Female president's private killer

The noisy hall gradually quieted down. The corridor of the building, the large and small offices, and the quadrangles and courtyards have also become silent.

Some staff officers walked out of the electronic mecha in the center of the courtyard. The bluestone floor under their feet was still stained with water from the night rain. Guards, stop the patrol aircraft and open the cockpit. The crowd, like the rubble of the flow, is gathering to the broadcast.

Outside the building, a speeding SUV creaked and stopped in front of the fence filled with sandbags and isolation nets. In the flying dust, the driver and the officer with important documents opened the door and got off, looking at the command center like time solidification in confusion.

The Chinese national flag hanging in front of the window of the building gently brushed in the wind, and the raised faces glowed red with excitement.

Everyone knows that after more than 30 hours of fighting, this battle destined to be engraved in the history of human war is finally about to usher in the final victory!

On the front line of sunset mountain, the susbeth sus allied forces have attacked the whole line for 18 times in a row. They can't cross the minefield one step. There are less than 40 of the 200 unstoppable adjudicators left now!

The wave like enemy armor clusters hit the position again and again, but were smashed again and again. I don't know how many layers were cut off from the dilapidated position. In the morning, I saw blood and corpses everywhere.

But thousands of Chinese soldiers were so hard in front of the enemy that they never retreated after a dead battle.

The fierce army and the Chinese flag are still flying on the battlefield!

At the same time, in the west of the sunset mountain basin, the Chinese army under the leadership of Fang Chutian has swept the world war VI area as fast as lightning.

The latest war report shows that the NATO coalition forces besieging the two major cities of Qixing and Xiushui River have completely collapsed under the devastating attack of 500 rampant armor of the fierce army.

Countless dead and wounded enemies fled in all directions, panic like a lost dog, reckless and reckless, unable to distinguish things. On the outskirts of the city center, roads and bridges are full of enemy bodies and mecha wreckage. The two important towns finally returned to the hands of the Chinese army.

With the rolling iron flow of 14 Chinese divisions, it spread around along the intercity highway between the two towns. The retreat of the main force of beilifu northern cluster has been cut off!

Now, just waiting for Chen Fengxi's order, the Chinese reserve troops who had been waiting for a long time behind the sunset mountain will launch the final fatal attack on the enemy like a tiger down the mountain!

Everyone is waiting quietly.

Zhu Dabing stood beside Chen Fengxi, his head tilted back, his teeth clattering. You can vaguely see the winding and twisting of green tendons in your temples. The whole body trembled slightly because of the uncontrollable excitement.

Two meters away from the left, Huang Xiaolei was much more calm. She gently held the railing of the command console, her eyes were faint, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Ye Wanqing stood side by side with her. The two girls' concave and convex bodies looked more beautiful and graceful under the package of their uniforms, just like two elegant and fragrant orchids.

This world composed of blood, fire and steel, because of their existence, they still maintain a softness after all.

On the right side of the command platform are Xiong Hui, Fei Wen and other fierce army generals and senior officers of the front army in the sea area of Yigan Leifeng. The light of the electronic sand table in front of them shines on these solemnly standing soldiers. It reflected the blazing fire in their eyes. The flame is burning.

It's time.

Chen Fengxi took a deep breath. There was a loud noise on the radio. He leaned forward and ordered word by word: "the general attack begins!"

The low voice echoed in the hall, like a gradually loud charge.

After a short silence, the whole headquarters boils with a bang. Everyone seems to have risen from petrification. There is no worry, anxiety, no worry about gain and loss before. At this time, there is only one goal!

Hundreds of staff officers were in a mess. The clattering of the keyboard, the rushing footsteps, the roar, the report and the call were heard all the time.

Yan Na, Kong Lang and Cao de are standing on the platform on the second floor of the sample hall.

"We seem to have missed something." Yan Na looked gloomy, and in her tone, there was an unspeakable bleakness and weakness.

Kong Lang lowered his head and looked cold.

Cao de sighed a long sigh.

They witnessed the birth of a miracle, but failed to participate in it.

"Fuck them!" In front of the downstairs console, a staff officer was holding a communicator and shouted at the army liaison officer in front.

"Yes! Look at us! " A vicious voice came from the communicator.

A Chinese first-class soldier kicked the stone at his feet like a fighting animal in a cage and turned around in place for several times.

By the side, countless Chinese mecha and soldiers had already assembled, and the team had spread to the far end of the jungle.

Everyone heads sideways.

Sunset mountain, less than ten kilometers away, was shining one after another in front of the soldiers, rising with thick smoke like volcanic eruption.

The gun body and gunfire roared along the earth, through the woods and into everyone's ears, which made everyone's eyes red.

The reserve team of the entire 20 divisions, except for three lucky divisions who were transferred to the sunset mountain defense line in batches, the rest were strictly ordered to wait in place after arriving at the assembly site.

For these Chinese soldiers, this is an unbearable suffering.

Everyone knows how fierce the battle on sunset mountain is.

A regiment was pulled up and was knocked out in less than an hour. A position had just been repaired. In a few minutes, it became a ragged trench.

The comrades in arms guarding sunset mountain rushed out of the trench again and again and died with the enemy. They rolled with the enemy in their machine armor, rushed to a position less than 20 meters away from the enemy machine armor with portable rockets, fired, and rolled to the foot of the enemy machine armor with bound fusion grenades.

The position was red with blood, the soil was stripped by shells, and then red with blood. In the end, the pit opened when each shell fell, and the soil raised like water spray, was the red soaked into the depths of the earth.

From day to night, from night to dawn.

At least three soldiers of the whole division stayed on the bloody highland forever. The tragedy of sunset mountain made the eyes of these soldiers gathered in the rear waiting for orders red and red.

They can't imagine what a hell like scene it is on the shining mountain forever.

All they know is that there stand the Chinese children raised in this land. They smash the enemy's attack with their hot chest and young life.

As long as they have one person and one breath, the enemy will not be able to break through sunset mountain.

In addition to these Chinese soldiers, the most admirable are those aircraft fighters called the fierce army.

These mecha fighters from China, Freeport and the free world are the mainstay of the whole defense line! Although the whole special battalion has been hit, there are only less than 100 mecha left.

But it is them that make the arrogant arbiter unable to step over the minefield!

They are the most dazzling stars in the sunset mountain defense line. Their bloody figure in the smoke of gunpowder inspires all Chinese soldiers.

A wisp of flute sounded faintly.

The veteran who played the flute leaned his back against the roots of the tree. The whimpering sound of the flute continued intermittently in the roar of gunfire.

The soldiers of the same company gathered around silently and listened quietly. Everyone bit their lips and clenched their fists. They know that this is an ancient farewell song in China.

The veterans didn't send the Wanderers away from home, but the soul of the sunset mountain!

The fierce army has completed the miraculous strategic detour, and the battle has reached the last moment.

The soldiers waiting here are finally about to embark on the battlefield.

The soldiers in front, with sacrifice, won the chance of victory. Dead comrades in arms, now rely on them to firmly grasp this opportunity and never let it slip away from their hands!

"Beep..."

With the electronic sound of each mecha communicator, the sound stopped. The soldiers turned their heads and saw their company commander take off his headphones. The young company commander's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were like a knife, and suddenly he shouted like thunder!

"Let's go!"

The position was in a mess.

The wreckage all over the ground was burning, emitting black smoke. The blackened craters are connected one by one, one by one. Metal bulletproof walls and explosion proof sheds have been torn into pieces. The bodies of soldiers from both sides were scattered all over the position.

The body of a suskish lay softly on the charred wreckage of the mecha. His lower body was charred and his chest was bloody. There's only one face, and it's clear. Under the golden eyelashes, the light blue eyes were wide open, with a trace of emptiness and despair.

Two meters away from him was the wreckage of a judge's armor.

The neck of the arrogant steel Spartan soldier was broken, a big hole was opened in the streamlined armor on the chest, a broken leg had disappeared, and the left hand was broken from the joint, leaving only a connecting rod bent in a strange posture.

The coffin like cabin slid out of the big hole in the chest. The green nutrient solution in the cabin had leaked clean. The driver's pale face clubbed on the scorched land with his mouth open. The silver white metal head at the back of the head makes this face look very strange. Next to it, thousands of wreckage and corpses spread far away.

There are the Soviet army, the adjudicator, the Chinese army and the fierce army. The soldiers of the two belligerents, entangled, fell on the hillside less than two kilometers wide.

Some people have only stumps and broken arms, and their flesh and blood are scattered everywhere. Others, however, remained intact.

Some lie down, some curl up. Some people kneel on the ground with their heads clutching the ground, while others lean on the mecha and keep their bodies standing.

Although the attacking NATO troops only retreated, sporadic shells fell on the position.

Earth, human limbs and steel fragments rushed into the sky like water spray in the explosion.

The clouds in the distance are red.

Stile sat on the mud in the ditch and served as a medical guard to wrap his wound. The wound was on the lower leg, and the enemy's fierce fist smashed the console of the mecha. If you don't retreat quickly, your lower leg will not only be cut more than ten centimeters long by the console.

Bones can be seen deep in the wound, because there are no medical instruments, and even the anesthetics are used up. The Chinese medical guards squatting on the ground can only simply bandage Stiller.

"Sir, you need to go down for treatment." The medic wrapped up the gauze and gave stiles another shot. While packing the medicine box, he was serious.

Stile took a cigarette handed over by a fierce soldier, took a hard SIP and shook his head.

"Sir!" The medic was worried and his voice became louder: "your injury has hurt the bone. If you don't use the treatment as soon as possible, you will be lame!"

In the dilapidated trenches, dozens of Chinese soldiers were attracted by the cries of medical soldiers. A captain turned and walked this way.

"What are you afraid of?" Stile smiled: "I don't use my feet to control the mecha. As long as my hand is not broken and people don't die, I won't go down. " Then he patted the medical guard on the shoulder: "I'm fine now. Go and help others."

The medic was obviously a one track minded guy. When stile said this, he blushed anxiously: "sir..."

Stile pinched his shoulder hard, stopped his nagging, and said faintly, "I've lost most of my special camp here. Brother, open your eyes and see which of the fierce army is on the line of fire with such a little injury?"

Stile's words made the Chinese soldiers nearby red in their eyes.

The captain who came to him wanted to help persuade him, but finally closed his mouth and hung his head in silence.