The team marched in silence.

More than 2,000 ragged Chacner soldiers formed three teams about two hundred meters long. The wreckage battlefield in the valley was already far behind him, and all he could see was billowing black smoke rolling up into the sky from the horizon.

The procession marched west along the valley at the speed of a rapid march. When the warriors looked up, they could see the ten civets leaping on the ridges on either side of the ranks.

In the midst of this mountainous jungle, these ten civets. That's ten tigers. As long as you see their figures, even if the road ahead is thorny and blocked, the hearts of the soldiers also have a sense of confidence and pride.

Ten minutes ago, the 100 Jiepeng special mecha were slaughtered by these ten mechists who rushed up to chop melons and vegetables! And along the way, only their figures were seen shaking, and many of the Jiepeng people's reconnaissance mecha were killed by them one by one before they even approached the team.

With them in front of them, who else can stand in the way?

Listen to Major Li Weiguo said this night. They fought 300 kilometers and killed three Jeppen armored battalions! And their losses are nothing more than a few mechs damaged.

Even if it is an ambush battle, such a front can be called shocking!

The fat man's left hand was controlling the joystick, making the mecha turn slightly, and the five fingers of his right hand unconsciously flew a few times on the virtual keyboard, and the mecha kicked its legs and jumped up a steep slope of the ridge with great lightness.

The field of vision suddenly widens.

The sun is blazing between the morning glow in the sky. The golden light was sprinkled all over the mountain. The mountains in the distance, the forests in the distance, and the streams in the valleys are all bathed in this golden light, which looks vibrant.

The fat man only felt that his heart was open-minded, and his poetry was prosperous. A long roar of Qingyue roared, and he groaned proudly.

"How fucking pretty!"

In the distance of the mountain range, a ridge looms between several peaks, revealing its shape.

The mecha map, on that steep mountain, marked the height. The fat man knows that it is the 415 Heights. It is also the final destination of my journey.

That will be an iron gate, firmly blocking the pursuing Jeppen army behind them to the east of Heights 415!

The most important thing is that Li Cunxin is there, Boswell and Milan, will also be there!

As soon as he thought of Milan, the fat man felt that his great man was born and died on the bloody battlefield, and his heart, which had already been hard and cold, suddenly softened. He smacked his lips and couldn't help but sigh that the hero was short of breath and his children were long. Such a majestic hero can't pass the beauty pass after all.

If the war is over, build a villa on this beautiful hill off the beaten track, and enjoy Milan on a balcony with a view......

A stream of electricity exploded down the spine from the back of the ** to the top of the head, and the fat man only felt that every pore was bubbling with beauty - this is Yaqu.

However, the important thing now is to save your life first.

The 2,000 Chakner prisoners of war at the foot of the hill advanced rapidly to the west at the speed of a rapid march. Speed, compared to mechas, is simply a snail. After walking for about 12 minutes, the team traveled no more than three kilometers.

This is already the greatest ability of these extremely tired Chakner warriors. After all, their bodies do not allow them to run at a faster pace. And the march of a queue of two thousand people is not at all the same as the march of a small army. Not to mention the slow running in the middle of the speed, just the queue pulled out 500 meters.

The mech leaps over a rocky hill, swoops down the mountain, and uses both hands and feet to climb up another ridge like an ape. Standing in place and waiting for a long time, the team passed by, and the fat man was a little anxious.

On the road ahead, there was also an armored battalion of the enemy. If it was an ambush, I didn't take these guys seriously. But now, the opponent is obviously fully prepared, and on his side, not only are they tired from the veterans of the Ma Lack Division, but there are also two thousand people who are extremely tired, with only more than a hundred guns and a few energy cannons dismantled from the mecha. Chakner prisoners of war without the slightest defense.

In order to protect this extremely mobile team and pass through the enemy's out-of-position positions, it is impossible for the mech company to use the same combat methods as before. Otherwise, what awaits these warriors is an overwhelming artillery fire and the harvest of death. Not to mention that there are more than 300 mechs in one battalion of the other side, even if only one-tenth of them rush into the team, it is a tragedy!

After repeated deductions, although he planned to let the butt lead five electronic mecha that could not move the nest, and remotely controlled ten war elephant medium-sized mecha that could not move the nest to set up an ambush, he successfully mobilized the 172nd Division, but this trick was a trick. You can only play for half an hour. Once the ambushed 172nd Division, regiment and battalion, managed to get rid of electronic suppression, it was time for the butt to flee.

And the Jeppon people who rushed over, after discovering that they were fooled, will rush back at a faster speed! The time in between will not exceed an hour. After all, the ambush location they predicted in their own deduction was only twenty minutes away from here.

That is, after half an hour at the earliest. The Jeppen people will be able to rush back!

If the 415 position, there are enough troops. If you can send troops to attack, then you may be a little easier. But now, the ubiquitous and powerful electronic interference of the Jeppen sortie position has shielded the west of Heights 415. Maybe when you get to the 415 Heights, you can see yourself through the telescope, and you can't communicate.

With the electronic capabilities of an electronic mecha, it is absolutely impossible to suppress the powerful pedestal-type electronic jamming tower! The only thing I hope for is the 415 position, which can make a quick decision after seeing the battle.

"General, can you take a break?" A civet cat ran to the fat man's side and questioned Lieutenant Colonel Anthony. As the deputy commander of the 3rd Regiment of the 13th Panzer Division, he was the supreme commander in this Chakner team.

"The fighters are too weak. The Jeppen mongrels hadn't given them a bite to eat. Anthony's voice was hoarse and dry.

"Nope." The fat man hardened his heart. He knew that it was nearly five kilometers away. These warriors are all on the basis of a spirit. Once they slacken, the whole team may never be able to complete the remaining five kilometers.

"But......" Anthony couldn't bear to look at the warriors down the hill. They run in small steps. His face was pale. Five kilometers may not be a big deal for them in normal times, but for them now, it's like tormenting in hell. The entire valley was filled with their violent gasps, as if their lungs were burning.

"It's nothing,......" the fat man gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to live, you can't stop." We are in a race against time. Maybe in a few minutes, the enemy will catch up from behind. Perhaps, the battalion in front of the enemy already knew that their hundred mechs were ...... by us."

Before the fat man finished speaking, his face suddenly changed.

The valley, after a turn in front, was cheerful.

What appears in front of you is a small basin located halfway up the mountain, 190 meters above sea level. Around the basin, the mountains are extremely steep, and the scattered mountains stretch in all directions, endlessly.

The fat man stood on the hillside in a daze, looking at the position of the Jeppon people in the distance, and in the base surrounded by a power grid wall, hundreds of Jeppon mecha came out like a giant dragon. Their forwards are rushing this way. The billowing dust and smoke rolled up by the torrent of steel covered the sky and covered the sun.

In the sky, there was a roar. The fat man looked back, and on the telescope, the three Jiepeng fighters were whistling, from three small dots, to getting bigger and bigger. The metal of the fuselage, reflecting the light in the sun, the energy cannons on both sides of the wings, and the missile launchers under the fuselage, are like the claws of a vicious vulture!

At the end of the basin, the 415 highland, sandwiched between two small hills, is still quiet and silent.

Crow's beak! The fat man slammed himself in the face. Wildly shouted: "Enemy attack!! ”

The warplane roared, passing over the head of the speeding orange civet mech.

With an iron-blue face, he could even see that the missile under the fighter plane broke away from the launcher, sank slightly, and suddenly rushed forward. The nine ground-to-ground missiles launched by three [Yinwei] land-based fighters at the same time were like nine birds thrown into the forest. Trailing a long tail of light, it shot behind the mountains in the distance.

At the same time, 10 missiles took off from the other side of the mountain. Seven of them exploded at low altitude. Countless metal inducers swirled, turning into a black cloud. The other three mecha-to-air missiles continued to rise, soaring into the clouds and swooping into the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the sky and the ground passed a move.

There are only two or three missiles that can penetrate the inducing cloud, and there is not a single missile that can hit a fighter. Fighters that have been prepared for a long time. Quickly threw away the decoy missile and rolled up the ladder.

However, there is obviously a back-up to the surface.

I saw six streams of light rising into the air, and small black dots were inserted into the sky at an extremely fast speed.

The three fighters that were not expected were scattered and rolled in all directions like startled birds. Throw the decoy missile again. However, the opponent's calculations are obviously more accurate. The gap between the two waves of strikes was mastered wonderfully, and the anti-aircraft missile was before the decoy missile exploded. He has jumped up to the sky. The inducement clouds that exploded one after another, and they could only watch the missiles chase towards the fighters.

A moment later, except for one fighter plane that barely escaped, the other two were too close. Time was too tight to be hit. The fragile fuselage of the land-based fighter suddenly turned into scattered wreckage in two fireballs.

In modern warfare, the role of the Air Force is outside the air layer. And in the atmosphere, it is the world of mechas.

In order to fly at high speed in the atmosphere, land-based fighters must have two wings, and the wings are the weakest link of the fighter. When flying at high speeds, a bird can hit a fighter, not to mention missiles.

In addition, the cost of the fighter is expensive, and the energy and weapon carrying capacity are small, which is far less practical than the mecha. As the sword of the fighter - the long-range missile. When the ability to kill is lost due to electronic jamming, decoy missiles and energy shields, fighters that can only strike at closer and closer distances have also become a supporting role in warfare that bullies infantry and conducts reconnaissance.

Having ruled human warfare for thousands of years, modern land-based fighters are indescribably lonely. They can only evolve into the wider expanse of space. Mecha not only rules the land, but also the planet's atmosphere.

Watching the last fighter go away, Nakayama once again increased the speed of the mecha.

In his chest, a raging fire burned. His eyes were red, and all his thoughts were focused on the mountains in the distance. He didn't expect that he planned and planned all night, but it was he who fell into the trap in the end.

Those damned Chakners don't have a regiment at all. The so-called ambush encountered by a regiment and a battalion is nothing more than an illusion created by the crazy shielding of a few electronic mechs and the all-out efforts of ten war elephant medium-sized mechas!

After re-contacting a regiment and a battalion. Nakayama couldn't believe his ears at all.

His first reaction was that this was another conspiracy of the enemy! Perhaps, their main forces are somewhere, trying to ambush several other battalions of their own.

However, the news from the battalions shattered his speculation.

Until he realized that he should have annihilated the enemy long ago. When the 100 special battalion mechs that had been in contact with him again had disappeared after eliminating electronic interference, he knew that the real opponent was the rescue of prisoners of war who were swaggering in front of him!

This is a crisp and resounding slap in the face!

Himself, stupidly leading the entire division, is getting farther and farther away from them. Wasted time. With the addition of this mobilized distance, the round trip is nearly an hour!

Moreover, several other battalions could not even reach the 415 heights in the first place.

"Zhongshan Yi, you have been fooled."

Thinking of the pitying and contemptuous face of Major General Hayato Ohno of the 59th Division, Nakayama's mind dizzed for a while.

Hayato Ohno didn't believe that his battle plan could trap the enemy.

Now the focus of the campaign is the 415 heights. It was the key passage to the west. Can't get through 415. Jeppen's seven-way attack arrow will be blocked east of the Chackner Line. Thinking of a detour attack. It was necessary to risk being ambushed by the enemy and broken by each other, and wandered around the mountains for at least six hours.

And once a certain line of troops is defeated because of an ambush. This time has to be extended!

This is unacceptable to Magee in any way.

Therefore, after discovering that the whole night of searching found no trace of the enemy, he saw his own plan to use prisoners of war as bait

Later, Hayato Ono made the decision to divide the troops.

On the one hand, he led two regiments to cooperate with his own actions, and on the other hand, he transferred two battalions to march to the 415 heights on the left and right. This move is not that he saw through the opponent, but that he took precautions. As long as they stand in front of the 415 heights, the mysterious Chackner armored force may crash headlong.

Now, these two battalions, perhaps, are in their own parallel positions. Perhaps, it has come to the front of itself.

Thinking of this, Zhongshan Yi only gritted his steel teeth with hatred.

Hayato Ohno never thought about what kind of fate he would have if he had won the final victory in this battle.

I still have a chance.

The enemy is nothing more than an armored company. They were to take with them two thousand infantry.

And in front of them, there is a fully armored battalion of their own!

The mecha engine let out a piercing screech. The mecha is speeding through the jungle at the speed of a meteor!

Tsubasa Nakayama swore that he would catch the other party's commander with his own hands, and the novice skinned him!

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