away, indicating that Setcher and the others were fighting to break through the encirclement. The balloon-like bionic periscope radar can also observe the details of their movements, and when the tough substitute Xiu is willing to lower his posture and fight like a normal soldier, the amount of force that bursts out surprises the enemy. Under the guidance of the powerful substitute repair, the crack cone armor-piercing projectile exploded in the enemy's position as accurately as if it had eyes, and the positioning missile was pulling out one solid fortification after another, even the combat robot man controlled by the brain was not stupid and straight forward, the combination of these robots and the mecha of the substitute repairs was organic, and the firepower of the surface and point formed a thick attack output. Jia Ti jumped flexibly in the gap in the middle, clearing the fish that slipped through the net one by one.

"It's my turn."

Chu Ming saw a few light spots in the full-range radar, which were the high-moving figure of the mecha, it seemed that the enemy had overcome the problem of supply. Reinforcements are daring to come from all over the place.

"Buzz ......"

Chu Ming pushed the "long" joystick, and the crankshaft of the pre-started supercharged turbo vibrated evenly, and then the flash of the back-pushed engine gradually brightened, turning from pale yellow to dazzling white.

"There's also a substitute!" Finally well supplied, Mbesu rushed to the breach, and according to his degree, he could catch up with them before they broke through. At this time, he appeared and rushed towards him face to face.

"Mbesu, wait!" Bertol's voice rang in Mbesu's ears, and Bertto was right behind him

"What are you waiting for?! If we let those student soldiers run away, Master Joe Cole will not spare us. ”

"Mbesu, be careful, there's something wrong with this 'long'."

Bertol's call didn't make Mbesu lower, and after a breath, Mbesu could clearly see the shape of the "long" in front of him, and the flying black cloak was swept up by the wind, like a long in the wind.

"A 'long' is just that, Bertol, don't worry, it seems to be the death squad in charge of blocking it."

Mbesu pulled out his long knife in the middle of the exercise, he thought that he needed to pay attention not to drag out the battle for too long, as for the victory or defeat there was no doubt, the details of the students were clear before they came out, and Mbesu did not think that there would be any surprises.

Closer, closer, Gao's movement brought a burst of afterimages, and Mbesu adjusted the mecha to combat mode, and the degree dropped slightly. But the "long" opposite him has not decreased, and he is still speeding in degree mode.

"Stunned young man who is in a hurry to die." Mbesu laughed shamefully in his heart, this kind of behavior was completely something that only substitute cultivators with no combat experience could do.

"Be careful! Mbesu, it's a bomb. Bertol rang out again, for Mbesu had already followed. Bertol's mecha had a farther detection range than Mbesu's, and he suddenly realized that the "long" had actually been reduced, but due to the large amount of items it carried, the inertia made it impossible to stop quickly.

"Damn! Damn death squads. "Mbesu finally showed that. This "long" is like a fanatical terrorist, and it can be seen that it has a large number of warheads, all of which are mines, torpedoes, and missile warheads.

It's not a novel tactic to let mechs and alternates act as mobile bombs, but if a substitute repairs do this, it can only be said that such substitutes are crazy. Mbesu didn't have the consciousness of dying together, so he immediately avoided it, but fortunately, the "long" couldn't turn flexibly because it was too heavy, so he rushed past Mbesu's side and rushed towards the substitute who came from behind.

"Boom-"

The strong blast wave made Mbesu stumble, he was lucky, because the substitute who came behind was not as quick as his reaction, and several mechs were affected, although it did not cause direct casualties, but it still lost its combat effectiveness.

"Damn! The madman ran away. Kill him! ”

In the smoke there was a flash of light in Mbesu, which was the arc of the "long" cabin ejection. The explosion, although powerful, left a gap, and that was the route of the ejection of the "long" cabin. Mbesu wasn't going to let this daring madman slip out of his eyes, he adjusted the state of the mecha and chased after him, losing the replacement of the mecha - that could only be slaughtered by others. Mbesu was trying to torture the madman in some way. It would be too cheap for him to die a happy death.