Chapter 271: Scold

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Watching this green arrow traverse through the defense zone of Stephen's 58th Division, the fat man was palpitating for a while, Mingxiu Road darkened Chen Cang, Reinhardt and Stephen, joined forces!
"Immediately connected to the communications of the theater headquarters, I want to find Douglas!" The fat man walked out of the room angrily, and Siyo shot, and this is definitely not their ultimate move! In this battle, if the nineteenth division is not paying attention, it will be a whole army annihilating the underground!
"General Douglas, according to the current situation, I request that the theater command immediately stop the attack on the wrong, establish a control line on the spot, and divide the troops to the south of Tanville. Otherwise, the long-line post will not last for two days! Once lost, Prisco It will be completely occupied, and the main force in the war zone will face front and rear attack! "
As the image of Douglas emerged on the virtual screen, as soon as the communication was connected, the fat man made a decisive request. As long as everyone who has read the battle report knows, even if the free front and the nineteenth division are filled here, they will not be able to withstand the nest. 'S two-way enemy attack!
"General Tian, ​​I can tell you very clearly ..." Douglas's expression looked a little weird: "The mistake is already occupied by our army, and it is now stepping up its offensive to seek a breakthrough in one fell swoop. Now it can't stop. Information, we have learned in advance, the guidance of the Expeditionary Command is very clear, and we are required to continue to attack, regardless of the gains and losses of one city and one place, we must vigorously wipe out the Stephen Group. "
"What?" The flesh on the fat man's face shivered: "All annihilated? When you annihilated Stephen, Reinhardt has torn us and you apart. Will he let you easily succeed?"
"So ..." Douglas was silent, and suddenly bowed to the fat man: "Please brothers of the nineteenth division, hold the enemy for three days anyway. Feiyang Army 86, 102, 1117, 21 The Zero Armored Division, the 35th Ace Division of the Marine Corps, and the entirety of the 66th Armored Division will be rewarded in the future! "
As soon as the voice fell, Douglas actively cut off the communication.
The whole division of the nineteenth division was dead, and everyone knew what Douglas meant. A strong attack along the way, you will be successful if you are not successful!
"What do you mean?" The fat man stared blankly at the light blue virtual screen ray spinning around and murmured: "What is this?"
"Rheinhardt, doesn't seem to have such a sufficient force? Skynet didn't find his movement!" Bonnie asked, looking at the fat man's strange expression.
"He is coming out of the nest! The movement in the southeast is covered up by the confrontation between him and the fifty-eight division!" The fat man looked at the ceiling, a little lost. For a long time, he said to himself: "And, Stephen is not sitting still, his main force must be recovered, otherwise, he will not enter the urban area to compete for so quickly, he is also fighting for time!"
"Also, Desik. Fuck! What game are they playing!" The fat man suddenly jumped like a thunder, and the frustration that couldn't see through the fog enveloped him again, which made him crazy and made him Instinctively feel the danger.
"Messenger!" The fat man was smoking with his head full of smoke, but was caught by Oboto who broke into the door: "The front line can't stand! The enemy's offensive is too fierce. In an hour, we lost more than 30%! Come on! "
All his eyes were focused on Tian Xing fitness. He looked around and fixed his eyes on the battle map on the central information desk. The big green arrow was so dazzling.

"Boom!" A cannonball landed on the front of the position. The splashed gravel and mud shot sharply, and finally fell into the trench, and fell on the heads of several freedom fighters, hitting protective helmets and clothes. .
"Tor, what about reinforcements? What about the reinforcements your called?" A sergeant huddled with hoarse, curled up beside the temporary bulletproof wall in the trench.
"Boom!" "Boom!" To answer him, only the sound of countless shell explosions and the roar of energy machine guns, the energy bomb rushed into the mud above his head, hit the bulletproof wall, and ping pong.
Signal soldier Thor, lying on the other side of the position behind the smoke, his body has been cut into two pieces by the shrapnel of metal energy shells, one hand, still holding the communication instrument tightly.
In the communicator, there is an electronic noise, which is completely disturbed.
This is an unnamed position of the first group military defense area of ​​the Free Front. The position is located on a steep in the mountain fold and is defended by a platoon of the newly formed Freedom First Infantry Division. From below, the position was flanked by another row of flanks, so despite facing the turns of the enemy infantry, this row could only stand still.
The entire enhanced platoon now has only 15 people left. The platoon leader, deputy platoon leader, several squad leaders have been killed in succession, and now, the highest rank is the shouting sergeant squad leader.
The enemy who launched the attack under the had already appeared two [Holy Armor] 22 mechas, and the position was about to fall, so the sergeant was so anxious.
Thor's silence made the sergeant's heart tight. On the ground, such silence usually meant bad news! The sergeant knew that Thor was already fierce. If he didn't find a way to notify the battalion's mech platoon as soon as possible, as long as the enemy rushed up again, this position could not be maintained.
"You!" The sergeant grabbed an inferior soldier beside him and yelled into his ear: "Go to the company commander and tell him that it can't stand here, let him call the camp Come here! There is a communication line over there, you follow the line! "He tucked a hand-held wheel wrapped in the communication line to the lower soldiers and pushed away:" Go away! You can't finish the task in 20 minutes, come back Collect us! "
The inferior soldiers crawled along the tunnel and ran towards the back of the position. The communication line in his hand rolled rapidly, leaving a hope to be maintained.
"Damn it!" The sergeant kicked the ammunition box full of fusion grenades on his feet. The cat stood on his waist and distributed the grenades in the ammunition box to the soldiers who were squatting in the tunnel under the gunfire: "Give me all Tie it up, it won't work for a while, I will go first, the big difference will end up, the mech cannot enter the position! "
The soldiers silently the fusion grenades, ran out of the portable anti-mechanical missiles, and were blown up on the position of the heavy energy guns, just counted these things together and powerful. It's just that if you want to send this guy weighing more than ten kilograms together to the mechanical leg of the mech, you need to use it!
Ten minutes passed, the mech platoon had not yet arrived, and the enemy below the position was ready to charge again. Hundreds of soldiers hid behind the two [Holy Armor] 22, slowly approaching the position, and finally, accelerated to rush up .
"No way!" The sergeant spit out very hard, turning his head to look at a superior soldier beside him: "Two mechas, brothers, let's both of us?"
"Come on!" The elite soldier's lips trembled and swallowed hard.
The sergeant smiled and patted the shoulders of the top soldiers: "What the are you dying for? Why are you crying? Come on, smile to the lords! Sing a song, let's rush out, how heroic!"
The first-class soldier Tieqing's face did not tremble, and she said fiercely: "The men sell themselves, they don't sell art!"
The gunshots on the position exploded violently, interweaving together. The enemy has followed the two mechs and approached the trenches! The mechs walking in front start to accelerate, and at their speed, after a maximum of tens of seconds, they will rush into the trenches.
The sergeant and the superior soldier held the grenade tightly. Behind them, there were two other soldiers who also held the grenade ready to be replaced. Watching the mech approaching, the two jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the mech.
In the sky of fire, the sergeant suddenly heard a loud and terrifying voice: "Rheinhardt, I your uncle! Your fetus, whose brain was caught by the door, recognizes the thief as the of the father, the Weibo. Dishonored, I am sorry to lead Gacharin ’s proudest mythical legion. I ’m yours. I bought a piece of tofu and struck him to death. I humiliated your mother ’s family ... "
"Good scolding!" The sergeant laughed aloud at the moment when the grenade exploded in his arms!
"... the ugly things you did, I shook you out one by one today! I see how long you can still deceive the mythical legion that is loyal to the country ..."
This may be the most jaw-dropping sight of the history of war entering the era of hot weapons. In the area where the Mythical Legion launched the most intense attacks, a [Warcraft] quickly rushed in and out of the mech group. In front of the position behind him, thousands of Lere mechas were fighting while opening and expanding. The loudspeaker, with the highest volume, plays a complicated and cursing sound, and the name is put on the nose!
"Don't say I don't give you a chance, brain damage. Are you not known as Gacharin God of War? Are you not a 9th-level mech warrior? You sullied man of the world! You have the ability to fight one of my eighth-level warriors. Field! I do n’t think I ’m going to beat you to cry!

The fat man reluctantly controlled the mech, punched a cockpit of a [three-headed dog], and scolded in his mouth: "I said ass, can't you curse without my voice?"
The scolding child with unreasonable scolding turned back and looked at the fat man with contempt: "I am an artificial intelligence who cultivates and cherishes his reputation, and does not scold others!"

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