Southern Cape border outpost

Hades Independent Operations Task Force

Second Lieutenant Patrick Flo

April 2112

In this pleasant season, even the mountains and forests on the border look charming, and it would be better if there were no wars that rang through the sky and cries for help that constantly disturbed him.

Patrick thought silently as he and his team were walking to an outpost that belonged to the border between the Free Nation and Sevithan. Due to the disturbance of the outpost, they could not teleport directly to it, so they had to find a safe place nearby, and then endure dozens of minutes of climbing and flying insects.

At the end of the day, though, it's still some way from the heart of the Servithanan Republic, and their nominal rival, the Southern Cape, is more threatened. The Southern Cape is the southernmost Community country in Africa, which may not be much compared to the Union and the Southern Union, but it is much larger than that of the Free States.

"Madness, can you tell me?" Patrick asked as he ran, "The Southern Cape Province has already announced an alliance with the Southern Union some time ago, why did they wait until they attacked us to start their actions now?"

"You're so stupid, Patrick, if we're the victims, then we can fight back openly," laughed maniacally, as if mocking him, "and when we break into their house, no one will say anything, will we?"

"You know we don't need a good reason to do it......"

"We're the only one," Madness stopped laughing and sighed instead, "You don't really like politics, Patrick. ”

"Yes? I don't know, let alone politics?" said Patrick.

"There are a lot of social occasions in politics. ”

"Die. ”

Patrick dropped his last sentence, accompanied by an annoying laugh, and unfolded his rifle. There was a fork in the road along the mountain path they were walking, which meant that they had reached the place, and the gunshots that could be heard across the mountain were now clearer.

"G41, Noyeru, when you get to the outpost, you join up with the humanoid team stationed there. ”

"Yes!" the two girls replied in unison, leaving the fork in the road on the left.

Patrick is on the stone path on the right, running all the way up to the top of a clock tower, the outer wall is already covered with plants, and it looks crumbling. He entered the interior of the clock tower and climbed the rotten wooden ladder, the top of which was covered in rust and the air heavy from the dust that had accumulated in the air.

He found the side facing the outpost and lay down, his sniper rifle set up, and in this perfect position, he could see the entire target area, and it couldn't be better for cover and command.

"What! You're coming too quickly, I'm just getting started, I'm really disappointed!" Patrick heard a familiar voice over the communicator. It was Negev, and it was apparently not her who was constantly calling for support, and he was also very silent in the face of this self-respecting figure.

"Please, don't be pushy," Negev's companion pleaded, "we've run out of puppets, we need support!"

Frenzy marked the surviving allies on Patrick's heads-up monitor, and there were indeed a lot fewer Servitan soldiers and human figures under the onslaught of the enemy, and he sensed that something was wrong. If the madness had followed the script, they had been assigned elite figures to each stronghold of the line, and no force in the Southern Cape should have been able to exert such pressure, and it was because of this that they had woken an impregnable line so that as soon as the Southern Cape attacked, they would be able to counterattack back at once, leaving the enemy defenseless.

Patrick looked closely at the marked enemies, and as he had guessed, the Southern Cape Army, which appeared to be guerrillas, were wolves in sheep's clothing. Some of them were not miners or farmers from their families, but TASA who had traveled thousands of miles from Antarctica. Nanlian is under the banner of others, and he himself is causing trouble.

However, this situation is still within their control, a few more TASAs will not change the tide of battle, and no matter how subtle their command is, they will not be able to get close to the humanoid defense, and if they show their heads slightly in the rear, they will be opened by Patrick.

He ran up the clock tower in less than fifty seconds, and it took him more than ten minutes to suppress the enemy.

"Worthy of a task force," Patrick heard Tavor's voice as the Southern Cape troops retreated, "and as soon as you come, the enemy will all flee." ”

"Nothing...... You have to be careful, the Southern Cape army is mixed with the Antarctic people. ”

"No wonder...... Thanks for the heads-up, sir. ”

"Where are we going next?" Noyeru asked, sounding like they were all at ease, "to support the next stronghold?"

"No, I don't plan to do that......"

As he spoke, he suddenly heard a sharp sound from one o'clock, the same as the sound of fireworks as they were in the air.

Damn it. Patrick cursed silently, immediately lifting his rifle and jumping out of the clock tower. In two seconds, a barrage of fireballs rained down, shattering the top of the bell tower. He used the exoskeleton's thrusters to cushion the ground, and the debris kept pounding on his body.

Steadily descending to the ground, Patrick looked back at the clock tower, which could not withstand the slightest damage, and one of the mortar barrages landed a little below the tower, and the entire clock tower began to tilt and collapse.

Patrick hurriedly ran to the side, then lunged out, dodging the falling pieces of the clock tower. The dust kicked up around him, and if he hadn't been wearing a filter, he might have coughed so much that he couldn't take care of himself. A large piece of gravel landed right in front of him, and Patrick subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

Finally quieted down, Patrick estimated that the enemy was loading their shells, correcting the angles, and preparing to shell their strongholds endlessly.

"You're looking pretty bad, Patrick. The pink-haired figure scoffed, and Patrick turned his head to spot her, her bright hair color and sickly smile always impressed.

"You're still as crazy as ever," Patrick replied, "knowing that the enemy mortar will be coming back soon......

"And you're not going to let them continue to be arrogant," Negev's eyes sparkled, crimson eyes not suitable for hiding her current manic mood, "and I can't miss the opportunity to act." ”

"Whatever you want," Patrick replied, then gave the order, "G41, Noyelu, the target has been changed to the enemy's mortar position for the time being, and now the action will begin. ”

They moved out of cover towards the outpost's perimeter, the sound of mortar fire breaking the silence once more, and a barrage of barrage covered most of the base.

Patrick turned on the shield force field and the humanoids to hide from the mortars, and the ground outside the force field was scorched and full of potholes. Surviving the shelling, they reached the gates of the base before the next enemy fire, and Negev did not hesitate to fire hundreds of rounds in the face of the onrushing enemy troops.

The soldiers of the Southern Cape were frightened by their counter-raids, especially since Negev had created so many corpses at once, that no one dared to rush forward. The humanoids can always find one or two negligent enemies in the gap between the fire suppression and shoot them through the head.

"Negev, the defense of the stronghold is left to you," Patrick said, "beware of mortars. ”

"Well, the more enemies the better...... That's how it's fun, so I can enjoy ......"

"Huh?!, are you leaving?" Galil let out a grief, and Tavol just nodded at them.

Patrick didn't answer, waving G41 and Noyeru to follow him.

They plunged headlong into the woods and were soon disturbed. Patrick saw that there were no enemy soldiers nearby, so he stopped, they had to be cautious, after all, there was TASA mixed in.

"Noyero, let the drone out. ”

"Finally I don't have to carry this guy on my back. ”

Noyelu took out the rotary-wing drone from the unloaded backpack, and after the four folded propellers were deployed, he easily pulled up the drone itself and suspended it in mid-air.

"Crazy, how's the connection?"

"It worked, it was perfect. Madness said, the drone flew higher into the air, the optical camouflage making its shape disappear, "scattering interfering particles, scanning the area ......"

The members of Hadesturtforce's team quickly spotted the red-highlighted enemy on their heads-up displays, and the TASA, who were lurking in optical camouflage, looked around in horror before quickly calming down and moving forward.

"They're approaching, master. G41 said.

Of course, of course they will be close, Patrick thought, the first priority of the current war is naturally to eliminate the interference first, otherwise the side that cannot use the relic technology is no different from the one that has been degraded for centuries.

"And they will be handed over to you. Patrick replied, and climbed a tree.

The two girls who received the order rushed into the bushes, and the red images in their field of vision disappeared one by one, all the way to darkness. The enemy died a crisp and miserable death, either by being shot through the head and falling headlong, or by a scimitar to have his head cut open, or by a different head.

Patrick didn't get a chance to see this kind of bloody scene, and he didn't care. Based on the sound of mortar fire and the scanning image of the drone, he quickly found the enemy's mortar, as well as the ammunition that was placed together. The sound of gentle breathing was a little heavy through the filter, and a pair of mechanical arms dragged the sniper rifle steadily, even in the trees.

The crosshair landed in the correct place by calculation, and Patrick pulled the trigger, and the bullet pierced the mortar shell. The sound of continuous explosions was followed by the dull sound of gunfire, and several flames burned out, and finally turned into black smoke and rose into the sky.

"Destroy confirmed," Patrick said coldly, "we're going deep into the Southern Cape, good luck with you, Negev Squad." ”