Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

PS3: The more I write, the more rigid I become. Without Loli, I will die.

135. The war begins

Two power armors that are different from the pure white paint of the T-60X walked out of the Iron Blood headquarters

One is pure black, the other is black with red stripes.

The paint was temporarily changed, so W was a little uncomfortable and his movements became slightly sluggish. He repeatedly clenched his fists in the power armor, and it took him a while to get used to it.

The reality of the scene seen through the panoramic mask is no different from that of the naked eye, except that there is an extra status bar, energy bar and so on.

Looking at this scene with some novelty, she looked at the pure black power armor beside her and made a dull voice through the mask:

"Thank you for being willing to come out with me, but why don't we just take any weapons?"

At this time, she saw a communication link pop up in front of her. Because it was connected automatically using the internal network, the scarecrow's pretty face appeared on it, which was colder than the maid.

After entering the power armor, the mask naturally had to be taken off. This was the first time W saw her true face.

Occasionally, I encountered a scarecrow in Jagged Heavy Industry W, but most of the time I caught a glimpse of him and disappeared in the next second. Except when he was with Zhou Cheng, the scarecrow's whereabouts were erratic most of the time, and then refreshed. In the shadow of Jagged Headquarters.

W was shocked when they met for the first time and had to ask the agent to find out.

W is remembering,

In the communication channel, the cold girl's thin lips were slightly parted, and she said in a voice as cold as her temperament:

"There is no need for this. I had planned to go to the front line myself."

"Well, since we are going to the front line, where are the weapons?"

You can't just fight with bare hands, right?Who uses power armor like this?

"The weapons are in the car."

"That's all right."

The Scarecrow and W were riding in an armored transport vehicle. Inside the carriage were beam rifles, beam sabers, RPG-7s, and even nuclear rocket warheads that Zhou Cheng had not used up last time.

W's eyes lit up with excitement as he touched these explosives with his metal-covered palms.

The transport truck caught up with the army that had set off before them.

right now,

The military committee is shrinking the encirclement, and the battle has not yet begun.

According to the information transmitted back by the drone, their artillery position is about to be completed. Because they use light-weight artillery, all aspects of preparation are very fast.

At the same time, Iron Blood Heavy Industries dispatched three hundred T-60X.

Different from the last time when they shuttled between the reconnaissance units of the Military Commission, this time three hundred T-60X formed a neat square array, trampling on the wasteland with precise steps.

The sound of heavy footsteps made the earth tremble. On the desolate plain, three hundred nearly five-meter-long power armors and their logistics supply convoys formed a pure white metal torrent.

The overall command is an agent, and Scarecrow also has command authority, but she has no intention of using it.

This war does not require any sophisticated command. All the enemy's deployments are transparent and surrounded from all directions, but the encirclement is dispersed as soon as possible.

With a huge lead in technology, all the T-60Xs need to do is to get close to the attack range and then tilt the ammunition out.

The thundering footsteps just now suddenly stopped, and all the powered armors raised their RPG-7s at the same time.

The armored artillery of the Military Council is superior to the individual weapons used in power armor in terms of range, but the preparatory preparation is too complicated for the individual weapons that are ready to use.

Instead of targeting weak armored units, three hundred white phosphorus bombs trailing thick tail flames scattered among the crowd of the Military Committee.

The overwhelming flames seemed to be roaring towards the sky, and the flames distorted the space.

Even if the Warlock Group immediately took action, it would be a drop in the bucket for the rapidly expanding fire.

Less than ten seconds later, the men and horses in the other direction also suffered the same blow.

In less than 30 seconds, there were thousands of casualties, and their medical treatment could not save this ever-expanding number. It could almost be said that the vast majority of those who were caught in the flames were sentenced to death.

Only those who ran out when the sorcerer slowed down the fire, and the sorcerer extinguished the fire that could not be extinguished by water, could survive.

And this was still within Tracy's expectation.

The biggest role of ordinary soldiers is as human shields.

He had already made plans to lose two of them when they met at the artillery position, but now it seems that the other party didn't notice?

Before the third round of attacks came, the artillery positions that had been deployed in advance finally opened fire.

But before Traces had time to get feedback, a rocket that was fatter than before flew towards him.

A warlock next to him immediately used a spell to intercept it, but saw the rocket that was still dozens of meters away suddenly burst into violent brilliance.

A mushroom cloud was rising slowly. I saw it from a distance, and W shouted:

"Wow~"

She and Scarecrow had separated from the main force. The reason was that Scarecrow was preparing to behead the military committee. Then W found that the artillery fire could not even wipe off the skin of the power armor, so he followed them as soon as they were combined.

Now, they are 300 meters away from Tracys and have just fired the nuclear rocket.

When she marveled at the power of this weapon, the black power armor beside her picked up two lightsabers and rushed out.

She raised the knife and lowered it, and several black shadows suddenly shot out and were cut in half by her as she walked. During this period, there were many spells flashing, but they all disappeared on the dark surface of the power armor.

It wasn't until a big sword struck it that it left an obvious mark.

The attack failed, and the attacker immediately pulled away, just dodging the lightsaber slash.

W looked over and saw the tall Tracys, wearing full body armor, quickly retreating dozens of meters away, with spells constantly being projected from further away.

The scarecrow used the two swords in his hands to catch up and chop the flying spells into pieces. The ones that were not chopped were like a gust of wind falling on him.

I'm afraid even if you don't resist at all, those spells won't have any effect.

Soon, Tracy and the Scarecrow were fighting together. Because they were fighting too fast, W could not intervene for fear of hitting the Scarecrow with a weapon that could break the defense.

Seeing that no one seemed to notice her for some reason, she quietly walked towards the place where the spells were flying.

It was the first time he had actual combat with someone after getting this new body, and it was a hand-to-hand combat that he had never done before. Scarecrow enjoyed it very much.

The thrill of slashing with a sword is far beyond that of a floating weapon that can't even feel the recoil.

She deliberately adjusted the output of the power armor, using functions similar to those shown by the opponent, and used powerful computing power to calculate each sword draw in milliseconds.

After all, there is still a difference between the human brain and machinery. Even when facing a computer with the swordsmanship that Tracy has honed for hundreds of years, he gradually falls into a disadvantage.

There isn't even any trick, just crack it openly and then attack.

However, Tracys did not panic. There were people with better swordsmanship than him. He had been maintaining a delicate balance with his opponents using only swordsmanship, just to wait for the opportunity.

Seeing that this specially painted power armor, which was obviously an elite unit, chased him into the magic fortification that the Warlock Group had been constructing, Traces's armor, which used body function and double resistance amplification source stone technology, began to emit energy. The brilliance of stone craftsmanship.

He whispered:

"You are strong, but you shouldn't be so careless.

"On the battlefield, calmness is the most powerful weapon. It's a pity that you don't have the chance to realize this truth."

PS: I just came back from the nucleic acid test, and I heard that there seemed to be more than a dozen more cases here.

PS2: If you write about a lolita, kiss your little mouth and little feet, and don’t write your recommendation in the text, it should be fine...

136. The end of the war

The war is over.

When the Military Commission successfully destroyed the first powered armor with a battle loss of 9000:1, they discovered that the driver inside was a machine.

Because of the overly radical strategy, morale, which had been relatively low, completely collapsed.

Faced with inhumane, lifeless machines, and extremely exaggerated battle-loss ratios, at least the grassroots of the army no longer have the courage to trade their lives for one nine-thousandth of those iron lumps.

They are just machines, and machines and life are obviously not equivalent.

As the first soldier fled, like a domino chain reaction, more and more people joined in.

An officer fired his weapon at the deserters, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the crowd.

At this time, the T-60X, under the command of the agent, let go of these deserters and began to focus on those who did not escape.

The queen who is about to return to the throne is married to her master, so Kazdaele is equivalent to half of the iron-blooded heavy industry, so naturally she will not massacre the living forces.

After the fall of Theresia, a large part of those who once supported him will inevitably be used by Theresia.It is definitely impossible to climb to the top, but there are a lot of positions at the grassroots level that require them to shine.

After the defeat, officers began to flee one after another. This phenomenon became more common when they found that they could no longer contact their superiors at the command level.

At this moment, there were scorch marks everywhere on the armor, and the bloodless Tracy finally saw Manfred who came to meet him with a personal guard, and almost fell into his arms. .

"Teacher! Are you okay?

"Wait, your hands?!"

Manfred supported Tracys and took his right arm, which was covered by a tattered cloak. He was shocked when he touched it and found it was empty.

With the support of the students, Tracys took a deep breath and urged with a sullen face:

"Stop it, don't worry about this!

"Quickly withdraw! Withdraw!"

Hearing the teacher's anxious voice, Manfred no longer cared about taking care of the injured teacher, and immediately stuffed him into the back seat of a car. The guards also got into other cars one after another, escorting Trey The Sith retreated.

Lying in the car, Tracy was still in a daze.

After the powered armor that he had been fighting with was ambushed, when faced with the best of the best Sarkaz warriors who came out, they actually broke out at a speed far exceeding that of fighting him, and cut them all off in one encounter. into pieces.

At the same time, there was also a violent explosion from his mage group.

Seeing that this combat power was clearly something he couldn't handle by himself, Tracys immediately used his Origin Stone skills with all his strength. In order to avoid the fatal sword, he blocked it with his arm before escaping.

Traces couldn't understand why power armor could be so powerful.

He felt clearly that the energy response of the power armor at that time suddenly improved greatly, and the difference during the period was like changing from a civilian battery to a large Originium generator.

That level... actually appeared on an individual less than five meters long?

Traces felt that, concentrated to this extent, the pure energy explosion alone could easily take him away, without even giving him a chance to transform into source stone powder.

He couldn't accept it.

When he saw the opponent's power armor, the most he could think of was that someone from the Colombian military was behind it, but when they came up with technology that Colombia would never be able to come up with, Traces went numb at the time.

How did such an outrageous thing come up?

Tracy was very frustrated;

His frustration was like an African tribal conflict, and after the fight he found out that the opponent was Wuchang.

He couldn't let go of the unlucky feeling of being absolutely invincible and feeling like being hit by a natural disaster.

"Teacher, what shall we do next?"

Manfred's voice interrupted Tracys' thoughts,

He frowned tightly and said:

"Leave Kazdaele with those who are still willing to follow us and go from the south. Let's go to Longmen first."

Today's Longmen is already a world-class financial center and is no longer the chaotic border city it once was.

His departure must not be hidden from anyone, as the characteristics of the Sakaz people are still too obvious.

But if it was just a borrowing, that Wei Yanwu would not be willing to get involved, and would neither agree nor refuse, then everything would be easy to handle.

Traces has been making some preparations in foreign countries. These preparations are for sitting on the throne in the future and using them to deal with other countries.

But now he had to use these preparations in advance for his escape.

This situation even gave Tracys the idea of ​​giving up his ideals, giving up fighting for the throne with his sister, and escaping to find a place to spend the rest of his life.

"..."

No matter what, let’s escape first.

Tracy quickly stopped thinking about those things. Only by getting through the current difficulties can he be qualified to think about the future.

He didn't think Theresa would let him go, even if she was a kind and good person... No, it should be said that it was precisely because she was that kind of person that she would never let go of someone who caused the Sakaz Civil War and caused the death of countless compatriots. The main culprit who died in this war.

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The war ended too suddenly.