Sinking the gunboat, Hardest's contingent rushed on foot for a whole day, and finally caught up with the main forces of the Combine Army and threw themselves into front-line operations. The Coalition encountered fierce resistance in a small town 20 kilometers from the capital of the Southern Cape, and the two sides were in a stalemate for three days and three nights. This is the land of the Southern Cape, although they are the first to move under the oppression of the Southern Union, they will not give up their territory to others, which belongs to them or must belong to them.

Fighting on the front lines was another matter, and Patrick didn't know if Noyeru regretted it, because they didn't stop for a moment. Their nerves are tense all the time because they don't know when and where the enemy will attack, they don't know what the next block will encounter, they don't know if the next move is the right one.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the only constant is the collapsed ruins, the ever-increasing number of corpses. They are always on the lookout for joining the ranks of the dead if they are not careful.

The Cyclops of the Combine, the MS-N and heavy mechs of the Southern Union, the tanks of the Southern Cape Army, the restlessness of the metal frenzy continued, and after so many days of crawling and rolling in the environment of gunfire, Patrick had long lost his concept of tranquility.

"Patrick, I've received a signal from a friendly army that is asking for reinforcements. ”

Before he could finish his mad words, the mech next to Patrick was pierced by a cannonball, and he hurriedly ran into the alley to avoid the enemy's sight.

Damn, this assault team can't hold it either......

"G41, Noyero, come with me to the next place to support. ”

"But the host ......"

"There's no way here, let them retreat, they can evacuate safely," Patrick said, "hurry up, I don't want us to rush over and we're left with the corpse collecting all we have left." ”

The target location was so close that they only had to walk through the alley to get to that street. Contingent Hadist ran over as fast as they could, and they hadn't stopped at all for the past few days, using almost every drop of their strength just to survive the battlefield.

Rushing out of the alley, a camouflaged TASA squad was facing away from them, using abandoned vehicles as cover and shooting directly in front of them. The trio quickly wiped out the squad with their guns raised, then took their place, eliminating nearby threats to their enemies before approaching the signaling allies.

"Thank you for coming to support...... "The enemy's offensive weakened, and Patrick joined up with the trapped squad, "It's the Commander......

"Tell me about the situation, 95. Patrick said lightly, even if he was surrounded by a figure as beautiful as a white lotus, he didn't have time to reminisce.

"We received an order from the commander to attack the post office with Servitan's troops, and wanted to take advantage of the time of the armored forces to attack and take the stronghold......," said Type 95, who was quite exhausted after a long battle, "and the enemy had set up an ambush nearby to cut off our communications ......"

"Well, TASA troops, I just saw that. Patrick said, "What about the Sevithans, are they all sacrificed?"

"Yes......"

The bullet swept overhead, and Patrick subconsciously lowered his head.

"I'm sorry to tell you that TASA's ambush circle was broken, but the armored forces of the Combine Army were also defeated. It's only a matter of time before the enemy surrounds this place, and if we don't take the post office within fifteen minutes, this is our burial place. ”

"Huh...... Sir, then why do you still want to come, knowing that it is a dead end!"

"Don't get excited, 95. "The jammer stopped working, invaded the post office's surveillance system, synchronized the head-up display......"

"Keep your team here," Patrick said, "G41, Noyelu, we're attacking the post office. ”

The three turned on the optical camouflage, and their figures disappeared from the enemy's view. They went around beyond the main area of exchange of fire and attacked the main gate directly, and the enemy at the main entrance of the post office suddenly collapsed in a pool of blood.

Patrick arrives at the door and finds it locked, so he punches it and kicks it open. G41 raised his gun beside him, and fired a series of rapid short bursts, killing the enemy staring at the gate. Noyeru sneaked in through the side window unknowingly, killing all the enemies she was exposed to one by one.

The swift movements of Task Force Hadist quickly took control of the post office lobby, with G41 and Noyelu covering 95 and others at the gate to enter the post office, while Patrick dealt with the enemies coming from the basement and upstairs alone. Once Squad 95 entered the post office, they took full control of the first floor.

"G41, you go clean up the basement of the enemy, Noyero, 79, you follow me up to the second floor," Patrick added, "and the others stay on the first floor to defend." ”

Once the work is assigned, everyone begins to execute quickly, and the execution of elite humanoids and artificial ligands is impeccable. Patrick stepped over the corpse that had tumbled down the stairs and made it to the second floor of the post office, where Type 79 and Noyelu were already waiting at the top of the stairs, and the enemies hiding in the room were completely afraid to come out.

They had to empty the rooms and leave no one alive.

"Start with the two nearest rooms, and I'll cover you. ”

Patrick stared at the room inside, Type 79 and Noyeru went to the left and right rooms, threw flashbangs into the room, and then quickly burst in. The enemies in the inner room heard the sound of flashbangs, and sure enough, they moved, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack, but Patrick told them with bullets that such an idea would not work.

There were satisfactory gunshots from the rooms where Type 79 and Noyelu entered, and after confirming that they were safe, they came out to meet Patrick and prepare to empty the three rooms inside.

Patrick chose the room on the far right, and after three countdowns, they broke down the door together.

The flicker of sunlight and artillery fire penetrated the room through the window, reflecting the dust floating in the air. Scattered papers, computers, vases, it seems that someone has made a mess of this place, and the curtains have been opened. Other than that, however, Patrick didn't see half a figure.

"Safety!"

There were two other people's announcements over the communicator, but there were no gunshots, and it seemed that the enemy had been eliminated by him before. Just as Patrick was about to return the price, he heard a hard kick on the door, followed by a young roar running towards him.

He quickly turned, but was still a little late, and when he saw the man's head, a sharp dagger had already pierced him in the abdomen. The enemy soldier put his shoulder on his chest and sent him to the window, where Patrick was stabbed, and the black man was also very strong, and he pushed him to the window. His back was on the lower edge of the window frame, and the black man could no longer push him.

Patrick grabbed his opponent's neck with his free-loaded left hand, lifted him slightly off the ground, and forced him to look at himself, meeting his own indifferent eyes. The other party was pinched and almost out of breath, a pair of eyes bulged out, and his hands used their last strength to send forward, but they couldn't push the dagger.

The lower end of his left wrist popped out a sharp blade and stabbed into the opponent's dark and soft neck, and warm blood sprayed out in an instant, splashing Patrick's face all over his face, and the white hooded jacket was mottled with blood. The soldier finally gave up after a few struggles, his hands drooping limply, and Patrick threw the lifeless shell back and out the window.

"General Command calls Contingent Hadster, repeat, General Command calls Contingent Hadis. ”

Hades 01 received. Patrick responded to the communication and sat down by the window.

"How's it going? over at the post office?" asked Junoan eagerly, "you're over, haven't you?"

"We took the post office, and only the squad of 95 survived. He drew the dagger that had stabbed him and tossed it aside.

"Damn it......" Junoan scolded softly, "you can't leave yet, you have to hold the post office, our reinforcements will go there immediately, and once our supply lines are secured, the town can be captured." ”

"Do what you say, Hades 01 is done. After Patrick finished communicating with Junoan, he shouted, "M99." ”

"I'm here, sir!"

"Come up and find a proper spot," he said, "we have to stay here, do you understand?"