Yuri quietly climbed out of the mud pond. After all, being buried in the stinking mud pond for half a day and a night was not so pleasant.



While in the mud pond, Yuri knew that he was in big trouble this time.



Imperial mechas, transport vehicles, and soldiers were constantly shuttling and mobilizing back and forth in the jungle. It seemed that the Imperial Army was going to be stationed here until the end of the war.



They even opened up a small piece of land in the open space in the forest as an airport for super - small transport ships to land.



The troops were continuously gathering here, and the supplies were piled up like a mountain.



Even with his toes, the fat man could figure out that the federal troops must have retreated to the second line of defense. Maybe the Sujiang Bridge had already been blown up by the federal troops.



Although he was in the mud pond, the fat man had the ability to figure out what kind of troops the Imperial Army had stationed here and how large this force was just by listening to the sounds. This was also his only pastime while hiding in the mud pond. Yuri motionlessly "observed" this damn Imperial Army.



During this day and night, this Imperial Army had been attacked twice by the federal air force. However, probably because they were well - hidden, their supplies and troops didn't suffer too much loss.



But as the Imperial air force gradually strengthened the air interception, nothing that made Yuri happy happened in this jungle anymore. Camouflaging himself as a large mud ball in the grass, the fat man's mind was constantly turning.



"Damn it! If this continues, I will either be discovered and killed or starve to death."



If it weren't for the patriotic education he had received since childhood, the fear of being tortured, and his reluctance to part with his villa and flying car on the capital star, the fat man would almost want to walk over directly and be captured by the Imperial Army.



"Anyway, I have to escape from here." The fat man thought fiercely in his heart: "If the situation remains the same, I'm afraid I will be beaten to pieces before I can run out of this forest."



After thinking about it, the fat man had no idea. It seemed that the good thing of escaping smoothly without taking risks would not happen to him.



As a reconnaissance soldier, in such a situation, one would generally take methods such as assassinating enemy commanders, blowing things up, camouflaging, guiding missiles for the air force to lock onto targets, and poisoning water sources to create chaos and survive in the chaos.



But for the fat man, these were too dangerous, and he almost didn't want to think about them.



Assassinate the commander? If the commander died, Yuri would also die.



Blow things up? If the supplies exploded, he would lose his life too.

Camouflage as the enemy? Was he watching a movie?



The fat man could speak a few words of the Imperial language and had also overheard the password, but what if he couldn't find suitable clothes? Usually, when the fat man bought clothes, he had to go to stores that specialized in selling large - size clothes.



Guide for the air force? Were the few broken planes of the Federation still surviving? Well, even if it was an ace pilot, how easy was it to break through the blockade of the Imperial air force?



Poison the water source? The fat man was just a mechanical maintenance soldier, not a special forces soldier with a treasure - like bag full of everything. Where was the poison?



The fat man felt that his head was about to explode. He was in a dilemma.



"Damn it! Just do it!" Once forced into a desperate situation, the fat man's bachelor - like temperament emerged again.



Yuri didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.



Just as he had made up his mind and was cheering himself up, a tall and strong Imperial soldier escorted two federal prisoners into the jungle. They just passed by the fat man.



This was a once - in - a - lifetime opportunity. Seeing that there was no one around, in a rush of impulse, without thinking too much, the fat man jumped up.



With a quick movement of his hands, there was a light sound, and the Imperial soldier's head was forcibly turned around. The whole person fell down like a broken rag doll with its neck twisted into a twist by a child. For the first time killing someone, it was not that simple for the fat man.



He reversed his hand and inserted a dagger into the unlucky soldier's throat, and then gave a knee strike, hitting the Imperial soldier's crotch hard.



When putting the body down, he still gave the hapless soldier a butt - end of the gun on the head uneasily, and then dragged the body into the grass like stealing a chicken.



All this took less than five seconds.



The fat man's legs were trembling non - stop, and his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out.



He had killed someone. This was really a life - and - death matter.

These few swift movements left the two prisoners dumbfounded.

Two female prisoners.



One was a pilot, and the other was a medical soldier.

They were as beautiful as flowers.



The fat man couldn't care less about these two stunned female soldiers at this time. Shamelessly, this scoundrel quickly stripped himself naked and changed into the Imperial soldier's clothes.



The two federal female soldiers felt that they were about to go crazy.

What kind of monster was this fat and white guy?