Finale: The Long Whistle of the Gjallar Horn (3)

"Now is not the time to be pestered by you!" Cocheng is intermingling with the poison dragon of the melee specializer, "What the hell are you doing for it!" ”

"Shooting mode switch complete." Alph02 System Synthesizer, "Remnants, 3." ”

The thruster on the waist of the "Radiance Bearer" thrust backward and then the composite sword in the left hand fired a triple burst of AP shells, and at the same time, the blade mode composite sword in the right hand was thrown like a dart, because the rear of the gun and sword has a small particle thruster, so it can indeed be attacked as a kinetic cannonball if necessary, and its heavy particles quickly deplete to provide enough thrust and speed to make it have enough destructive power.

As a result, the "Poison Dragon" pilot of this melee specialized machine made a judgment error, although the E carbon shield blocked the close shelling of the AP bullet, but it was hit by the armor-piercing alloy sword, and the shield was worn violently, and the body was forced to tilt by strong kinetic energy.

"Communication?!" Kecheng was just about to prepare to attack the "poisonous dragon" with a dangerous posture, when a sudden communication came, and when the strength of the electromagnetic interference field was so large, it could only mean that the distance was very close, and the power of the transmitter must be very high.

"See you again, Berserker."

"Trede...... Or is it Rey?" Kecheng looked at the reddish-brown glowing body that gradually appeared in front of him, his pupils dilated as if he was stunned to connect, "So far, what are you for!" ”

"Don't be nervous, I'm Rye and Tred." Rhy's voice mimicked Trred's, "I'm just here to make a break." ”

Kecheng had the mech adjust its thrust to keep it relatively stationary with the Transient, and he had attacked without any reason before, but this time he wanted to hear what the fourth-generation AI simulator would say.

"What did you break off, and with whom?"

"Your SLM ability sensing strength is really attractive...... Rye's tone became a little subtle, "I'm uncomfortable pressing, so." ”

The color of the "Radiance Transmitter" is silver-gray, which is very similar to the pure silver of the "White Feather", but it is a little more dim, but the blue glow emitted by the metal pattern is more dazzling.

"Transient", "Poison Dragon", and "Radiance Bearer" immediately shot at each other in the sky, and before Rhy's words could be finished, the communication was terminated, and it was Cocheng who took the initiative.

"You're making me feel threatened, I'm annoyed, so I'm going to kill you." , this seems to be the kind of thing that Kecheng can think of.

"Lieutenant Colonel Kecheng, ballistics test, please stand back." Corshiro's communications from Shahril's "Angel of Annihilation" seem to be limited to the MSV series' emitting power enough to interfere with the electromagnetic interference field.

"Thanks for the support." Kecheng's originally tense nerves relaxed a lot, and he was attacked by the fire of the three MSV mechs, and from time to time he had to engage in melee combat with the most troublesome "transients", and his physical strength was being rapidly depleted.

If Shahril hadn't covered with fire, then the city might have been consumed to death from exhaustion, and of course, before the "Weizi System" was used, it couldn't be said nonsense.

With the help of the "Angel of Annihilation" covering from a long distance, the "Radiance Bearer" slowly retreated, of course, it did not mean that it would retreat, but that it would give Kecheng time to rest and analyze the next strategy.

"Brigadier Commander Shahrir, you go ahead and command the 13th Motorized Infantry Squad, or they will be wiped out." Kecheng didn't forget to look at the data of the battle map at this time, "I have a way alone, you believe me." ”

"Someone will come to your back in a moment." Shahrir's voice suddenly became much softer, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Lieutenant Colonel Coshiro, stay safe. ”

The communication was cut off, and Kecheng said that he was trying to find a way to deal with the two "poisonous dragons" of the "transient" that were chasing, but the real situation still had no good countermeasures.

He was attacked by a three-dimensional, all-round attack, and he had avoided and defended as much as possible, but the counterattack action was pitiful, because there were few opportunities.

"What it's like to be destroyed by your own people's technology, you must have experienced it!" Ryan reconnected to the conversation with Corshiro, saying, "I'm afraid you already know who I am......

"Society of Martyrs?!" Kecheng suddenly became angry, "the technological ...... that was destroyed by his own people"

The Radiance Relay kicked off the Transient, then switched the two composite swords in his hand to fire in a strafing manner, and a total of 40 rounds of aerial guns bombarded the Transient E-Carbon Shield.

The smoke from the dust and debris of the explosion gradually covered the high airspace, and countless artillery shell trajectories swept across the sky, and fighter planes and motorized infantry equipped with thrusters streaked across the battlefield, and many were smashed directly on the battlefield.

Compared with the confrontation seen by the mechanized troops, the army soldiers who logged in the operation suffered heavy casualties, most of them were not killed, but were killed by the dense AP bullet machine guns, and some were even broken to pieces.

"I've never been so helpless when I heard the barrage of bullets hitting the wall at my head behind the bunker." - "The Battle of the Scythe of the Burning Machine", memoirs of an East Asian soldier.

Perhaps, this is the psychology of the Fipulos Army soldiers at this time, most of their vehicles have been destroyed, and the motorized infantry units have not been able to help them open the passage to break through.

Now for them, in the face of this terrible situation, holding an assault automatic rifle, even if there is relatively heavy armor in the vital parts, but in the face of such dense firepower, going out is undoubtedly to die.

"Request the 5th Air Squadron for support bombing, clear obstacles for our commandos, etc., what do you say......"

"The Fifth Air Squadron is completely wiped out, how can this be ?!"

"Then let the 1st Motorized Infantry Squadron transfer two squads over!"

"Wait an hour? In less than an hour, my soldiers will be dead! ”

The old officer angrily turned off the high-power transmitter, and then switched to the team's communication channel, he cleared his throat and said: "The command said that the first motorized infantry squadron would be dispatched to support in half an hour, so ......"

"Don't say it, we all know that we can only rely on ourselves now." The subordinate officers and soldiers all spoke out together.

In wars since ancient times, almost all of them have killed more in the army, both on the winning side and on the losing side.

Even the PUN, known as the most mechanized unit, has paid a terrible price in the Army, with the Air Force and Navy together accounting for only a small fraction of Army soldiers' deaths, and even fewer than the number of mobile armed forces in the Army.

"Platoon commander, if you want to destroy the rebels' machine gun positions, but what about the enemy's more than 20 second-generation motorized infantry stationed there?"

"How the do I know to kill those steel monsters." The platoon commander put down the gun in his hand and leaned against the ruins bunker, then took off his goggles and looked at the dozens of commandos behind him and said, "Do you want to be a hero?" ”

"Yes, I think."

"Okay, they're all men with backbone." The platoon commander gasped and shouted, "Then leave the opportunity to be a hero in our platoon, stay in our company, this honor belongs to us, don't let others rob it." ”

Just as the platoon commander wanted to get up with his gun and the rest of the team to prepare for a surprise attack, more than 20 second-generation motorized infantry of the rebel army moved, as if they were shooting around very brainlessly.

He knew that this was an opportunity, and perhaps in this way he would be able to break directly into the rebel artillery positions, and use * to destroy this obstacle that prevented the follow-up troops from breaking through.

However, some of the members of the team who charged with him were attacked to death by various shrapnel and even high-speed fragments from the explosion of motorized infantry before they could run halfway.

"Platoon commander, get down quickly, we have no choice, we will suffer heavy casualties if we go on like this!"

The man heard shouts from behind, a voice that seemed so young that he thought it was a delusion, and it didn't look like it was coming from a soldier at all.

Until he was thrown to the ground, leaving a shell crater not far from him, it was fortunate that the young soldier threw him aside, otherwise he might have ended this short life.

"Private?!" The platoon commander threw away the torn goggles and rubbed his eyes, looking at the young man in a combat uniform with an automatic rifle guarding the surroundings, "Or a reserve?"

"Private, where did you come from, don't you want to die, who allowed you to join this battle?"

The private stood in a military posture and said: "Platoon Commander Liao, I am volunteering, my name is Su Zhan, I am from Japan's Hi-Tech Heavy Industry Zone, and my ancestral home is in East Asia."

The platoon commander patted the dust on his body, walked up to the private, touched the private's shoulder, and said, "Good boy, but we don't have time to say more."

"Platoon commander, sit down and rest, your physical exertion is too much, I just injected you with adrenaline hormone when you were in a short coma." Su Zhan took off his helmet and handed it to Platoon Commander Liao, "Your leg is injured, put this on, I'll find a place to rest for a while with you on my back, and then find a way to call for help." ”

"Go to the right, there should still be a small number of my soldiers hiding there......" The platoon commander's voice was a little quiet, he was indeed very tired, both mentally and physically.

The private walked through the artillery fire, his heart seemed to be blank, at this time Su Zhan only wanted to live first, he admitted that he was afraid of death.

Climbing to the place where the platoon commander had spoken, I looked down to see three second-generation motorized infantry killing disabled soldiers hiding behind shelters in the ruins.

"You two stand down, private?"

"Please take the wounded to the back of cover."

Su Zhan's communicator was not broken, he heard your voice, and then did the same, and the private raised his head and looked into the air.

"Whoa, whoa!" Two tones.

Two plasma beams shot from the sky to the ground, the armor of the three second-generation motorized infantry could not withstand it at all, one of them was even directly hit and was burned, while the other two were already scrap metal, a violent explosion was heard, and the shock wave even lifted a lot of heavy and worn metal parts.

Sunset time.

60% of the Fourth Fleet of Fipoulos was destroyed, 25% was in need of extensive maintenance, and the rebel fleet was finally wiped out, but much of its strength was still retained to return to the city of Wilrat.

At the same time, the army paid a heavy price to fully capture the landing area, and Fipoulos stopped the attack, waiting for follow-up supplies to arrive, and then further planned to attack the rebel lines.

"East Asian People's Republic Army, Captain of Special Support Team No. 43, Colonel Li Ho Huais."

"Platoon Commander of the 8th Company of the Phipolos Army Assault, Liao Xingwei."

The two of them shook hands, and Liao Xingwei knew that the person in front of him was a big man, at least as it could be seen from his armband, the big 43 number symbol was particularly eye-catching.

"This is Lieutenant Colonel Lille Ling, this is Colonel Sasso Biya." Li Hao began to introduce the two people standing beside him and said, "We have been ordered to take the lead in supporting and cooperating with you. ”

"Why are you only here now, do you know how many of us died!" Su Zhan's expression was a little angry, staring at him tightly and said, "You withdrew in the first place, why did you come back?"

The platoon commander immediately grabbed Su Zhan's hand, and he must have wanted to scold this soldier in his heart, but he still said calmly on the surface: "Private soldier, Su Zhan."

"If he says something inappropriate, I will punish him later, please forgive me."

"It's okay, young man." Li Hao replied with a smile, "However, I want to ask Private Su Zhan, how old are you." ”

"Just 19 years old."

"What, it's still a child." Sasso complained directly, "The Philippoulos military actually let the reservists participate in this kind of war......"

Li Hao glanced at him, but didn't say anything more, and then continued to ask: "Are you ......?"

"Have you ever killed someone?"

The private was stunned, looking at this East Asian colonel with dull eyes, and he couldn't answer for a long time, the private lowered his head and stood in place a little confused.

He knew that it was his wishful thinking. He also knew it was dangerous. He also knew that this was a war that would be difficult to change even if he tried hard.

The private knows a lot.

But Su Zhan didn't know that the meaning and dignity of life, whether it was an enemy or a comrade-in-arms, or even his own life, should have enough awe.

Maybe this nightmare-like problem will accompany the end of the war, and Su Zhan couldn't figure it out.

-- Virat Island, Fipoulos Landing Occupation Zone --

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and there was no movement on either side, neither mechanized troops nor assault soldiers.

"In one day, we lost nearly 5,000 soldiers, and the mobile unit also suffered heavy losses, leaving only the second, ninth, thirteenth, and fourteenth squads complete."

Qi Handong couldn't relax his mind when he looked at this tragic battle report, he thought about it and opened the communication.

"Branch City."

"It's me, I'm eating."

"What to eat."

"Tough compressed dry food."

"If you don't eat anything else, why eat this."

"I'm used to it, and I gnawed on it for two years when I was in East Asia."

"Let's get down to business."

"Okay."

The two of them talked about each other one by one, until Qi Handong's voice became more and more serious.

"At the course of our day, we may lose nearly 100,000 soldiers to completely capture and wipe out the rebels."

"It just sounds tragic and hopeless." Cocheng replied very directly, "Breaking into the center of Wilratte Island may be a way to reduce a lot of casualties." ”

Qi Handong was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized something, so he replied: "You kid is really crazy, this era of tragedy should also end, after all, it is already dusk."

"yes, it's time to finish."

Cocheng replied.