Chapter 294 The End of the Desert

The battlefield of Yang Huiji and [Laco] was independent, and the two were fighting like a duel, without anyone to disturb them.

[Laco] kept gliding, and the double beam cannon on its back kept firing, and the green beam locked Yang Huiji at a tricky angle.

Yang Huiji had no shield and no anti-beam coating, so he didn't dare to take the power of the beam cannon head-on. He could only dance on the sand, dangerously avoiding the fatal beam, and at the same time, the heavy machine gun fired back.

However, [Laco]'s mobility was better than [Jin], and all the 76mm bullets fell on the desert, splashing a little sand.

"Good skills." Aisha Trein praised. She knew that she could fight [Jin] and [Laco] for so long, and even launch a counterattack to threaten them. No one had this skill.

"Haha, are all the teenagers now monsters? If it weren't for the machine body restricting him, we might be killed instantly, right?" Andre Bartfield sighed with cold sweat.

"You look very happy, Andy."

"Of course, this is the battle that warriors dream of!"

Yang Hui is not Kira. Aisha Triin did not tease Andre Bartfield, and Andre Bartfield did not feel pain.

Kira felt confused and painful about the battle, and was very kind. He could stand up bravely at the critical moment, so Andre Bartfield liked Kira very much and did not want to fight him.

But Yang Hui was different. He could feel that Yang Hui's awareness was the heart that a warrior should have. Both sides gambled everything, the awareness of life and death.

When dealing with a warrior, you must respond with all your strength, so as not to insult the other party's awareness, even if the other party is an enemy.

At this moment, Yang Hui's machine suddenly paused and showed his back to [Laco].

"Is the machine at its limit? What a pity, brother!"

[Laco] seized the opportunity, stopped and accelerated, and rushed towards Yang Hui's machine. The beam sword in the wolf's mouth unfolded, and the brilliant blade was like the sickle of the god of death, trying to cut Yang Hui's machine in half.

Unexpectedly, just as [Laco] approached Yang Huiji, Yang Huiji suddenly turned around, as if he was tripped and fell to one side, and the muzzle of the heavy machine gun almost touched [Laco]'s head.

"What..."

The survival instinct of human beings made Andre Bartfeld subconsciously pull the joystick, and [Laco] fell in the other direction.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Swish~!"

When the two machines were about to fall and miss each other, the heavy machine gun spewed out fierce flames, all hitting the double beam cannon behind [Laco], and even left a bullet hole on the right hind leg.

Similarly, although the angle of [Laco] was offset, it still cut off Yang Huiji's left hand and left leg together with the heavy machine gun.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Uh~!"

"Ah~!"

The beam cannon exploded, and the violent vibration even caused arcs and thick smoke to burst out in the cockpit. After rolling on the yellow sand for several rounds, it stabilized its body.

Yang Huiji's situation was also very bad. The earth was not the universe. If he lost a leg, he would lose 90% of his combat power. Although he could barely stand on one leg, it was difficult to maintain balance.

But Yang Huiji had not given up the fight. He drew out the heavy slashing knife with his remaining right hand and aimed it at [Laco].

"Andy, we will lose."

[Laco] was in much better condition than [Jin]. Although one leg was broken and the beam cannon was gone, it could still maintain 70% of its mobility, and the beam sword in its mouth was deadly enough.

But years of experience and the feeling of fighting told Aisha Trein that she could not fight anymore. If she continued to fight, she would definitely lose.

"Yes, we are going to lose."

After saying that, Andre Bartfeld immediately contacted the Lesseps.

"Dagosta."

"Here."

"Issue the abandon ship order."

"Captain?"

"The victory or defeat has been decided. Gather the remaining forces, retreat to Banadia, and contact Gibraltar."

"Captain!..." Dagosta heard Andre Bartfeld's determination and was about to object when the communication was cut off.

"You should also escape, Aisha. This is the last chance."

"Your memory has become worse, Andy. I told you that it would be better for me to die here than to escape alone."

"Really? You are also a fool."

"Hehe, you said I was a good woman before."

"Ahaha, I was wrong, then... just accompany me!"

Andre Bartfield shouted, his expression became fanatical, and [Laco] rushed towards Yang Hui's plane.

"Still want to fight? Then I will also respond to you with all my strength, [Desert Tiger]."

The expression on his face disappeared, and his eyes were filled with colorful streams, as if the world around him had completely quieted down. There was no explosion, no bombardment, no shouting, no screaming, and Yang Hui only had [Laco] in his eyes.

The light of the beam sword filled the screen of the cockpit. At the critical moment, Yang Hui's plane exerted force on one foot and jumped up, and the heavy slashing knife in his right hand fell fiercely.

"Puff~!"

"Swish~!"

Sparks flew, fragments flew, and the engine oil was like blood spilling all over the golden desert.

The heavy knife was inserted into the back, and [Laco] rushed out a distance. The light beam and the light of the main camera went out, and fell softly to the ground.

Yang Huiji fell to the ground. Even though the desert was as soft as a woman's hand, the remaining upper body touched the desert and was scattered and turned into fragments on the ground.

"Squeak~"

[Lakou]'s cockpit door opened, and the couple walked out with support, looking in the direction of [Jean] in trance.

"I won..."

"Well, I won. I didn't expect... Haha, I lost again."

Both Andre Butterfield and Elsa Tryin had a dreamlike feeling. They both thought they would lose or even die, but they didn't expect that it was this desperate belief that allowed them to survive.

"No, I won, you lost."

"Varied……"

The two men suddenly turned around, only to see Yang Hui pointing a gun at them. Although he was embarrassed and his left hand was hanging softly, his eyes were bright, with the excitement and joy of victory.

"I'm curious why I'm here instead of there?" He couldn't use his other hand, so he could only raise his chin and point at the wreckage of [Jean] beside him.

"You're not going to jump off the plane midway, are you?"

"How do you think your left hand was broken?"

That's right, just when the two planes passed each other, Yang Hui made a crazy decision and jumped out of the cockpit. Although the softness of the sand provided a buffer, he still broke his left arm and endured the pain. , Yang Hui had already ran to [Lakou] before the two left the cockpit.

"Hahahaha...you are really brave!"

"So, are you convinced?" Yang Hui asked.

"..." Andre Butterfield was silent, while Elsa Tryin held her lover's hand with a gentle smile on her face. They were one body and would bear everything together.

"Shoot." Andre Butterfield said to Yang Hui with a serious expression. "The battle will only stop when one side dies."

"OK."

"Bang~!"

Andre Butterfield watched stupidly as Aisha Tryin opened her arms in front of him, and also saw Yang Hui raising the muzzle of his gun and pointing it at the sky.

"Haha, you seem to be scared by me." Yang Hui smiled and threw the gun away.

"What...what do you mean?" Andre Butterfield asked.

"Still the same question, are you convinced?" Yang Hui asked again.

The couple was stunned for a moment, recalling what Yang Hui said to them when they were at his house: "I personally prefer to beat the opponent, once is not enough, just twice. After beating the opponent and letting the other person worship you, that is the best." Good practice.”

But now, the two of them are not allowed to admit that Yang Hui did it and kept his word.

"Hahaha, I'm convinced! I'm totally convinced! This guy is really interesting! Hahahaha..."

"So, you two, are you interested in changing jobs?"

"I'm sorry, little brother, I have to live up to your good intentions again."

Andre Butterfield decisively refused. He knew that Yang Hui was helping them. After all, the encirclement and suppression failed and they suffered heavy losses. They lost the pilot [Lakou] to [Jean]. No matter what, they would be punished by the above. , and may even go to court-martial.

But now that [Lakou] has been destroyed, they can fake the appearance that they died in the battle, and then accept Yang Hui's solicitation to change their identity and go to live in Orb. Moreover, under the leadership of a person like Yang Hui, they can be popular and drink spicy food. Down.

But he still refused, because he was not a man who ran away. He had failed and he deserved the punishment. Even if it was a military court, he would go on to do it.

Moreover, PLANT is his country and his home, and it is impossible to betray him.

"Well, that's a shame."

Unexpectedly, if Andre Butterfield agreed like this, Yang Hui would be a little disappointed.

However... not accepting his recruitment does not mean that we will not be able to fight together in the future. In the future, Tiger will be a general under Lux.

"Brother, I have always been curious. You have frequent contact with both the Earth Army and PLANT. What is your purpose?" Andre Butterfield asked.

"Protect Orb."

"Really?"

"real."

"..." Looking at Yang Hui's quick and sincere eyes, Andre Butterfield judged that it was true.

"Haha, then I wish you success. If we meet again next time... we may not be able to see each other again."

"Who knows what will happen in the future, but it's time for you to go."

"Yes." It was time for the couple to leave, because the people from the Archangel and [Desert Dawn] were coming in this direction, "I look forward to our next meeting, little brother."

"I am looking forward too."

The two sides separated and left in different directions. The directions of progress were completely opposite, but they would not be branch lines. One day in the future, the winding roads would intersect again.

Yang Hui faced the bright sun and walked slowly towards his companions who greeted him. His shadow was stretched until the end of the desert.