"What! Jupiter's fleet! ”

I could barely believe my ears. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

From the uncontrollable smile on the captain's face, I could tell that it wasn't a joke.

Reinforcements are really coming.

"The war is coming to an end! Finally waited for this day......"

I began to cry uncontrollably.

I must have been embarrassed, but anyone who hears such good news is a normal reaction.

Team Ruan didn't bother me, he walked briskly in front, leaving me alone behind me to vent.

I didn't expect the sharp, swift Black Panther to have a careful side, and I felt more and more honored to have such a direct officer.

I finally managed to stabilize my excitement.

I walked side by side with the Ruan team, and even my steps were much lighter.

"The Jupiter fleet is not the main force, and they can't defeat the Proxima Centauri Devil right away. You still have to be mentally prepared. ”

The captain told me in as calm a tone as possible that the war would continue, but that made little difference to me.

Even if the fleet that came was only a patrol detachment of the border guard, it would be of great significance to us who had been surrounded for a long time.

If in the past we only persisted and slowed down the pace of the enemy's offensive, what awaited us in the end was the fall and defeat.

Although no one explicitly put it forward, the definite failure weighed on everyone's hearts like a thousand pounds of boulder.

The morale of the troops has been hovering at freezing point.

Now everything has changed.

Reinforcements bring hope, the drive out of the invaders, and the hope of survival.

The good news for morale is not a simple slogan or relying on a few victories can be compared, it is a smooth road for everyone to see the future, and it is an all-round morale boost.

"I understand that the war will continue, and the soldiers will continue to die. But after all, there is hope, isn't it? ”

The captain nodded, agreeing with me.

As far as the eye can see, the people passing by are all full of joy on their faces.

It would be nice to see Karin, I really want to see her smiling face.

"The Panthers detachment is not able to complete the reconstruction for the time being. I have applied to the above that until the budget and equipment are down, we will join the interim force and continue the mission. ”

After saying this, he suddenly showed an uncertain look. I think he must have realized that maybe I wasn't as willing to fight as he was, and that his application meant that he made the decision to continue fighting on my behalf.

The atmosphere cooled down instead.

I scratched my head and said in my heart that it would be better for the original Ruan team to make decisions for others, at least without having to bother to guess what he thought.

"Davis, this guy didn't run away!"

The subject shifted a little stiffly, but I should have succeeded in conveying it.

Thinking of the military cadet who talks a lot and is good at scolding the street, I miss it a lot if I don't see him for a few days. The ears were quiet, but I was a little unaccustomed to it.

"He's still here. The lad is more reliable than he seems. We're going to report from the Provisional Forces now, where you can hear his nagging again. ”

Team Ruan instantly showed a relieved expression, presumably someone fighting with him must have an extraordinary meaning for him.

I wanted to take a half-day off work to see Karin, but when I saw him rushing to his new unit, I dismissed the idea.

It's a shame that we won't be able to meet, but the war is improving, and we will see each other in the future, so I can't help but look forward to the future.

Stretching widely, stretching my muscles as hard as I could, I strode after the captain, who had already gone a long way.

Others may look the same, but in my eyes, the golden slanting sun in the blood-colored sky is no longer a sunset scenery, but more like the rising sun.

……

The next time I saw Davis was in the Provisional Forces Training Camp.

The young man chattered like a chicken. After five minutes of meeting him, I regretted my earlier thought, it was better for him not to be around.

The camp was filled with all types of troops, including those who had been withdrawn, those who had been broken up and could not return, those who had returned from injury, and those who had been newly recruited.

Old and new soldiers, all arms, different classes, everyone gathers here, waiting to be organized and trained before going to the battlefield.

The camp is located at the final line of defense of the fortress, and can be used as a reserve for the defense of the fortress and can be used to collect the remnants of the troops from all over the place.

The design capacity here is about five thousand people, about the capacity of a brigade. But in fact, tens of thousands of troops to be integrated have gathered here.

From the excess number of people, it can be seen that the street fighting in the fortress caused deep damage to the various units of the Tarsis fighting group.

In the combat group, almost half of the troops' numbers have appeared in the training camp.

There's a frightening meaning behind the data.

They represent the vast majority of units in a battle group, at least having the experience of being broken up by the enemy.

The fierce street fighting that is going on really lives up to the title of the flesh mill.

After less than half a day in the barracks, our specific establishment was ordered.

The 112 Mixed Brigade belongs, and the Motorized Reconnaissance Company is the number of the new unit.

The company has a total of 43 people, with 6 infantry combat vehicles, 3 heavy infantry, and 1 air defense, engineering, and command vehicle.

"This is the configuration of a reinforced motorized reconnaissance company. In defensive warfare, such reconnaissance companies are not necessary. I estimate that the 112th Brigade will have an offensive mission in the near future. ”

Half a day later, the reconnaissance was connected to the assembled order.

The unit had just been formed for less than two days, and most of the people in the team were not really familiar with each other, let alone cooperate and coordinate with each other.

The eagerness to put an unrun unit on the battlefield shows that the importance and urgency of the task are not ordinary.

Davis, as the gullibility of the Nguyen team, that is, the company commander, became the commander of the command vehicle, responsible for electronic suppression and the transmission of orders.

Since I had no experience in commanding platoon-level troops, I was originally assigned as the commander of the mobile reconnaissance platoon, but after careful consideration, I was assigned to the position of leader of the heavy infantry squad.

Because of the news of reinforcements, the morale of the troops was high, and on the way to the assembly point, everyone was singing war songs.

The overall atmosphere was not like a real army rushing to the battlefield, but rather like the Boy Scouts were on their way to camp.

The assembly area was set up behind the positions of the stubborn old men's regiments, known as the Iron Arm Line.

When we arrived, the main battalion of heavy chariots, the motorized infantry regiment, and the heavy infantry brigade were basically assembled.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the company commander to report to the brigade headquarters, I climbed the sniper tower to look at the old man's position.

It was a ruined land covered in ruins and garbage. Nothing alive is visible from a distance.

However, I know that this small area has swallowed up nearly 10,000 troops on both sides.

If the battle continues, there will be countless enemy fighters who will fall under the rubble.

I glanced back at the mixed brigade that was about to set out, and how many of the people who had gathered here with confidence would make it out of the huge underground space alive?

The ominous term Tarsis necropolis came to mind.

In the direction of the large troops, billowing smoke and dust on behalf of the troops were raised.

At the same time, I received an optical signal command from the command vehicle.

"It will be built within five minutes, and the troops will set off immediately."

Back next to the reloaded exoskeleton, most of the vehicles on the team have started to warm up.

One of the two men, Sergeant Simon, motioned for me to connect to the company-level tactical link as soon as possible.

The hatch is closed, the exoskeleton self-test procedure is initiated, the covering mucus is sprayed, and the system circuit is connected to the neural link.

With the final inspection procedure completed, I stood up as a heavy infantryman.

Filled with power, it was as if he were in the same league as this war machine.

The operation interface of the standard company-level data link cuts into view.

The information is listed in the form of a categorized form, so that I can get into the state as quickly as possible.

The newly launched battlefield microwave relay link is a simplified version of the special forces microwave communication system.

A company-sized unit like ours has a communications vehicle, which is mainly responsible for the connection of microwave data links.

Ordinary tactical units, such as the heavy exoskeleton I drive, use optical signals to communicate with the communication vehicle to intervene in the tactical data link.

Although it is cumbersome to use and the effect is greatly limited by the real-time situation, this system has been well received by officers and soldiers.

I learned from the data link that the operation was to pick up a landing team from the Jupiter fleet.

Intelligence revealed that a fleet staff officer followed the squad to the surface of Mars.

Just as the response procedure was set in motion and the unit was about to bring back the staff officer, who was carrying top-secret intelligence information, the detachment lost contact after reporting a large number of enemy encounters.

The task of the 112th Brigade was to rescue the staff officer of the fleet and send him safely to the front point.

"What are we going to do if the staff officer is dead?"

I connected to the communication of the command vehicle and asked the company commander a question in my mind.

"Then try to find the intelligence body and pass it on to the front finger."

The company commander's response was a little absent-minded.

"Sir, I don't have a problem with the mission itself. But why don't you seem optimistic about this operation? ”

I hesitated and asked the doubts in my mind. In my memory, the company commander was not a man who was afraid of difficulties.

In fact, the more difficult the task, the more excited he becomes.

But this time is different, in addition to perfunctory, there is also an element of self-abandonment.

What is it that makes him so pessimistic?

The communication link is switched to high-density private message mode.

The company commander said to me in an indignant tone: "If you know that the brigade commander is a bastard to the point of ignorance, you will understand my mood at the moment." ”