Chapter 288: put all one's eggs in one basket

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The expression of each mythical warrior is somewhat unnatural. It was the first time in the history of the Mythical Legion that he was rushed to this point by the Lereis.
This is a complete defeat, a total loss from strength to spirit.
The comrades behind him are desperately blocking the pursuit of that [Warcraft]. They can only delay a short time. In the crazy killing of the [Warcraft], in the shocking rage of the nine-generation Leilei mechs behind him, there has been no news of the group of King Kong fighting back and forth.
The hope that Reinhardt can escape in this battle is very slim. At this moment, the idea of ​​the devoted guard, in the eyes of all mythological warriors, undoubtedly pointed out a humiliating but hopeful way of life for Reinhardt at the most dangerous time.
After exchanging the mechs, who knows which King Kong Reinhardt is in? By the time the Lere people catch up with [Apollo], Reinhardt has long been mixed up in the scattered [Vajra] and escaped!
But will the proud Reinhardt come out of his mech? Every mythical warrior was silent, looking at the same silent [Apollo] with complicated eyes. The scene looked a little weird.
Reinhardt watched his cronies guard quietly, his eyes flashing.
He was able to call out the names of every trusted guard. Like everyone else, this guard named Jack came from the southern city of Guice.
Guice is Reinhardt's hometown, a small city proud of him with his statue erected. The Weibo youth there is his most loyal and fanatical follower.
Jack's loyalty is beyond doubt. This is not a humiliation, but a desperate proposal. Switch A, at this almost desperate moment, is undoubtedly the most effective one!
In the eyes of the mythical warrior, Reinhardt finally made a choice, and he slowly opened the mech cockpit. Now is not the time to succeed, he knows that after pushing Borg out, he no longer has to worry about anything.
Now you only need to live unscrupulously and seize unscrupulously!
Starting [King Kong], Reinhardt looked at the silent and indifferent mythical warriors, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress a sense of humiliation in his heart. He licked his lips hard and said as easily as possible: "In ancient China, there is a saying that the big husband can bend and stretch. One day, we will make those Lelei people pay a hundred times! ..."
"General!" A mythical soldier interrupted his lack of excuse with a cold voice: "Pursuing our enemies seems to retreat."
"Retreat?" Reinhardt lowered his head and looked at the mecha radar. The red cursors gradually went away. Then he looked at the [Vajra] he was driving and the silent mythical soldiers around him. The blood rushed straight to the top of his head, and his face was as if he had been slapped hard with two slaps.

"My life is so bitter?" The tears in the fat man's eyes flashed and his teeth bit his lips. The shoulders twitched, and the flowers twitched. The trembling body looked like a large, tender and white piece of white jelly that was beaten to death after being photographed.
On the Skynet satellite image in front of the fat man, a giant Desik transport ship has landed on the edge of the Uno forest less than 100 kilometers north of Tanville, tens of thousands of Desik armored forces With the cooperation of the space fighters, they continually crossed the empty Priusk outer defense line and marched into the city of Prsk.
And another report just sent by Bonnie showed that the three Desik armored divisions, including the Desick Hunter Mech Regiment, simultaneously launched attacks on the northern district of Tanville, where several independents stationed there The Army Infantry Division suffered heavy casualties.
The Desik, who had been standing still, finally started. Their appearance undoubtedly gave the fat man who chased Reinhardt the climax.
The departure of the Expeditionary Fleet gave the Desik landing force an almost direct chance to smash Huanglong. If it was n’t for the Independent Army that some land-based fighters were contained, they could even land directly in the urban area of ​​Prsk!
Even so, the distance of more than one hundred kilometers and the outer perimeter defense where only one independent infantry division is stationed are not a problem for the two Desik armored divisions that landed.
In the fat man's calculation, if the nineteenth and twenty-fifth divisions do not immediately respond, it will only take ten hours, and the two airborne armored divisions of Desik will be able to penetrate the city of Prsk. If the northern section of Tanville is breached, the three Desik armored divisions will act like a gate, cutting off the passage of the 19th and 25th divisions to Prsk. By that time, the five Desik armored divisions would be inside and outside of Prsk with empty troops, and the expeditionary forces would face extinction no matter in the east or the west.
Therefore, the fat man could only withdraw his tears. Even if Reinhardt had been forced to a dead end, he had no time to chase it down. What is important now is that before the Desik Armored Division in Tanville ’s North District cuts the road between Long Line Hill and Prisco, it is necessary to withdraw its armored forces to Plsk to establish a defense line.
The Lereans began to retreat silently. The chasing troops in the front slowed down and began to move left and right to sweep the enemies, while the troops behind partly and partly left the battlefield and marched toward the Prisco high speed. They must compete with Desik's two armored divisions to build the last line of defense before being broken out of Prsk.
"Fat man." Bonnie's voice came from the communication channel, and her continuous command coordination made her voice sound a little tired: "The soldiers are exhausted. At this time, the force marches back ... I'm afraid ..."
Bonnie's words hit the fat man's heart heavily, which is what he was most worried about.
In order to block Reinhardt's offensive, the 19th and 25th divisions have shown their utmost determination and perseverance. Especially the nineteenth division, in the past few days, in order to stabilize the line of defense, has been running east and west, tossing every position on the line of defense several tens of kilometers wide. In the battle that just ended, these Lelei warriors fought against their enemies several times more than ten hours!
The combat plan was made by the fat man himself. No one knows the cruelty of this plan better than him. In order to mobilize the enemy, in order to make use of the close combat advantage of the nineteenth division to make up for the shortage of numbers, the fat man placed the nineteenth division in front of the defense line and directly faced the enemy in turns attacking in turns.
In the battle with almost no distance and no pause, the nineteenth division interspersed in the enemy's mech cluster again and again, counterattacked again and again, and drove the enemy back in a nearly melee way again and again. Every time, it is the refining of life and death blood and fire, for more than ten hours, even the iron man can't stand it!
Compared with the exhaustion of the nineteenth division, the Desik are nourishing themselves to wait for work. Moreover, what can be airdropped to key parts at such a critical moment can only be the elite in its combat sequence. The nineteenth and twenty-fifth divisions continued their long-range assaults and continued to fight. After returning to Prsk, how much strength did they have to resist the saturated attacks of the enemy's former servants?
Under the mature military system of the Desik Empire, with only one order, these Desik armored forces can continue to attack until they are killed and killed by the entire line of defense. It is no longer possible to defend against such enemies as a miracle like the Mythical Legion.
The fat man stared at the electronic map in a daze, listening to the voice of Rashid on the communication channel: "Bonnie is right, division. The soldiers have reached the limit, even if we top it, how long can we drag?" Two days, three days? Fuck, what if the gang of Feiyang in the eastern theater ca n’t get it wrong? Stephen ’s thirty-ninth division has n’t appeared yet!

"Then what should we do now?" The question was Gasll. His three regiments had changed from the rear to the forward. The vanguard had crossed the infantry defense line and was advancing towards Prisco.
"Let the main force of the Eastern District come back, or we will jump out!" Rashid said: "It's not that we don't want to fight, this battle can't be fought anymore. Moreover, it is now obvious that we are all expeditionary troops. It ’s no longer important for Newborn ’s abandoned son to fight well or not! That Douglas idiot wants to defeat Stephen to occupy Mozic. If I, as soon as the expeditionary fleet leaves, I will return to Prsk, everyone News such as playing cards and drinking! "
"It's not that simple." Stuart, who has been reticent, said suddenly: "The battle plan was formulated by the Expeditionary Command and signed by Fisichella. Even Douglas had no right to change it before getting Fisichella's consent. . "
"I have contacted the theater front line commander for the first time." In the channel, Bonnie's voice was a little helpless: "The eastern side is at a critical moment in the battle, don't say that they can't pull out from the front line, even if they are returning now. It is also impossible to rush back to Prsk within ten hours. The only support we have is to allocate all the remaining dispatch batches of the Prsk Land-based Air Force to us. "
"They're playing well," Rashid said. "Anyway, we're lost here, and the land-based air force can't keep it. It's better to give us and let us continue to work hard. Damn, we jumped out of the long-term post directly. As long as we are not tied. Here are ten more Desik armored divisions, and we are not afraid! "
"Jump a fart ..." The fat man wiped his tears and said angrily: "If we just ran like this, in case there was something missing in the expeditionary warship, there was no room to look back! Moreover, my mother was the commander Yes, the nineteenth division is in the overall combat plan. When the time comes, a crime of betraying the enemy and betraying the military order will kill me. I wo n’t do it! "
Everyone was dumb, and everyone understood that the fat man was awe-inspiring, in fact, he would not consider what room to look back, the last sentence is the voice. With the current identity of the fat man and the current sequence of the nineteenth division, this is indeed a bit of worry. Who knows how the Feiyang people will react in the end. Once the 19th Division jumped out of the long-term post and sold their backs, it was a fact.
"Who dares?" Rashid shouted: "We're fighting like this, it's interesting enough! They want to dare to convict us, what about the expeditionary fleet evacuating Mozic?"
"They are the state officials who set fire." The fat man grieved with a little trembling voice: "We are the people who light up. This state is different."
There was silence in the communication channel, and now it seems that there is no other choice. The Nineteenth Division was even more powerful. Under such circumstances, the death of the five armored divisions of Desick was ultimately a situation that was annihilated by the whole army.
"Let me think about it again."
The fat man ended the discussion. The mech torrent rolled north in silence. No one shivered any more. For Rashid, they completely believed that there was always a way for this fat man. This confidence, in all battles and in the miraculous victory that has just ended, has been forged to be extremely strong.
Victory is not victory and not to say, anyway, the fat man will not lose money, and life is always the first rule in his mind. He ca n’t die, the team he leads ca n’t collapse! Following such a teacher to fight, I feel at ease!
The fat man gave [Logic] 's travel to the automatic cruise control of the little fart boy and looked at the electronic map in a daze. The two armored divisions of Desick, after all, can't be let go. It ’s just that it ’s okay to drag or drag. Now it ’s time to decide what kind of play it is!
"Ass, when do you think you can take it down in the Eastern District?" The fat man asked in a casual way.
"Three days." The little fart boy is concentrating on controlling [Logic] with instructions. Due to its inherent lack of a sense of biological balance, [Logic] appears to have a weird posture, like an astronaut, who can only move step by step. The thing that the little fart kid gritted his teeth and cut his teeth now is to lift this lightly up and down, as if stealing a chicken.
"Three days?" The fat man suddenly deflated. With the fighting power of the nineteenth division, plus the twenty-fifth division, he was sure to die with the five Desik armored divisions. However, due to the tiredness of the troops, they could not come up with a three-day battle plan.
"The current position is not in Prsk, but in mistakes." The fat man thought to himself, slamming the fire, slapping it on the console, screaming with pride. "Grandma, if I know where Stephen is, just kill him, everything will be fine!"
The little fart kid was taken aback by the fat man and looked at the fat man weirdly: "Just you alone?"
"Isn't that just killing someone!" The fat man stared at the electronic map, bragging: "The green shirt fights the sword, kills one person in ten steps, and does not stay for thousands of miles. That's me! If you have a little literary skills, you can imagine me back then 'S elegant style! "
"Bah!" The little fart boy scolded: "You don't have to look at how many kilograms you are, can you get up and running! I don't have any literary skills, but I do have a Skynet satellite image, do you want to see it ..." Here, the little fart kid froze for a while, as if remembering something, shut his mouth and stopped talking.
"Skynet satellite picture?" The fat man looked suspiciously at the little fart boy, but he saw this guy's eyes dodge. Suddenly, there was a shock in the guess, and it felt wrong, and immediately closed his mouth, only to look at the picture and muttered to himself, looking like he was racking his brain. What the little kid said about the picture, only for deaf ears.
The two have their own babies and are extremely busy. After a long time, peeping at each other, eyes met together, and quickly moved away from each other.
The time passed by one minute and one second, and countless times of repetition. The fat man finally sighed quietly and asked, "How did you find him like this?"
"Who found it?" The little fart boy shrank the doppelganger into a round ball and transformed it into a logical, round, cartoon face on the computer.
"Less to install garlic." The fat man slaps it, and then pulls it onto the avatar robot, remembering that the little fart boy has converted the program into the logical computer, and hatefully said: "Why are you more afraid of death than me?"
Seeing that it could not be concealed, the little fart smiled awkwardly: "Actually, I am not sure."
It brings up a picture taken by a high-altitude satellite. In the picture, it is a closely guarded base. The little fart kid said: "At that time, I tracked a few instructions and found it here. It happened that there were information exchanges and anti-detection jammers of Gacharin's main skynet around the base. I changed the program and used the interference. Suppressed and won a few minutes of detection opportunities. "
The fat man looked carefully at this picture, which magnified the ants on the ground almost without counting, without saying a word. The little fart boy's mouth is not untrue, what is not sure, the lower right side of the picture, the person who is surrounded by the crowd, who is not Stephen?
"Fat." The little fart kid carefully observed the fat man's face: "You don't really want to ... what kind of blue shirt is the sword?"
"Desperate!" The fat man calculated the distance on the electronic map with a sly face, and quickly formulated the route of travel: "Fuck this guy, a hundred!" He looked up and looked at the cartoon face of the little fart kid, and sighed. : "You don't worry, I don't want to go to [Logic]. If you want to break through the enemy's air blockade at high speed, you can only use a fighter. [Logic] is too heavy."

The state is very poor, and even found that the simple plot will not be converted. However, I try to keep updating every day. Where the text is not polished well, everyone forgive me.
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