I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 64 Lieutenant, your mission is complete.
The corn cannon has an extremely long range.

The rebel army's temporary command post was nearly hit by a bullet, which frightened them so much that they quickly retreated five miles to the rear.

They looked at the pink figure, their faces blank, utterly devastated, leaving only empty gazes and silent questions.

Is this right? !

Do you even remember that you're just a second-generation beast-type mech?!
How could you act like a heavily armed fortress?!

My God! Damn it, the cunning Federal military has hidden a deadly weapon!
“I remember now! I once heard an Imperial major complain that the Federation City sent a secret weapon to Miluo Star and destroyed a secret Imperial base. The Federation soldiers in the Sixth Nova Ring all called him the Insect God!”

Another rebel officer looked grave: "I've also heard from Lisa of the Iron Meteor Armed Regiment that they were attacked by a pink beetle mech. The opponent is terrifying, extremely powerful, and prefers to fight alone."

Case solved.

This pink beetle mech, which appeared like a god descending from the heavens and whose origins are unknown, is the Federation's secret weapon that once appeared on Miluo Star.

Ha, shameless and despicable federal military!

The rebels became increasingly cautious about the pink beetle mechs.

The enemy's weapons had a range far exceeding their expectations, forcing the insurgents to retreat from the high ground they had already occupied and return to a safe distance of more than ten kilometers.

When the various federal support forces arrived at the Grand Canyon with heavy hearts, the scene before them left everyone bewildered.

The communicator crackled with a tense, urgent voice from command: "What's the situation at the Grand Canyon? Are there any survivors? Is the pink mech... still alive?"

The commander of the 7th Division, who had been fighting tooth and nail with the rebels, looked at the gleaming pink mechs that were arrogantly unleashing their firepower, then turned to look at his own miserable troops, his expression complicated.

"The situation is difficult to describe in words. You'll have to see for yourselves."

Real-time battlefield footage was transmitted to the federal command.

The commander looked bewildered, as if he wanted to say something, but could only leave half his mouth hanging open, like an unfinished painting.

this……

Is it reasonable for a single mech to overwhelm an entire rebel army?
If this footage hadn't been transmitted from the 7th Division, the commander would have definitely thought it was an enemy plot.

Commander of the 7th Division: "Reporting, sir, please issue the latest instructions."

At this moment, if the 7th Division rushes forward, will the pink beetle mech feel that the 7th Division is stealing its credit?

It seems that this great deity is fully capable of protecting the entire Grand Canyon by himself.

Other federal forces only need to block the insurgent troops that come to their aid.

The federal commander was about to berate the 7th Division commander for being out of his mind, but then he remembered that Lin Xiaohe was sitting in the pink mecha.

Perhaps Lin Xiaohe wants to make a great contribution and run for student council after entering the Central Military Academy?
"Can you contact the pink mecha?"

7th Division Commander: "Okay, we brought anti-jamming equipment."

The commander's eyes darted around: "Go ask her if she wants to rest for a bit?"

The commander of the 7th Division had a sudden inspiration and actually pulled the command post and the expert into a group chat.

Whoever comes up with the idea is responsible for asking the questions.

The commander, who had been tricked, took a deep breath and asked in a gentle voice, a tone he had never used before in his life.

"Lieutenant Lin, your mission is successfully completed. Do you wish to continue fighting in the Grand Canyon, or would you like to return to Planet Bird first?"

Lin Xiaohe was almost in tears.

Her skill points, her star coins, and her sweetness! Lin Xiaohe looked exhausted and said in a hoarse voice, "Reporting, sir, my ammunition is running out. Requesting to return to the unit."

The commander of the 7th Division was deeply shocked and felt a pang of sadness.

This is the soldier of the Federation, the great god of the Federation! Even when she was short of ammunition, she never retreated a single step!
How touching! What a spirit worthy of praise!

The commander of the 7th Division said resolutely, "Lieutenant Lin, please rest assured, even if the last man of our 7th Division dies, we will defend the Grand Canyon to the death!"

Commander...

You really don't see the command center.

The commander coughed twice and gave the order: "Lieutenant Lin, someone will be coming to pick you and the surviving soldiers up shortly and evacuate you from the Grand Canyon. The Federation thanks you for your bloody battle."

Lin Xiaohe breathed a sigh of relief. Sweetie would be forced to shut down soon, and the Five-Star Matrix would also become ineffective, greatly reducing her combat power. There was really no need for her to stay on the battlefield any longer.

"Yes, sir. The examinees near the hiding spots also need to be evacuated."

The commander of the 7th Division volunteered: "Lieutenant Lin, leave this small matter to us."

……

On the transport ship, Lin Xiaohe received an unprecedentedly warm welcome.

The soldiers on the ship lined up the best nutrient solutions and e-cigarettes and placed them in front of Lin Xiaohe, letting her choose whatever she wanted.

With a rag in one hand and a mecha-specific cleaner in the other, Eber's eyes gleamed with fervor as he carefully wiped the pink mecha.

"Eber, we're here to help you." The candidates from the Fifth Star Ring were extremely envious.

"No, no, no, I can manage on my own!" Eber resolutely refused.

He loves cleaning mechs; he could clean them forever!
The candidates from the Fifth Star Ring lowered their heads in disappointment.

An opportunity was once presented to them, but they did not cherish it.

They only regret it when they lose it. There is nothing more painful in the world than this.

If God could give them another chance, they would definitely cling to Lin Xiaohe's leg the moment they met!
"Ahem, well... I mean..." Weasley slowly moved to Lin Xiaohe's side, awkwardly managing to squeeze out a thank you!
Lin Xiaohe was truly exhausted; her eyelids were drooping. "If you want to express your gratitude..."

“I know, just transfer the money!” Weasley swiped his finger, and 100 million Star Coins were transferred to Lin Xiaohe’s account.

Weasley muttered to himself, "You're so capable and kind-hearted, why do you pretend to be such a money-grubber? If it were my brother Hal, he wouldn't care about me. Let me tell you, my life is worth more than a million dollars. Waiting for my mother to come..."

Weasley stopped talking, and Lin Xiaohe in front of him had already fallen asleep in her seat.

Her hair was sticky and matted against her small face, making her look disheveled.

But no one at the scene thought she looked bad.

Because these are medals of honor from the battlefield.

Everyone tacitly moved gently, hoping to make her sleep more peacefully.

Anyone who has experienced battle knows how wonderful it is to get a good night's sleep after a war.

Weasley silently stayed by Lin Xiaohe's side.

At this moment, in his heart, the figure of the adult he once admired had been replaced by Lin Xiaohe, who was piloting the pink Beetle mecha.

(End of this chapter)