Attitude is everything, this is just a very sportsmanlike slogan in sports competitions, and although sports competitions are claimed to be wars in peacetime, compared with real wars, they are nothing more than a pretend wine.

On this bloody and fire planet on the edge of the universe, where bullets are always more powerful than reason, what can really decide everything is only the word strength, and then specifically in tonight's ambush or assault battle in the southwest of the planet, everything is decided...... It's the performance of a mecha.

The Special Moon Wolf Mecha Brigade of the Maple Forest Wing of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, this is a long list of names, and the length of the name often represents importance, those words can help confirm that the control level of these Imperial pilots is very good, it must be higher than the level of the Iron Seventh Division Mecha Battalion, at least it is impossible to be weaker than them, but more than a hundred Imperial third-generation mechas, facing more than 20 new mecha of the Federation, are a mess, and they have no power to fight back at all.

The surrounding fires and explosions completely stopped and stood still in a short period of time, and the Iron Seventh Division quickly cleared the outer battlefield, and the entire mountain battle range, leaving only more than a dozen tattered Imperial mecha under the gentle slope in the middle of the abdomen...... They were surrounded by federal mechs and heavy firepower units, and the black-cyan mechs that were once strong and heavy in the past looked so fragile and tired at this time, there was no possibility of breaking through at all.

The war between the Federation and the Empire is a war that has condensed decades of blood and fire, in which tens of millions of lives are used as bargaining chips, and it is pressed cold and hard, and the hearts of both sides are cold and hard as iron.

In the eyes of the Federation, the Imperials are beasts, and in the eyes of the Imperials, the Commoners are hypocritical and cruel aliens, a deep ditch has long been drawn between the two life races, which can never be filled.

Human beings will not surrender like a pig, this is a very simple truth, so it is impossible for the Imperial people to surrender in the Federation, and more than ten of the three generations of the Empire's Moon Wolf Mecha, which have fallen into the end, launched a final offensive in despair and madness with the sound of rattling metal rubbing.

This final offensive was still heading towards Xu Le's black armor in the middle, and further outer, more than two dozen federal black MXs rushed at high speed from all sides of the gentle slope almost simultaneously.

It's a picture of big rings and small rings, but it doesn't feel ridiculous or funny, only the coldness and madness of death, and the tragic meaning that clearly reaches every piece of dust in the valley.

Miserable, it is the last mecha of the virtual glorious empire, the huge metal impact sound is non-stop, explosions are repeated, and more than ten small blue-gray mushroom clouds are born (rising) from time to time on the gentle slope.

Xu Le slowly took off his helmet and quietly looked at the last Imperial third-generation mecha that fell heavily not far away, watching the explosion inside the cockpit of that mecha, feeling a little strange. He can understand the emperor's actions of not surrendering, but he can't imagine what kind of concept such a group of soldiers who have spent more than seven years in a foreign land to carry out shameless aggression against the federation without changing their faces, and carry out crazy slaughter of the people of the federation, until they finally kill themselves.

Could it be that the people of the empire are really so cold-blooded and ruthless by nature, or is it that the frenzied worship of the emperor in the imperial society will make countless people become crazy?

In the end, more than ten imperial black mecha had already been exhausted, and in the end, this suicidal charge did not bring much damage to his black MX, he got out of the battlefield in the fastest time, and no longer had the strength to help the Iron Seventh Division mecha battalion fight, so he could only watch with his own eyes, and then think silently in his heart.

In less than three minutes, the Iron Seventh Division completely annihilated a mecha brigade of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, and the full-band super-intensity electronic interference finally stopped, and Du Shaoqing's calm voice as usual came from A's communication system.

"Hard work"

Xu Le was slightly stunned, didn't say anything, and gently pushed the operating lever with his palm, allowing the black mecha to slowly turn around above the gentle slope, leaving the mecha battalion of the Iron Seventh Division that was cleaning the battlefield, and walking silently and heavily towards the outside of the valley.

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More than 20 black mechs of the Iron Seventh Division were cleaning up the final battlefield, they tried to find one or the emperor ** in those cockpits that were severely imploded, but it was only in vain to find that at this time, they found that the Federation Black MX, which played the most important role on the battlefield tonight, was leaving......

More than two dozen black mechs stopped their movements almost at the same time, accompanied by the slight muffled sound of motors and hydraulic pipes, and saluted the black MX that was walking down the hill, but watched it away in silence.

Until this time, most of the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division did not know who was in this black MX that had made miraculous achievements, but this did not prevent them from paying their respects to this mecha. There was also a regiment in the mountain theater, and the hoplites and artillerymen came out of their positions and began to prepare for the ensuing battle, while smiling and watching the black MX leave.

There were many other people who watched the black MX leave, such as the Southern Hemisphere Federal Command in the far distance, and the officers in the hall were shocked and speechless. Du Shaoqing, who was on a mountain peak somewhere, also took off his sunglasses,

Looking at the heavy and even somewhat clumsy footsteps of the black MX on the light screen, he was silent.

The real-time battle report of the central computer has come out, and the black MX controlled by Xu Le killed a fourth-generation Moon Wolf mecha of the empire in seconds on this night, defeated five third-generation mechas, and caused four third-generation mecha to lose their combat effectiveness...... It is equivalent to saying that he alone killed one-tenth of the combat power of the Moon Wolf Mecha Brigade.

Du Shaoqing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly remembered that there was a certain young officer who should be on another planet at this moment, and that young man was also a lieutenant colonel like Xu Le. In my five years, the battle merit book of Madman Li recorded the destruction of one hundred direct access to many imperial mechas, this kind of combat exploits is undoubtedly the most perverted data in history, but today in just one hour, Xu Le's mecha can be sprayed with six stars, at this speed, it may not be impossible to catch up with Madman Li.

Of course, Li Feng has basically been carrying out special tasks for more than five years, and he is often facing the real masters of the Imperial Royal Special Mecha Battalion, so the comparison is not fair.

What really made Du Shaoqing's brows furrow was not the amazing record of the black MX controlled by Xu Le in the previous outburst to kill the enemy, but the scene where the last black MX caused the last mecha group of the empire to go around the mountains in the end.

In the final process, Black MX was not able to defeat more mechs, but instead looked a little embarrassed and dangerous. But under the frenzied pursuit of the Imperial Mechs, what Black MX did seemed simple, and it was already surprising that it was able to survive.

Du Shaoqing's vision was so keen, he knew that if Xu Le's judgment at that time was a little wrong, even if the operation was a little slow, it would be piled up like a pile of leaves by those already crazy imperial mechas, and then burn all his own ......

What is this man's nerves? He can be so calm in this situation, and he will not make a mistake. Du Shaoqing thought silently.

Unlike the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division who were watching Black MX leave, although this iron-blooded division commander rarely said hard work to Xu Le, he had no gratitude in his heart. In his opinion, Xu Le is a federal soldier, the army needs him tonight, and he has this ability, so it is natural that he should obey the order, and he Du Shaoqing himself, the choice he made is no different from Xu Le.

Division Commander Du Shaoqing is a standard federal soldier, although he hates Xu Le, he abides by his duty as a soldier, and will never do anything disgraceful on the battlefield.

However, looking at the black MX that gradually disappeared into the night, a strange thought suddenly surged in his heart.

If one day Xu Le becomes an enemy of the Federation, if he is among the mechs, how many people do I need to arrest or kill him? a battalion or a regiment? Or do I need the entire Iron Seventh Division?

The old thing that existed on the surface of the planet and the Federation command almost at the same time, told Xu Le through different channels that the road to Luoqiu Airport was very safe, and the large troops on the north-south dividing line were undergoing a high-speed maneuver, and he and his black MX could take a break.

Xu Le was slightly stunned, it was very difficult to take off the thin but heavy simulation system on his body, once his mind relaxed, even this small movement made him clearly feel the strong soreness in the muscle fiber bundle of his body, this soreness was an unbearable pain to the extreme, so he couldn't help but purse his lips tightly and snorted.

The accumulated sweat flowed down his ** body and flowed out of the simulation system like water flowing over the poolside, wetting the lower half of the entire cockpit, adding a lot of unpleasant smells to the stuffy cabin.

Fortunately, the waterproofing inside the nail is very good, Xu Le thought to himself with self-deprecation, and at the same time dragged the black box with difficulty, took out his clothes, wiped his body indiscriminately, and then quickly put it on.

An unhealthy flush appeared on his pale face, Xu Le breathed heavily, feeling the adjectives of soreness, exhaustion and hunger about to knock him down, but the Locho Harbor was still far away......

Taking out a pack of deformed Sanqi brand cigarettes that had been pressed from the pocket of his military uniform, Xu Le took out one with trembling fingers and lit it, took a deep breath greedily, and then sprayed it into the closed cabin.

Only then did he remember that the object of his protection, the national girl, was still sitting beside him.

Running for thousands of miles, mecha chasing and fleeing, valley battles, rioting and killing enemies, tonight's scenes, Jian Shui'er's little face, which had already been stimulated, turned pale, especially the exquisite mecha control level shown by Xu Le, which made her eyes light up and look stupid.

Although the girl is brave, she is not an iron-clad man after all, a battered professional soldier, and her body has long been extremely weak.

At this time, she was hiding her heart and feeling uncomfortable, and suddenly saw the red light on the lips of the young man next to her, subconsciously stretched out her hand, stiffened slightly, and carefully took it off.

Her slender fingers trembled, and the movement of her cigarette seemed rusty, and in order to hide her panic, she inhaled sharply, and then coughed violently.

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(Smoke afterwards, I didn't expect it to be so wonderful, it's a backplay of this mecha war.) )

I don't want to talk today, but I still have to say a few words, because today I was closed...... As long as everyone knows that the closure should break out and work hard, because this is closely related to our income, and if we work hard in the past two days, the return will be very, very large. Yet I ...... I can only write slowly, chapter by chapter, and I can't be sadder.

This is the second time the guest was blocked, the last time I was closed, I was on the way home, I was busy and forgot about it, but this time I wrote down the days in my phone last month, but it was the busiest few days in my life.

It's not that I'm complaining about any grievances, it's just two complaints, and I didn't go home until nine o'clock tonight, and I believe that today I have set a record that many people can't do: uh, brother, I have seen seven houses in a row today, and the cow is not a cow? The original plan was eight, and one is really unable to walk.

I was going to write about today last night, but I was really tired.

I will fight to get these things done, and then get back on track, but when I go home for the Chinese New Year, I have to finish the last two piles and road tests of the driving test, which is the most terrifying, and I feel a little creepy.

(End of chapter)