Chapter 562: Reunion

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Many people have witnessed the capture of Zhongshan Wing, the 172nd division commander and 9th-level mech warrior.
Although everyone was sure afterwards that he had discovered the mech in the first place, at the moment he witnessed it, no one knew what had happened because of the chaotic scene.
When Jie Peng's reinforcements appeared, both sides had a tacit understanding.
As soon as they saw the current location of the Chakners, the Jeppen troops rushing to the battlefield knew that it was impossible for them to catch up before the other party retreated into the position. The Chuckners quickly gave up strangling the remaining troops of the three regiments and one battalion of the 172 Division and retreated to the position.
The two sides moved forward and backward while going west.
Looking down from the sky, on the one hand, Jie Pengjun was fan-shaped, rolling down the hillside, surging westward, and on the other side, the Chakna army with dozens of red mechs broke back like a tide Entered 415 positions.
However, a red figure walking in the opposite direction broke this tacit understanding.
Although there was still thick smoke in the basin, there was still a lot of fire light, and there was an explosion of white light and flying dust, but this red figure was really eye-catching.
It was like someone yelling in a silent movie theater, and like a small boat heading upstream in a turbulent river. This kind of sensory reversal is easy to find.
At least hundreds of people saw it, whether it was a Chakner soldier who had already run into position, or a Jeppen soldier who had pressed upwards from all directions. At the same time, I also saw a Jeppen Ling cat fast approaching it!
Then they saw the most ruthless and fastest kill in their lives!
The shock of the sky was like lightning in a thunderstorm night ...
The red mech is running in the smoke, constantly changing direction, just like the flashing light brewing in the dark clouds. Suddenly, it erupted from the smoke.
Its body traversed a tortuous trace in the air, as clearly visible traces of lightning striking the night sky. This trace is so dazzling. It winds brightly and stays quietly in people's retina, attracting almost all people's attention.
Immediately, the red mech disappeared in people's vision. It seemed to plunge into the void along the silky ends of lightning. When it reappeared, it had already arrived in front of the cat that had rushed to the front.
One punch, one leg.
The cat is like a big tree struck by lightning. At first, the electric flower splashed, and then fell suddenly.
Break the boot armor cockpit, grab a person, and the red armor turns and runs! Frantically fled towards the 415 position. It wasn't until he jumped out nearly 500 meters that the Jeppeng mech in the back seemed to have just recovered.
No one thought that the mech that was caught in the hand like a rag doll by the mech, as the mech swinging back and forth with the mech swinging his arms, was the commander of the 172nd division, the 9th mech warrior Zhongshan wing!
Whether it is the two-winged Jeppen mech battalion or the Chakner warrior who has retreated to 415 positions, they are only dazzled by this lightning, and also for the narrowness of this red mech not to be left alone. The heart was dumbfounded.
When two hundred 172 division special battalion pilots not only did not chase in the face of such provocative actions, but instead stopped like booby traps and looked at each other without a shot, everyone vaguely felt that things seemed a bit wrong.
The panda that fell to the ground started to burn. The violent martyrdom pulled out a white light that reflected the valley. The round shock wave is wrapped in dust and smoke, spreading along the surroundings. A tiny cloud of mushrooms, like a splash of water splashed by boulders, rushed straight into the sky and rolled around.
When looking at the red mech again, he had rushed into the 415 position.
As he approached the hilltop, he arrogantly rushed down the mountain and twisted his buttocks, and then held the big school in his hand to show back and forth at the hilltop.
At this point, everyone saw the pilot in his hand. Under the mountain, there was silence. On the mountain, after a while, there was a burst of noise. Cheers, laughter, strange noises, whistles mixed together.

When Jeppen's reinforcements arrived, everyone knew that the battle was over.
Several officers, even disregarding safety regulations, rushed out of the bunker behind the position.
The 415 position was large, with dense trenches spreading westward. Empty and silent. The battle that has just ended makes officers very uncomfortable with this empty atmosphere. However, they know. The battle has just ended and the soldiers are retreating. For a position nearly two kilometers deep, we have to walk for a while! They can only wait quietly.
I don't know how long it has passed. In the originally empty tunnel, the first soldiers who withdrew back appeared.
More and more people, like the tide, gathered from the entrance of each channel and flowed towards the back of the position. After a while, the whole position was full of soldiers cheering and walking backwards.
"Go to Area 3," Li Cunxin walked out of the bunker, waved his hand, and headed for Area 3, where the retired Mecha gathered. Behind him, Pei Litong and more than ten officers followed closely.
The officers moved slowly in the crowd. The further they go, the redder their eyes will be.
Every tunnel can see the prisoners of war who came back from the dead, weeping, and hugging their comrades.
"I thought that I wouldn't see you in this life!" A ragged corporal stood in the crowd with red eyes, and he repeated the phrase in his mouth, turning it over and over, trivial and nagging. However, no one laughed at him. His friends and his comrades walked up one by one, hugging him and kissing his face.
Several kissed him and couldn't help crying. Tears flowed happily on the faces of the corporals and soldiers, but everyone's face was filled with joy that could not be concealed.
"I'm sorry ..." Another crowd of people, an escaped prisoner of war, holding a young soldier's face, weeping: "It was too messy at the time, we could only desperately run forward , Running non-stop. Your brother was by my side, but a round of shells separated us. I can't see him, I can't find him ... "
The young soldier, holding the gun in his hand, wept bitterly. Tears dripped large and large at the bottom of the muddy pit.
The soldiers around, don't open your face. No one wants to see the hopeless and sad eyes of the soldier who was full of hope from the beginning, hoping that his captured brother will be able to return.
A sturdy warrior walked out of the tunnel through the flow of people. He stood there, watching the young warrior, and shouted with a trembling voice: "Manucci ..."
The young soldier raised his head violently. In the tearful eyes, there was an indescribable ecstasy and shock.
"Come here ..." Despite his ragged clothes, the elite warrior was covered with injuries, but he stood there, standing so steady: "Come on, my dear brother."
The two brothers embraced tightly.
The soldiers around stood up. This time, the tears in their eyes no longer need to be contained, rolling down. Some people are crying, others are laughing, smiling and tearing down.
Li Cunxin and Pei Litong stood quietly at the end of the tunnel. They did not disturb the pair of reunited brothers.
Li Cunxin wiped his eyes fiercely and scolded: "I'm really old ... I can't even control horse pee! I have fought all my life, and I am ashamed here!"
Beside him, Pei Litong's eyes were already full of tears. "This is Lao Tzu's soldier!" The Confucian general's lips trembled, and his voice choked: "Lao Tzu is not afraid of crying, but I am happy!"
The crowd in the tunnel separated in front of the officers.
Looking at the tired, but extremely happy soldiers, a sour emotion suddenly rushed into the nasal cavity. Everyone's voice is a little blocked. They could only nod all the way, patting the shoulders of the men who had escaped.
Behind him, Milan was sobbing. She was holding Boswell's arm, thinking about the man, thinking about the Leray fighters who died in the Leley Patriotic War, thinking about the scenes of life and death in this war, and only desperately lowered her head, They dared not take another look at the soldiers who had escaped from the dead, and they dared not see the unshakable strength and fragility among these men.
"You don't know ..."
The officers just walked into the third area and saw a mecha fighter with an infusion bottle hung in the crowd of eyes: "It was a thrill at the time. I thought I was going to die, who knows only Hear a whisper ... Jeppon Mecha, who is on the opposite side, will lose his head! Seeing that he has n’t fallen yet, that I ’m so welcome! "
The audience lowered their throats and laughed. A captain hugged the mecha fighter's neck and rubbed his hair hard.
The atmosphere in the third zone is significantly quieter than the other zones along the way.
More than forty mechas parked quietly in the mecha parking area. The thick explosion-proof shed blocked the sun and the dim light reflected on these mechas, making every scar on the body shocking.
"marshal......."
"Teacher ..."
"Sir ..."
Seeing the officers coming, the soldiers all stood up to salute.
More than 2,000 prisoners of war were able to break through the encirclement and reach 415 positions. Only less than 1,400. Hundreds of people stayed on the short and extremely long road to break through. Less than forty mechas can return to the position. It ’s basically here.
These scarred mechas quietly squatted in a huge mecha explosion pit in the third zone in a parked mode.
Except for the one or two mecha fighters who had just bragged, the other mecha fighters were either in the open mecha cockpit or curled up on the side of the camp bed and were unconscious. Several military doctors are holding instruments and examining their bodies one by one. Regardless of whether it is an instrument test or a needle injection of nutrient solution, these soldiers are like dead people, motionless.
"How is it?" Li Cunxin slowly approached a medical soldier and asked in a low voice. Everyone looked at the needle tube in the hand of the medical nurse and slowly penetrated the vein of a mech soldier. The soldier was pale and his lips were blue.
"They are too tired." The medical nurse's voice trembled a little: "For more than forty hours in a row, he fought for more than 500 kilometers in one night, annihilated three armored battalions and a special armored company, and covered the infantry breakout and defeated us. The armored battalion on the front ... I really do n’t know what power is supporting them. "
Annihilate the three armored battalions ... The officers stared at the medical guards. They still don't know this news. Before that, they only saw the video from the unmanned reconnaissance plane.
Li Cunxin and Pei Li looked at each other.
The old marshal turned and looked at the two mecha warriors with good spirits and asked in disbelief: "Is this true?"
The soldiers nodded. Complement each other and narrate everything that happened after being captured. They were all one of the more than two hundred prisoners of war rescued by the little ass. When they talked about the incredible boy, Milan and Boswell looked at each other with surprise and joy. It was originally just a guess, but now it is undoubtedly conclusive!
Milan quickly squeezed out the crowd, walking fast between the mechas and the camp beds, the thought of the man being here, making her heartbeat faster and faster ... .
The soldier continued to tell.
How to repel the enemy ’s attack at position 347, how to defeat the enemy with only one broken mech, how to disguise as an enemy, swagger all the way to the second line of defense, how to sneak into the enemy ’s camp and arm it twice How did the other two armored battalions that annihilated the enemy attack eastward and westwards, and move the tiger away from the mountain.
The soldiers and officers around, listened quietly. I heard cold sweats in thrilling places, and blood in my thrills. One by one, fascinated and fascinated.
Li Cunxin and Pei Litong were more shocked when they listened. The more you listen, the more excited you are. Can't help but want to shoot the case. After hearing that, the two of them kept sweeping their eyes, and wanted to see the Major General Tian and his nine Mech Warriors!
"Teacher ..." Milan, who had walked two or three times back and forth in the mech, stood helplessly in the middle of the mech and cried: "He is not here ... . Why is he not here? "
Boswell also lost his soul, not only the fat man, but even the little fart boy!
"......... So, we withdrew first, and we were brought here as soon as we returned to the position." The soldier who finished the story said at last: "Major General Tian said, he went to get another vote. He The gang of mecha fighters have also returned, just in the front zone of the position. "
As soon as the soldier's voice fell, he heard the front of the position and burst into a thunderous noise.
Laughter, scolding, cheering, applause, and applause are like frying pans. The whole position was boiling.
Milan had rushed out in the first time. Immediately, the officers followed her and ran towards the position within a distance of less than two hundred meters.
Along the way, only cheers from one district were heard.
The soldiers on both sides of the tunnel had already stood up. Some people stretched their necks to look forward, while others, avoiding the gaze of their chiefs, tried to slip into the area to see the excitement.
Milan's slim body ran fast in the crowd, like a brisk fawn.
Finally, Xianghan dripping her, ran to the forefront of a district.
Following the eyes of countless cheering soldiers, she saw a mech covered with scars, grabbing an officer of Jeppen, like a triumphant general, and set foot in the applause of the tide. Yaowu rushed down the mountain and twisted the buttocks.
Milan's tears suddenly poured into his eyes. In the haze, she saw the mech leap into the trench.
The mech cockpit opened slowly, and the cheers stopped abruptly.
"God's day, Lao Tzu came to the rescue as soon as he was addicted, and dared to rush to the front alone." The fat man jumped off the ground angrily, scolded and looked around, but saw everyone looking at himself with a weird expression.
"Bah! It's so bullying, I'm really good-tempered." The seemed to feel that his words were somewhat unreasonable, his face twitched, and he spit on the ground fiercely, chattering and chattering: "Too bully!"
As soon as the words fell, a soft body, like a fragrant shell, slammed into his arms. The fat man flicked away.
"Fat, you are dead!"
Milan cried.
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