Female president's private killer

In the fifth area behind the position, the transport mecha of the mecha research group has put away the mechanical legs and stabilizer bars, closed the armor cover and retreated to the edge of a circular field.

Twenty scientists in white research suits and more than a dozen Chinese military officers are staring at the ten white mecha flashing in the center of the field.

These white humanoid mechas are 760 cm tall and weigh 48 tons. The head is in the shape of an iron helmet, with thin folds pressing one layer after another, extending to the back neck. On the broad shoulders, the curved streamlined armor has an open and closed metal cabin on the left and right. When the baffle is opened, there are two muzzles with a caliber of 112 mm.

The mecha has slender limbs and pieces of external armor of fish scale type, covering the whole body. At the elbow, wrist, knee and ankle joints, there are beautiful black joint armor. On the back of the mecha, two flying wings are hidden on both sides of the water drop type auxiliary propeller. Once opened, they are like eagle wings.

The whole mecha seems to have an extremely shocking beauty. If we consider their design parameters, people will know that this is currently Huaxia technology, the most cutting-edge killing machine!

Provisional name of mecha, thunder.

When the thunder struck, the spring thunder suddenly moved... These mecha placed the hope of all Chinese people.

In the center of the field, a mecha sprang up, rolled two times in the air, threw out its right leg and pulled towards another white mecha. The attacked mecha retreated quickly and pulled out three phantoms in the air.

After landing for the first time, when he jumped up again, the phantom had become six, then twelve and twenty-four.

One is eager to catch up, the other is quick to retreat.

Two mecha were in the middle of the narrow field, and the other eight mecha ran back and forth like lightning. In just a few seconds, I don't know how many times they ran back and forth and how many punches and feet they each attacked. Those visions only made the people beside them gape and bewildered.

Is this the strength of Ares level fighter?

The officers looked at the data collection instrument screen and looked at each other

The ninth generation of civet is replaced by the twelfth generation of thunder, plus the God of war level control technology. No wonder that major general Hua Xia didn't take the attack on the baisus base seriously at all. By the means of these fighters, I'm afraid those eight generation and nine generation mecha of bethus can't even stop a move!

Being stared at by such a group of people, just think about it, my hair is cold and my vest is cold!

Of course, the officers were shocked, and the researchers on one side were so excited that they trembled and couldn't help themselves. After these mecha were manufactured, they passed thousands of computer simulation tests and hundreds of base performance tests.

However, no matter how you test it, the highest level of a pilot driving a mecha is only level 9.

It is an unexpected joy for all researchers to be tested by these ares level fighters above level 10.

And when they see that the mecha they have researched and manufactured can play its performance to this extent, their sense of pride and achievement can hardly be increased.

Not to mention anything else, just the peak data in the data collector, which is much higher than those in previous tests, is a great achievement! Even if you're in danger because of this test, it's worth it!

"I've lived all my life. This is the first time I have the idea of being in a desperate situation and don't want to run away!" A Chinese officer muttered to himself.

His companions nodded silently and made up their minds. After a while, when the big army was finished, they would go by themselves.

Anyway, watch these guys destroy the base of bethus. At the thought of ten mecha fighting the bessus, everyone couldn't help but beat faster.

What kind of scene would that be?

"No..." when a mecha stopped, Duan Tiandao opened the cockpit cover and shook his head to Wang Qin.

Everyone was worried. In anxiety, researchers and officers gathered around one after another.

"What's wrong?" Everyone is full of gossip.

Bo LAN, who was smiling, was also startled and asked anxiously, "have you found the hidden danger?"

"The mecha itself has no problem, but the problem lies in the control mode."

Duan Tiandao shook his head and sighed. With a heavy face, he said to Bolan, "you have read the information of the 12th generation of American mecha. Now it's not the ability of the mecha, but the control technology. This kind of mecha is OK for the fierce army. It's basically impossible for other mecha soldiers to give full play to its power. "

The researchers are still thinking. Li Cunxin has touched Pei Litong with his arm.

The two exchanged a meaningful look.

The first appearance of the 12th generation mecha became the special mecha of the "fierce army". Damn it, Fang Chu naive is not a fuel-saving lamp!

The departure order was issued.

One Chinese soldier after another passed through the trench quickly and silently. Gathered at the exit behind the position, the whole position is like a large piece of farmland with openings in ditches. The water beeps out, and the dark green on the whole position can not be reduced.

Two long dragons followed the valley behind position 415 and marched into the distance. In the center of the crowd are hundreds of transport mecha, self-propelled artillery and armed troop transport mecha.

Because the 51st Infantry Division has rushed to Wenquan Town in advance, and the engineering corps has built a bridge between mountains and water along the temporary road. Now the team only needs to go down this road. Go to hot spring town to meet the fate of this team.

Or break through, or the whole army is destroyed!

Like seeing off the troops, fierce gunfire and explosion came from the other end of 415 highland. The soldiers looked back into the distance from time to time.

They knew that it was ten Chinese 12th generation mecha, under the control of ten mecha gods of war, attacking the baisus advance base.

"Boom!"

An earth shaking explosion resounded through the valley.

The whole earth shook in the explosion.

The soldiers didn't stop. They walked quickly. A messenger walked along, suddenly holding down his headset and stopped by the side of the road.

The soldiers who passed by him looked at him involuntarily.

The messenger's mouth slowly cracked, and his face turned red with excitement. Dancing and Preaching: "the first attack killed a battalion commander, 63 mecha and destroyed an arsenal."

The long line meandered forward in jubilation.

At the same time, in a dark room, the light of the screen jumps and flashes in the room, and the colors change.

In the low sound, there were a lot of explosions and gunfire, the intermittent voice of bethus machine who recorded the picture, and the communication sound with some sharp noise in the communication channel.

The battle was fierce. Countless mecha swarmed into a group and hanged each other.

The camera keeps changing direction and shaking.

Piled up on the screen are shaking ground, running mecha, a fluffy pile of soil lifted up like water, and the broken and charred bodies of soldiers in the burning mecha on the concave ground.

This clip was taken from the battle record of a white sus mecha. I don't know how long it was played. Finally, the picture was fixed in a messy scene.

The broken leg, burning flame and rolling black smoke of a close-up mecha are condensed in the picture. The scream in the stereo seemed to reverberate in the room.

The light in the room with the lights off is very dark.

The silence and solemnity deliberately created by dark brown wooden dado and dark pattern wallpaper has become the cold silence of the ice cellar in this gloom.

More than a dozen bessus officers sat quietly. The faint light of the fixed screen is reflected on their faces, as if it were reflected on inanimate statues.

"Pa."

Beside the sofa at the far end of the rectangular room, an antique desk lamp emits a soft light with the sound of the pull switch.

"Pa."

The light came on again.

In the repeated lights, a sound rolled across the conference room like a cold wind across the Qinghai Tibet Plateau.

"Who can give me an explanation?"

The silence continued and the lights went out... Although only a second or two had passed since the voice asked, for all officers, this second or two was as long as a century.

Maggie stood up with a pale face.

He almost exhausted all his strength to let his arms on the handrail support his empty body, almost without blood.

Parent, commander in chief of the army of northern gale Island, sat next to Maggie.

General bethus, who led a total of 40 Armored Divisions and 60 infantry divisions and had command over the two group armies of the Allied sus army, did not even dare to lift his head when Maggie stood up.

He sat down in his chair, his face not much better than Maggie. The fine beads of sweat on his forehead and the constantly beating corners of his eyes make this powerful man who has always been calm in doing things look so pitiful.

"Your Highness Prince bobet." Maggie's voice, like a cracked bamboo Xiao, was hoarse with a trembling sharpness: "I bear all responsibility for this defeat. Underestimate the opponent and let the Imperial Army suffer such humiliation. I am willing to accept all punishment. "

Maggie said mechanically, like a poor actor on the stage for the first time.

All the officers around looked straight at the table in front of them, as if the lacquer surface of the conference table flickered in the bright and dim light, hiding something worth exploring.

No one dared to look up at the sofa, and no one dared to look up and throw sympathetic eyes at Maggie. Everyone knows that Maggie's whole body has stepped into hell.

It's just a heel that stays outside.

In fact, the night by the waist river was not a major defeat. The total loss of four armored battalions was the size of an Armored Regiment. For the war that swept the whole human world and made the Empire devote all its efforts, an Armored Regiment can be ignored.

However, who calls the annihilation of these four armored battalions, is a remnant army coming down from the 347 highland?

Who let these damn infantry sneak into an integrated armored battalion, rob the machine armor, make a long-distance attack, destroy two armored battalions in succession, and finally transfer the stupid Zhongshan wing to rescue 2000 prisoners of war, rush through the blockade and swagger into the Chinese defense line?

Recalling the news obtained after the war and the whole step deduction of Skynet system, the officers only felt that there were layers of cold sweat on their backs.

This is not a major defeat, but it is a major disgrace.

And all this happened when Prince bobette, the brother of emperor Nicholas V of the white Soviet Union, arrived! This alone is enough to sentence Maggie to death.

Not just Maggie. Perhaps, there is the whole northern windy Island, including palent, and the command system of the bethus northern expedition.

The desk lamp went out one after another in the rhythmic snap. Finally, after a slap, the switch game that tortured the nerves was over.

The light passes through the milky yellow cloth lampshade and emits soft light. Prince bobette's face, sunk in the wide leather sofa, was half exposed in the light, and the other half continued to hide in the dark.

This is a young man with light brown hair.

Beautiful and slender. White skin and slightly thin shoulders make him look no danger at all.

But all the officers present knew that if the baisus Empire voted for the three most terrible people

The 31 year old prince is definitely one of them.