Chapter 1153: The Ghost of Death (3)

"Chief. Cromwell sprinted back to his resting room, pulling out a special communicator to contact the leader of the rebels. The communication was connected, but there was no immediate reply, as if thinking about something.

Cromwell waited, not figuring out what he should say. I just contacted the general air defense base, but there was no response three times in a row. It was said that it was due to the influence of the steam furnace, but when he returned to the main communication room, the result was the same.

A feeling of dizziness spread from his feet to his head, and Cromwell figured everything out, but he was still unsure. He gave himself a few minutes to determine the state of the general air defense base by various means. The final result is all the same, and I can't get in touch. It's not that the signal is affected by unknown factors, but the electronic noise that comes from it is always "zizi", which remains unchanged for a long time.

Cromwell immediately contacted Danriel, hoping that the other party would immediately contact the team they had sent. With less than a minute to go, Daniel's serious voice, which changed its timbre, completely shattered Cromwell's last shred of illusion.

"Something's wrong. "The voice of the leader of the rebel forces is very steady, it is the middle of the night and the early hours of the morning, and needless to say, this will certainly not be good news.

"、、、" Cromwell opened his mouth, a little speechless for a moment. With the loss of the general air defense base, the protection of the sky domain is completely lost. When the overhead realm was completely open to the king's side unhindered, Cromwell could not imagine the consequences of this. No wonder there was only one person, Danriel, and the team behind the enemy they feared was still on the way over.

At this time, I thought about a lot of things clearly, but it was all too late, and it wouldn't make any sense to know.

Taking a deep breath, Cromwell suppressed his heart that began to "thump", and slowly told the leader of the rebel forces about the main air defense base: "I will immediately let people transfer materials and valuable materials." I'll stay at the base and resist the king's forces with a few teams, and I'll be able to delay them here at the volcano base as much as possible、、、"

"、、、 chief、、、" Cromwell was tempted to say "I'm sorry." At the beginning, he was favored by the leader, and he could become the head of the mine base, conducting the research, manufacturing and assembly of the battle armor, and how much trust the leader gave him, Cromwell knew very well in his heart. At this moment, the trust that exhilarated him seemed to be eroded by deadly mold, and became the guilt and self-blame that pressed on his body.

What the leader said later, intended to make him insist as much as possible, were all words of comfort, it was just that the war had started in advance, and it was expected. Cromwell, in a state of wonder, was vaguely obsessed, and he had decided not to go back, and his final result would surely be in ruins along with the mine base.

"After transferring the materials and supplies, you split into teams to break through from different routes. At that time, the armies of each base will set out to rush to the junction, and will meet you on the established route on the way、、、"

It wasn't until Cromwell woke up from his self-loss that he found himself sitting in a chair. Danriel was on the sidelines, talking to someone. Seeing him wake up, Danriel cut off contact and approached and said, "I contacted Master MacDonald and informed him of the situation here. He would send a squad of thirty people, all of whom were captains and vice-captains, and would arrive here by the morning after tomorrow at the latest, hoping to alleviate the plight here. ”

Cromwell let out a long breath, and his somewhat pale face regained some ruddy: "No need, in an hour or two, I will have the army break through from the mine base in small teams." The first enemy will certainly be bombers and combat aircraft, having lost their anti-aircraft weapons, and what remains is completely incapable of posing the slightest threat to them. The attack will be early in the morning, not necessarily two or three hours in advance. Anyway, thank you, Miss Daniel, for your help lately. ”

The communicator interrupted Cromwell, and the contact hung up in less than a few seconds. The content was what Cromwell expected, and although Janet and Occam arrived at the third anti-aircraft weapon launch platform in time, they were also declared destroyed in the face of the madness of the enemy's final attack, at a huge cost paid by the other side.

The enemy fled less than seven or eight people, but this did not make Cromwell happy. The real danger is far from coming, the other side will only pay the loss of more than 30 people, and soon his side will bury these people with tens of thousands of troops. At both ends of the scale, they are always tilting towards each other.

"If only there was some more time. Cromwell thought to himself that at that time, even if only one armor was completed, it would become a killing machine on the battlefield. Correspondingly, the mobile rail-mounted heavy artillery built on the mine base with the original rail line can also be barely put into use. The enemy's ground team headquarters will no longer be a threat with the power and range of the rail-heavy artillery. And the mine base will also become a real and important stronghold that can affect the direction of the battle.

"Miss Daniel, there is a request here. Cromwell stood up and said solemnly to Daniel, "There is no chance of rescue here, and I hope that you will help to transport the materials and valuables back to the Chief." ”

"The core of the super-vapor compression device?" Daryl stared at Cromwell's face, and agreed to the request.

The orders were quickly transmitted via local radio, and although it was late at night, countless lights were lit up in a large area of the mine for a while. An army of tens of thousands is not a large number, but to move most of the men in a few hours is still not a good guy.

Danriel left Cromwell, and on her way back to the break room, she sent a message to Patrick, who had already gone to an important storage warehouse.

Surprisingly, no one answered, and when the third communication was still an electronic noise, Danriel was already on her way over.

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Looking at the several people around him covered in blood, Vermer wiped his face, but he showed a smile and an inexplicable mixed emotion. There were seven people left, but two were left behind because of their injuries. Five, that's the final number.

There were no pursuers behind, and Vermel was finally relieved. The tension that supported his body disappeared, and his feet immediately lost strength, and Vermer leaned against the trunk of the tree and sat slowly. He raised his head and looked at the night sky through the gaps in the leaves, as if he saw planes laden with ammunition taking off from the runway. 2k reading web