May 2113

ATEF 2nd Regiment D Squad

Corporal Frost Jensen

Familiar noises, familiar smells, unfamiliar faces, unfamiliar uneasiness.

"Thirty seconds to land!"

As soon as the driver of the amphibious assault vehicle finished speaking, the machine guns on the shore came at him, and hundreds of bullets made all kinds of holes in the armor plate in just a few seconds.

"Everyone! Keep your head down!" shouted Yunakin, and the soldier who had no time to bow his head was shot through the forehead by a bullet, and his entire brain was almost blown off. Blood splattered on Frost's goggles, and he didn't have time to wipe them off, so he bent down as much as he could, grasping the support for the armrest with one hand and making sure the rifle wouldn't be left behind.

He could hear the sound of artillery shells and rockets falling into the water, and the assault vehicles attacked the shore at maximum speed, trying to survive the dense barrage of enemy barrage.

Frost knew that the odds of such luck were slim, and he was prepared for the worst.

The assault vehicle rode the wind and waves, made a splash and rushed all the way forward, and it was estimated that it was almost on the shore. Suddenly there was a thunderclap, and Frost fell to the ground due to the concussion, and sea water poured into the carriage. Without hesitation, he crawled to the back of the car, grabbed the back door, grabbed the emergency grip and pulled it down. Frost then slammed his body against the car door and fell into the sea.

If you stand up near the shore, you may be able to touch the ground with your feet and expose the part above your chest to the sea. Holding his breath and waving his limbs, he swam ashore with great difficulty, the blood-stained waters obstructing his vision, and the sand beneath the water muddying with the flames of war.

Reaching his limit, Frost put his head out of the water and raised his rifle at the same time, observing the beach.

There was another thunderclap, and a storm swept across the battlefield, rain and bullets pierced the water, and howling winds set off waves that crashed against the blood-red shores, carrying away the eliminators. Sea water and rain ran down the brim of his hat, and Frost could only smell fishy from the soaked mask, but his eyes could catch the fire, and his ears could hear the call from the communicator.

He found Unakin, and then quickly found Wendy, who was moving closer to the captain. The landed troops did their best to leave the empty beach as quickly as possible, and the enemy's barrage of guns and cannons spared not a single moving object, ensuring that no fish slipped through the net.

Amphibious landing vehicles and tanks drove by, even if there was a minefield in front of them, without hesitation. The screams drowned out the thunder, and Frost couldn't tell whether it was the roar of a charge, or the helpless wailing of fear, or the screams of death. He didn't have time to do this, so he lowered his head and waded through the shallow waters, braving the double torrential rain.

"Mobile Bunker Unfolded!" As he joined up with the squad members, Yunakin secured the shield to the ground, detached from the exoskeleton, and unfolded into a cover more than two meters wide.

The three of them huddled behind thin bunkers, unable to tell whether the dense drumbeat was a bullet or a rain. They didn't know how long the mobile bunker would last, so they could only pray subconsciously.

There were more and more corpses lying on the shore, and many of the soldiers who set foot on Auckland did not move their fingers to pull the trigger, but collapsed into the holes and puddles, filling the scars of the ground with their own corpses. The number of casualties skyrocketed, but little by little, the Luo Lian front was advancing towards the island.

"Don't move...... Let's go!"

At Unakin's command, Frost and Wendy followed him towards the wreckage of a tank, and the sand kicked up by the bombing poured over them, which was quickly washed away by the torrential rain. When the suppressive fire from the shore turned back, they hid right behind the wreckage, a string of machine-gun bullets grazing and sparking into the charred metal.

Frost tried to find an opportunity to observe the situation of the Southern Union defense line, and found that the enemy had deployed three MS-N combat mechs, all equipped with shields, heavy machine guns, and anti-vehicle guns, to suppress them at three fixed points. Although the fire of the fortress built on the mountain is also fierce, the close proximity of these three mechs has become the key to hindering the landing force.

The heavy guns of the AAX-07 fire platform could not penetrate their protective shields, and the tanks could not even defend against the heavy machine guns of the mechs, so they simply became moving targets. Frost swapped out the grenade launcher and got ready, followed Unakin's instructions and moved forward two more times, lying on the dirt slope in front of one of the MS-N.

"Are you ready?" asked Yunakin, "Frost, Wendy." ”

"The location of the machine gunner is probably clear. Wendy said.

"Okay! let's go!" called Unakin a pat on the shoulder.

Frost climbed up the slope two or three times, the shield of the mech was erected in front of him, and he couldn't aim at the MS-N itself. Several shots of sniper rifles rang out behind him, and then, as he ran, a jar fell in front of him and bounced off the ground, releasing a thick cloud of smoke that enveloped him.

Unable to see clearly, Frost used his temporary memory to bypass the shield and look up to see the shadow of MS-N. The other party sensed their surprise attack and had already moved, but the indicator light on the mech's head revealed its location in the smoke. Frost raised the grenade launcher, aimed underneath the red light, and pulled the trigger. A second later, he heard an explosion, the air currents blowing away the smoke, and he saw MS-N crash to the ground.

Dangerous instincts drove him to the wreckage, and the torrential rain quickly extinguished the fire, but the coastline was still scorching.

"Delta Team reports that the westerly MS-N combat mech has been destroyed, and requests armored reinforcements. ”

"Leopard 01 and Leopard 02 received it and are on their way to support. ”

Not long after Frost heard the communication, two tanks drove up from the side, blazing the enemy lines with fire. The trio followed behind the tank, raising their guns to kill the enemy troops leaning out of the trenches, keeping the tank as safe as possible from the infantry.

As they advanced, the number of friendly troops around them grew, and Unakin's chanting attracted the surviving sergeants to join them. As a result, the Luo Lian army broke through one defense line after another of the Southern Union until it was almost in the woods below the mountain.

The first to die was the tank that opened the way, and the first shell fired from the fortress destroyed the entire gun mount, and some of the soldiers around it lost their upper bodies.

"Don't stop!

As soon as the terror spread, Unakin showed them the way, and they scrambled towards the woods, and the artillery fire fell even more intensively.

Frost stepped into the bushes, and the trees in front of him fell, crushing one of the soldiers, and the screams still lingered in his ears. But he couldn't care about others, and his body acted before his brain and stepped over the tree.

Dirt and sawdust replaced the sand, contaminating his entire body, and then washed away by the torrential rain, over and over again, and Frost didn't know how many meters he had run.

The bones of his whole body trembled, and when he reacted, he was floating in the air. It was only after close contact with the earth that he realized that he had just been blown away.

The hazy vision vaguely saw the person in front of him holding the broken leg, moaning in pain. Frost reached out his hand to him, lowered it, and crawled forward, barely struggling before his vision went dark. At this moment, he saw a silver figure walking towards him, and then he felt his body being dragged.

"Frost, pick up your weapon!" Unakin's voice seemed to be forcibly implanted in his brain, causing him to wake up suddenly. He found himself hiding behind the rocks, and the fire of the fortress seemed to have stopped.

He looked left and right, picking up the rifle that had landed beside him.

"We've got to keep going," shouted Yunakin, facing the pouring rain, "do you hear me?