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All front-line units of the 2nd Division received orders from the division headquarters to immediately abandon the first line of defense and retreat to the second and last line of defense around Seluda.

That night, all the front-line defense units were busy withdrawing, and batch after batch of ammunition supplies were urgently delivered to the second line of defense. The fat man and Qin Zimo laid mines on the position, which was also the idea of the division headquarters, in order to give a big gift to the first wave of enemy troops who rushed into the position.

The fat man's energy knife has been carried behind him, and today's battle has made the soldiers of the three battalions see a different fat man, cold-blooded, strong, and even killing. Lao Pan couldn't count how many imperial soldiers died under the fat man's knife today, he only knew that in the end, the red-eyed fat man even killed the friendly army's position.

One mine after another was planted into positions, trenches.

On the morning of November 3.

The Federal defenders were stuck to the second line of defense, which was tightened and the problem of sparse distribution of firing points due to lack of personnel was effectively solved.

Not far from the first line of defense, a mechanical bird landed on the ground, this is a federally produced unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, which looks 7 points similar to a real bird in appearance, and it is impossible to distinguish it from a distance. At the same time, three identical reconnaissance aircraft were staring at the remaining three directions of the town of Seluda.

Calvin, Ron, and other officers were sitting in the war room, observing the movements on the positions on all sides through the four unmanned reconnaissance aircraft.

Suddenly, there was a violent shaking, and the built-in lens on the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft was also shaking.

Just when the officers were puzzled, a scene that shocked them appeared.

Mechs, Imperial Mechs, countless Imperial Mechs.

What was seen inside the four reconnaissance planes was exactly the same. Countless Imperial mechs rushed straight into the Federation position, and if these huge fuselages more than ten meters high formed an absolute numerical superiority, it would be a devastating slaughter for any army.

While the several officers sitting there were shocked in their hearts, they were all relieved. Fortunately, the troops have withdrawn from their positions, otherwise the Federation defenders would have been wiped out under this wave of Imperial mechs. And Calvin also prepared a special gift for this group of invading Imperial mechas.

Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~

A violent explosion rang out, followed by even more violent shaking. The four reconnaissance planes flew backwards for some distance before continuing to land.

The explosion completely covered the first line of defense of the 2nd Division, which Calvin had specifically instructed the front-line troops to prepare for after the evacuation. To this end, the division headquarters took more than half of the remaining mines from the stockpile for ambush. Now it seems that the effect is still very obvious.

One after another Imperial mechs were blasted into scrap metal, and under such a close explosion, even energy shields were difficult to use, not to mention that these were anti-armor mines that were specifically designed to deal with mechas?

An Imperial seventh-generation beast-shaped mecha was directly blown into the sky, and after it fell, it experienced a second explosion, and after three successive explosions, this Imperial beast-shaped mecha was completely scrapped into a mass of waste.

The mechs besieging Seluda on all sides suffered heavy losses, and they were already losing their troops without even seeing the figure of a Federation soldier. Knowing that the mecha troops who were ambushed immediately chose to retreat, they didn't know how many mines the Federation had planted here, and they didn't dare to break in again.

Immediately after the mechs retreated, a large number of sappers came to detect the mines. Under Calvin's orders, the long-range artillery fire of the 2nd Division immediately covered the Imperial sappers on the positions. The enemy and the enemy were entangled for a whole day, and the Imperial forces never crossed this first line of defense, which no one held anymore.

That afternoon, the fat man lay on his back in a command house in the trenches. From time to time, the Federation's artillery fire continued to harass the Imperial sappers. The fat man has already determined that at least today, the Imperial forces will not be able to fight here.

The fat man was idle, picked up a map of Seluda and looked at it.

Lao Pan also got into the command room, and saw that the fat man was staring at the map in a daze, so he didn't disturb the fat man but found a place to sit down and sort out the equipment.

The fat man turned the map over and looked at it, then looked at Lao Pan again, and then asked out loud, "Lao Pan, how many days do you think we can hold on?" ”

Lao Pan raised his head and pondered for a while before saying, "I heard that today the Imperial Army dispatched the strength of a mecha division to attack us, if this is still the case tomorrow, this line of defense may be lost tomorrow." Listening to Lao Pan's words, the fat man nodded his head.

Lao Pan continued, "The day after tomorrow, the Imperial Army will march into the town of Seluda, and if we engage in street fighting with the Imperial Army, we may not be able to last four days at most. ”

The fat man pinched his fingers and calculated, "That means there are still five days left, and we will be completely wiped out by the Imperial Army in Seluda?" ”

Although Lao Pan didn't want to admit this fact, he had to nod helplessly.

The fat man listened to Lao Pan's words, and suddenly picked up a pen and sketched on the map. That wasn't enough, he took out another piece of paper and calculated it on it, and he arranged one string after another of the numbers, and then he crossed them out one by one. In this way, several pieces of paper were counted in succession, and the map was drawn like a ghost's drawing.

The fat man suddenly stood up and shouted. "I've got a way!"

It doesn't matter if the fat man stands here, this command house built in the trench is already low, only more than half a person high, and the fat man slammed into the wooden plank with a sudden stop.

"Oops, I'll go!" The fat man lay on the ground with his head covered and scratched his head.

Although Lao Pan was taken aback by the fat man's actions, he was now even more puzzled, 'There is a way, what is the way?' ’

"Lao Pan, you can help keep an eye on the affairs in the camp, I have an important situation to go to the division headquarters now." Before Lao Pan could agree, the fat man ran out of the command house directly.

Lao Pan was speechless, that is, the fat man was so face-saving that he could go directly to the division headquarters to report the situation.

Time pulls back to a day ago.

November 2, Altona Star, Federal General Command.

Field Marshal Maxwell finally found clues on the map and was able to successfully recover the key points of the 2nd Division. Admiral Nishizawa asked, somewhat uncertainly, "Will the command of the 2nd Division find this place?" ”

Maxwell listened to Nishizawa's words and not only sighed, "I don't know either. I'm sure the Second Division will think about this problem, but it will also face a choice, and the key question is whether they are willing to take this risk. ”

"In my calculations, with your method, there is a sixty percent chance that the second division will survive." Nishizawa quickly calculated on the paper.

"My calculations are slightly higher than yours, and the survival rate is about seven to eighty percent." Maxwell put down the map in his hand and looked at the sky outside the war room, "In any case, this method is worth trying, but if you stick to Seluda.....

"Surely we will die!" Maxwell and Nishizawa spoke in unison.