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Iger really didn't deliberately not send a message to report safety, but their team went to another place.

There is simply a strange magnetic field in this place. It magically shields all signals, causing everyone's communicators to be scrapped overnight.

Therefore, in the past few days, Iger can only live by missing Yan Yiti, which is very pitiful.He especially misses the sweet pheromone in Yan Yiti's body!oh!This damn taste!

He regretted why he didn't take more photos of Yan Yiti before.In this way, when he is resting, he can also see things and think about people, so that he won't feel itchy in his heart, wishing to end the war immediately and go back to finish the things they didn't finish.Speaking of which, I don't know if Yan Yiti's heat period has passed?Still uncomfortable?

God!He really is an asshole!At the beginning, I just left with a slap on the head, and I didn't even think about it!How difficult should he have been during that period of time?

no!He had to find a way to contact him again!So what if there is no signal?There is always a way!

"Come on!"

"Marshal, what are your orders?"

"Look up the source of this strange magnetic field, and try to destroy it."

"But Marshal, we currently don't have detection tools, so we can't detect the exact location of the magnetic field at all."

"Weeds."

"What? What weed?"

"Ah! Stupid! What the Marshal means is that where there is a magnetic field, there must be no grass. You just need to find a place where the land is bare and there is no grass. Then this place must be the source of the magnetic field. .”

"Ah."

"Why don't you go soon? You idiot!"

"Uh...yes!" The two soldiers clasped their fists and took the order away.

However, before they could take a few steps, they heard the sound of a siren.

"The enemy has attacked! The enemy has attacked!"

Iger: "..." Those bastards are provoking again and again, are they thinking that none of them are strong?In the past few days, they have gone through ten battles, big and small, and it can be said that they are very tired. As long as everyone has a bed, they can lie down and sleep soundly.

Iger understands what the federation group of dogs are trying to do. They just want to fight with them, make their soldiers completely exhausted, and finally come back with a big counterattack. It is expected that they will be unable to fight back.

He slammed his clothes on the ground and stood up from the rock, "Anyone who is still strong will come with me and enter your mecha. You don't need too many people, just a few elites."

"Master Marshal, do you want to...?"

"There are a lot of them, but not all of them are elites." Iger turned his head to the lieutenant as he walked, "We will fight fifty to one. Come out with confidence!"

What? !Fifty by a dozen?This... this... is this a joke?

Those who can reach this level are basically at the level of God of War.Iger can do it himself, so you can't think that everyone else can do it, right?

But the facts have proved that every order given by Marshal Iger must have his reasons.

"You first say that whoever asks himself can do it."

No one stepped forward, and the clearing was silent.

"What about a dozen forty?"

"..." No one stood up.

"thirty?"

This time, a few people stood up sparsely, including Iger's two lieutenants.It's just that they all looked hesitant, and they weren't sure if they were doing too much.

"Twenty!" Iger said loudly this time.

Not many people stood up now, almost more than half of them.Iger scanned it slowly, and nodded slowly in his heart, but he was still a little disappointed.The people I brought out this time must be excellent, but there are no particularly outstanding people.You know, one person fighting against fifty people is one of the necessary conditions for being promoted to the general reserve.In other words, among the group of people present, none of them is qualified to become a general in the future.

This is a serious matter in today's war situation.Fortunately, there is still time for him to cultivate slowly.

So he said, "Follow me at thirty and get ready for the battle."

"..."

etc!Marshal, are you sure?How many people are in their thirties?One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... plus the marshal himself, there are only nine.Is it too much play this time?

Can we really win?

"Time is running out." Facing their questioning gazes, Iger didn't say a word, just said this sentence lightly.

Those who were named looked at each other.

"Let's go." They all got on their own mechs.

Of course, Iger also got on his "Black Tiger". Before stepping on the mech, he specifically ordered, "Open the protective cover."

"Yes."

"Master Marshal, be careful."

"..." Iger paused when he was about to step up the steps, then turned his head and said, "Be careful too."

A counterattack just kicked off.At this time, they still don't know that this battle will become a classic case of "winning more with less" that will be recorded in the annals of history in the future, and it will be mentioned in several military classrooms.

Iger was in the cabin, directing the entire battle remotely, without panicking at all.He not only has to command, but also avoids all kinds of artillery attacks from the enemy, driving the mecha up and down, his whereabouts are unpredictable.All his subordinates were impressed by his proficient driving skills and followed suit one after another.

All of a sudden, nine mechas formed an unbreakable cage, trapping a part of the federal army in it.Then, following Iger's order in the cabin, all eight mechas launched a fierce attack in all directions.

This kind of indiscriminate attack is extremely effective in war.Soon, several of the opponent's mechs were knocked down.

But they were too few in number, and the enemy soon found a loophole and broke up their formation.Then "return them in the same way", surrounded them in an organized and disciplined manner, intending to annihilate them one by one.

"Marshal! What should we do?!" The lieutenant almost yelled into the microphone.

"Don't panic! Keep calm!" Iger also shouted at them, yelling hoarsely, "Think about what I usually teach you!"

When saying this, the situation on Iger's side is not optimistic at all.Because he was still distracted from directing, the wing of "Black Tiger" was hit by an attack, and he immediately lost his strength and tilted to one side, causing Iger's entire body to also tilt at [-] degrees.

"Master Marshal! Are you alright?"

"It's okay, take care of yourselves and leave me alone."

"Yes!"

Iger's left hand is shaking badly now, but even so, he still desperately pressed the blue button on the far side.