Female president's private killer

Maybe it shouldn't be called a canyon.

That's hell!

Countless mecha lie in the canyon, from the end of the canyon to the end of the canyon, until they are covered by the turning mountain wall and the crown of fallen trees.

A civet mecha broke into two sections and fell to the ground. Its upper body was burning and emitting thick smoke, while its lower body was incomplete. It was even difficult to distinguish the appearance of mechanical legs. All you can see is a pile of twisted parts.

Next to this mecha, there are three other same civet mecha. Some of them head south and some head north. Part of the body overlaps together to form a scrap heap up to 56 meters.

With this pile of scrap iron as the center, it spreads around, and there are the same mecha wreckage. There are black white sus machine armor and red Chinese machine armor. There is no sign of life. There is only fire, only black smoke, only the occasional explosion and the creaking sound of the broken trunk of the trees on both sides in the wind.

The most dense debris is in the middle of the canyon, and there are many debris near the position.

Among the wreckage, several bronze anubis stand out.

These mecha are almost all back up, and the position of fatal attack is also mostly on the side and back. Obviously, these mecha were killed when they finally escaped.

After a gust of wind, even in the airtight cockpit of the mecha, everyone can still feel a sharp chill.

In the second armored battalion of the Royal first guard, the strongest and most elite blade special battalion

the whole army was wiped out!

meanwhile.

Jiangshan aircraft carrier floats quietly in the sea like a huge black shark.

Dozens of redemption Class Battleships swarmed around the mother ship like a group of little sharks. Outside the neat main array of battleships, a mixed formation composed of hundreds of havoc cruisers and Falcon destroyers, as well as smaller frigates and high-speed torpedo boats swam around the vast sea like fine sand scattered around stones, which was blown by the wind and rolled densely.

The lights of the ship's cabin are integrated into the bright stars. From a distance, the huge fleet is like a rotating galaxy, which makes people intoxicated.

The huge command Hall of the flagship was brightly lit.

On the screens row by row, the sea area map, the picture returned by the fighter, the scene of the front-line battle of the fleet, the battle report and the system parameters of the ship are rapidly scrolled and changed.

A large group of staff came and went. Looking up from the middle of the hall, the huge space divided into five floors is full of busy people. They either hurried, or whispered, or gathered for discussion, or shouted, or buried in calculation

From knowing that old Marshal Li Cunxin was still alive to now, the hall has been busy at this rhythm. Everyone here has squeezed their energy to the limit and made the best use of their time.

The whole command system is like a high-speed car with the accelerator pressed to the bottom, accelerating and accelerating along the track!

It's not these staff officers who are tireless, but everyone here knows that they can't afford to delay even a second!

Dozens of nautical miles away, the allied fleet is struggling with the NATO fleet led by the thunder super fleet.

On the vast ground, the 13th armored division and the 51st infantry division are building fortifications in the small town called shuangxiqiao, ready to meet the desperate impact of countless baisus troops who are ready to destroy their boats because they have broken their way back!

The sea has become a whirlpool.

Tens of millions of troops from the three countries, including the white Susi people, the Susi people and the Chinese people, are spinning wildly in this vortex.

And the center of this vortex is the small armored battalion!

Until the plan was advanced to this extent, the staff thought of it like a dream.

At that time, the second armored division had appeared only 40 kilometers away from Li Cunxin's headquarters. Everyone knows the combat effectiveness of the Royal first guard army of bethus, and that once bitten by this army, the plan of closing the door and beating the dog will go bankrupt.

The operation Department was fully started, and all the staff officers gathered next to the electronic sand table, putting forward one scheme after another and doing deduction at the same time, but no matter how to find it, they could not find a way to get the main force to shuangxiqiao town and get rid of the entanglement of the second armored division.

Either the time is not enough, or the troops are not enough, or the location is wrong

At this time, Li Cunxin put forward a plan.

An armored battalion disguised as the main force of the rear troops, went north to insert, attracting the enemy's second armored division to fight for this key few hours!

This plan quickly triggered controversy in the headquarters. After it was reported to the Allied Supreme Headquarters, it was also a quarrel of all kinds.

The contrast between the second armored division of the Royal first guard of bethus and a battalion belonging to the second rate armored division of China can only be described as a world difference.

This is a complete adventure!

It is reasonable to say that this plan should be rejected without hesitation. However, no matter how the discussion was discussed, no one said no... Because the possible results were too dazzling compared with this adventure.

If we win this battle, the Chinese army will be able to gain a firm foothold in Fengfeng Island, open up a second battlefield, and lay a solid foundation for winning the battle situation in the southeast sea area and even the whole war!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

It was the opportunity that veteran Marshal Li Cunxin led the brothers of the 13th armored division and the 51st Infantry Division for nearly a month. No one was willing to give up easily.

Although general Li Hongwu approved the plan after holding an emergency meeting, in fact, everyone knows that the general is ready to bear all responsibilities. Once the armored battalion was defeated, the 16 armored divisions of the Allied forces were in danger or even the whole army was destroyed, which was enough for General Li Hongwu to go to the military court!

In this fear of gain and loss, the plan came to Huang Shengtian.

"That's it. I'll carry the black pot!" Marshal Huang Shengtian's words have provided a solid insurance for the combat plan that has actually been launched!

Now that the army has completed its landing, it is too late to go back.

While busy with their work, the staff members waited anxiously. Occasionally, their eyes extended and staggered, all anxious and worried.

Where did the armored battalion go, what kind of way would the battle start, whether the enemy would be fooled, and whether the major general named Fang Chutian could complete this time to lure the enemy into history

There are no answers to all the questions.

Up to now, the front-line fighter cluster has not received the agreed signal from the armored battalion, let alone sent back any pictures and messages.

Wave after wave of fighters hovered in the air and waited. After consuming energy, they were replaced by another wave of fighters.

The armored battalion will send a signal only after completing the attraction task and letting all the members of the second armored division follow up.

Only after receiving their signal can the fleet appear and attack the second armored division. Otherwise, the early emergence of the aircraft fleet will interfere with the enemy's judgment of the strength and intention of the armored battalion.

Anxious waiting is undoubtedly the most unbearable suffering in the world.

The atmosphere is getting more and more tense with the passage of time!

When everyone passes the center console, they will involuntarily turn around and look at the dozens of screens on the left side of the center console. Those screens are real-time images sent back by front-line fighters.

White clouds on both sides of the nose glided like strands of cotton across the fuselage wings and floated back.

"There is already a cordon ahead. It seems that we have waited in vain. Let's go and change to the next wave." The voice of the wingman came from the communication channel.

Chen Tao turned his head and looked through the electronic goggles on his helmet at the wingman: "slow down and wait."

"Wait more than ten seconds?" In the transparent cockpit of the wingman, Xie Gang, his partner for many years, shook his helmet, and his black goggles reflected the sun.

Chen Tao looked at the instrument on the fighter console. It was very close to the warning line. The cordon cannot be crossed until the signal is received. He looked at the radar. Behind him, the remaining 58 fighters of six squadrons were lined up in a neat big triangle and closely followed him.

"All right." Chen Tao sighed with regret and reached out to dial the collective return signal button.

The moment his fingertips touched the signal button!

Suddenly, the special annunciator on the dashboard lit a red light! Then, another one! Three red lights turn green at the same time!

"Did you see that?" The silence in the communication channel made Chen Tao feel a little unreal.

"See!" With Xie Gang's cry, a burst of loud cheers broke out in the whole communication channel.

Three red lights turn green, the task is successful!

Launch unlimited attacks!

A numbing current swept Chen Tao's whole body. He quickly locked the signal position, held the control lever of the fighter tightly with his hand, pushed forward and shouted, "follow me!"

"I see!" In the neat reply, the tail thrusters of 60 fighters flashed at the same time, and the aircraft group, like a wave of arrows, passed through the clouds and roared towards the north of Huatian agricultural area.

Mountains and rivers passed quickly under the aircraft. A few seconds later, the aircraft group had broken through the warning line.

The closer to the theater, the more the pilots feel their blood boiling. The three green lights on the fighter signal filled them with power.

Dozens of crisscross trenches swept by, which were semi-finished products temporarily excavated by the bessus armored division when it was stationed. Patches of jungle swept by, and the fallen trees and dozens of armored wreckage were like a line stretching for several kilometers.

A small highland and a canyon passed by, and countless mecha debris piled up like a mecha grave.

The radar alarm suddenly sounded, and dozens of missiles soared into the sky from the distant mountains.

"Free evasion, unlimited attack!"

After Chen Tao gave the order, his fighter plane suddenly pulled up. After throwing out two decoy missiles and rolling around to avoid the missiles with skillful flying skills, he saw through the cockpit that on the rolling ground below, thousands of baisus mecha clusters galloped forward like migrating animals.

In front of the billowing dust of the mecha group, more than 200 red mecha are running through the jungle, jumping over streams, over hills and all the way!

Between the white and red armours, ten white armours were running and occasionally stopped to kill the armour group in front of the white sus armored division. It often leads to chaos.

"A regiment! Two regiments! Three regiments! " In the communication channel, Xie Gang's excited voice came: "there is another regiment in the West approaching this way! The whole division! Their whole division is here! "

"Long live China!" Like dozens of flying petrels, Huaxia fighters staggered in the air, making a rapid turn and diving to the ground.

The earth zoomed in on the main screen of the huge central console. When an air to ground missile and airborne shell set off mushroom clouds in the baisus armor cluster, the command Hall of the flagship Jiangshan was already full of joy!

Time, minute by minute.

Waves of fighters roared towards the northern mountains. An endless stream of fighters passed through the sea fog like silk smoke and fog, rolled through the gap between the warships and threw themselves into the arms of the mother ship. Just fill up the energy and hang the missiles. After a short rest, these just returned fighters set off again and flew to the blue and White Island.

With the second armored division of bethus lured away, the biggest obstacle to the landing plan has been removed!