The battlefield was timed 47 hours and 30 minutes. With the impact of low-frequency bombs on the Earth's mid-orbit, the attack on the Earth's remnants of the armed forces against the atmospheric stripping devices in orbit has officially begun.

The reason for the powerful force field shield, the basic mode of battle is that a large number of Yuyu type battleships stabilize the situation around the force field, and then there are manned equipment to transport the main body of infantry offensive equipment.

As a fighter with an innate ability to suppress electronic devices, I personally participated in the battle despite the opposition of Wei Leili and others.

According to my understanding of the whole situation. The response of the unmanned fleet is certainly not to take the initiative, because the attacks from the earth are continuous, and from the global scope, and in the case of limited forces, they cannot take care of all of them, and the most efficient way is to wait for work, use strong defenses to stop the attacking forces from the defense line, and then send elite troops to launch a sneak attack from the flank of the attacking side to break up the huge attack action.

For this situation, Verelli had been prepared for a long time, and in his broadcast to the world, he clarified to all the troops who might participate in the war the difficulties they were about to encounter. According to Wei Leili's arrangement and my insistence, the heavy task of dismantling the offensive of the unmanned fleet fell on the hands of several rapid reaction forces with high mobility capabilities, and the most powerful of them was led by me personally.

Although it was not long before I left the battlefield, I returned to the assault boat, dressed in combat uniforms, and felt the surging energy from the outside world pushing the assault boat, and the adrenaline was still uncontrollable and fast, accompanied by the orange lights in the cabin, and the silent atmosphere of the warrior ship, a sense of tension back to the era of the volunteers, and the illusion of trembling made me excited.

"Over the Cape of Good Hope area in Africa, the perimeter of the 04 stripping device reports a strong attack by an unmanned fleet. According to the assignment of tasks, we will carry out the clean-up task. I hope that you will not be stingy with your own force and strive to solve the enemy as quickly as possible. ”

While doing a decent pre-war mobilization in the communication loop, my eyes stayed on the enemy's information transmitted through the starship relay.

The assault force sent by the unmanned fleet consisted of more than 30 combat boats, plus countless mechanical infantry and a number of individual combat units, which were clearly elite. Although the sight of the Earth Armed Forces attacking the 04 stripping device was prepared, the enemy's elite level was still beyond their imagination, and in less than 10 minutes of engaging the enemy, the attacking force in that direction was already crushed. Even though it had an advantage in the number of troops, the low combat capability led to a difficult situation on the ground.

I carefully studied the detailed information of the enemy that had been transmitted by various means, and was quite certain that I was about to face a difficult force with Mrs. Wall's elite infantry as the main assault force. They are much better than the Earth Force in terms of firepower, individual combat effectiveness, and group coordination. Even with reinforcements like ours, it will not be good in a frontal battle, and if you want to contact the threat of the enemy's assault force, you can only use decapitation tactics to kill Wolf's elite.

Although I know from Kiana that the so-called elite is actually a tactical unit obtained by normal humans through mechanized modification, I don't think of these guys as humans. I don't care what other people think, but for these guys who don't think they have anything to do with humans, in fact, as human beings, they're mentally dead, and all we see are walking dead with mechanical shells and biological brains.

Driver: "We're almost there, and those flashes in front of us are the combat area, and if you hold them firmly, there will be some vibrations." ”

The 'some' vibration in the driver's mouth can actually be understood as a large tumbling of the head and feet.

When the assault boat rushes into the center of the storm of bullets and explosions, whether it will be able to or wait for the enemy ship is my biggest worry. I synchronized the perception system on the boat and confirmed that there were murderous sparks scattered everywhere around. The small assault craft rolled and staggered through the near-vacuum of mid-orbital space.

There are a large number of unmanned combat boats in the vicinity, and they are almost pressing on our air supremacy, which is composed of combat boats, air-space fighters, and ground-based anti-aircraft missiles.

Within a few minutes of breaking in, I saw two of my combat boats and five aerospace fighters dissolved into fireballs or wreckage scattered in space.

"Sit tight, we're ready to board!"

Although the pilot insisted that we had landed on the ship on our own initiative, I had a strong suspicion that we were about to fall on the glass device when we had already been shot and a large number of scattered parts were coming out of the side side.

The air inside the combat boat has long been pumped clean. In the chaos and tumbling, we experienced a horrific side impact, and the vibration stopped as the system alarm came from the headphones.

I checked my body and saw that there were no parts missing, and the hole in my right leg had already been plugged with padding. Examining the limbs, only the regression received the impact and penetrated, but this small injury did not affect the battle for me with a mechanical prosthesis.

I barely sat up, looked at the mess inside the assault boat, and prayed in my heart that there were still my comrades alive, I didn't want to be a bare-bones commander. I kicked on the emergency exit, and with the action of the booster jet, the escape door flew out. What I saw before my eyes was not space, but the interior of the Atmospheric Stripping Facility in a weightless environment.

I finally arrived at the battlefield, and I was glad that I had escaped death again.

Carrying the infantry, he rushed out with his guns on his shoulders. Due to weightlessness, I don't move very fast, but the impact of concern is particularly great. It took me a while to get down from mid-air with the help of a jetpack, and I was able to move where I stripped the facility of the wall or the floor.

No sound could be heard in the vacuum, but the direction of the battle could be vaguely judged from the flickering light nearby and the ground coming from the ground.

There were still people who survived, and I couldn't help but feel glad that I didn't have to break into the enemy camp alone. The battle mattered, and I didn't bother with the situation inside the assault boat. Holding the spray gun, he floated to the position where the battle was fierce.

Before I could reach the scene, I had to hold on to his infantry shield from stray bullets and debris of the explosion, and I felt the thrust of the dense, extremely powerful small strands coming from the shield, and I realized that the battle was unfolding here in its most intense form.

The stupidest thing to do when rushing directly into the center of the battlefield, the people I brought are not chicks, they should know how to hold on, what I have to do now is to find the elite position of Mrs. Wall as soon as possible, while they are not executed for decapitation, and then it depends on the willpower of the soldiers or the resilience of the mechanical infantry.

Brain domain perception turned on, and I felt the dense exchange of information, as well as the roar of our fighters in the communication loop. It is very difficult to discern the existence of Wolff's elite in the midst of so much messy intelligence information. A few times, it seems that he has grasped a certain special intelligence point, but in his own perception it has been fruitless. I didn't stay in one place and didn't understand, but used a jetpack to cruise around the periphery of the battlefield. From time to time, you can encounter the figures of the enemy and the enemy. In general, in a gravity-free environment, human soldiers are at a greater disadvantage. The mechanical infantry moves the same as in a normal environment, while the human warriors become more clumsy. Several encounters ended with our personnel being pushed or even completely annihilated. In order not to get involved in ordinary battles, I didn't join in, and at most I used grenades or hacking into some mechanical infantry to help, but it didn't work. In the big war, the skills and combat effectiveness of individuals are really very limited, and they basically cannot influence the situation of the battle.

I knew that I was running out of time, and that I had to find the elite people in command as soon as possible.

A small group of Marines, under the barrage of explosions and the onslaught of fire, turned into horrific corpses floating in the passage. When I arrived, there was still no trace of Mrs. Wall. I sensed that this was still the place where the battle between the two sides was fiercest, and in the blink of an eye, I had lost the trace of the enemy, and I immediately realized that the elite I had been looking for was the culprit of the corpses of our soldiers in the morning. Judging by the temperature of the corpses of the fighters, they lost less than half a minute.

In the area where our mine is perceived, a small group of unidentified combat units has been spotted in, telling them to move inside the facility, and they are trying to intervene in the battle from the rear of our side in the area where the fighting is intense.

"Sir, where are you? We have completed the build-up and can provide you with the necessary cover. ”

The voice of the guard squad leader was heard in the communication circuit. After the raid boat fell, I did not go to check the condition of my comrades, but directly inserted into the battlefield, presumably after regrouping, and did not find my body, so the guard squad took the risk of using a tactical communication loop to contact me.

While we were looking for Wolf's elite, they must also be looking for a commanding officer like me. The guard squad must have been forced to take the risk of communicating with me.

Using a tactical circuit, I relayed rallying information to this group of loyal fighters and told them to assist me in attacking Wolf's elite squad from the other flank. I quickly passed through a few spots where skirmishes were taking place, and cut into the flanks of the elite squad.

This is what it feels like for the praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches.

The elite squad attacked the headquarters of a company of the Marine Corps this time. Although the guards resisted desperately, due to the disparity in technical and tactical skills and the lack of gravity, the corpses of the marines were already floating around me when I arrived.

The lines of fire and flashes are still ahead, indicating that the resistance of the company continues.

I approached quickly from behind, and the guard squad also replied to the situation that they were in position through a tactical loop.

Raise the gun and load the flare to design a projectile at a large angle in front of you. With a flickering bright green glow across the battlefield. The flash of fire and explosions suddenly stopped. I turned on my jetpack and sped through the clutter and cover in a flowing shadow.

The brain domain perception is fully activated, and I feel that there are strong thought fluctuations in the shelter in front of me, and in the other direction, there is a killing intent that affects my attention from time to time. It's a trap, and the elite mode of action is indeed closer to human.

It's a pity they met me. Knowing the elite combat power, everyone has the same power as me, or even higher, and I just have the advantage of being the first mover.

Turning the entity's infantry shield to the left to shield a possible attack, I took advantage of the situation to change the thrust direction of the jetpack and plunged diagonally towards the other side of the vehicle cover.

With several more flares coming in from the direction of 5 o'clock. My guard squad also joined the fight, and it was a seamless fit.

When I appeared at the side of the ambushed elites, they just turned their heads in surprise. The mechanical face was expressionless, but the main monitor glowed red, and the aperture of your aperture was shrunk.

The guns were already aimed at the enemy. With the blue flash flashing seven times in a row, the elite mechanical body spun and flew out. The parts on his body were falling everywhere. In perception, the bioelectric impulses on his body completely disappeared.

The next moment I was pushed five or six meters away by the infantry's shield that hit me, and as I turned sideways to unload the impact, the physical shield shattered.

What a strong impact.

Perceptually, the murderous aura is already within reach. Just now I realized that this guy is not easy to deal with, and I deliberately dealt with the weaker one first, but I didn't expect him to move so fast, and I was not ready to deal with the enemy.

In desperation, the arm shield of the right arm was opened, and another huge force came, this time the body flew farther and mounted on the wall of the facility. Rao is that I have a titanium alloy reinforced spine, and I also have the feeling of falling apart, and my stomach is churning, and the smell of blood fills my mouth.

After the brachial shield turned red, it was quickly pierced by the crack and shattered like glass. I took advantage of this opportunity to hand the gun to my left hand and put it through my armpit. According to the perceived direction, do not look back, and directly pull the trigger.

Seven shots in a row, and I was carried away by the huge recoil. Finally stabilized his figure, and the corner of his eye caught a fleeting black shadow. Hide in the back of a facility that doesn't count.

Damn it, it hasn't been taken out yet.

Holding back the pain all over my body, I pulled out the smart grenade and threw it out, and pressed the launch twist of the jetpack, approaching the difficult elite from the other direction.

The two of us almost bumped into each other. He obviously didn't expect me to appear, and poked directly at me with the assault rifle in his hand. And I was prepared, and the butt of the airbrush, which had been emptied, smashed down on the opponent's iron head.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the elite body flew out. I followed, with a dagger-shaped knife in my hand.

The black light flashed, the fire flared again, and that Wolf elite dodged a blow that I was confident in.

Just as I was thinking about whether to do it again with the butt of my gun. An explosion flashed from behind the elite. I ducked sideways behind cover, and because of the knockout, the elite took a solid hit.

The mechanical body, which showed no signs of movement, floated in the air. The bioelectric impulses on his body were gone.

"Well done, suppressive fire in the direction of 11 o'clock, there is still an enemy there."

While I ordered the guard squad that arrived in a hurry to continue to suppress the elite squad, I rushed to fight a lone elite duel.

The difficulty and danger of the battle exceeded my expectations, but at this time, there was no other careful thinking, I was just acting according to the instinct of survival.

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At 47 hours and 50 minutes into the battlefield, with more than half of the casualties, the Marines boarded the assault boat that came to meet us, and we left the No. 04 stripping device. In the context of its explosion, reinforcements were eagerly rushed towards the 08 stripping device. According to intelligence, the situation of the Stripping Device 08 was in danger of defeat due to the addition of Wolf's particularly 'powerful' troops.

I had no choice but to mobilize the reserves that were on standby in orbit and the remnants of the troops around me, and make a hard run towards the target facility. Compared to the life and death of billions of human beings, even the most difficult battles have to be tried.

The battle of No. 04 has left me scarred, but I can only feel fulfillment, and for the first time, I feel that my battle can be worthy of the sudden sacrifice of my comrades. To be able to save so many human beings, even if they die immediately, it is not a loss.

As the light and shadow of the explosion and the rhythmic barrage of attack fire appear on the monitor, a new battle is about to begin. Life and death mean nothing at this moment, I just want to kill one more person, so that the people on the ground can fight for a little more chance of survival.