[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

Zhu Qing felt that the development of the situation was a bit beyond imagination.

Now is her No. 20 day in the frontal assassination camp. For the past few days, on the edge of Tanghu Lake on time every day, there have been three battles. Outside the camp, everyone felt that those who hovered all over the sky were the unyielding spirits of the seniors who died in peace.

The loss of the war, if you don't go to the scene, you can't believe what kind of bottomless pit it is.

It's like using the power of the whole country to support a glutton. Countless materials and manpower, life and spirit have fallen into this shallow lake, and it can't even float.

It is now at noon, the sun is scorching, and the tide of Tanghu Lake is low.

With both hands of the woman wearing the mecha, she turned over the broken limbs on the ground, carefully identifying them, and squinting to distinguish the unclear team number on the left arm that was originally clear and now has been scratched by weapons.

"Fourth Battalion of Tiangong Group, three six two eight seven." The demon said softly, and when he looked carefully, he found that the woman's lips were pale and cracked.Behind Chang Le quickly wrote it down, the thick notebook on her palm was already full of a series of unknown numbers.

Zhu Qing struggled to stand up, and the world spun for a moment, almost falling off his head.

Chang Le hurriedly supported her, touched her hand, it was still as cold as ice.

The girl bit her lip, "Senior, why don't you take a break." She was about to help Zhu Qing to sit down, but was pushed away by the demon, "No," the woman's voice was trembling, black The chin bared from the hair of the chin is pale and bloodless,

"In a while, Tanghu Lake will be at high tide." Zhu Qing raised his eyes reluctantly, looking at the battlefield under the scorching sun, only feeling that his vision was blurred and distorted.

She felt like she was panting like a bellows.

"The water has risen, these people" she looked at the soldiers lying quietly on the ground with their eyes open or closed, and felt sad, "—they can't go back."

Chang Le couldn't help but cover her mouth, not daring to let the whimpering sound come out.

Tears wet her notebook.

The demon took a deep breath, "By the way, Chang Le," she said, looking at the left arm of the unknown martyr who had just counted, "Look at his mecha," she paused, "His mech I think the left arm mech is still intact, you are a professional, take a look, you can dismantle it and recycle it.”

Chang Le looked at Zhu Qing in disbelief, his face looked as if he was about to jump up and slap Zhu Qing in the next second.

The human demon was silent, with a cold expression on his face: "Go. You don't want to know that the mechas of the Frontier Battalion have reached the point where they have to be used in turn." After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes, as if there was a moment of vulnerability from her There was a flash on his face, but in the next second his face was full of flawless indifference.

Chang Le's eyes were red, staring at her face firmly, as if to see even a little bit of grief and pity.

However, there is only indifference, indifference.

She spat on Zhu Qing's face, and was hid by the demon, then squatted down bitterly, tearing down, and lightly dismantled the mecha on the left arm.

Zhu Qing closed his eyes wearily.

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Faria waved his left arm and explained with a solemn face.It can be seen that this arm is still not very flexible, and it has been a hundred days since his muscles and bones were injured. It is too much for him to take off the bandage in less than a month-but he is still standing here tenaciously, wearing a half-length Raphael Er, holding a bronze sword in one hand.

"I think some of you should know," he scanned the audience with majestic eyes, and his voice was high-pitched, "Our food team encountered Tasilia's magical artillery array on the way to Tanghu Lake!"

Many people present nodded unconsciously, and even many young knights who had witnessed it had already closed their eyes with pale faces.

Zhu Qing silently glanced around and sighed inwardly.

I don't know how many people got close to the war for the first time on that nightmarish day, and it was the first time they witnessed the tragic death of their comrades in arms, but they were helpless.

Those helpless hands crushed under the tracks can definitely constitute the deepest nightmare of young people's countless nights.

The shame of being unable to move in the face of close relatives and friends will linger for a lifetime.

For a month, Zhu Qing was woken up every night by the screams and crying of some camp in the middle of the night.

War can really completely change a person.

Possesses the terrifying power that has the same energy as time but has been accelerated countless times.

"Then, you should know too!" Faria's eyes were burning, and he intimately touched every pair of eyes that dared to look up at him, even though there were fear and guilt shining in them-"It was my thorns who rescued him." Let them go," he said, pointing his finger on his chest, his eyes were red,

"It was me, who split the magic cannon with one sword, that" he said sarcastically, with a bloody smile, "the monster that scares you so much that you can't move in your eyes."

The young people were too guilty to look directly into the battalion commander's eyes.

"Look at me!" Faria yelled suddenly, and pulled out the bronze epee, breaking the reinforced concrete floor with a blunt sound.

No one dared to respond.

"Say! Do you want revenge?"

"Do you want to seek justice for those brothers who died tragically at the feet of the steel monster?!"

"When I went to hell to see them, I patted my chest and told them, brother, I will avenge you! Don't you want to?!" Faria roared like an angry lion.

Countless young people cried and trembled.

Zhu Qing looked at the radiant man on the high platform with complicated eyes.

According to what she can understand from her previous experience, for people on the ground, tanks can be said to be invincible. With a steel body, rotating turrets, and long-distance large-caliber artillery fire, they are completely kings on land.

Of course, it is not flawless, the sky is the absolute suppression of all ground firepower.

A fighter plane, to put it bluntly, can easily drop a regiment in seconds against the slow speed of a tank.

But—even if the current magic machine gun is far less developed and powerful than the modern tanks—how did Faria do it?

Zhu Qing couldn't understand it.

Seeing Faria on the stage with a ferocious smile, his cheeks that had been so thin for a month looked terrifying like a skeleton in the dark night, he parted his pale lips, and said word by word,

"Just jump up."

Zhu Qing's eyes widened in disbelief.

Faria smiled and said, "Jump up with your mechs, draw your swords, and that's it."

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The large force of the Heavenly Workers arrived last night, and Faria dragged the young trainee knights to the edge of Tang Lake early this morning, less than an hour before the next high tide.

Faria was wearing a complete Raphael, and his unique code was engraved on his left arm, [Front Thorn Camp, [-]]. The bronze-colored armor made his complexion pale, like a lonely Spirit is supporting him.

"According to reports from our spies, the enemy is short of manpower. Today there is a tenth chance that you will see the legendary magic cannon." The young man swung the bronze sword, and the thick blade pierced the wind, as if A sword cut the man's face.

"And I'm here today to teach you how to kill the God Machine Cannon with that divine move."

After saying this, the man stopped talking, turned around, put on the bronze mask, leaned his long sword on the ground, and watched the deep water of Tanghu Lake in the distance.

Everyone looked at each other.

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Silent waiting.It seems as long as a century has passed.

The soles of the feet seemed to have nail worms digging into the flesh and blood.

I saw that the deep blue Tanghu Lake began to fluctuate slowly, like a snow-white mirror, the dust on the surface was brushed off, the earth cracked from the middle, and countless steams seemed to break away from flying birds seeking freedom, neighing and taking off .

The feet were shaking, and the strong wind rolled up the thick gunpowder and walked on the young Raphaels, and also frivolously stuck to the magic cannon slowly looming from the deep fog on the opposite side.

It is so majestic and so hideous, like the remains of a demon after death.

Faria flicked his fingers, and there was a sharp ding, and he held two bronze swords in his hands, one flashing, and he turned his head and smiled, with the heat of the sun and the smell of blood in that smile.

"Boys, watch."

Then, the man dived straight and single-handedly into the dry surface of Tanghu Lake.

It was difficult for Zhu Qing to describe what she saw. She felt as if she had seen the collapse of Mount Everest, the eruption of the Mali Trench and the eruption of a volcano, or the explosion of the sun.

Faria was right.

Sure enough, the magic machine gun came out—he was really worthy of being a scout from the frontier camp trained by him for so long with the pointer.

The man was like a mayfly shaking a tree, and the lonely figure almost disappeared in the thick fog.

The woman's iron-gray eyeballs were like solidified solutes of inorganic matter fixedly staring at her, ready to rush in to save people.

As a result, I saw the bronze mech man dive and run, his heavy footprints almost crushing the soft ground of Tanghu Lake, as if his ribs had wings, and he soared into the air. In an instant, nine epees lit up in unison , flashed for a moment in the dense fog and was immediately submerged completely——

A knight behind him exclaimed in surprise: "Oh my God! It's been a long time since I saw the battalion commander's nine swords all at once for the first time!"

Zhu Qing anxiously wanted to slap her across the face.

Seeing Faria roar, like an eagle flapping its wings, it slashes down in the air!

The air almost felt trembling.

With keen eyes, Zhu Qing noticed that sticky bright red was seeping from the gap of the mecha on Faria's left arm.

There was a soft click on the magic cannon that countless people could not sleep at night in fear, and the first crack appeared.

Countless mech knights covered their mouths in horror.

Zhu Qing drew his sword anxiously, and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, go and save people!" After she finished speaking, she rushed in first.

There was no other reason. She watched Faria fall heavily to the ground after she finished chopping, and did not move again.