Ultra-dimensional Warfare

Sandstorms happen from time to time in the desert.

For this sudden sandstorm, the refugee liberation front hidden in the underground base under the sand dunes is not worried about it.

Having lived here for a long time, they have not experienced sandstorms hundreds of times, but dozens of them. Compared to when I first came here, I could only passively stay on the surface and try my best to resist the sandstorm. Now I can stay on the underground base, drink coffee leisurely, and talk about funny things.

The convoy gradually pulled out of the underground passage on the side.

When the guard sitting aside saw the convoy, he immediately threw away the cigarette **** in his hand and stood up straight to pay tribute to the car in the convoy with the instructor.

Amid the roar of the engine, the convoy gradually moved away and disappeared into the depths of this underground base.

"The instructor is back. Go and tell the comrades."

The news from the guard spread across the entire underground base like a whirlwind, and also reached the ears of the woman who was staying in a certain room of the base.

"He finally came back."

The woman looked up at the underground base outside the window and couldn't help muttering.

And the instructor who is the central figure doesn't know all of this, but even if he knows, he won't think there is anything.

This situation, for him as the instructor, is no longer normal.

"Instructor, the journey has been hard. The room is ready for you. Please take a rest first, and what about your plans?" In front of the instructor who got out of the car, a tall and straight middle-aged man dressed in attendant costumes and a serious expression The man bowed slightly.

The instructor shook his head slightly and waved his hand: "No, this is not the time to rest. Let everyone come to see me. Now, maybe it is a critical moment for our refugee liberation front."

"Yes. I'll do it right away." The middle-aged man nodded and replied respectfully.

However, before the middle-aged man walked away a few steps, a roar suddenly came.

"boom!!!"

The roar was also mixed with the dust that continued to fall from the dome and the increasingly violent vibrations.

"what!"

"what happened!!"

"Quick! Quickly figure out what is going on!!!"

The violent vibration from the ground and the dust falling faster and faster, the shock that almost made thinking unable to function normally is sweeping all the people in this underground base like a frenzy.

Suddenly, screams, shouts, and the roar of the roaring car engine frantically wrapped around the sky above this underground base.

The instructor lowered his body and tried his best to maintain the center of gravity in the violent vibration.

I saw him pull over the middle-aged man who fell to the side and shouted: "Quick! Let's go to the command center!"

"Yes, yes! Instructor." The middle-aged man nodded quickly, gritted his teeth and stood up amidst the ground shaking.

"Instructor!!" As the instructor stood up and headed to the command center with the middle-aged man, the girl Auriel, whose whole body was lying on the ground, stretched out her right hand to the instructor. "Instructor, I will go too!!"

However, after the instructor's body paused, he turned his head and rejected the girl's request mercilessly.

"Auriel, you can't go to the command center. You go to find, you go to Katia."

"Director!!"

In the girl's astonishment, the figure of the instructor and the middle-aged man, accompanied by several guards who stood up again, quickly disappeared to the back of the building.

Maybe it's a coincidence,

After the instructor and others left, the earthquake-like vibration disappeared.

If it were not for the dust that was constantly scattered on the dome, perhaps the shock just now was just a dream.

The girl slowly stood up, silently watching the direction where the instructor had left for a while, then gradually turned around and ran towards the underground base somewhere.

As the instructor and others hurried to the command center, the tense atmosphere hovered over the command center for a long time.

The initiator of the tension was the huge figure that was played on the main screen.

I saw,

In the yellow sand in the sky,

That figure stood in the sandstorm like the darkness where the ancients existed here,

Even the dust storm enough to swallow all life can't erase its existence.

In the endless dust of the powder, a cold light penetrated the block of the dust and projected straight toward the direction of the underground base.

This is an invitation to fight!

Although the instructor didn't know the true identity of this black shadow, he used to be a guard very well that the black shadow that saw the sandstorm as nothing was sending him an invitation to fight.

"Is it the United Nations or the United States?" The instructor moved his head and asked, looking at the intelligence controller sitting in front of the computer.

"I'm sorry! Instructor! There is no information about this machine in our information database!" The intelligence control officer's complexion was ugly, but he continued: "The shock just now was caused by its attack. ."

The intelligence controller paused, and after swallowing saliva, he said palely: "Before that, none of the three lines of defense we deployed around the base had issued warning signals."

"That is to say, it slipped in under the sandstorm?" The instructor frowned.

"Perhaps. But our three lines of defense have been carefully set up. The current sandstorm, which is not too high, cannot make our line of defense invalid." The intelligence control personnel retorted loudly.

"Really?" The instructor didn't mean to blame the intelligence control personnel. "Are there still tactical planes in the base?"

"Yes. The Freedom Squad is on standby."

"Let them attack! And, let them be careful. We don't know the depth of the enemy." Although the instructor knew that the dark shadow was inviting him to fight, he had already learned it because of his high position for many years. Mingzhe's reason to protect oneself. He didn't dare to take risks easily.

Soon, under the coordination of the command center, the standby Freedom Team rushed out of this underground base.

Under the cover of the yellow sand in the sky, he quickly surrounded the black shadow. Obviously, this is a strategy of fighting more with less. Perhaps this is also the cautious performance of the Freedom Team towards unknown targets.

The instructor silently watched the sandstorm on the screen that suddenly became more and more violent. For some reason, his heart did not relax a little due to the attack of the Freedom Squad, but it became heavier.

At this time, the violent sandstorm concealed the camera placed in the concealed place, and at the same time swallowed the tactical aircraft squad.

All of a sudden, apart from the shot of yellow sand in the sky, only the response sound of the data returned by the tactical aircraft that was monitored in real time through the data link was constantly ringing.

"Didi..."

In this rhythmic reminder, silence fell quietly.

Suddenly, an exclamation tore through the silence.

"Delete, eliminate, the Freedom Squad is all annihilated!!"

"What?" Exclaimed in disbelief. The members of the Freedom Squad are the most elite tactical aircraft guards in this underground base. Due to the particularity of the refugee's liberation front, there are not many tactical aircraft and equipment. Therefore, every guard is a precious combat power on the liberation front, and even more valuable talent. Under such circumstances, it was completely wiped out? !

"What's the matter?" The instructor stubbornly held the railing in front of him with both hands and asked loudly.

Since the camera was obscured by the yellow sand in the sky, they could not know the situation of the Freedom Squad. Even if the Freedom Squad was determined to be wiped out through the signal, it is impossible to know how they were wiped out.

"No, I don't know! The signal from Freedom Squad just now was fine! Suddenly, all the signals were disconnected!"

"all of a sudden?!"

"Yes! Only about one to two seconds."

The instructor took two steps back, his eyes burst out for a while, and he watched the dust storm that had become thinner again. There, the black figure that existed as long as the ancients was still standing there.

This time, there was something more under its feet.

"Freedom Team!!" Exclamation sounded one after another.

There is no doubt that the thing under Sombra's feet is from the tactical plane piloted by the Freedom Squad.

I saw the lightning sparks of wild snakes dancing on the broken limbs. In the flickering light, the instructor could even see the scars that would appear after a tragic blow.

"Prepare a tactical plane!! The opponent's target is me!!" The instructor gritted his teeth and said every word.

"Instructor, no! You must evacuate right away!! Here we are here to stop!!" As soon as the instructor's words were uttered, it immediately attracted everyone's opposition.

The instructor slapped the table sharply, and sternly shouted: "Stop talking! The other party's goal is me! From the beginning, the other party has been sending me an invitation signal. If I don't face the battle, the other party may chase after me. Chase me until I die!!"

"Director!!!"

"Quick! Get ready for the tactical aircraft!!" The instructor made a decisive decision and ordered again without denying it!

The sandstorm, howling.

As the huge gate leading to the underground base gradually opened,

A black painted MIG-21, holding a huge shield in his left hand and an assault gun in his right, rushed into the sandstorm amidst the roar of the engine.

At the same time, the black figure also walked out of the sandstorm, showing his true face in front of the instructor.

Except for the exposed head, the whole body was wrapped in a cold black metal shell.

When this mysterious machine stepped forward and came to the MIG-21 driven by the instructor, the icy black metal shell gradually opened and moved away from both sides, and finally closed behind the mysterious machine body. A pair of black wings.

"This... is not a tactical machine!!!" The instructor was taken aback after seeing the true face of the black machine stepping out of the yellow sand in the sky. But in the next moment, a strange and familiar female voice suddenly sounded in the communication channel.

After hearing this voice clearly, the instructor's face showed an extremely complex emotion uncontrollably. There is fear, hatred, and resistance, but more fear.

"Of course. The Venerable Gundam is not comparable to those tattered tactical aircraft. It's been a long time! Cute little sheep." She said.

"You, you are Beatrice of the Werewolf Battalion!!!" A name that once made the instructor extremely scared appeared in the instructor's mind like lightning tearing through the sky.

"Haha! Are you still very clever? Little Sheep Theodor Eberbach."

The black body hugged its chest with both hands and stood tall and straight on the sand dunes. The light-weight posture made the instructor feel a burst of pressure and deep-rooted fear.

Correct! It was as terrifying as the fear he felt when he was tied to a stool when he was arrested and was tortured to extract a confession.

The instructor gritted his teeth and roared: "Aren't you dead? Beatrice!! Is your soul still playing with people's hearts?!!!"

"Hehe. Alice is not dead yet, how could I die? Little Sheep."

"Alice?" The instructor was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized what. "Captain! You never want to hurt the captain!"

The instructor roared and exploded.

After learning that the enemy in front of her was the former Captain Beatrice of the Werewolf Battalion, she dispelled the fear in order to protect Captain Alice Tina, exploded with all her strength, and launched a fierce attack on the enemy.

The assault gun was roaring, and the sharp shells pierced the yellow sand in the sky, rushing towards the black body in front of them with looming flames.

However, this seemingly mighty offensive did not yield results.

I saw that the pair of wings gathered behind the black body opened again, wrapped the body in it, and blocked all the incoming shells with a hard shell.

"boom···"

"boom···"

"boom···"

This is when the instructor found that the armor-piercing projectile did not work, and decisively replaced it with a blasting projectile.

However, the result is still the same.

Even if there were explosions, or even the instructor deliberately attacked the black body's head, the result was still the same.

"The momentum is good. But the strength is still a bit weak." The joking voice sounded, and it continued to echo in the instructor's ears as it did in the past, constantly evoking the fearful and unbearable meeting in the instructor's heart.

"Ah ah ah ah ah..."

The instructor kept yelling, and the speed at which his hands were clasped kept accelerating.

Armor-piercing bullets,

Blasting bombs,

As long as the ammunition equipped on the MIG-21 was replaced by the instructor, it was all directed towards the black body, and the Venerable Gundam poured over.

In the face of the storm-like attack, the black body, no, Venerable Gundam just stood in the same position protected by the wings, passively accepting the attack from MIG-21 like a target.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

"Dididi..."

Finally, all the ammunition on the MIG-21 was emptied.

In the constant screaming alarm, the instructor violently discarded the assault gun in MIG-21's hand, drew out the dagger, held the shield high, and rushed towards the Venerable Gundam with the engine fully opened.

Due to the mid-to-short range movement used to ensure the attack effect of the explosive bombs, the distance between MIG-21 and Venerable Gundam is not too far. Under the full burst, MIG-21 rushed to Venerable in no time. In front of Gundam, he violently waved the dagger in his hand and pierced it towards the neck of Venerable Gundam.

Seeing that the sharp dagger was about to stab the Venerable Gundam's neck, MIG-21's seemingly unstoppable attack was suddenly stopped.

The right arm holding the dagger was actually firmly caught by the left hand of Venerable Gundam.

In the crashing sound of metals colliding with each other, the female voice that made the instructor extremely frightened sounded again.

"Good performance! The little sheep finally has a pair of small horns. Not bad! This made me change my mind! In order to complete your plan, you, Theodor Eberbach, why don't you die again! Just like in other worlds? Those "you" are average!"