Chapter 723: Bandit out of the cage

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On the highway 600 kilometers west of the Feiyang capital Heidfield, a convoy was galloping westward under the of the mecha.
After crossing a flying road nearly 200 meters wide, the leading SUV suddenly turned and drove into a side road leading to the farm on the endless plain.
The huge convoy was obviously unable to turn right at the same time and squeeze into the suddenly narrowed intersection. Some military vehicles roared directly down the shoulder of the road and galloped on the wilderness full of sand and gravel and clusters of wild grass.
Seen from the air, the rolling traffic flowing down the road seemed to be a herd of takins spreading out after crossing the river. Rough-looking military vehicles and mechas rolled up in the sky. The rotating beating wheels and the swinging mechanical legs form a sharp contrast between the solid and the vast ground.
Several gunships flew across the sky. At the ends of the short wings, two cylindrical ion engines ejected blue light streams. At a higher level, a small transport ship gradually descending under the of the fighter plane has already passed through the clouds.
When the congested convoy rushed into the outer gate of the "farm" surrounded by five metal isolation nets, the transport ship's huge and cold black steel hull had slipped less than a hundred meters above the convoy's head. The shock-absorbing landing gear under the ship's abdomen has been turned on, rows of indicator lights are flashing, and the roar of the huge anti-gravity engine is deafening.
The convoy chased the transport ship that was almost close by, and the outpost near the perimeter fence and the gate of the fence was suddenly left behind.
"Oh, my God!" The lieutenant driving the leading SUV shouted in disbelief.
In the co-pilot's position next to him, Colonel Barack of the Feiyang Army stared at his eyes, looking straight ahead, his eyes dull.
Endless flames converged into a sea of ​​fire a kilometer ahead. Some vehicles were parked far away. Hundreds of soldiers and ambulance personnel were running back and forth in a harsh alarm sound. Buildings collapsed behind them, and huge of fire rose behind them.
The SUV hadn't had time to stop at the third gate, and Barak, who was sitting in the co-pilot position, had already jumped out of the door.
"The medical team joins the rescue, the others gather! Quickly!" Barak roared. The soldiers jumped out of the transport vehicle, and the medical mechs quickly spread out near the base. The medical soldiers carrying the stretchers ran while holding the military hats blown by the wind, and the individual mechas quickly lined up.
When walking towards the crowd commanding the scene, Barak's face was already pale. As the nearest garrison from the "Naji Farm", he led the troops to here within twenty minutes of receiving an emergency call from the Ministry of Defense. However, he never dreamed that this secret base, known as the farm, has now become like this.
What happened? !
Facing the raging fire, Barak had just walked out of the temporary command group composed of several military and government officials, and heard a loud noise coming from his left. That was a transport ship that landed forcibly. Even with the cushioning of the shock-absorbing landing gear, several pits were hit by heavy spaceships on the unhardened ground.
"Mr. Wellington, the head of the 2nd and 3rd Armored Division of the Feiyang Army, Barak reported to you." Barak saluted a gray-haired official.
"Nice to meet you, Colonel." Wellington, the Secretary of Defense, suffered multiple injuries. Even after receiving the bandage and changing the clothes temporarily, the burned hair still made him look awkward. "Your people come yet?"
"I brought a battalion! They are all over there." Barak looked at the injured Wellington in surprise and then turned his head quickly. "Do I need my soldiers to enter the fire to join the rescue?"
"Your task is to maintain the base's security defense. The rest is done by the National Security Rapid Response Force." Wellington waved his hand and set his sights on a group of soldiers in black uniforms running down from the small transport ship.
"Yes!" Barak felt uncomfortable for a while, saluting to leave.
He didn't know what happened to the base, but he didn't like the members of the Kuo'an Expressive Force who were cold and expressionless. He looked at the time and raised his eyebrows slightly. Although the Kuo'an Express Anti-Troop Force was annoying, he had to admit that the guys far away in Heidfield came quickly ... faster than himself!
"Keep off, hurry!"
"Doctors!"
A group of people rushed out of the base with several stretchers, and Barak subconsciously stopped. Perhaps the wounded person on the stretcher was valuable, and several senior officials, including Wellington, greeted them messily. Through the crowd, Barak suddenly saw a brown Lere uniform. And the person lying on the stretcher turned out to be ...
A thunder threw across Leray's immigration to Barak. Yesterday afternoon, the voice of the friend who received his call echoed in his ear at the moment.
"Tomorrow? I'm afraid tomorrow won't work ... Oh, God, how could this happen ... really not work ... well, let's be honest, tomorrow Bernardo will be in harmony with President Francis met and had afternoon tea, I couldn't leave in a minute ... "
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Barak stood outside the fiery base.
Wounded Secretary of Defense Wellington ... Wounded Bernadotte .... The officials who ca n’t hide the horror ... The fast-paced Guoan Anti-Rebel Force ... Afternoon tea ..... President Francis ... guarding a tightly guarded secret military base ... a series of words wore in a string in my head, and everyone was shaking in front of my eyes.
A feeling of horror made him instantly cold.


When Margaret sat solemnly in front of her face and stopped talking, the fat man realized that there seemed to be something happening.
He closed the yellow magazine at hand. This was taken from a captain Feiyang after he boarded the battleship. It took five or six hours to finish watching the cover girl ...
The restlessness with the naked beauty on the cover has been missing for a long time. Returning to the frustrating reality from the illusion of and fat hips makes the fat man depressed for a time. He raised his eyelids and dressed Margaret, obviously not as charming and cute as she was without clothes.
Seeing Marguerite open her mouth, but did not make a sound, the fat man's eyes became confused.
This is not Margaret's style. Her extraordinary intelligence is not only reflected in military talents, but also in language expression and emotional control.
There is nothing she does n’t say, and nothing she dare not do!
No one knows this better than a fat man. You know, it is this banshee who dares to claim that the old lady plays dangerous taboo games with herself and rapes herself!
The fat man thought with tears in her eyes, if anything made her stop talking, it must be a more serious matter than rape.
The room is quiet, the rest cabin of about 40 square meters looks full of industrial coldness. This is a typical style of Feiyang's "crazy shark" class cruiser, both inside and outside.
The shark-class cruiser is a war weapon that relies on speed to rush into the enemy fleet close quarters. Even the senior officer's bedroom will not have any comfort considerations.
The expensive smart housekeeper system, soft leather sofas, and beautiful wooden window sills are a luxury for such a warship with a high battle damage rate.
The fat man put the magazine aside and moved his ass.
He wanted to tell Marguerite that if he had something to say, if he had fart, he would put the fat man's mental capacity very strong. You little witch dare to the old man.
Of course, this was just thinking, he didn't want Margaret to kill himself without saying anything.
Thinking, thinking, suddenly a shock ... Does she want to come again? The fat man's tears were twirling on the side of his eyes, not knowing whether he should be happy or wronged.
The warship swayed for a while, and suddenly the dim lights and the loud noise of the engine showed that the warship was passing through the space jump point. This means that the warships that have been carefully avoiding the West Fleet have finally no longer need to maintain the depressing silence and light control in the dark universe.
The fat man was relieved.
He is not afraid of birth and death on the battlefield. Because of [logic], and because of mecha martial arts, there are only a handful of people who can kill him in this world. He spends most of his time bullying others. When others might bully him, he can easily escape.
On the battleship, there is no way to run. He was thinking all the way, God knows when an energy cannon that is bigger than a train will turn the warship into space junk with himself.
"I just received news that President Francis was assassinated and General Bernadotte was seriously injured." Margaret suddenly said at this time.
The fat man stared at Margaret.
"The general is in a terrible situation. He is currently being rescued, and he is not out of danger!"
The fat man's face gradually turned blue. His teeth were unknowingly biting, and the cold hairs all exploded, like a porcupine who was frightened and angry!
"What are you talking about?" He asked word by word.
Margaret did not answer. She knew that the fat man had heard clearly, and that he did not really want to hear it again. So, she nodded seriously!
The fat man looked at Margaret blankly, and his mind was blank ... Fei Yang, the president of this superpower, died so easily and simply?
at this time? !
"Old man," the fat man clenched his fists unconsciously, "how could he be with President Francis ?!"
"Admiral Bernadotte was invited to visit the Feiyang 52 military base and discussed with President Francis about the next military-industrial cooperation,"
Margaret gently grabbed the fat man's hand and whispered, "The attack occurred at 3:36 in the afternoon. The president and his secretary, bodyguards, and seven senior military and political officials were killed on the spot, and dozens were injured.
"Who is the murderer?" The fat man's voice trembled a little, and the whole person looked like a gunpowder barrel that had been lit.
"Base Guard Company!" Margaret held Fatty's hand and looked into his eyes. "After the attack, this company has committed suicide in addition to the accident that was killed in the exchange of fire with the Presidential Guard! One hundred and forty-six people don't have a live mouth. "
Her eyes flashed coldly and quietly: "Obviously, this is a long assassination together! The goal is President Francis. Admiral Bernadotte just happened to meet."
"In this way, the old man is just incidental?" The fat man gritted his teeth and grinned. "Old man, you're so worthless!"
"The Military Department has launched an investigation, and Admiral McKinley has rushed back to Heidfield in the first time," Margaret looked worriedly at the fat man who looked wrong, and comforted, "We will definitely find out about this matter, President Francis must not die in vain. Similarly, we will have an explanation for General Bernadotte! "
"You just care about your president." The fat man waved his hand and turned his gaze to the porthole. "We will handle the old guy's affairs."
"Fat ........" Margaret's heart blew, and an ominous hunch was confirmed on the fat man's hard and iron face.
No one knows fatter better than her. She knew that once this guy was pressed, it was more terrible than the craziest maniac in the world! Now the expression on the fat man's face is exactly like those of those who are honest and timid and afraid of death.
There is a repressive hysterical, a terrifying nervousness.
"I need to make a call." The fat man ignored Margaret. His eyes looked straight out the window. He and Bernadotte realized that the current picture, like a movie, was repeatedly played in his mind.
Military Academy in Gary Palan. The old guy had a face on his face, and after giving himself a commendation, he sent himself to the front of Cato .........
When welcoming the returning prisoners of war at Gary Palan Airport, the old guy stood tall and stood at the forefront of a group of senior generals, raising hands to salute ...
At Mars, the old guy wrote a letter telling himself that he was proud of himself ............
At Chuckner Hanking, the old guy greeted him, embraced him fiercely with open hands, and said to himself with a smile ... "Welcome home!"
Every lens in the past is so clear.
Bernadotte is different from Russell. He is not a famous general, nor does Russell have such a profound military command. However, he was selfless, calm and firm. In him, he has the most typical traits of the Lerei Federation. He is the epitome of all Lere soldiers!
Fat people don't understand, after losing Hamilton, Schneider, Brown, and the loss of 30 million Leray fighters, how much will the Leray Federation have to pay for this war?
How many people do those want Leray to sacrifice? How dare they start rushing at people around them? !
"No matter who you are, I will personally send you to hell!"
The fat man looked coldly out of the window. Hearing the sound of the closing of the automatic door when Marguerite left, he got up and walked to the table and picked up the phone.


Closing the mobile phone in his hand, Fang Xiang stared at the phone for a long time.
On the streets of the center city of Mars, there are people coming and going, and many passers-by look at Fang Xiang with amazing eyes. However, no one knows that this beautiful woman wearing a pleasing mix-and-match casual dress and standing on the street with shopping bags is the actual controller of Mars Freeport.
The shop windows on the street are full of merchandise. The hustle and bustle of the crowd, with a brisk pace, brought the world a fast rhythm and vitality.
The highway is like ribbons flying in the air. Countless flying vehicles flew on the highway, some flying vehicles left the traffic and turned out of the branch road, and some flying vehicles crossed the viaduct, carefully exited the lane, and then accelerated into the traffic.
Over the city, there were clams peculiar to construction sites. Countless one-armed tower cranes twirling on their respective sites are rotating on their respective sites. In a space city surrounded by a thick I-shaped steel frame, hundreds of construction mechas are like the mud in the ant nest Worker ants walking up and down like busy.
After the Mars genre war, the Freeport recovered at an alarming rate.
War has given the free world far more opportunities than in peaceful years. Smugglers, free merchant groups, mercenary organizations, and large chaebol companies that have come together from different places have also gathered their wealth here while enjoying Mars ’s interstellar routes.
The cruel pirates throughout the waterway have been wiped out by the bandits, and the major space docks and space stations are also under the absolute control of the bandits. Merchants and smuggling ships traveling on the fairway no longer have to worry about the safety of property and life. They can buy food at a reasonable price, and they can also sell their goods at the free port exchange after paying a transaction fee that does not have to be distressed.
Low transaction and transportation costs, safe transportation routes, war blockade of the main channel, and the starvation of the various star areas touched by the Mars Free Channel network have made Mars more prosperous than before.
The wealth of the bandits is increasing at an alarming rate. Audrey, who has outstanding talent in management, relies on the war's blockade of the entire human interstellar territory and makes money in a nearly predatory manner.
In addition to making money from smugglers and business groups, Audrey also made money from the countries of the West Covenant and the Filipino countries. The girl is not tall and looks pure and pleasant, and she has the fatal temptation of mature women. Among the merchants, she did not even let the Leray Federation.
However, it was precisely because of her operation that the gold coins of the Brody regime flowed far into her pockets, while the smugglers were continually breaking through the blockade and rushing towards the Atlantis star controlled by Flavio area.
With sufficient funds, the development of the bandits can be described as rapid. Smugglers, business groups and enterprises have great energy in their respective fields. The cooperation between several neutral countries and Mars has allowed some scarce strategic materials to flow into Mars.
Based on this, the current bandit army has quietly grown into a behemoth under the leadership of Fang Xiang!
In the Longbow galaxy, Russell leads the eight main A-class fleets. These warships consisted of the latest Leray battleships and the captured Binart battleships, all of which were converted. Has split, impact and invisibility capabilities. Mars's technology has given them stronger defense, motility and combat effectiveness.
At the same time, in the Mars Freeport, there are four A-class fleets that are intensively refitting. Most of these warships come from transactions with neutral nations. After the warships reach Mars, they will remove all traces of the neutral nations and become a high-speed warship with Mars pirate style.
In the Army, the potential of Mars ’s free world has been fully stimulated. The Army Armored Division currently owned by the bandits has a total of 30 divisions. Twenty of them, including the first and second armored divisions, have completed training and the installation of ranger mechas. The remaining ten newly recruited divisions are also forming combat effectiveness.
Mars has sufficient sources of civil fighters, so that the army's combat effectiveness has stood at the top of the world from the beginning. The manipulation training plan formulated by the fat man is at the forefront of war. Once the power of the 30 armored divisions was stimulated, even Fang Xiang would feel terrified.
Sometimes, Fang Xiang even thinks that if the fat man is a conspirator with vigorous ambitions, then when he grasps this power, what kind of disaster will it bring to the world!
More importantly, with the commissioning of the 12th-generation mecha production lines of Chaknav Longjian and Meteor, one ugly-looking [horizontal] mecha is coming off the production line one after another. The Mecha Industrial Zone established in Mars Freeport is also under intense construction.
It can be predicted how powerful the bandits who can complete the twelfth generation of armor replacements within half a year. In front of these senior soldiers and the twelfth-generation mechs they drive, ordinary armored forces have no room to fight back. They will be torn to pieces as soon as they encounter the armor cluster of bandits!
In addition, Meteor ’s shipyard has already begun to build fat warships, and progress is fast. In the eyes of outsiders, these are small warships with the grotesque style that Mars pirates often have. No one knows that for this batch of warships, Mars is recruiting a large number of pilots and ordering warplanes from Chuckner.
There are many mercenaries and pirates in the Mars Free World who rely on space to eat. These guys driving pirate fighters to fight home and looting are becoming fighter pilots of bandits.
Whenever I think of hundreds of aircraft carriers and release tens of thousands of fighter planes to overwhelm my opponents; I think of the twelve generations of banditry advanced mech warriors who are in the armor of the enemy in a way that transcends this era. When the massacre started in the cluster, Fang Xiang felt a palpitation.
The strength of the bandit army is visible. Everyone in this army is excited about it every day. They protect their mechas and warships as much as they love their eyes. Every day they wipe their partners spotlessly.... This is a message, a message eager to fight!
And now, standing on the street of Fifth Commercial Avenue in Central City, he received a call.
The fat man made a decision.
He will release this beast in a cage! (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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