When Zhou Longyu heard the man's tone firm and sincere expression, he breathed a sigh of relief at that time, as if most of the matter had been done.

Everyone looked at this young man with pity and lacked life experience. All the computerists had already passed the innocent age and could hear the problem in their ears: Although Li Yucheng was firm in speaking, he was all vague about the specific amount and time of reply. Moreover, this airdrop check was just verbal, so he could just forget about the attack on Alzheimer's disease, and he could just rely on it.

Reminder? What a joke, you may have nothing to help this kid, but if you refute Mr. Li's face, you will be in trouble immediately.

Forget it, just act like a minor.

Everyone thought about this, and remained silent, watching Zhou Longyu jump into a deep pit.

"We're going to find a stall for lunch, do we want to go together? Of course, we'll pay for the money ourselves."

"Your sister is so terrible. Do you want to set up a table to celebrate together?"

"Forget it, we still have classes in the afternoon, so we'll withdraw first."

"I'm so sleepy that I want to sleep."

Members of the three-party security department said hello in a mess, drove after a military heavy trailer out of the port area gate, vans, trailers, military cards and mechas mixed together and rushed out in a mess. It looked very spectacular, but a bit funny.

So far, everyone has been happy, but just like the front and back of the coin, someone is happy, someone is unhappy - for example, three mechas that have been ambushed on the hills on the flank of the port area for a day.

"The target number is large and difficult to get started."

N, who was wrapped in bandages on his head, buried his vicious eyes back into the grass and reported to the radio.

Being hit by a warrior who had never seen blood was a great humiliation. Watching the target escape made blood rush to the forehead. Although he had also tried his best to rush forward to seize [Gustav] and [Bayesset], the huge gap in military strength still made him helplessly endure it. Although he was wary, he was not a reckless man who was prone to fever.

"Forget it, this hindsight action is not very likely to succeed. Now we must have been closely guarded from the way to the hangar. Come back, I think there is no show to sing."

Springfield's voice seemed particularly relaxed, without a cold feeling of anger, and it didn't feel like the commander who had lost a quarter of his combat power in an instant.

"But……"

"The reason I agree to you bring people to attack again is because your emotional control is the best among all my subordinates. I firmly believe that you can make judgments calmly without being silly in your mind. I hope you understand this."

As he spoke the last few words, Springfield's tone suddenly lowered the temperature, revealing a bone-acupuncture chill.

"yes."

N shivered, he knew he was scared.

It seemed that he was very satisfied with his subordinates' performance. Springfield's tone changed and restored his previous mood.

"It doesn't matter. As long as this mecha is still in the first round, there will be many opportunities, right?"

"yes."

N took his heart back and was about to take the man to leave, but Springfield's telegram came again.
Chapter completed!