Leng Ling woke up from his sleep to the sound of pattering rain. He stood up slowly, gently lifted the quilt, and walked out of bed.
Pushing open the glass window that was crackling with raindrops, the damp and cold air rushed in from the window, and the slightest raindrops, accompanied by the cold wind, hit me.
Standing by the window, looking at the gray sky in the distance, Leng Ling recalled that someone broke into her room in the middle of the night yesterday, and her eyes like a deep lake gradually surged with waves.
"Dong dong, Your Highness."
Lance's voice came from outside the door, interrupting Leng Ling's thoughts.
He turned around and put on his clothes, saying calmly, "Come in."
The door opened and Lance walked in. He bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness, good morning. Mr. President called just now. He asked you to call back when you have time."
"I see."
"By the way, Your Highness, will the meeting you arranged with His Excellency Sharda continue as usual?"
The handsome face was expressionless, and Leng Ling said calmly, "Yes."
"Okay, then I'll make arrangements right away."
Leng Ling strode to the office, picked up the phone, and dialed.
"I am Leng Ling."
On the other end of the phone, Leng Xiao's deep voice came into his ears, "Child, how are things going?"
The eyebrows were slightly twisted, and Leng Ling's eyes were cold and gloomy, "I have not completed the task you entrusted me. Prime Minister Karl ignored our representations. He proposed to form an alliance with us, but I rejected it. Then, he said no.
He will cease the war and threatens to take our Lanson into his pocket." After a pause, the thin lip line curved into a lonely arc, "Mr. President, I am very sorry, I have let you down."
The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then he spoke leisurely, "My child, you have tried your best. This is not your fault. It can only be blamed on us, Lansen, who are too weak and unable to escape the fate of being cannibalized by powerful countries."
With gloomy eyes and a hint of unspeakable sadness, Leng Ling slowly lowered his eyes and said, "Even if those countries want to annex us, as long as I am here, I will never let them do so."
The man on the other side of the phone was slightly startled, "Boy, I'm glad you think so. Two days ago, General Kaman sent a support force to support you. What's the situation on your side now?"
Leng Ling reported truthfully, "The situation is not optimistic. Fortunately, the enemy has retreated."
"Thank you for your hard work, Cosell. As soon as you were gone, Valencia's army immediately attacked. That Salda is really useless. I thought he was also a soldier and should be able to stay low for a while. Unexpectedly, he was completely useless.
Command ability. When he comes back, I will deal with him seriously."
Leng Xiao seemed to be very dissatisfied with Sharda's performance, and his words were full of blame. Leng Ling's tone was slightly cold, "Mr. President, now we are not blaming who is right or wrong, but we are trying to find a way to drive the enemy troops out of Kossel."
It’s the most important thing.”
"Now that you are back, I feel more relieved. I will leave Kessel's side to you."
Leng Ling's voice was calm and clear, and Leng Ling's eyes were dark, "Thank you very much, President, for your great hope. I will definitely guard the defense line here and not let the enemy have any gaps to take advantage of."
There was a "boom" and a loud noise came from outside. Leng Ling suddenly looked out the window and saw a fighter jet flying towards him, dropping a bomb where it passed.
"boom!"
There was another sound, and the violent impact shook the entire headquarters building with a "buzzing" echo, and even the glass windows were shattered.
Thick black smoke with a choking smell penetrated into the room through the broken windows, and the black smoke enveloped the entire office in an instant.
"Dudududu."
The communication was interrupted, Leng Ling threw away the receiver and barely held on to the wall to avoid falling down.
"Woo--Woo--"
The alarm sounded, and Lance burst in from the door, "Your Highness, are you okay?"
"It's okay," Leng Ling took a few steps towards the window to check the situation outside.
The sky was filled with red fire and smoke, covering the entire sky. Shouts and screams came one after another. Everything in front of us was as tragic as hell.
With waves in his dark eyes, Leng Ling turned around and left the office with a quick step, "The meeting is cancelled. Notify the mecha artillery regiment to be ready to leave immediately!"
"yes!"
Roaring fighter planes circled in the sky, and an armored vehicle appeared on the field, advancing at full speed in the direction of the fighter planes.
As if noticing the appearance of the armored vehicle, the fighter plane suddenly lowered its altitude, turned around and roared towards Leng Ling.
"boom!"
A missile exploded next to the armored vehicle, and the strong vibration caused all the instruments in the vehicle to almost stop functioning.
Putting his cold fingertips on the control panel, Leng Ling tried to adjust the gun barrel and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the car could operate perfectly.
The roar in my ears continued, and the fighter plane seemed to be circling and roaring tirelessly. It was flying lower and lower, and its aiming accuracy was getting higher and higher.
"Bang!!"
There was another violent shaking, which made Leng Ling's ears buzz, and the strong smell of gunpowder filled his nose.
Darkly lowering his eyes, Leng Ling controlled the barrel of the gun, loading it, aiming it, and firing it with perfect accuracy.
"Bang! Boom!"
After the enemy plane was hit, it exploded in the air. The resulting debris and heat wave swept across the ground instantly, and silver aircraft wreckage was scattered everywhere on the ground.
"Didi."
A signal came from the radio equipment, Leng Ling put on the headphones, "I am Leng Ling."
The man's deep voice reached his ears clearly, "It's me. Three more fighters are coming. Tell me your exact location."
Leng Ling picked up the telescope and looked around, "I am now..."
"Boom!"
The huge explosion caused violent shaking. Leng Ling's head suddenly leaned forward and hit the operating table, and he fainted instantly.
It was dark inside the car, and communication was suddenly interrupted.
Noisy radio waves came to Lean's ears, and then he fell into dead silence.
Throwing down the headphones, Lien adjusted the car and drove in the direction of the fighter plane.
Leng Ling woke up from the darkness. He covered his injured forehead and adjusted all the equipment in the car. After all, the equipment in the car still worked.
Picking up the binoculars, he observed the situation outside the car. The last of the three fighter planes was still alive.
The fighter plane dropped several artillery shells in succession, all of which landed around several tanks, splashing mud and debris everywhere.
Several tanks were damaged to varying degrees, and it was unknown which vehicle Rean was in.
Leng Ling had no time to make any further preparations. He closed his fists and tightened his grip on the control palm. His dark eyes were fixed on the fighter plane in the telescope, and he slowly aimed and launched.
The silver-gray missile was emitted from the barrel, and with a roaring sound, it drew an arc in the air, and finally hit the Valencia fighter plane.
Seeing that the fighter plane was completely destroyed, Leng Ling slowly let go of his palms, and his cold palms were slightly wet.
