Wan Yuli's 2d Travels

Miori covered her mouth in fright:

"But, that kind of thing..."

"In this way, there is a good reason to specifically lock this place, and not attacking other megalithic monuments can also be explained."

Weizhi played with the iron fan in his hand, and nodded for a long time:

"In return for your life-saving grace, I will use my pipeline to investigate this monolith."

"Then, happy cooperation~"

With a joyful smile on his face, Wan Yuli took the initiative to touch the goblet and the unwoven cup.

"What kind of cooperation is this, isn't it your unilateral request..."

Although he said so, Miori was not really angry, but made fun of it.

At this time, Yeonju, who had been acting as the background, suddenly spoke:

"Sister Weizhi, I... can I participate in this battle?"

"No."

It was rejected in an instant.

Seeing Yanzhu's crying expression, Weizhi could only take a step back and said that if the front line needed reinforcements, she would be sent there, which calmed the little rabbit down.

"This kid, he still wants to find Rentaro-san."

Miori said with a wry smile when she saw Yeonju bouncing away from the office with her ponytails dangling.

"Have you given up hope for Satomi-kun, Miori?"

Gossip flashed in Wan Yuli's eyes. According to reliable information, the person in front of him is also a coquettish bitch who is in love with Rentarou all day long (Kugara's language), but at the moment he doesn't see much emotional fluctuation.

"In all fairness, I'm also saddened by Rentaro's disappearance, but..."

Unwoven hangs his head:

"Now I am a merchant of death, not a high school girl, so I don't have more time to spend on loving my children...Of course, if Rentaro-san is still alive, I am also very happy."

Her expression is sincere, not fake.

"It seems that status can indeed change a person."

Feeling that the time was almost up, Wan Yuli got up to say goodbye:

"I can only say, good luck. Also, it's best not to let Yeonju go into battle, even with the scavenger we developed, her erosion rate is not good."

"I understand."

Miori didn't get up, just sat and watched the two leave.

Chapter 151 143. The Third Kanto Battle · Raid

"This is the third team, everything is normal now."

Hearing his own voice echoing in the helmet, Lieutenant Shibasaki felt a surge of pride in his heart.

Using his own eyes to make a sweeping movement, the scene within a kilometer is clearly visible in his eyes.

Outside the fully enclosed helmet, the ferocious one-eyed emits red light, reflecting all the heat sources and light sources within the range to the screen in front of Shibasaki.

And on his arm covered by steel armor, he held a special Gatling shield that could not be used by a single person, with an electric heating sword inserted obliquely above it.

This is code-named "MS-07B Tiger", a new generation of exoskeleton mecha, and it is also the biggest trump card of the Self-Defense Forces in this battle.

In 2031, exoskeletons, which are products based on bionics and science fiction blockbusters, have also gained popularity to a certain extent, but due to price and practicality, most of them only appear in the hands of civilian police and special forces.

As an officer of Shibazaki's ordinary self-defense force, it was beyond his imagination that he would be able to wear such high-tech equipment one day.

It can be said bluntly that with the blessing of this exoskeleton, he alone can display the combat effectiveness of a squadron of the Self-Defense Force in the past. Even a gastroenteric creature in stage four can deal with it for a while.

"As expected of an American product, the performance is really superior."

Shibasaki thanked the country that provided them with this new equipment from the bottom of his heart.After the two parties signed the treaty, they continued to strengthen the equipment of the Tokyo District Self-Defense Force. Even this powerful exoskeleton provided the size of an aviation brigade.

"Captain, it's the Empire, America doesn't exist anymore."

The team members' voices came from the earphones, making Shibazaki's face blush:

"Anyway, whether it is the empire or the United States, they are all American countries, right? So there is no difference... But then, why do they want to create a dictatorship, and even change the name of the country?"

"Who knows, we can't figure out the thinking of Europeans and Americans."

The small talk quickly ends, Shibasaki is a conscientious captain, and given that the monolith will collapse within 24 hours, he can't help but be irresponsible.Shibazaki deployed all six exoskeleton mechs of the team in pairs at the forward position of the Self-Defense Forces.

They are one of the eyes of the entire army. They cooperate with satellites and radars to form multiple reconnaissance lines to prevent the infiltration of the gastroenteric army.

"Captain, can we win?"

Hearing the lack of self-confidence in the team members, Shibazaki was a little angry:

"Ten years ago, we won the Second Kanto Battle with far inferior equipment. But today—"

The arm of the mech pointed behind him under the control of electronic muscles:

"A whole brigade-sized land force, the most advanced exoskeleton, large-scale air support, and a considerable number of civilian police reserves... How could such a lineup fail?"

One kilometer behind Shibazaki's team is the main formation of the Self-Defense Forces.There are armored vehicles, tanks and missile silos lined up horizontally.The infantry, armed with Sima Heavy Industry's [-]-style rifles, walked up and down the position with arrogance.

Well-equipped and high morale, most of the soldiers' young faces were filled with excitement.

"...It's just that everyone is too proud."

Hearing what his subordinates said, Shibazaki couldn't help but frowned, his electronic eyes emitting red light scanned the position behind him, and then he had to admit that what his subordinates said made sense.

"...The previous two major stage five attacks still brought a huge blow to the Tokyo area."

Shibazaki and his team are all veterans. They even faced stage five, so they naturally know the horror of gastrulation creatures.

But it was also that confrontation with Phase Five that caused the Self-Defense Forces to lose quite a few veterans. Although a larger army has been pieced together, the quality of the soldiers has declined invisible.

"A recruit with better equipment...maybe no worse than a veteran with poor equipment."

Shibazaki said to his subordinates, maybe he was explaining to himself.

The team's radio channel fell silent for a while, and after a while, another team member said:

"Today, the self-defense force's reconnaissance drones also lost contact. If you count the previous cruise missiles, fighter jets, and TV station helicopters, six or seven aircraft of various types have disappeared in the forest entrenched by gastroenterology. Really. Don't know how those guys do it."

"It was probably knocked down by a gastrogut with bird elements... But what kind of bird is it that can catch up to supersonic fighter jets and missiles?"

another player said.

"Maybe someone with peregrine or swift gastrulation factors."

Shibasaki didn't know what happened in that forest, so he could only guess vaguely.At this moment, he suddenly saw something, and angrily shouted at the players around him:

"Moritani, you guys are scribbling on the army equipment again! Look at the strange stripes, are you going to race somewhere?"

The exoskeleton mechs of the Shibazaki team are all painted with camouflage, but this soldier named Moriya ingeniously painted flame textures on the armor of his limbs, and even has a very cool one on his chest. The fiery red faucet; combined with the main color of the mecha's green painting, this pattern is extremely conspicuous.

"But captain, this paint job is a matter of my morale."

Moritani's nonchalant voice came from the intercom:

"What's more, you don't think this green camouflage can fool the gastro-gut creatures, do you?"

This said to Shibazaki's heart, he didn't think there was a need to put camouflage on the exoskeleton... In fact, it was just to put camouflage on the entire exoskeleton mech brigade, and their whole team was delayed by the army of gastroenterology creatures. A day of training.

I really don't know what the high-level guys are thinking, is it to match the infantry's clothes?

Although he also had this idea, Shibazaki still defended the discipline of the army:

"Soriya, if you do this, others will follow suit... Don't you hope that our troops will be colorful like a circus in the future?"

"Then we have to survive this battle first."

Moritani's words still showed a sense of indifference:

"If I was still alive at that time, I think the Holy Son of Heaven would not have chilled the hearts of the heroes, and my request would have been satisfied... By the way! As long as we fight this battle with awe, we will definitely be able to fight like the past. Like the trump card, you are allowed to make your own favorite logo on the machine, so everyone should think about it."

Moriya's words brought the entire communication channel to life.Although the members of Shibazaki's team are all veterans, they are actually not very old. Besides, who can not have a dream?

"For me, paint the entire body red, just like the Red Baron."

"Skull! Speaking of cool, it is indeed the symbol of the skull! Plus the pure black paint, wonderful!"

"...Five rounds of papaya pattern."

"Huh? Hojo, are you a Nobunaga fan? If it is painted with the family crest of the Warring States Period, I still like the 'two references' of the general's family."

Shibasaki smiled helplessly, he didn't expect his subordinates to be excited about such a thing.

But he still maintained his vigilance and kept scanning his surroundings—at this moment, the sun was sinking to the west, and the night belonging to gastroentery was coming, so he had to remain vigilant.

But the shift is about to change, so it's okay to relax a little at this time, right?

The green light of IFF (identification friend or foe) lights up, prompting a team of teammates to approach.

"Hey, Shibazaki and you guys are so lively, are you talking about women?"

Six mechas painted in the same camouflage pattern approached Shibazaki in double file, and the number on their right shoulders was "4".

It's the fourth team that switches defenses.

"It's not talking about women, Matsuda, your sexual desire is too strong..."

Shibazaki felt that he finally relaxed, put down the machine gun that had been held high, and was about to control the exoskeleton to stand up.

And at this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred!

The noise of tearing metal suddenly sounded in Shibazaki's earphones, followed by violent explosions and panicked shouts from the team members.

They're shouting... Moritani?

Realizing this, Shibazaki quickly looked in the direction where Moritani was.

The black smoke rising there silently announced the end of the soldier.

"hateful!"