"The Iron 4 squadron is ready to storm the enemy's defenses. ”

"Ulla!"

"Nickel 1 Squadron reports! Blocked by strong enemy fire, it asked for cover to retreat...... Zizi ......"

"Oh, let's hope we're not too late. Yunakin said.

"Yes, you're not late, Master Chief. The captain of the Iron 4 Squadron walked up to them and held out his hand.

"Lieutenant Hank. Yunakin and Frost saluted politely, and then the captain shook his hand, "I've heard that the Southern Union have blocked us with walls. ”

"Yes, the walls, that sounds ridiculous. The lieutenant told them the situation as he waved his hand to let the team move forward, "The Southern Union has set up several mobile ramparts to form a great wall, separating the bay area from the inner city, I am afraid they want to hold the dock." ”

"Whatever they want, they're going to be out of place soon," Unakin said, "and the mobile ramparts are the reason my squad is here." Frost, show the lieutenant the weapons provided by the technical department. ”

Fross nodded, and unloaded a heavy launcher from his back, which looked slightly different. The first half of the dispenser is an orbital structure inlaid with crystals, the sight on the upper rail is a strange cuboid, and there is a code for an experimental weapon on the left side.

"I can't see that this is a ruthless character, but as long as it can help us get through the current situation. ”

"We also have a member of the crew responsible for annihilating enemy aerial gunboats and covering your squadron. ”

"This is Delta 3, and the enemy gunboat has been spotted. ”

Lieutenant Hank nodded in satisfaction.

"Sir, meet the enemy at eleven o'clock!" shouted the ATEF conscription in front of him, and he could be heard clearly even without a communicator.

"Show them the courage to be a soldier of the Luo League!"

"Ulla!"

Shots rang out, and Frost immediately threw himself into battle. The enemy comes out of the mobile ramparts after defeating the previous friendly forces, either as reconnaissance units or as they want to prepare to close the defensive line.

He infiltrated the building on the left side of the street, where the AAX-07 fire platform of the Iron 4 Squadron had almost torn down the façade of the first floor of the building, while the yelling levies continued to attack the enemy hiding behind cover. They relied on the GS-91's resilience to boldly approach the enemy from an open area, while their teammates' fire suppressed their targets.

It's brute force at all, Frost thought, and it saves him a lot of effort. No one wanted to risk attacking an enemy in a sinister position, and leaving it alone to swagger and live targets, Frost only had to kill the Southern Union soldiers who were shooting at friendly forces, and the rest was someone else's business.

The brutal offensive of the Iron 4 Squadron and the technology that crushed the Southern Union Army made this enemy team quickly collapse, and their arrogance became even more arrogant.

"Ula!" the ATEF conscripts roared, pursuing the retreating Confederate forces and rushing forward in droves, unbelieving the danger ahead. The enemy soldiers in ambush on both sides of the street appeared, attacking them with machine guns and missile launchers, and the soldiers of the 4th Iron Squadron were enraged as if provoked, and fiercely fought back.

Frost could only follow from a distance, as if they were driving a group of beasts into battle, and the closer they got to the predicament, the more fierce the soldiers became. On more than one occasion he had witnessed a soldier fall from a dozen shots in his body, and then after a few seconds he got up unyieldingly, and his body had not even been completely healed by the assistive device.

At this time, Yunakin is still in this team, which undoubtedly adds fuel to the fire.

"Forward! Don't stop! We'll shed the last drop of blood, fire the last bullet, and tear the last brute!" shouted Master Chief in the midst of the surging crowd, raising his rifle aloft, "We are not afraid of sacrifice, only the enemy is afraid of death, because we brought them here!"

"Ulla!"

"Behold, Frost, don't you think it's like pirates, and we are not afraid of the storm, and we sing the praises of freedom in the face of death, and rob the empire of its injustice, and remove their impure bones!"

Yes, Frost thought to himself, this is a bit like a robber and a robber.

"Coward's huddled wall is right in front of you!Frost, destroy their snail shells and let our friends tread the whole bay!"

Younakin yelled at him excitedly, grabbed the trigger of his rifle, and ruthlessly rained down on the fleeing foe.

Frost was as silent as ever, swapping out his launcher to approach the maneuvering rampart, raising the weapon once he was in range. The black-pressed iron wall towered in front of them, completely blocking the road, and the muzzles and muzzles of guns sticking out from behind the armor almost turned the street upside down.

The two main battle guns of the AAX-07 firepower platform bombarded the ramparts, which were basically useless except for a little dent, and even if there were two more firepower platforms, I am afraid the result would not change much.

"Warning! Enemy mortars are coming!"

Within seconds of Exia's warning, the first mortar landed on the top of the fire platform, and the shells scattered in mid-air, splitting into dozens of smaller grenades and falling over the entire area. Frost ducked his head to dodge the explosion and the fragments of the fire platform, moving away from the crowd.

The second and third followed, and the mortars scorched the streets, blasting the hard-to-die thugs to shreds. Frost ducked to the edge and listened to the blood and severed limbs flying across the ground, as well as the mournful screams of the bullets. After this round of bombardment, less than half of the entire force remained.

However, he was close enough to unfold the transmitter with the grip in his left hand, and raised it steadily so that his right eye was level with the cube-shaped scope. The flickering frame locked onto the target the moment the arm was frozen, and the trajectory of the grenade was demonstrated in the scope, and Frost decisively pulled the trigger after confirming that it was correct.

He felt a rush in his shoulder, and heard a crisp burst of air as he saw a grenade fly towards the ramparts. The grenade did not explode immediately after hitting the barrier, but was nailed to the surface, and several orange-glowing cracks spread from the point of impact, until the crack eroded the frontal barrier, and Frost pressed the detonation button on the grip.

The impact of the explosion shattered the ramparts, and the edges of the large pieces of armor were silky smooth, as if they had been cut with a delicate scalpel. The enemy standing behind the barrier seemed to have been disintegrated, and his body gradually turned to ashes and disappeared.

Frost looked at the launcher, the muzzle of the cannon was steaming from overheating, and the crystals in orbit emitted an orange light, revealing a dangerous aura.

"Their shelter has been shattered!" the Master Chief stepped on the pile of charred corpses and shouted, "For the sake of our deceased comrades, for the future of the motherland, forward! We will level their cities and drink their blood, and the Antarctic Federation will only appear in the history books in the future!"

"Ulla!"