May 7, 2112

The Union forces fired the first shot at Canberra International Airport, and the quagmire of war became more and more muddy as time flowed relentlessly, as if the nightmare would never wake up.

Of course, Frost also hoped that this was a dream that had not been awakened for a long time, but he faced the reality of sleepless nights, and immediately realized that all this was true, an irretrievable reality.

It's been two months since I walked out of Canberra Airport, and the casualty statistics have been updated again and again, so frequent that Frost doesn't bother to ask Aixia anymore. However, these figures do not reflect the fact that most of the speeches of the senior officials of the Union government tell the citizens about the success of the front, and perhaps the word "heavy losses" mentions the situation of the army.

And they faced an even more serious problem, the Luo Lian army was now basically all dependent on ATEF, and their results were miraculous in the eyes of the old men, so they vigorously promoted the military application of the ruins. They were revered as legends, and Frost walked past the Marines with a distinctly strange look in his eyes.

He doesn't know what will happen next, maneuvering on the dead list and faking it as an undead soldier? I'm afraid that there are more soldiers in the ATEF than in the average army, right?

Frost looked out the window, and he didn't feel that this was a capital at all, because a capital was definitely more than ruins, wreckage, and fire. When he heard that Nanlian had built a base on the moon, he thought that the guys in the frozen ground were just a bunch of crazy people, and now he couldn't help but look at Luo Lian himself, and what was the difference between Luo Lian and Southern Union.

He can say to himself with certainty that the entire Federation of Luoxat is already a madhouse, their government is crazy, their people are crazy, Roxatism has completely lost its original intention, and the elimination of the Southern Union is the only firm position now. He said that it was not clear whether this madness was due to the inflated confidence of the new society, or from the shame of twenty years ago, but if he were to list the madmen, he could name a lot.

Younakin Chokov is a prime example, and Frost could not believe how he could shout such a slogan, and at one point even suspected that he had taken money from the top of the military. But there were many wars, and the money was of no use at all, and it was just a pile of waste paper for the front-line soldiers. He also did not think of it as loyalty to the Motherland, but as a more paranoid, more fanatical feeling, of which Eunakin himself was perhaps not aware of. However, a madman does not mean stupidity, and no one listens to a fool, but Master Chief Unakin is undoubtedly a leader in incitement.

It is precisely because of this kind of people that they can attack the South Union again and again, and it is precisely because there is no shortage of such people that Luo United can win again and again. Frost begins to wonder if some of his own actions are also a sign of irrationality, like brainwashing, whether he can truly maintain himself.

Perhaps the only things that are still normal are artificial intelligence and artificial ligands. Exia is an excellent AI, and Frost thinks that her performance is better than that of all Luo Lian's AIs, and it is normal to have an independent personality. Her features were too powerful in some ways, which was Frost's only concern, but it didn't affect the rating in his mind in the slightest.

Not to mention Wendy, who is too normal in anyone's eyes to be an artificial ligand that can no longer be normal, mechanically carrying out the instructions given by humans. But Frost felt a little sad, he had heard the artificial ligand's explanation, and learned that her tasteless tone was only because it was emotionless and not cold. His interest remained, as Frost had not yet been exposed to artificial ligands, let alone Wendy.

Frost sighed silently, comparing non-humans with too sad. Who did he know? He still remembered the names of Krenchen and Ryan, who had fought together two months earlier, and their appearance was so complete that they could only be distinguished by the characteristics of their clothing. He knew that the reason the two were still there was that Yunakin would still call them by name. Yes, they also survived these two months, and as for the other ATEF soldiers who changed round after round, Frost could not possibly remember. His comrades-in-arms in the same battalion had long since laid down in the opera house, sleeping forever in the waves and singing.

"Wake up, Frost, wake up!"

Unakin woke Frost awake, and the latter broke out in a cold sweat. When he reacted, he remembered that he was sitting in a military jeep.

"You can sleep in the middle of the day," Master Chief lit a cigarette, although his face was dirty, but he was full of energy, "I also wish I could sleep like you." ”

You're a patient of constant excitement, Frost said to Unakin in his heart.

Yunakin lit a cigarette and brought it to his lips, took a deep breath, turned to the window, and leisurely exhaled the smoke.

"We've got a mission," he said, "and we're almost at the local Australian army headquarters, which the Southern Union has turned into a fortress, and our mission is to capture that stronghold at all costs." ”

"With all due respect, sir, there must be a whole TASA force waiting for us there. ”

"Aha, there are more than twenty medium mechs, ten tanks, anti-aircraft rockets, anti-aircraft guns and mortars, and the most damned ones are machine gunners and snipers. ”

"You two don't say a few words, do you see Frost complaining?" Yunakin reprimanded them, "The fact that the Southern Union has sent heavy troops to guard it shows that this stronghold is very important. ”

"I don't understand, sir, except that we take it down and use it as our fortress......"

"This is a symbol, it will prove our strength and hit the morale of the local army. There is no better way to defeat a mentally drained enemy than to take down the army headquarters. We must take this stronghold and complete our mission. ”

Frost didn't know if the local garrison would be discouraged by a defeat, he only knew that their superiors had ordered it that way, so they had to do it.

"I smelled, a smell of gunpowder, approaching the enemy, all ready to fight. ”

Frost could only smell tobacco, and the sparks and sounds of bullets hitting the hood of the jeep were more obvious, which made him turn on the safety of the gun.

Their driver cursed and slammed on the accelerator, and the co-pilot hurriedly lowered his head to avoid the bullet.

"Fire, fire, don't flinch, no mercy!" yonakin shouted as he shot out of the car, and there was an AAX-07 fire platform behind the convoy, and the enemies along the street would soon be reduced to dust.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you know what your mission is!"

"Understood, sir!"

Frost, of course, knew what his mission was as an ordinary man, a soldier who still kept his senses. It is a war within a war, a war for him personally, and in the end he will face himself. To win this battle, he must meet the only conditions.

Stay alive.