Under the gaze of everyone, Fatty quickly opened the mecha and connected a communicator removed from the enemy mecha to the line. A few minutes later, he unlocked the identification code and sent a communication request to the enemy's headquarters.

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"Chief of Staff!" A staff officer in the Northern Alliance Headquarters suddenly stood up: "Enemy Commander, please speak to you."

Ferler, who was leaning on the electronic sand table and discussing the battle situation with his staff, was stunned for a moment. He straightened up and turned to look at the staff officer who was looking at him from a distance, looking a little confused and at a loss. From the face of the staff officer.

, he was sure that this was not a joke.

Fairler slowly buttoned up the discipline button, put on the hat given by the adjutant, and pulled the hem of his uniform. As a military strategist, he respects every enemy who can fight with him on an equal footing. After doing all this,

He strode to the central console communication screen where the staff was located.

On the screen, a fat man with tears streaming down his face was looking at himself seriously.

"Are you the commander of the Northern Alliance forces and the maker of all combat plans?" The fat man on the screen had several grooves on his dirty face with snot and tears, and there was still some unknown substance left in the corner of his mouth.

Even though the other party's face was dirty, Fairler still recognized at a glance the top leader of the bandit army whom he had just re-read the information on, Hero Lelei, Tian Xingjian.

"I am! Kevin Fairler!"

Fairler's cold face did not reveal any look of contempt, even though his opponent was in such a sorry state.

War is a game for men, but also for wise men. Even if they are life-and-death opponents, it will not affect the subtle respect between two commanders with intelligence beyond ordinary people.

This is a hero cherishing a hero!

"I don't care who you are!" The fat man wiped his tears, wiped his nose, and spat at Fairler: "Bah!... You are worthy of playing calculations with me.

Wash it clean and wait! Bastard!"

The screen flashed and the picture disappeared.

The fat man cut off the communication cleanly.
Chapter completed!