"Air strike!" Zhao Xiaonan, who was exhausted, just closed her eyelids, and suddenly a soldier's terrible roar came from behind her, and she subconsciously lowered her body.

A loud bang followed, and a tungsten alloy rod landed precisely at a hidden fire point not far away, completely destroying the tank-converted fortress.

For several days, the orbital airborne forces of the coalition fleet have been trying to penetrate into the center of the city.

Although the people of Baishan and Needham suffered heavy losses, they still used the layers of barricades and the tricky mines arranged on the roadside to block the enemy's attempts to quickly infiltrate and decapitate again and again.

Needham was indeed a genius in street warfare, and he took full advantage of the depth of the city, the terrain, and the lives of his soldiers to block the multiple infiltrations of the Coalition invasion forces, and successfully dragged the raid into a stalemate.

After the loss of four mobile armor units, the coalition commander finally sent in an additional ODST squad and began providing limited air support to the invading forces.

From Needham, Zhao Xiaonan learned that the southern battlefield had fallen into chaos, and all the troops were gathering to the front line, trying to stop the enemy's high-speed advance, so they might not be able to wait for more reinforcements to encircle and suppress this extremely powerful airborne force.

Occupying a plantation on the southwestern outskirts of the city and encroaching on the area of the city controlled by the Sillapine people, he and Needham have succeeded in crushing their beheading plan, but they still seem to have no good solution.

ODST is extremely terrifying, but the Seventeenth Fleet doesn't seem to be able to send more.

Although the front line in the south was in shambles, the capital area still maintained a certain degree of anti-orbital air defense system, which was the main reason why the enemy was never able to carry out large-scale air strikes.

But according to the experience of these days, as soon as the air raid is over, those mobile armor will start to attack.

Sure enough, as soon as she got up from the ground, she heard a whistling sound.

That was the preparation of fire at the time of the charge of the ODST cluster.

So she lowered her head again and looked through the gap in the tracks of one tank in the direction of the enemy's attack.

At the end of the view, a line of motorized armor was speeding towards the barricade where she was.

After the cannon, the defenders and mercenaries emerged from their bunkers and tilted ammunition and plasma at the charging white steel giant.

"It's too far." Zhao Xiaonan shook his head and muttered to himself.

At this distance, the weapon in their hand will not deal any damage to the mobile armor.

These days, the tanks brought out of the northern mountains by Needham were the first order of targets in the event of enemy raids, and with occasional air raids, the chances were exhausted, and the only two remaining tanks, three kilometers behind them, were heavily guarded at the key point to the old governor's palace.

Until the mobile armored group assaulted less than three hundred meters away from the barricade, a plasma bomb suddenly shot out from a tall building in the distance, Zhao Xiaonan looked up, it was a partridge observing the battlefield from a height.

The attacked mobile armor raised its left hand and seemed to lightly block the deadly bullet with the heaviest arm shield.

Zhao Xiaonan suddenly felt that this mobile armor was somewhat familiar.

The white alliance armor began to fight back, but the armor never fired, and it was not until she was more than a hundred meters away that she finally saw the number of the armor and the insignia on the fuselage.

Zhao Xiaonan's face changed drastically, and he finally remembered where he had seen this white mobile armor.

To be precise, she didn't see it in person, but at the request of Han Jianfei, she watched the battle of that armor in the hologram no less than a hundred times.

The battle she watched was a battle that took place on the platform of Moses Prison, and the two sides of the battle were none other than Han Jianfei and the owner of this armor, the ace pilot of the Alliance, William Gladstone.

It's just that she didn't expect that the enemy would send him directly this time!

"Withdraw! Evacuate! Zhao Xiaonan yelled at the leader of the mercenaries in the White Mountain.

But the guns were so loud that he didn't hear himself.

Zhao Xiaonan rushed over in the rain of bullets and pulled the mercenary captain who was shooting back to the bunker.

"What's the matter!" The captain yelled.

"Get your people out of the way!" Zhao Xiaonan said anxiously, "We can't beat him." ”

The captain looked at her with a somewhat strange look, and in the battles of these days, he had come to know this crazy girl deeply, and knew that she was by no means the kind of person who lost the will to fight because the enemy was strong.

"Go to the old governor's mansion and take Sister Mei away!" Zhao Xiaonan roared in a hoarse voice, "I can't hold here, no matter what she says, just go, if she refuses, just knock me out!" ”

The captain didn't look at her as joking: "Why? ”

He poked his head out to look across the side, and soon had an answer.

Led by the white mobile armor at the head, the mobile armor had already entered the defenders' position, and the armor never fired a single shot, but directly used two fist blades to easily tear an armored car into several pieces.

The soldiers tried to return fire with a variety of energy guns and anti-armor weapons, but almost none of them were able to hit.

The armor shuttled through the position with a terrifying mobility unimaginable to ordinary people, and wherever the pale blue fist blade went, it reaped the lives of soldiers like a scythe of death.

"Who's that!" For the first time since joining the White Mountain, the mercenary captain felt fear on the battlefield.

"Gladstone!"

Zhao Xiaonan didn't have time to explain more to him, so she turned her head and ran directly towards the vehicle behind the position, which was less than five kilometers away from the old governor's palace, and she could only hope that the defenders would buy enough time for herself.

"Partridge, we're meeting at the Doge's Palace!" She lowered her voice and spoke into the communicator.

The mercenary captain quickly figured out what the name meant, it was a pilot who was enough to compete with the most powerful mercenary king in the hearts of all the mercenaries of the White Mountain, and was the trump card of the alliance fleet's trump cards.

He instinctively wanted to retreat, but stopped the next second.

"Go to the Doge's Palace," he shouted on the public channel, "and we'll hold him down for you!" ”

Zhao Xiaonan jumped on a hovering motorcycle, did not take off, and galloped directly along the road.

The mercenary captain watched her leave, and pulled the bolt with his trembling right hand.

"It's today!" A string of energy bullets erupted from the muzzle of his gun, flying towards the white mobile armor that danced the dance of death in the middle of the position.

Ten minutes later, Lieutenant Colonel Preston stopped, for the position was finally left with no enemy to resist.

At his feet were the corpses of the tenacious mercenaries who had held the Alliance ODST at bay for days.

They were standing or lying, all of them dying in a frontal battle with their own fearlessness, and not one of them was shot in the back.

Preston's mobile armor stood silently, as if to pay homage to these brave warriors.

The rest of the squad stopped beside him, waiting for the ace pilot's order.

"Bang!" A ball of bullets with little lethality struck the back of the white motorized armor's head, bursting into a cloud of sparks.

Preston turned around and stopped his teammates who were about to return fire with their guns raised.

The bullet had been fired from a building behind the side, and Preston saw that it was an old woman in her half-hundredth year of age who was shooting at him.

The old woman wielded a foxhunting rifle that was powerless against mobile armor, and the shotguns fired by the gunpowder might only do a little damage to the soft-furred flashfox.

"Get out of my yard, intruder!" The old woman glared at the white armor with no fear on her face.

"She's just an outsider," an emotionally devoid synthesized voice came from the white mobile armor, "why are you working for her?" ”

"I've seen that girl!" The old woman replied loudly, "She is about the same age as my daughter, and she is for the sake of Sillasong, and if she says that she will do it, she is the executive officer of our Sillasong people!" ”

Her voice was loud and loud, and it came far away on the battlefield that had calmed down.

More and more citizens of Tiangang walked out of their basements and into the courtyards, and even some of the more daring people went straight out into the streets, some of them were armed and some were not, and soon, the whole street was full of Silla Song people.

"A bunch of idiots!" Pranston's monogram voice continued, "She's using you as a meat shield!" Being kidnapped by shameless politicians and not knowing it! If she doesn't carry out a coup d'état, how can there be a war? ”

"And then?" The old woman sneered unceremoniously, "The plantations, merchants, and people of Silla Pine will continue to endure the exploitation of you allied magnates?" Until you squeeze the last drop of blood? ”

Preston stopped talking, knowing that he couldn't convince the upright populace directly from a different standpoint.

"Disperse immediately and go back to your own home!" He turned his head to the crowd gathered in the street and said, "Don't try to stop the Alliance's war machine!" Otherwise, you will bear the consequences! ”

The crowd ignored his threats and remained stubborn in the street.

Farther away, more and more citizens heard or saw the crowd on the street and began to step out of their homes.

Soon, even the streets in front of the old governor's palace were filled with the people of Sillasong.

Mayvis stood on the terrace of the old Doge's Palace, with the anti-armament gun beside her. She smiled and waved to the citizens on the street and accepted their greetings.

"So, are you now letting me run away in front of millions of people in Tiangang City?"

Mayvis looked back at Zhao Xiaonan, who had just rushed into the Governor's Mansion and was still a little out of breath.

"That's the mobile armor of the orbital airborne troops," Zhao insisted, "and they have the ability to jump and glide over short distances, and these people can't stop them." ”

Mavis shook her head: "I witnessed the battle between Preston and Han Jianfei, and I know his horror better than you, but I never thought of letting the people stop the enemy for me. ”

With that, she turned her head to look at the livestream drone that had been placed in her office.

The drone flew up, pointed the camera gear at her, and the global live broadcast was on again.

"Citizens of Sky Harbor City, I'm Mavis Shelton." Her voice is not only in the TV, but also in the municipal radio installation in Tiangang City.

The crowd fell silent and listened to her.

"Thank you all for standing up and speaking out to the Alliance, and to all those who oppose us. But I implore you to get out of the streets, to go back to your own homes, and to hand over the war to those who should bear its responsibility. ”

"I implore everyone to cherish their lives, and no matter what the outcome will be after today, it should not be borne by the people of Sillasson!"

"So, please go home and wait quietly, each of us will die sooner or later, but not today!"

As soon as her words fell, several bright lights suddenly flashed in the southern sky, and then, everyone clearly saw that in the far southern sky, four meteors emitting brilliant light crossed the sky and slowly fell below the horizon.

The flames of the meteors reflected the entire sky red, like a ray of light in the endless darkness!