The monkey version system in Zongman Mecha

Marseilleu found that the 501 Air Regiment had a strange aura, and the witches of the base avoided her no matter what she did, and ran away with an embarrassed smile once asked.

This kind of life made the "heartthrob" Marseilleu angry, but fortunately, in less than two days, the patience passed.

The Maltese Raiders combined forces with the Mediterranean fleets of Karlsland, Britannia, and Romagna, while the Adriatic Fleet and the Roman Adriatic Fleet were on alert to the enemy from the Gulf of Venice.

The 501st Aviation Regiment, which was the main combat force, was able to give free rein to the attack.

When the 501st Air Regiment joined the fleet with a jet Valkyrie Strike and full armor and heavy equipment, they were greeted not with cheers, but with a stunned audience.

In the words of an artilleryman, it is... Captain, this is an alien super-tech unit, right? Can I shoot them down?

"This is the Hood, the flagship of the Combined Fleet of the United Forces, and I am Vice Admiral Summerwell, may I ask the number of the Witch Team who escorted us."

"We are the 501st Combat Aviation Regiment, and I am the commander of the aviation regiment, Mina, Your Excellency, Lieutenant General".

"Forgive me, you are stronger than you think".

"You will not be disappointed".

"Looking forward to your next performance".

While Mina was communicating with Vice Admiral Samowell, Marseilleu had already entered the servant-class submarine and was waiting to sneak in, but she didn't have that chance.

"Announcement, enter the range of 5,000 meters, and the operation of the unified 501 combat aviation regiment begins!

"Roger!"

"Lock countdown for 3 seconds, 2, 1, 0 launch!"

"Whoosh ~~~~~"

The sailors of the Combined Fleet at sea watched in amazement as the "shooting star" flew towards the enemy on the island of Malta, and five seconds later, the alien armor flickered with fire.

When the explosion was over, everyone looked at the Alien Army fortress Sparta in front of them.

In just one round of attacks, most of the copper wall and iron wall shield that had little effect in the battleship's salvo was broken, and a bewitching core floating in the air blinded a titanium alloy dog's eye.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a blue arc of lightning crossed the sky over the Combined Fleet, which was the accurate fire of Line's cannon, and before everyone could come to their senses, the core of the alien army had been shattered, and a "holy feather" was scattered all over the port of Malta.

"This is the unified 501 combat aviation regiment, the target is expelled, and it is returning".

"Very wonderful performance, everyone have a good trip".

"Have a nice trip, Your Excellency".

On the bridge of the Hood, the flagship of the Combined Fleet, Vice Admiral Samowell looked at the figure of the Witch with a look of amazement, such equipment is needed in the skies over Britannia.

There are not one or two people who think the same as Lieutenant General Samowell, but that has nothing to do with the witches of the 501 Air Regiment.

At this time, the witches were chatting excitedly about the exciting scene of the salvo just fired, and when the 68 meteors flew forward with tail flames, they themselves were dumbfounded.

"It's so beautiful! It's so exciting! I want to launch it!"

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that there are no enemies on the satellite surveillance site!"

"Isn't there a giant alien army lair?"

"It's too far!"

... The witches still wanted to try what they had just felt, but they seemed to have forgotten that some trouble was already on its way, and the figure in the distance was rapidly approaching.

"Wait!

Marseyu's voice was heard in the communication channel, and suddenly the expressions of the witches changed, and then one by one they subconsciously accelerated their speed and returned.

Marseilleu looked at the speed that was obviously a lot higher and was stunned and then gritted his teeth, this group of guys, still avoiding her, turned out to be unable to catch up with this... Hardeman, you give me a memory, damn it!

The witches ran away without conscience, leaving someone alone to bear the wrath of Marseilleu, after all, this matter needs to be explained to Marseillo, isn't it?

"Well, why don't you run?"

"Didn't they just let me stay and be questioned by you!"

"Your gear, detailed!"

"Combat Foot Jet Valkyrie Strike, 24 rounds of Magic Meteor Rocket Launcher on the back, 450 rounds of ammunition for the 20MM anti-aircraft gun with primary armament, and 800 rounds of ammunition for the 7.92MM elbow mount light machine gun with secondary armament".

“... Damn!~~ Why are the rockets so fast".

"Rockets have magical super-acceleration attached".

“... Bastard, what about anti-aircraft guns and light machine guns?"

"The anti-aircraft gun has magic lightning strikes and ballistics constant, and the light machine guns have magic blasts and ballistics constants".

“... What kind of bastard is this equipment, do you want other witch teams to live!"

"It's good, it's a nice piece of equipment, isn't it?"

“... That's for you guys!"

Along the way, Marseilleu was angry and invective, and most of the content was directed at the equipment maker, and it happened that someone was sprayed with "saliva" here.

Lin Nei Waterfall Khan can't report his identity, that will be even more miserable.

Back at the ADRIA island base of Gnaku, Marseilleu looked at the jet valkyrie fighting feet on the storage rack with envy and hatred, and those special equipment...

Marseilleu has found Mina.

"Lieutenant Colonel Mina, is it necessary for you to hide it like this? Am I being stingy?" said Marseilleu, who had deceived her so badly.

"Please calm down Captain Marseilleu", Mina smiled awkwardly, "The equipment we use was classified until today, and even your boss didn't know about it, so..."

"Then you don't have to hide from me, do you? I'm also a Karlsland soldier, and I don't know about the confidentiality agreement, so even if I see it, I'll talk nonsense everywhere?"

Marseilleu crossed his back with a look of distrust of your comrades.

"It's not that I'm afraid of someone who likes a challenge to compete, but the magic of the jet fighting foot is not so easy to replenish," Goert said seriously.

"Uh...", Marseilleu was slightly stunned, she might really ask for a competition if she didn't admit defeat, but...

"It's late, but don't you already know it now?" Erica said lazily, "Isn't your business quite busy?

"Hardeman~~~", Marseillo gritted his teeth and glared at Erica, "You wait for me, it's not over!"

Marseilleu left in a huff.

Watching the transport plane leave, the witches of the 501 Air Regiment breathed a sigh of relief, and finally delayed until the time for the eldest lady to leave, and that kind of domineering personality couldn't even stand Fangjia, a "star chaser".

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