Female president's private killer

The town of prow at this time.

The first charge was fought back.

The second time, a breakthrough was almost reached and was blocked back.

Now, it is the third charge launched by the Northern League against the Northeast defense line of the fierce army.

This time, they have put in all the troops they can put in. The nine sharp knife companies and the eighth and ninth armored battalions of the blood shadow, the remnants of the two mixed regiments, and the lost logistics brigade have just arrived, leaving only half the energy of the warrior first and second mecha regiments.

Red, black, iron gray

In the deafening explosion, BEIMENG armor clusters surged up to the fierce army defensive positions that had been ploughed by artillery.

Blood and fire filled people's whole vision. The blast of the violent explosion swept everything around. In the smoke of gunpowder, mecha is firing, fusion grenades are flying in the air, missiles are running around, and figures are fighting to the death on the muddy land.

A red mecha covered with mud roared into the trench.

Before it had a firm foothold, a thin and small fierce soldier jumped out of the ditch and jumped on it with lightning speed.

Then there was a violent explosion.

Without any ideological struggle, hesitation and hesitation, this suicide attack is simply heinous!

The soaring flame devoured everything in an instant. When the light was all condensed, the BEIMENG mecha that rushed to the position had lost its mechanical leg and fell askew in the scorched huge crater.

The burning limbs, blood and broken meat, like raindrops, crackled in the crater. The air was full of tiny floating black residues and several pieces of blue clothes floating in the wind. They seem to be holding their mouths and laughing at the embarrassed mecha wreckage under them.

"You have mecha, I have life!"

BEIMENG mecha rushed to the position in groups. Their guns are firing desperately.

In the red and white fire net, there are successive fierce soldiers. In the muddy trenches, their faces were so dirty that they could not see clearly. All they could see were the figures firing at close range or rushing in front of the mecha. The most difficult thing to forget is their bloodshot but bright eyes!

"Kill!"

Wetherill, who had already killed red eyes, let out a crazy roar from his hot throat.

Dozens of scarred black mecha, led by him, blocked the torrent of steel in BEIMENG. Cross lunge, side leg, step back, side kick, backhand cross chop, up step punch

All the actions come together, which is the most firm word in the world... Never retreat!

Wave after wave of attacks, like waves on the rocks, dissipated.

One BEIMENG mecha after another fell to the ground with an unbelievable attitude. Until their death, these Northern League soldiers did not understand how these shaky fierce army mecha knocked themselves down. They even couldn't stand stably!

Can you go against the sky with just one cavity of blood?

A sword wounded by the driving system rolled on the ground and hugged the BEIMENG mecha nearby. A dazzling white light burst out from the gun mouth. The white light suddenly spread between the two mecha, swept across the position, and disappeared into the dawn after swallowing the two BEIMENG mecha at close range.

The light dissipated, and the explosion flame rolled into the void.

A BEIMENG mecha saw the gap and rushed over quickly. However, when the height of the position fell below his sight, what he saw was another rickety Hummer armor.

Wetherill's fingers have cramps.

He couldn't stand the pain. Blood flowed down from his forehead. It was the wound that had just broken the hatch cover and escaped from death.

He had no more thoughts, his mind was blank, and all the fighting was done subconsciously.

He doesn't know how long he can last. Perhaps, in the next second, he will be killed in this confused state.

Pull the bloody robot arm out of the chest of a BEIMENG mecha, and Weatherill tries to keep the balance of the mecha. He looked up at the time on the console... It was an hour and 45 minutes before Marvey ordered.

Unreasonable, no reason.

With a company's strength, hold out for two hours in front of dozens of times the enemy! If you can do it, you have to do it if you can't!

Wesseryl grinned and pushed the joystick to rush to the BEIMENG mecha in front of him.

Fifteen minutes to go!

However, before Wetherill jumped in front of the other party, the BEIMENG mecha turned around and quickly withdrew from the position. Wetherill's hand shook and the unbalanced mecha fell to the ground.

Blinded by blood, the BEIMENG mecha, which had almost broken through the position, retreated like a tide.

What happened?

On such a large position, there were less than two infantry companies and more than 40 mecha left in the third company of the second battalion standing on the muddy position, staring blankly around.

One minute, two minutes... Ten minutes later, a loud bugle came from behind.

In the golden light of the morning, the soldiers burst into tears and laughed!

The war in Freeport seems to have ended overnight.

The sunshine in the morning bathed Promo town warmly.

The smoke of gunpowder hasn't dissipated yet, and the deafening sound of artillery still seems to reverberate in my ears. The residents of prozhen who came out of the air raid shelter and shelter looked at teams of soldiers covered with mud and scars, their faces filled with tired fierce soldiers, looked at the bright sun, listened to the sound of the quiet wind, and stood still in the street, like in a dream. After a long time, I finally cried with joy.

"Good boy!" An old man stood by the side of the road and rushed through the fierce Army soldiers, shaking his thumb: "they are all men in our free port!"

Beside the old man, a young mother held her three-year-old child and kept wiping her tears.

"Long live the fierce army." Her voice was light, gentle and even trembling. However, her eyes were so happy.

Soldiers flocked past, and there were more and more people on the roadside. All the people who poured out of bomb shelters and shelters stood by the road.

"Won, we really won?" People asked each other.

"Win!" The people who knew the news first had bright eyes, looked at the groups of fierce soldiers in blue uniforms, answered without looking back, and said categorically: "let's destroy the Northern League! Now there are countless people outside who are lining up to surrender to us! "

"And destroyed BEIMENG?"

The news stunned everyone. Then there was a roar of cheers, applause and whistles.

The crowds, cheering one after another, kept attracting more people. Like a drop of water poured into a boiling oil pan, wherever the news spread, there was cheering.

"God, incredible!"

"They defeated BEIMENG. Defeated! "

"Long live the fierce army!"

"Good boys, you are all good!"

"Thank you. My child. "

"It's a miracle!"

"Brian!" A voice full of infinite surprises, but crying with grievances sounded. A slim girl rushed out of the crowd with a skirt, put it into the ranks of the fierce army, rushed into the arms of a muddy fierce Army soldier with bandages on her shoulders, and cried.

The soldier stood in the middle of the street at a loss and coaxed the girl with a look of embarrassment.

His company commander passed him and patted him on the head. The dirty team naturally separated from his sides and rolled by.

The cheers of the crowd, the footstep of the team and the roar of the mecha seemed to be cut off by the air around the two lovers who hugged and wept.

Several girls looked at the scene in the queue. They had already red eyes and tears pattered down. choke with sobs.

One fierce soldier after another was recognized by anxious relatives on the roadside. One woman and child after another crossed the queue and fell into the arms of men.

"Long live the fierce army!" This thunderous sound is the heartfelt cheers of the people.

This belongs to the town of PLO, to their team, which insisted on resistance when everyone was almost desperate.

It was they who won this miraculous victory.

Gratitude, pride, pride, all kinds of emotions crowded in the chest. Don't let it out. It's going to explode!

Crowds are gathering. One by one, groups by groups, the first avenue in prozhen was crowded with an endless stream of people.

Listening to the thunderous cheers, looking at the excited faces with tears around, feeling the street, the palms and thumbs of men of the same age as their father slapped on their shoulders, feeling the soft little lips kissed on their faces by children as old as their daughter, an inexplicable emotion, In the hearts of the fierce Army soldiers, an electric current swept the whole body in an instant.

It was a pride they had never experienced in their lives!

They fought and fought desperately, not for burning, killing and looting, but for these people in front of them.

"Long live the fierce army!"

It's worth dying immediately after hearing these four words!

During the training, officer Fang Chutian's words echoed in his mind again.

"Why fight? There are many answers to this proposition. Ideals, hatred, freedom, fame and wealth, justice and democracy... Many of you are mercenaries fighting for money, and many others are members of major armed groups. Perhaps, you can't imagine such a day when you need to fight for your own life and the lives of your family. When one day, the people you protect will give you applause and cheers, and one day, when you are on the road of triumph, you will understand all this. At that moment, it is the best reason for a soldier to exist and fight. "

The cheers of long live the fierce army, the tsunami, the team rolling forward, and many soldiers have burst into tears.

The blood and fire of war, tough and noisy, are dedicated to this peace and harmony and a softness in the heart.

September 21st.

Victory in the defense of prozhen.

Under the order of selwal, all the armed forces of the Northern League laid down their weapons in place and surrendered to the fierce army in prozhen.

After receiving the news of BEIMENG's surrender for the first time, the fierce army quickly took advantage of the time difference unknown to Longxing society to seize the industrial zone in the north of the central city, and sent a large number of convoys to major ports under the control of BEIMENG to rush to transport materials.

On the same day, the army of Longxing society made every effort to march into major port cities.

On September 23, the Longxing society and the fierce army in prozhen jointly ordered all separatist forces on the island to immediately send personnel to participate in the formation of the free port free government, lift the separatist regime and restore social order.

On the same day, the first 105 separatist forces in Freeport announced that they would obey the general order.

On September 24, seeing that the general trend of the Longxing society and the fierce army jointly controlling the free port has been completed, the broken mountain stream remnant announced to join the Pro Town School mutual aid alliance after consulting with the Pro Town fierce army. After contacting the Longxing society, the remnant of the Jedi stream, which only had more than 100 people, and the Thai stream, which had preserved less than half of its strength, announced that they would lay down their arms, accept the leadership of the Longxing society and participate in the formation of political power in the free world.

On September 25, the second batch of 270 separatist forces announced their obedience to the general order. The free port has basically returned to normal order. The formation of a united and free government began immediately.

On September 27, four armed merchant ships, 16 frigates and more than 20 transport ships of the second fleet of the Hummer army arrived at the free port. Occupy the western area of the town and the central city, and the 11 airports belonging to the northern industrial zone, take over the fleet of the Northern Alliance in various channels, with a total of more than 1600 ships of various types, and more than 100 ships of various types of the mountain breaking fleet. The fierce Army began to secretly transfer personnel and materials.

On September 28, Longxing will attack Lille port and annihilate two battalions of the Susi 41 Armored Regiment. Commander chuck and some of his troops left the free port by taking the transport ship moored in Lille port by suss and disappeared.

On September 29, a small-scale conflict broke out between the fierce army and Longxing society, which collected materials. Nearly 100 people on both sides participated in the fight, and dozens of people were injured and hospitalized.

"Lying in the trough, those who dare to hit us." Duan Tiandao jumped three feet high: "brothers, copy guys!"