Facing Yue Peng, who was honestly lying on the crystal floor, the No. 1 robot was a little at a loss for a while, whether he made a move, and he didn't make a move.

After being cold for a few seconds, the No. 1 mechanical talent once again put on a posture of teeth and claws: "Do you think that if you don't resist and act like a good baby, I will be merciful?" ”

After that, the No. 1 robot waved his arm, and then looked at the dense energy needles like thin needles directly to all parts of Yue Peng's body, and in each energy needle, through the specific energy fluctuations, there would be a strong sense of pain.

"Ugh." All of a sudden, Yue Peng's terrible screams once again echoed in the holographic energy training ground.

Such a sharp pain lasted for more than twenty seconds before it ended, in fact, although the No. 1 robot kept saying that it would not make Yue Peng feel better, he was already merciful.

As Robot No. 2 said, even if Robot No. 1 is cold, it is an intelligent robot after all, and as long as it has intelligence, it will have emotional programs.

Yue Peng's actions, as if throwing the emotional program of the No. 1 robot, began to increase, and the result of the guidance was like this.

"Oh my God, you're really ruthless." Yue Peng slowly sat up from the crystal floor, rubbing his body while muttering to himself, and then without pausing, he climbed back into the energy simulator again, and continued to concentrate on training.

It's as if the torture of Cyborg No. 1 has formed antibodies and become a habit.

What Yue Peng urgently needs to do now is to continue to hone his air combat strength before the big war comes, and if possible, to completely break through the training of the No. 1 robot, and completely understand the challenge of the black memory card.

In this way, until six o'clock in the evening, after a series of tortures, Yue Peng finally barely completed the target designated by the No. 1 robot, and he could finally take a break from the martial arts special warfare training.

After such a long period of training, Yue Peng's air combat skills were under the harsh training of the No. 1 robot, looking at the No. 1 robot disappearing again like a black ghost, Yue Peng, who was sitting on the floor, finally breathed a long sigh of relief, but it seemed that although his nose was still blue and his face was swollen, he was no longer dying.

Unplugging the black memory card and carefully putting it away, Yue Peng, who walked out of the holographic energy training ground, directly entered a brand-new small medical room next to the training ground.

This medical room has completely achieved network synchronization with the No. 2 Medical Center, and it can even be said that it is a small branch of the No. 2 Medical Center, so that Yue Peng does not have to go back and forth with the No. 2 Medical Center all day.

Entering the small medical room, the area here is not very large, only about 20 square meters, and there is only one intelligent medical bed in the center.

"How? How was your training today? As Yue Peng stepped into the medical room, the image of the second robot appeared, and he asked Yue Peng, looking very casual, obviously, the second robot was used to this kind of life.

"Don't you know just by looking at my face? It's still the same as before, training all day long, getting beaten, I'm going crazy. Yue Peng responded, and then lay down on the medical bed by himself, receiving treatment from the No. 2 robot.

"Judging by your mental state, it looks like you're used to being with Cyborg One, and that's a good thing." Robot No. 2 said to Yue Peng and put on a smiling face.

"Habit? No kidding, I'm optimistic at best, I can think about anything, I don't think cranky, and I don't get depressed. Yue Peng replied with a big grin.

Since Yue Peng's injury this time was not very serious, it only took about ten minutes of information for Yue Peng to recover completely, and he casually thought about the No. 2 robot, and then ran all the way, like a bolt of lightning, and returned to his office.

Sitting at his desk, Yue Peng began to continue to observe the Western Federation's combat power reserves.

Not counting the Blood Skeleton and Polar Bear, the current Western Federation has a total of forty-five aircraft carrier battle groups, and the Guardian is also in the stage of completion.

The number of Storm-level pilots, counting the Longyin pilots who defected to the Western Federation, the number of pilots in the Western Federation has also reached 70,000, which is 10,000 more than Yue Peng expected before.

And according to the current development of the situation, when it is launched, the number of Tempest-class pilots in the Western Federation will be between 75,000 and 80,000, counting the pilots of Polaris and Blood Skull Country, the number of pilots will exceed 100,000, and the number of aircraft carrier battle groups will also increase to more than 60.

Although the strength of the army is only 60% of the combined army group, it is completely at a disadvantage, but it does not mean that the Western Federation is weak.

"At this point, even if you die, you have to stretch your back." Yue Peng looked at the number given by McKay Air Base, muttered to himself, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Tick tick tick.

Just as Yue Peng kept muttering, the air combat contact on Yue Peng's wrist suddenly rang, and it was Ali who asked to call.

Since the last time Hui Ling and Jiaojiao kept matching, seeing the name "Ali", Yue Peng's whole person has been slightly embarrassed, but even so, Yue Peng finally got in touch.

"Sister Ali, what's the matter?" Connected to the contact, Yue Peng asked softly, and from time to time he would pay attention to Ali's beautiful cheeks.

"My uncle asked me to tell you, the reorganization of the group combined army has been completed, the commander-in-chief of the polar bear theater is Dmide, and the estimated number of troops dispatched is thirty-five aircraft carrier battle groups, the commander-in-chief of the Guling Camp theater is your brother Sheng Jinhao, and the deputy commander is also your acquaintance Zhao Dalong, and it is expected that the number of troops used will reach seventy aircraft carrier battle groups." Ali went straight to the road with a single knife, her expression looked strict, but her eyes were full of warmth.

"Saint Jinhao?" Hearing this name, Yue Peng's expression gradually became cold, it can be said that the friendship between Yue Peng and Shengjinhao is unforgettable, but the hatred can never be erased, I can't help it, Yue Peng's fists have been slightly clenched.

"And this time, the number of troops dispatched has exceeded the previous estimates, and it is very likely that it will break through a hundred aircraft carrier battle groups, and the Storm-class pilots will ...... Two hundred thousand. Ali paused, and finally reported the total number of troops that had attacked the Western Federation.

200,000 Storm pilots, what kind of concept is this, it is self-evident, thinking that when the Amazon Group invaded the Yueshi Group, the forces used were nothing more than one or two dreadnought aircraft carrier battle groups, and seven or eight Storm aircraft carrier battle groups.

It can be seen what kind of disaster the Western Federation will face.

In this regard, Yue Peng did not speak, but chose to be silent, as if he was contemplating, as if he was suppressing the uneasiness and apprehension in his heart.

Ali didn't know what to say, such a huge number of troops, not to mention the Western Federation, even the Caucasian group would have a feeling of being a great enemy.

Moreover, for the sake of its own status, it is impossible for the Caucasian group to directly participate in the war, so it can only give the Western Federation as much weapons resources as possible, and even allow the Western Federation to take credit, but it seems that the Western Federation has no intention of taking credit at all.

For a moment, Yue Peng and Ali fell into silence, and the two sides looked at each other speechlessly.

"Hmm...... After this battle, I will propose to you. A full five minutes passed before Yue Peng spoke.

Hearing this, Ali Qiao's face couldn't help but turn red, she didn't expect that after holding it for so long, Yue Peng would risk such a sentence.

"It's not enough for you to marry one, how many more do you want to marry? Insatiable, men don't have good things. Ali squeezed a sentence out of her throat.

"What? You don't want to? Yue Peng looked at Ali and asked rhetorically.

"I'm older than you." Ali said softly.

"It's okay, sister and brother are in love, and give me a thought of being brave to live." Yue Peng continued, with a slight pleading tone in his tone.

Yue Peng, who has always been strong and optimistic, said such words, which undoubtedly made Ali's heart soft.

"Well, I'm waiting for you to propose to me." Ali replied softly, this is also the only comfort that Ali can give Yue Peng, and nothing else can be done.

This is the ruthlessness of war, either face or die, and even the super group has no chance to give Yue Peng a chance to surrender.

"That's good, when I think of such a beautiful woman waiting for me, I will be strong and brave to live until the last moment." Yue Peng suddenly showed a wicked smile and said.

"Flim flamboyant little rascal, nasty." Seeing Yue Peng's appearance, Ali suddenly smiled and said softly.

Then Yue Peng and Ali didn't say much, and after cutting off contact, Yue Peng's expression became stern again, leaning on the back of the chair, pondering, and his eyes focused on the information sent by Ali from time to time.

It is undeniable that in the Caucasus, which is close to the Yueshi Group, it is quite easy to get extremely detailed information, for example, not long ago, the Yueshi Group directly dispatched 20 aircraft carrier battle groups to the Red Orbit Division, and included two sub-countries in the Red Orbit distribution.

In this way, the Red Rail Branch, which was already strong in itself, became the most powerful force in the entire Yueshi Group, completely overshadowing the equivalent of San Renault.

It's just such a move, even a discerning person can see that the position of the prince of Saint Jinhao has begun to be consolidated, and Saint Dian has also passed the inspection of other sons, and finally decided to let Saint Jinhao succeed him, not Saint Renault.

"Would St. Renault be so willing to give up the status that he had worked so hard to manage?" Yue Peng looked at the content on the light screen and muttered to himself.