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Chapter 302 So It Was You!

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    The fat man was indeed running.

    Even though he thought he was a legendary fat man, he could only run away under the pursuit of thousands of mechs.

    "This is a mess!" The fat man burst into tears, crying until his whole body became weak.

    He has completed the almost impossible task of killing Stephen.  The danger along the way made him lose the intention to stay any longer.

    As long as he thinks of that shot, the fat man will be afraid.  In fact, while hiding in the mud, he pissed in shame.  Half of it is holding back, and the other half is scared.  At that time, the patrol team was only fifteen meters away from him.

    Fifteen meters, that's hardly a distance!  That's right under the nose!  Fatty still doesn't understand why he fired that shot, why he was so stupid!

    Could it be that this is self-expansion after gaining a little strength?  The fat man wanted to slap himself two big mouths, this is simply an unforgivable mistake!

    Even if my hand speed exceeds 70, even if I have better physical strength and faster speed than before.  No matter how powerful it is, can it kill a teacher?

    Fatty felt that he had to deeply review the changes in his thoughts.

    He warned himself, never do these things in the future.  Only by being low-key and useless can you live longer.  The matter of killing Stephen this time should also be kept secret.  Otherwise, let others know and say to yourself next time, fat man, go and assassinate Sobol, so why don't you pee your pants on the spot?

    The past is the past, and Stephen is dead.  The following days should be better.

    It's a chain of cause and effect.  Without Stephen, as long as Fei Yang's armor division is not too bad, it can be taken down by mistake.

    The battle of Jiacuo was finally lost, and the Stephen Group absolutely had no way to stop the overwhelming expeditionary force, and the collapse was irreversible.

    And the Independent Army, led by two old foxes who know the details of the nobles, can change the banner of democracy or the great prince George, and threaten and lure the armed nobles attached to Stephen to divide them.

    The eastward advance of the Desik armored forces also lost its meaning.  Keeping Prisker and forming a group with the Reinhardt Group is their best choice.  If they insist on moving eastward, their result will be a bloody encounter with six elite Feyan armored divisions.

    The Nineteenth Division was relieved, the Battle of Mozchi was won, the Freedom Front had a wider space for development, and the fat man had no responsibilities.

    Thinking of this, the fat man felt that it would be the pinnacle moment of his life if he retired and returned to his hometown at this time.

    Fatty really thought so when he killed the two patrol soldiers who came to his door and snatched the mecha.  At that time, his greatest wish was to leave this ghostly place as soon as possible, go back and hang out with Bonnie or Nia with a straight face, and see if there is a chance to take advantage of it and make up for the trauma in his heart.

    It's a pity that everything started to take a different path from the ideal after the order to close the team was issued on the damn communication channel.  The other members of the patrol ran over excitedly, yelling and calling for them to go back to the base together.  The fat man broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't moved quickly, he would have sunk the two corpses into the mud, and they would have been exposed!

    The ventriloquism played a role again.  After pretending to be Allen and pretending to follow everyone to find the trace of Sergeant Sergeant for a long time.  Fatty finally got the identification on the communication channel, and then announced in a staff sergeant's voice that there were other important matters.  Everyone happily returned to the base.

    The base has become a mess.  Everyone is worried.  It looks like the sky is falling.  Search teams, transport convoys, patrols come and go.  As soon as the fat man entered the base, he was overjoyed.  Such a situation couldn't be more favorable for him to slip away quietly.

    Finally found an excuse to overhaul the mecha, and separated from a few patrolmen. Under the watchful eyes of the patrolmen, Fatty drove the mecha pretendingly to the maintenance workshop of the logistics department.

    When passing by the contest, things began to get out of control.

    More than 6,000 combat mechas of the 39th Division, thousands of vehicles of various types, and hundreds of logistics mechas are densely packed into a square formation, gathering in the huge arena, listening to the speech of an old nobleman.

    Fatty knows this noble old man.  He is Stephen's uncle, the most powerful nobleman in the Gacharin Empire, Grand Duke Victor.

    Seeing that Stephen was dead, this Victor was able to gather the thirty-ninth division for mobilization, the fat man was a little unhappy.  Later, when he heard Victor's words again, the fat man became even angrier.

    Victor said: "Prince Stephen is not dead, and his life is not in danger. He was just injured and is undergoing treatment now" Next?? is a situation analysis and words of encouragement together.

    Fatty didn't listen to the latter words.  All he could think of was the anger that Victor had lied to his face like this.  He felt that the fruits of his labor had been shamelessly tampered with.  After spending so much time and risking so much, the achievements made were wiped out by the old man's flirtatious words, and the fat man was so wronged that tears flowed out.

    Who knows, what Victor said later was even more vicious.  He angrily condemned the despicable deeds of the assassin in every loudspeaker throughout the base, and announced that the assassin would become the public enemy of the Gacharin royal family, the Gacharin nobles, and even the entire Vibo tribe.

    He waved his arms and swore that no matter where the world is, he must catch this despicable assassin and make him pay the heaviest price!  He also promised a big reward that made Fatty want to hand himself over.  And claimed that a foundation has been established with bounty prize money.

    This foundation with an international background means that even if Gacharin is destroyed and the Howard family disappears, it will execute a hunting order that will never be withdrawn in the days to come!

    The terrified fat man couldn't bear it any longer, he was both wronged and angry.  Thinking of the sadness, for a moment, anger rose from the heart and evil to the gallbladder.

    Gritting his teeth, he controlled the mecha at a speed of seventy movements per second and ran over two hundred meters away, stepping on the eloquent Duke Victor.  The huge mechanical feet of the [Holy Sword] Type 18 Mecha weighing more than 20 tons immediately trampled Victor into a mass of flesh and blood.

    Immediately, the fat man ran away!

    This can be regarded as the most rampant public murder in human history, and every soldier, officer, general, nobleman, etc. present were stunned and their scalps went numb.  A commander who was giving a public speech to thousands of mechas was trampled to death by a mecha that suddenly jumped over like a rat.

    By the time everyone came back to their senses after seeing the bloody mess on the stage, the fat man had already reached the gate of the base.  The brief absence of the mecha fighters and the non-combat state of all the mechas gave Fatty time to escape.  However, the sentry mecha at the door and the unfamiliarity with the path shortened this time.

    Therefore, during the escape all the way after that, hundreds of high-level mech fighters from the thirty-ninth division who had gone mad chased the fat man end to end.

    For the Howard family, the battle has no way to continue.  The duke's son, Reiter, issued an order to pursue him with all his strength.  All the garrisons in the entire Clijsters Army Base, as well as all the armed forces in the direction where Fatty was fleeing, joined in this unprecedented chasing and interception.

    So, in the Skynet monitoring of the 19th Division, a crashing picture appeared.  Fatty drove the mecha in front of him and fled wildly.  Hundreds of mechas behind them persevered in pursuit.  Behind, thousands of mechas poured over the mountains and plains.  In the front and left and right, countless infantry and armored troops abandoned their positions and swarmed under the unified dispatch command.

    These are not fatal to the fat man whose hand speed has reached 73.  After all, his speed is much higher than that of the pursuers, and the eastern mountains, jungles, and hills have too much room for him to escape.  Even if Rhett devotes all his strength, there is nothing he can do about this fast-running mecha for a while.

    The biggest blow to Fatty was in one of his negligence.  After all, this mech belongs to the Stephen Group.  Although the fat man used Allen's identity to obtain and tamper with the mecha control system.  However, he didn't know that this mecha also had an internal monitoring system.

    When hundreds of electronic mechas were monitoring and communicating with Fatty's [Holy Sword] 18 at the same time, Fatty was still ignorant of this, until Rhett's voice appeared in his ears, and he realized that,  In the enemy's command system that he invaded, there was an image of himself driving a mech!

    Rhett said: "It turned out to be you!!!"

    After the fatty reacted, he sucked his mouth into a small cherry mouth immediately, and said anxiously to his eyes: "It's not me!"

    Naturally, such a distinction is useless.  His face has been exposed in broad daylight.  This made the fat man extremely sad and indignant.  After finding out the camera of the internal control system and crushing it, the fat man burst into tears.

    There is no way to pass this day.

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