The Jiepen people's army was retreating frantically, and the mechas under Tang Lang's command were gathering, falling from the sky quickly on the entire Yingshou Highland position.
Tang Lang had just finished issuing the military order when he saw a group of more than 3,000 mechas swooping in from the forest behind, like a long winding dragon.
Judging from the badges and mecha styles, they were the mecha troops of Qingyu Military Academy.
The soldiers who were lining up on the battlefield were at a loss. Commander Tang’s order had just been issued! How could they have arrived? Especially for those who lived for the rest of their lives after the war, they knew that with more than 3,000 mechas, one mecha
The strength of the Armored Division was, as Tang Lang said, all training mechas were taken out, not only the mechas' capital, but also the students' capital.
But now, shouldn't they be in the academy making a last-ditch effort to save the academy's last hope?
Although the top management of the college has allowed them, the former pride of the college, to be the last line of defense and become the ones who have to cut off their tails to survive, most people are actually proud in their hearts. They are proud that they can become the strongest support of the college.
, they are not only fighting for themselves and the college, but also fighting for the future of the college. Such honor is not something ordinary people can achieve.
However, this does not mean that the sadness of being abandoned can be completely eliminated. No matter how sensible, proud and glorious they are, they are just a group of young people. The academy is like parents, they are children, and every child is loved by their parents.
Abandonment will cause sadness, right?
Then, three thousand mechas appeared in front of them. Judging from the distance and time, they had been maneuvering towards the front line ten minutes ago. Otherwise, they would never have arrived at the battlefield so quickly. At that time, the independent fleet
The subordinates have not yet carried out the air landing to the planet, and no one knows that rescue has arrived.
If the independent fleet does not arrive, then these three thousand mechas will definitely join the battlefield without hesitation.
They were surprised, but there was an inexplicable surprise lingering in the hearts of the remaining mecha warriors.
Set the time back to fifteen minutes ago.
According to the military order of the Academy's Supreme Management Committee, Changsun Xueqing has led the last 600 elites of the Academy to retreat to Yingshou Highlands, 40 kilometers away.
Changsun Xueqing's mecha stood a little lonely on the hill overlooking the Yingshou Highlands. The optical observer still flashed the blue light of the ion beam. However, she could no longer see clearly the battle situation on the highlands. The electronic suppression was still there. All
Long-distance communications are cut off.
"The fighting there is still going on!" Changsun Xueqing's voice was cold and sad.
As the commander of Yingshou Highland, she obeyed orders, but she lost her best student and most elite soldier. That feeling was really hard for her to let go.
At this moment, she understood Tang Lang better. She understood that Tang Lang could leave first but still go to the battlefield, even if there was a terrible enemy there that he could not defeat. The reason was simple. He had comrades on the battlefield, even if
Even if they are comrades he has only known for two days, he will not abandon them.
"Yes, Master Zhangsun! They are still fighting." A female student answered her with a crying voice. "But we have become deserters."
"Do you think the order of the college management committee is wrong?" Changsun Xueqing stared ahead and answered coldly, but there was a fire in her heart, as if it was about to explode.
She herself didn't know what that flame wanted to do. She just quietly opened the communication and connected to the communication of the Academy's Supreme Management Committee.
"Yes, mentor, no matter how noble the reasons are for the academy, if we abandon our comrades, we are deserters." This female student, who was not considered an elite, had tears on her face, but she always gave an extremely firm answer.
Mentor. "Personally, I understand and obey military orders, but as their comrade, I don't want to hide in a high-level laboratory at all, even if we finally survived when reinforcements arrived because of this,
I will live in the shadows all my life because I abandoned my comrades. The seeds that were finally saved by the academy may not be able to face it every time they think about this scene.
Yes, we are alive. In the future, we may have the opportunity to enjoy coffee and desserts in an afternoon, watch the children playing in the courtyard, and let the sun shine warmly on us. But those young people who blocked the bullets for us
What about them? They can only lie in the cold underground. All our happiness is obtained with those young lives. Thinking of this, maybe we will not be happy for the rest of our lives. I don’t know, none of us will be happy.
Can a person become the backbone of a country?
If I have a choice, I would rather stand with them, even if it means facing death, but because they don’t let me down, and I don’t let them down, I can be calm!”
The eldest son, Xueqing, was silent for a long time.
The female student who said this must have recalled that as a classmate, she was so heartbroken. As the commander and instructor, Sun Xueqing, the eldest son, must have felt so uncomfortable when she heard this? She quickly wiped the back of her hands.
Tears, "Teacher Zhangsun, I'm sorry, I'm still a little too fragile."
"No, you are very good! You are really very good. I am proud to have students like you." Changsun Xueqing waved her hand gently and said to the communication channel: "Guys, did you hear it?"
After a while, a desolate sigh came from the communication channel: "Changsun, what do you want to say?"
"I beg you to change the military order. In our military academy, there will be no deserters. The so-called seeds are not as important as you think. Our Southwest Federation has outstanding people, and outstanding talents will emerge in endlessly. And we, the people, only need to send us
If our spirit remains on this land, there will eventually be thousands of young people who are better than us to stand up and carry the Federation forward. I believe that time will prove all this."
"Changsun, have you really thought about it?" Zhang Henshui's once clear face was extremely haggard. "Maybe because of you, Mr. Changsun and Tang Lang will go crazy."
"As the commander-in-chief of an army, my father has his own decisions." The eldest son Xueqing's beautiful face remained unchanged, but when he mentioned Tang Lang's name, he showed a rare tenderness. "And Tang Lang is also like this.
How can the strongest warrior in the world get involved in the personal affairs of his children? Besides, it would be a blessing for me, the Southwest Federation, to kill all the Jeppon dogs in the world because of my anger."
Changsun Xueqing's voice was not loud, but several old men in the office of the College Management Committee felt a chill coming from the soles of their feet. They almost forgot that this person was known as the most iron-blooded military officer in the Southwest Federation's thousands of years of history.
The daughter of Chief Executive Sun Hong, she might be a kind-hearted person.
If she had known that she had used herself as a guide to make the two men furious and murderous towards the Jipeng clan, she might have taken the initiative! How could she be stopped in this situation now?
"Just think about it carefully!" Zhang Henshui's voice sounded. "The academy's last 2,500 training mechas have all been activated and lined up."
"Since we have chosen to fight, this battle is about advancing or not retreating!"
"Thank you, elder!" Sun Xueqing's eyes flashed with gratitude.
Of course she knew how difficult it was for these old men to make such an order that was almost fatal. After this battle, no matter victory or defeat, Qingyu Military Academy, whose essence was wiped out in the First World War, could no longer be the number one military academy in the Federation.
Yes, thousands of years of glory were lost in one fell swoop.
The best instructors and the best students will all die on this battlefield, and under orders. For a few old professors who regard the academy as their home, this is more painful than killing them.
.Or, the honor they have accumulated throughout their lives will be cut off. After the war, all the blame will be borne by them.
But they still did it, perhaps because what the female student said touched them: How can an unhappy person become the pillar of the country?
How can a seed grow into a towering tree if it loses its vitality? Even if it grows by chance, it will most likely fall crooked.
It would be better to be like General Changsun Qingyu a hundred years ago. Compared with what he wants to protect, honor and even life are really not the most precious things.
All mechas began to form an array.
An array of mechas galloping from the academy.
The mecha piloted by Chang Sun Xueqing is at the top.
Their military appearance was neat and tidy. Facing the approaching Jie Pen army, they showed no trace of fear on their faces. They stared at their commander with fiery eyes. They knew that in this battle, they would die or not.
Charge with the commander to kill the enemy, and stand with those comrades who are still fighting.
This is pride! This is glory!
"Everyone, thank you for staying with me and protecting me until this moment."
"Please tell me, are you still willing to fight with me?"
Countless soldiers said in unison, "Our glory, Your Majesty Commander!"
"Our clan is a nation that has been inherited for thousands of years. It has experienced countless invasions and stood up again countless times. We are their glorious descendants. We will inherit and protect the glory of our ancestors. We are willing to fight!" The young guardsmen collectively grasped the words.
Punch to the mecha's breastplate.
"Bang! Bang!" The dull sound of breastplates and mechanical fists beating resounded throughout the sky, like war drums beaten when two armies were fighting in ancient times.
Changsun Xueqing appeared on the screens of all the mechas with a determined smile, "You have not failed me, and I will not let you down. When you are fighting and dying for your country, I will not live alone. From this moment to the last moment, I will not let you down."
I will fight side by side with everyone and depend on each other for life and death!"
Everyone in the military formation had red eyes.
A uniform voice filled the public channels.
"war!"
"Fight to the death!"
Changsun Xueqing's mecha was the first to turn into a shocking shadow, running forward, "Charge!"
Thousands of mechas behind him followed closely behind.
Their comrades are still waiting, and they need to use the fastest speed to catch up with them as they step onto the Naihe Bridge.
At this time, dying is their greatest wish.
The dying army saw a meteor shower falling from the sky just before arriving at the battlefield.
"what is that?"
Changsun Xueqing's extremely clear but now full of shock eyes reflected the light and shadow of the meteors falling from the sky.
Then, Tang Lang's familiar voice came from the channel: "I am Tang Lang of the Independent Fleet..."
Reinforcements are coming.
We are here too.
The mecha warriors who returned to the battlefield had tears in their eyes.
They didn't know that the grievances of the remaining young guards who were standing under the protection of the reinforcements were fully released the moment they appeared.
They have not been abandoned, not by the college, their mentors and classmates. That is the best gift given to them after they have experienced a hard battle and can still breathe.
They are not afraid of death, not at all, but they don't want to be outcasts.
"Woo! Mi Xue, let me tell you something. Instructor Changsun and the others are back again, and they have not abandoned us." Zhou Feng held Mi Xue's hand, which was already lying in the medical cabin, and cried loudly.
This young man who was definitely considered strong did not cry when his comrades continued to fall. He did not cry when his lover was severely injured and was only separated by a thin line between life and death. He did not cry when he was almost exhausted and wanted to blow up a few unlucky people.
I didn't cry when I was in despair, but when my comrades finally returned, I burst into tears.
All choices on the battlefield are just choices made by commanders based on gains and losses. But for ordinary officers and soldiers like them, what they want to do most is: never abandon or give up. Even if they die, brother, please
Allow me to find you. I don't want to be in a daze just looking at your name in the years to come.
"Fuck! The little girl Changsun is here. She looks very tough." Hoo Daorou saw the Changsun Xueqing for the first time and called to greet Tang Lang who came forward. "She lied to you on Lafite Planet. Her mecha
The control skills are definitely not inferior to the intermediate level two mecha masters."
"It's okay!" Tang Lang breathed a sigh of relief.
The battle was so fierce. He glanced at the list of dead and saw that many of the mentors he was familiar with appeared on it. He was really afraid of seeing Changsun Xueqing's name.
However, perhaps because he had been away for so long, he didn't know what to say for a while, and it was on such an occasion.
Commanders at all levels of the independent fleet who are qualified to participate in this communication chain collectively hold their breath.
With Chen Shi as a big talker, who among the top brass of the independent fleet doesn’t know that this talented and beautiful woman in front of them is also Tang Lang’s romantic partner? Thinking of Tang Lang’s ability to do anything on the battlefield, and on the starship,
There are also outstanding women like Mingyue Shang and Qiu Ruge who are favored by her. I think she should be invincible in love.
Many young commanders who regarded Tang Lang as their idol naturally watched the exchange between the two best young generals in the Southwest Federation with a learning attitude.
However, what happened next...
"You're here!" According to the brain of the Longya mecha, which has the highest command authority on the battlefield, Changsun Xueqing, who handed over the command, communicated with the Xiang Yu mecha standing in front of him.
"Well, I'm here." Tang Lang nodded dully.
"Then! Sun Xueqing, commander of Yingshou Highland, reports to His Excellency, Commander Major General Tang Lang!" Seeing Tang Lang's dazed expression, Sun Xueqing saluted Tang Lang solemnly.
"Teacher Changsun's words are serious!" Tang Lang was excited and quickly raised his hand in return.
It turns out that this is what military love is like! Let’s salute each other!
There seems to be nothing wrong with it, but it's a bit old-fashioned. A few young commanders who haven't had time to experience love can't help but feel a little regretful. But they didn't notice that a bunch of old guys looked weird.
It's rare to see Tang Lang lose his composure like this! It seems that the legend is true.
That is, what to do with those two people? No one dares to look at the faces of the other two female officers who are also qualified to participate. Their faces must not look good.
"On behalf of the Academy's Supreme Management Committee, I would like to pay tribute to all the officers and soldiers of the Southwest Military Region Fleet, the 9th Fleet, and the Independent Fleet who returned to support Kunlun Planet." Changsun Xueqing replied softly.
Tang Lang also replied to some formulaic greetings: "I will convey it to the three fleets..."
"Also, on behalf of the Academy's Supreme Management Committee, I would like to welcome you back." Changsun Xueqing smiled brightly and toothily. "The above is what I should say as the commander of Yingshou Highland."
"As the eldest son Xueqing, what I want to say is, I miss you!"
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ps: I’m sorry that I’ve stopped working for a few more days! Today is 918, don’t forget the national humiliation! I’ll continue to update tomorrow. There will be no update on Sunday, so I’ll try to update on Monday.