mech warriors have no love

Compared to César's little worries, the Marshal is much more heartless.

Back at the alliance's temporary base, Lancelot didn't hesitate to bring Cesare with him and put it next to him.

Most of the friends in the escort team have already returned. Seeing César, all of them were overjoyed: "Little César is back!"

"Oh, I finally don't have to look at the marshal's stinky face when I'm working overtime day and night."

"I haven't grown taller in months!"

"It's a big boy, but he's lost weight."

"How good is the food at the beast clan, poor little one."

César: "..."

César had a stiff face. Surrounded by the guards, he pursed his lips and let several people touch and rub them with concern.

Micah is also confused.

César openly defected, these loyal soldiers of the alliance, even if they don't arrest him, at least they should show some other demeanor, not as if they saw his brother coming home, right?

It's a pity that the human mind and brain seem to never be able to analyze it clearly. They can only watch César's face pinched and look at Lancelot in a daze.

Lancelot folded his hands and looked aside. Seeing César's eyes turning for help, he smiled at him, coughed, and his face became serious again: "Go, go, what are you groping for, what should you do? , are you free?"

The guards headed by Molly didn't know what they thought of, they immediately put their legs together to salute, and let César go.

Cecil heaved a sigh of relief.

David still looked like he was not afraid of anything, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? César is back, and the marshal dares to put on a face all day long? If you are bullied, go directly to César. .”

As he spoke, he found a rose out of nowhere, inserted it in Molly's hair chicly, waved his hand, and walked away with the mecha.

César took a closer look and found that it was a paper rose dyed red.

Molly's face turned red, this time she didn't like before, carefully put away the roses, smiled at César, and left in a hurry.

After standing outside the conference room for a long while, Lancelot led César into the room. As soon as he stepped into the door of the conference room, the Union officers who were sitting in a circle were startled.

This time the situation was special, Feng Na and the former congressman Elton did not leave, and they were occasionally allowed to come in to listen. Seeing Cesare, Elton raised his eyebrows kindly.

The group looked at each other, wondering where Lancelot came from.

Lancelot didn't explain, and added a seat next to the first seat, let César sit, opened the star map, and began to summarize the results of this raid and discuss how to proceed next time.

He looked indifferent, and just as the person in the front seat was about to ask, he was blocked back in a neutral manner: "Let's talk about the business first."

What, isn't the matter about this super fugitive a serious matter!

Cursing inwardly, everyone had no choice but to withdraw their gazes in surprise, biting the bullet and participating in the discussion.

At the conference table, only Feng Na and Elton exchanged a secret look with unknown thoughts.

No one knows it all better than Elton.

He is Fengner's eyeliner and puppet in the parliament. Many absurd decisions in the parliament in recent years have been pushed by Elton and Fengner.

Only if the parliament loses its credibility and the people are disappointed in the parliament, can it act recklessly.

It was Feng Na who decided to attack the Leslie family back then, and it was Feng Na who secretly supported Merlin's experiment.

After a series of accidents that year, I thought the experiment could only be interrupted, but the identity of César was suddenly exposed, and now César appeared here again...

It's none of César's business how turbulent the hearts of people with different thoughts are.

He was sitting next to Lancelot, holding hands with Lancelot under the table, squinting his eyes to feel the warmth brought by that big hand, lazily not wanting to move, not paying any attention to the different eyes that fell on him.

When the business was finally finished, Lancelot seemed to remember, and raised his chin at César: "Please welcome the return of Second Lieutenant César."

Everyone: "..."

ha?

Lancelot looked serious: "This matter is also a grievance to the second lieutenant. I secretly gave him the task of investigating the lair of the orcs. The second lieutenant could only endure the humiliation and went to the dangerous and unknown orcs. Fortunately, he returned safely."

César: "..."

Every word is human, but he can't understand it.

With a calm expression, Lancelot quietly squeezed César's hand: "Now the second lieutenant has successfully completed the mission, and after finishing cleaning up the mob outside the territory, he can raise his troops to attack the orc's lair, please ask the chairman to issue a certificate of honor. "

Everyone looked at Lancelot in bewilderment, unable to tell if he was talking nonsense or serious.

Lancelot didn't wait for their reaction, and didn't intend to continue explaining. He got up and prepared to leave: "To prevent leaking information, the coordinates of the orc's lair will not be disclosed. Tonight will be the last final battle, everyone, be prepared .”

After a few words, César transformed himself from a special fugitive of the alliance to a hero of the alliance.

The little hero César obediently followed the Alliance Marshal back to the rest room, and was relatively silent with Micah along the way.

Micah looked at Lancelot's back and shivered.

Entering the room, the imposing Alliance Marshal immediately stopped pulling. He didn't look at Cesare too carefully on the mecha just now, and turned around and pressed him against the door as soon as he entered the door, looking up and down carefully. After smelling it once, if it wasn't for the dog's spirit in the nose, maybe I would smell it again.

César couldn't help laughing: "What are you looking at?"

"It looks good." Lancelot pinched his earlobe, "I know who the traitor is, and he will definitely make a move tonight."

After a pause, he said, "Father-in-law will not be in danger, don't worry."

Cesare shook his head.

He really wasn't worried about Lambert.

After hesitating for a while, César asked, "Fonner..."

"If he really wants to sit on the throne of the emperor, there will be no changes." Lancelot said with confidence, "Don't worry, remember to follow me closely."

César had no choice but to nod, stared at Lancelot for a while, and whispered, "Let's go to sleep."

Then Cesare hugged Lancelot's arm, lay down and closed his eyes, and went to sleep as soon as he said sleep.

Lancelot: "..."

Ugh.

Although the two had different understandings of the word "sleep", Cesare fell asleep quickly and did not give the Marshal a chance to change his mind. He could only hug the child in his arms and tell Lucy to wake himself up when the time came.

Lucy looked at César's peaceful sleeping face, and really didn't believe that the master would be so easily persuaded to allow the most important person to go to the dangerous and unknown battlefield: "Are you really planning to..."

Lancelot kissed Cesare on the cheek, his eyes softened: "Cesare is not a chick."

He is an eagle.

To fight alongside him.

Cesare rarely dreamed when he was around Lancelot.

This time, he fell into a deep dream.

He wandered around in the dark, looking around in a daze, and after an unknown amount of time, his eyes suddenly lit up——

The stellar wind in the distance passed by brilliantly. Hundreds of thousands of mechs and battleships were like fireflies dotted around the corner of the vast universe. , like a group of meteorites wrapped in flames, falling straight down.

César's eyes fell on the familiar mecha.

Before he had time to be surprised, the familiar mecha suddenly exploded in front of him.

Just like the video of the big bang that Micah showed him, but this time it was slowed down countless times. He watched Lucy disintegrate, shatter, and annihilate little by little, and the beautiful silver was stained with charred black.

Then disappeared in front of him.

He was suspended in the universe, his pupils contracted suddenly, his eyes seemed to lose focus, and a sense of weightlessness suddenly appeared, and he fell straight from that side of the universe, but it seemed that there would never be an end.

He was like a drowning man, struggling feebly, but it was in vain.

No.

A thought flashed through his blank mind.

César thought numbly, he couldn't die anymore.

He has lost Belling, and cannot lose Lancelot.

Just after being woken up by Lucy, Lancelot, who was about to get out of bed lightly, suddenly had a huge force on his neck. Before he could respond, he was pinned to death on the bed by the people behind him. , dizzy, his neck was strangled, and he almost couldn't breathe.

"..." Lancelot was so wronged that he vomited blood, and touched Cesare, who crawled up on him and leaned against his neck, "Baby, I didn't intend to sneak, it's not good to murder my husband like this Bar."

César's body trembled slightly. Hearing his voice, he recovered from his fear. He lowered his head to look at Lancelot, closed his eyes and kissed him on the lips, and murmured, "Don't worry about it!" .”

Lancelot patted him on the back: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Cesar nodded.

Lancelot thought to himself that he had to protect him well, otherwise he would have nightmares all the time, and he would be thrown out of the concussion sooner or later.

Although he knew that it was just a dream, but the scene was too real, César was coaxed for a while before he fully recovered.

It was already dark on this planet, and two hours later, the alliance was about to launch a general attack on the allied forces outside the territory, sweeping the invaders out of the alliance.

César sorted out his thoughts, changed back to the alliance uniform, and buttoned up the alliance marshal who suddenly couldn't take care of himself, rejected the invitation to drive the same mecha with Lancelot, and stroked the hairball on his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Lancelot advanced the plan. He seemed to be waiting for César to get up and get dressed before ordering to prepare for departure.

Fortunately, everyone was ready. Before departure, Lancelot hugged César and kissed fiercely: "Don't get hurt, don't be brave, and follow orders."

Cesare saluted him, pushed him away and walked towards Molly.

Everyone in the guards knew his secret tacitly, and they only greeted him with smiles. The people in the entire base performed their duties and prepared for the final attack in an orderly manner.

Micah was used to being a fur ball, and he was still a little unhappy when he returned to his real body, muttering: "It's cold, how nice it is to have fur..."

César thought it was too much bullshit: "It doesn't feel as good as Lancelot's hair."

Micah: "..."

Cry like a child.

Because of that dream, César followed Lancelot not too far away, stared at Lucy without blinking, and said in a deep voice: "Micah, pay attention to all the mechas around Lancelot, one by one If there is a change, attack directly."

Micah responded with a cry.

César: "..."

So annoying.

The alliance's raid this time was silent.

The only episode was that before departure, Lancelot decisively shot down a mecha, and a cold voice sounded in the communication channel: "The traitor has been killed, and an announcement will be made to explain it afterwards."

No objection was raised.

The densely packed mechas lined up, rose into the sky, and rushed towards the temporary base of the Allied forces.This time the action plan was not leaked, the Allied Forces were caught off guard, but they reacted quickly, and only suffered a big loss at the beginning. Soon, the red mechs belonging to the Allied Forces also ascended into space overwhelmingly.

Molly and Lei Ge subconsciously wanted to protect César at first, but after seeing César's guns shooting down a dozen mechas with precision, they silently stayed away from him, fearing that they would hinder He plays.

Ordinary people driving a mecha, because of the limitation of the mental threshold, will always have some sense of obstruction, no matter how proficient they are, it is still unavoidable.

And César's mental threshold is too high, which fits perfectly with the mecha. He regained the feeling of playing games before, and regarded those red mechas as NPCs simulated in the black hole game. Armor rushed forward, knocking the oncoming mecha into the air, and then smoothly activated the muzzle, blasting the unlucky mecha into pieces without wasting any energy.

Lancelot took the time to pay attention to Cesar, watching Cesar's skillful and smooth movements, he was silent for a while, feeling familiar...

After the Alliance Marshal came back, the combat power of the Alliance Army increased exponentially. The Alliance Army was able to hold on at first, but soon couldn't support it—because the forces in it were too complicated, they were like a plate of loose sand, which was barely stuck together with adhesives. Together, it will collapse again when encountering strong resistance.

Many people were already terrified of Lancelot's return, and they became even more terrified after facing him head-on, and vaguely felt like retreating.

On the battlefield, whoever develops this fear loses.

The commander of the allied army turned pale, looked at the collapsed allied army, and sighed for a long time: "It was almost..."

Before he finished sighing, a black mecha suddenly appeared in his field of vision. Before he could react, the control of the mecha had already been seized, and the voice of the old man sounded: "Old man, thank you for your hard work."

The commander covered his forehead as if he had been hit hard, his face pale: "Fonner! What do you want to do!"

"It's nothing." The old man smiled, "You should rest."

The fall of the Allied Commander's mecha seems to be the end of this war.

While there are plenty of unsatisfactory moments, it's a happy ending at worst.

Feng Na thought with satisfaction, without turning his head, he said: "Elton, inform the deputy commander of the Allied forces, I will give him what he wants, now he should withdraw..."

His voice faltered suddenly.

Elton still looked kindly, smiled and said, "Huh? What do you want to say?"

Fonner lowered his head stiffly.

A long knife pierced from the back of his heart to the front, piercing his dying body.

He wanted to control the mecha, but to his dismay, he found that the control of the mecha had been taken away.

Elton has believed in Buddhism for decades, and his eyebrows look like some kind of "Maitreya Buddha". He turned to the front, looked at Feng Na's pale face, and sighed slightly: "Master Feng Na, you are like a mouse, greedy and greedy." But timid. Lancelot is not dead, just let him die again, wouldn't it be enough?"

Feng Na's eyes have begun to collapse, making the "ho ho" sound of the old exhaust fan, looking at the most perfect chess piece he has arranged in disbelief.

Elton looked pitiful, and reached out his hand to gently close his eyes: "No one wants to be a puppet forever, Master Feng Na, you should also rest."

Feng Na closed his eyes full of resentment and bewilderment, and Elton calmly left this mecha and drove another mecha.If Micah is there, it can be seen that this mecha is the high-level intelligent mecha that failed in the alliance's transformation.

Elton's expression was calm, he connected to the alliance channel, controlled Feng Na's mecha to collide with another mecha, and smashed into pieces, his eyes were indifferent, and his tone was panicked: "Marshal! Master Feng Na's mecha was destroyed by the Allied forces. Attack, just now, just now..."

Feng Na's actions after returning to Delan star were highly praised and had a high reputation. The moment Elton's voice came out, many people were taken aback.

Even Lancelot was stunned for a moment.

He quickly pulled himself out of the shock, frowning and thinking, while calming down the agitated soldiers, he didn't notice a mecha approaching silently.

Elton's mental power was unexpectedly high, and he patiently used the most natural way, as if he was being squeezed beside Lancelot, he raised the muzzle coldly, ready to fire.

César's eyebrows jumped suddenly.

Extreme unease welled up in his heart, and he looked uneasily at Lancelot's side—there was nothing wrong.

His fingers trembled slightly, but the uneasiness grew stronger. After hesitating for less than a second, he immediately connected to Lancelot's private communication, spoke directly, and ordered forcefully: "Lancelot! Open 3s highest level shield!"

Lancelot didn't ask anything. As soon as César's voice fell, he controlled Lucy to prop up the highest-level protective cover. Almost at the moment when the protective cover was opened, huge energy fluctuations appeared near him, and a group of people nearby The muzzle of an unremarkable mecha was aimed directly at him, and the advanced particle cannon struck in an instant.

The protective cover was almost defeated, Lancelot's expression darkened, he locked on to the mech, and said in a serious tone, "It really is you."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Elton immediately wanted to run away.

César stopped behind him at some point, with a cold expression on his face.

The always calm former congressman changed direction calmly.

This time it was four guards who stopped him, sharpening their knives and glaring at him.

Elton's face changed slightly, and when he turned around again, Lambert behind him had already raised the palm of the mech.

"..."

The former chairman of the congress was silent for a while, and raised his hands in a sensible manner, "I surrender."

The war started from the alliance's new calendar and lasted for half a year. After nearly ten hours of entangled melee, it finally really came to an end.