Chapter 146: What the Ancestors Used to Do

Not an inch of grass is left.

"What do we do next?" Intelligence officer Liao Shaoqian is not a soldier after all, and he is obviously a little confused at this moment.

There was silence in the base headquarters, but everyone couldn't help but stretch their ears, they also wanted to know what their supreme commander was thinking at this time.

There is no doubt that even if they have long held the idea of death, they are still shaken when they hear what the terrible opponent said, "not an inch of grass will be left".

Everyone knew that the strange palpitating man was not a lie. In fact, although there is no signature in the records of his participation in the war, there is no signature to prove that the order was given by him personally, but more than 90% of the resistance ended in the annihilation of the army.

After the Jeppon Empire entered the starry sky, with the expansion of its territory, it was inevitable that it would no longer be a single nation, but it would absorb many small peoples who depended on them, thus becoming a multi-ethnic country. This is actually an important feature of the starry sky countries nowadays.

The reason is very simple, at the beginning of leaving the blue star and entering the wormhole, not to mention the distance of hundreds or even thousands of light years makes the human race, a fledgling "little guy", at a loss, even one light year is enough to make the primary civilization that has initially stepped into the starry sky of the universe feel hopeless. Instinctively clinging to the strong to survive in the starry sky is the only choice for humans who can't see the edge under the vast starry sky.

This is the case with the Southwest Federation, the Great Eagle Empire, and the Rhine Alliance, and there are more than 100 in the territory of the Rus Empire that absorbs the most nationalities for hundreds of light years, which means that under this vast enough starry sky, human beings have not yet discovered the indigenous civilization in the new galaxy, otherwise, not only will the nation show a geometric multiplier, but even a new intelligent race will appear.

Out of the demand for population, all countries in the starry sky will basically treat all ethnic groups in their countries equally, and determine the level of human beings in the country, which is destined to be a class society, according to the amount of contribution, which is also acceptable to ordinary people.

Perhaps only the Jeppen Empire and the Southern Kingdom still stubbornly adopted a hierarchical system of races, which was not only divided into nobles and commoners, but also divided into high castes. If it is understandable that the aristocracy is basically held by the main ethnic group of the state, then the mechanism that the commoners will also be divided into first, second, and third class citizens according to caste makes the small clans that later depend on them very unfair.

For thousands of years, the Jeppen Empire has been in internal strife, announcing its secession from the areas under its rule from time to time, but the Jeppen Kingdom is also merciless to the bloody suppression of these people who try to resist, the strong centralized imperial system makes these brutal repressions possible, and the Jeppen Royal Special Mecha Regiment that its royal family can command is the sharpest knife in its hands, not only externally, but also in the domestic war, and they have never been missing.

Six years ago, when the kingdom of Jepon was absorbed into a small planet with a population of less than one million people for less than 500 years and declared autonomy, the already famous Miyamoto Tsuyoshi rashly went to quell the rebellion, and with 800 mechs, he faced the four mech divisions assembled by the rebels and destroyed them with up to 5,000 mechs.

After the victory, the Royal Special Mecha Regiment lost 300 people, but the opponent did not survive.

But this was not the reason why Miyamoto had just become a child in Jeppen's country, and the closest city to his battlefield was also destroyed after the war, and more than 300,000 people were martyred in the city. The reason is only that when the royal special mecha regiment entered the city after the victory and was surrendered, a small child threw a stone at a mech, and it was announced that the whole army was attacked.

He said, if there is no grass left, it must be, there is no grass left.

"Order Zhang Wuhui to look for the wounded and return to the base." Qin Chong's face was gloomy, but he was still calm. "Since His Excellency the Admiral gave us 10 minutes, then we can't live up to his good intentions."

Looking around, Qin Chong continued: "The so-called Jiepeng's "Flower of Famous Generals" is nothing more than Er'er. Think that this kind of inferior strategy can disintegrate our fighting spirit? The so-called handing over the person, he turned around and left, this kind of nonsense to deceive children may be possible, will he let every word he said that has been recorded in my base wisdom brain be placed on the desk of the representatives of the various member states of the Star Alliance? I'm afraid, whether we resist or not, as long as he wins, this place will become a scorched earth! I, a federal soldier, no matter how I die, will die standing up! ”

"Fight to the death!" Ye Xiaozhou first responded to his supreme commander on the public channel.

"Fight to the death!" The Qin warriors under his command raised their swords high in their respective battle positions.

"Fight to the death!" The hoplites in the battle positions raised their assault guns.

"Fight to the death!" Zhang Wuhui and others, who had already found the remains of their comrades-in-arms and wounded soldiers in the wreckage of the mecha on the battlefield, also expressed their support.

Just now, because of the strange man's words, he was a little scattered with his battle intent, and he was gathered by Qin Chong's words again, and it was like substance.

The demonic man who was quietly looking at the Dawn Military Base through the infrared long-range observation instrument, his eyes flickered slightly: "Find out who the federal commander of this small base is." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

"A former armory chief, a little major who came to the border post to get seniority?" A trace of wonder flashed in the demonic man's eyes, and he said in a flash: "It's really the Southwest Federation in my understanding!" Mediocre people occupy a high position, and the vegetarian meal allows the loss of talents. It is easy to see through my plan, but in such a short period of time, to regather the morale scattered by fear, where can a young major who wants to retire be able to do? However, no matter how good a talent is, if he dies before he grows up, it will only be a flash in the pan. ”

Stretched out his hand to pull down the mask, and a cold voice sounded: "Order the striker Major Asada to wait any longer, kill the past and kill those Federation mechs who are still retreating, so that the Federation people who don't know what it means to leave an inch of grass in advance!" At the same time, I ordered everyone except for the autumn return to the plain, this battle, I don't need prisoners, including cats and dogs! ”

"Also, the life of the commander of the Federation, leave it to me, I will personally throw his head into the starry sky, it is considered this battle, and I am also a soldier to praise him."

"Yes!" All the ghost cut mechs lowered some ugly mechanical heads at the same time as their footsteps began to move.

The wind and sand are getting bigger and bigger.

The thunderous drums of war sounded faintly again.

"Is this a breach of contract?" A hint of ridicule flashed in Qin Chong's eyes, and his tone was fast and firm. "Ordered Zhang Wuhui and the others to retreat into the base from Gates 7 and 13, and told them that there were only 30 seconds left for them. The flat-firing magnetic cannon is temporarily recharged, and in order to ensure the hit rate, wait for the target to reach a distance of 1 km before firing. ”

The 6 ghost cut mecha scattered in the wind and sand, and the distance between the single mecha was as high as 200 meters, chasing from the frontal battlefield with a width of more than 1,000 meters towards the retreating Zhang Wuhui mecha platoon, like a lion pack that had found elk.

There are not only strong individuals, but also well-structured team cooperation, and they also use serpentine maneuvers to avoid being locked by energy cannons and missiles, and the high speed of more than 280 yards is like six black arrows looming in the wind and sand that permeate the battlefield, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

But the Dawn military base, rarely, did not respond at all.

There were no energy cannons, no missiles, and not even the heavy machine guns in the hands of the dozens of hoplites deployed in the battle positions were not fired.

Just watched the 6 ghost cut mecha as the striker rush forward.

In the entire battlefield, there was only one sound, the sound of the heavy mechanical feet of the mecha hitting the ground.

The demonic man's eyes narrowed slightly, but his face was unwavering, and no one knew what was going on in his heart.

As long as it's human, there's emotion.

When you swing your old fist to the opponent, and the opponent closes his eyes and seems to be waiting to be beaten, under the framework of the rule of law, maybe the vast majority of people will be a little weak in that punch, especially it will not be a professional touch! If the opponent falls down again, he will still foam at the mouth! If you're holding back your strength and ready to show your muscles, I'm afraid that at that moment your heart is definitely a dog!

But on the battlefield, the opponent does this。。。。。。 Sima Yi was scared away by Zhuge Liang like this, it was because the cunning reputation of the big man Kong Ming was stronger than Comrade Xiao Sima, who had not yet grown into an old Sima.

What is Qin Chong's basis?

Soon, Qin Chong told Jiepeng people with practical actions what he was relying on.

The lower flap of the alloy wall of the base on the frontal battlefield suddenly opened and sank automatically, and the 20 magnetic cannons that had been gathered for long-range artillery bombardment spewed out clouds of white light. It was actually a metal projectile that was instantly accelerated to 6 kilometers per second by a terrifying electromagnetic force, and the high speed of more than 18 times the speed of sound made them fly in the atmosphere as if they were wrapped in a cloud of white light.

At a distance of 1 km, the projectile travels in just 0.16 seconds. Even a ghost cut mecha with an energy sensing ball that can sense energy charge 0.5 seconds in advance and quickly make maneuvers to avoid it is unavoidable in the face of such a high-speed projectile.

The rate of fire of the magnetic cannon is 0.5 seconds per round, and in the time of 2 seconds, 20 magnetic cannons spit out 80 rounds of metal projectiles, making terrible bullet marks in the air, and even the wind and sand are about to be torn apart.

For a wide battlefield of nearly 1200 meters, 80 projectiles can not achieve full coverage, if it is a small human being, in the face of such a density of shelling, you can stand on the ground and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the projectile cutting through the sky, unless it is a particularly unlucky guy, it is possible to be hit!

It can be used against mecha that is more than 5 meters tall and two or three meters wide. Although they tried their best to avoid the two wings, there were still four clouds of white light flashing in turn, and the four roaring explosions showed that four ghost cuts had been beaten away by Qin Chong's "get closer and you" trick that the old ancestor had done.

It's not "touching porcelain", it's a typical pretending to be forced to be fucked!

This is the current psychology of the remaining two Ghost Cut pilots who managed to escape to the wings to avoid the range of the magnetic cannon.