Volume IX, Chapter 11, Iron Flow

Phoenix.

With an order given. The troops of different numbers stationed in and around the city were like swarms of ants that had disturbed their nests, and they moved wildly.

Groups of soldiers hurried out of the barracks to the sound of the rallying horns of electronic loudspeakers and the frantic roars of the junior officers. Mechs drove out of the tarmac and warehouse amid the roar of engines and the dust of ground shaking. Transport mechs full of soldiers, military convoys full of various supplies, weapons and ammunition, rushed out of the base and rushed onto the road with a bump. The fighter planes that had scrambled into the air let out a loud roar, soared into the sky, whistling over the boiling city and flying westward.

The streets were filled with the roar of mechs and vehicles. The guard posts at the intersection have long since been removed, the sandbags and barbed wire fences blocking the road have been moved away by groups of soldiers, and small military off-road vehicles carrying officers or staff officers have shuttled through the traffic of military trucks, and suddenly turned around at the intersection and disappeared from people's field of vision, leaving only a whistling wind and dust.

Leave has been abolished, and everyone must report back to the army immediately, regardless of their rank or rank. Even the few troops that had just withdrawn from the front line stopped entering Phoenix City and were ready to go.

Tensions are spreading. The officers and soldiers did not know what was really happening at the front. After they have completed the emergency assembly. Sit on the floor, waiting for further orders. This gives them a little free time to observe their superiors who are walking around with their faces sinking like water and constantly looking at their watches, and they can also whisper or make eye contact with questions in their hearts.

Which defense section of the front line can't withstand it?

Was it the legendary fall of the town of Frenso a few hours ago that led to a massive rout?

Is it that the command has finally made up its mind and is ready to end this passive defense that has lasted for two months with a big counterattack?

The 102nd Panzer Division and the 103rd Panzer Division of the 10th Army were drawn. The 231st Mechanized Division, 235th Mechanized Division, and 236th Armored Division of the 23rd Army also opened up one news after another, and passed it from the stern-looking platoon commander or squad leader's mouth to the soldiers.

The heartbeat is accelerating.

This is not a drill.

No matter what happened on the front line, this time, the command was not ready to throw another division into a bottomless pit of defense to fight a war of attrition with the enemy.

The rolling iron flows to the west. The Resque Front, it's going to be a big deal!

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The convoy escorted by dozens of mechs, wrapped in wind and dust, rushed into the valley surrounded by high mountains on both sides.

The guards who hurriedly removed the guard fence, the mountains of ammunition boxes, the dusty mechs, and the busy soldiers flashed past the car window.

A moment later, the serpentine convoy had stopped in front of the temporary headquarters in the middle of the camp.

A major officer in a dark gray uniform ran forward and opened the heavy door of the bulletproof cross-country flying vehicle.

As a pair of shiny black riding boots stepped out of the car, the gray-haired, stocky Marshal Believe appeared in front of the waiting Western coalition generals.

The generals stood up and saluted.

Although in front of a rudimentary makeshift camp consisting of expanded command mechs, camouflage nets, and sandbag ammo boxes, these are from Seuss. The crisp uniforms and twinkling stars of the generals of the three empires of Jeppen and Binart, gathered together, and there was still a solemn atmosphere.

The busy soldiers around were separated by the sharp-eyed guards, and they only poked their heads in envy and awe.

Here is the southwestern mountainous region belonging to the Socrates Mountains. The tall and majestic Socrates Mountains, covered with snow all year round, come from the northeast and descend several steps one after another, and here is only a mixture of mountains and hills with a radius of thousands of square kilometers. The surrounding mountains are seven or eight hundred meters high, and the low ones are just small hills tens of meters high.

The vegetation in the mountains is not dense. Because the northwest is close to the Gobi, there is little rain all year round, and the ground is sandy. As soon as you step on your feet, you will raise fine dust and sand.

It is only to the southeast that the trees gradually become lush and lush. After the meandering Dorai River, the population and towns gradually increased, stretching eastward, all the way to the east of the Phoenix Plain, which is a fertile and fertile land.

Although with the development of modern science and technology, human beings have long stopped worrying about food, but living by water is still a site selection factor for immigrant planet cities. Phoenix is industrially developed. There are many surrounding mining areas and agricultural areas, and the traffic extends in all directions, which has always been a battleground for Leifengxing's soldiers. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that Phoenix City and Leifeng Star have been obtained.

The soldiers knew that with the arrival of Belleaf, the battle that had been planned for a long time on the battlefield was about to begin. The twenty armored divisions gathered here are already two-thirds of the armored forces in the Northern Theater of Operations. More than 100,000 mecha are distributed in this vast mountainous area. From south to north, from east to west, in the mountainous jungles dozens of kilometers apart, there were Western troops everywhere.

As long as Beliff gave the order, these steel heroes who were gearing up would rush to the Chakna positions like a tidal wave, break through the defensive line, rush into the Phoenix Plain, and gallop freely. Tear to shreds any Filipino who dares to stand in front of you.

Under the excited and awe-inspiring gaze of the soldiers, Belif, dressed in the uniform of a marshal and draped in a black coat, returned the salute with a smile to the generals.

Sixty-five years old this year, Belriff has a face that is unforgettable at first sight.

His eyes were dark gray and unusually sharp against the low light yellow eyebrows. The nose is large and thick, and the mouth is wide and thin. The upper lip is relatively short, the lower lip is slightly protruding, and if you add his slightly drooping cheeks, it looks like a fierce old fighting dog, extremely aggressive.

Belif took off his gloves, shook hands with the generals, and looked around. His gaze fell on a small hill in front of the left side of the valley. He turned his head and said gently, "Let's go up and have a look." ”

Even though the big war is imminent, every minute and every second is extremely precious. The generals present showed no impatience, and they gathered around Belif and walked through the hectic and messy camp towards the opposite hillside. Walking slowly, the field of vision gradually widens. Walking up the hill, the generals stopped at a small dirt slope at the highest point, under the awe-inspiring gaze of several electronic squad soldiers stationed on the mountain.

Condescendingly, I saw a group of troops from the West, stretching eastward all over the mountains. Mountains, jungles, banners to show thousands of horses. A kind of heroism of raising the palm of a thousand armies to guide the country arises spontaneously.

"Long live the Empire" Belif stared at the east and said slowly: "A hundred years of long-cherished wishes, a hundred years of preparation, the final result is in this Reske Star Domain, and it is also in this Leifeng Star, in the hands of our people!" ”

The mountain breeze blows, and the black clouds roll and shake in the wind. His hand gently patted the rough and hard bark of the old tree beside him, and his voice was firm and clear in the wind: "Whether it is the Suss Empire. It's still the Jeppen Empire, when it comes to the fortunes of this country, all we can do is to unite sincerely, lead our army, and win this war for our empire."

Behind him, the generals from Sousse and Jeppen all stood solemnly.

"The town of Franço, we have broken through. With the help of the Adjudicator troops, no one could stop their advance. Bellive's eyes narrowed slightly, and he shone brightly: "Now." Five divisions of the First Army of the Northern Army had advanced to a position less than 40 kilometers from Sunset Mountain, and four divisions of the Third Army had also entered a sortie position less than 20 kilometers west of the town of Frenso. Our opponents, on the other hand, are in a dilemma on a long defensive line. They have less than twenty divisions in reserve, but they have to defend such a long front"

"They don't have the power to stop us anymore. I did everything I could, and now," Belif smiled and turned around, looked around at the generals behind him, and said word by word, "It's your time." East! Break through Sunset Mountain and take Phoenix! Lead our warriors all the way down to occupy the entire Leifeng Star, the entire Reske, and the entire Chakna! ”

"I'm just here watching, waiting, waiting for your good news!" A feverish, sickly flush welled up on Bellive's somewhat pale cheeks.

This short and sturdy old man with a fierce face stood up and saluted: "I wish you all prosperity and invincibility!" ”

The solemn generals, with boiling blood surging in their chests, strode down the mountain.

As they stepped into their cross-country flying vehicles or mechs and rushed to their own troops, they all looked up at the hill. The figure in the black coat, surrounded by dozens of staff officers, stood quietly under the big tree.

In my ears, I heard the sound of a military trumpet. You don't need to look at them to know that the armored forces of Western Covenant are rushing out of the mountains, from the jungles, from the canyons, and overwhelming to the east.

When the car door was closed, all the generals had only one thought left in their minds.

No one can stop this flood of steel.

Absolutely nothing!

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January 5, 2063.

The air battle over the town of Frenzo continues.

Army Group North and the Aresk Front of the Fijian League. In this area, a large number of land-based fighters were put into service. After the first wave of battles, the second and third waves of fighters arrived from other cities in the distance to join the frantic strangulation battle.

The fighter plane is like a swallow. The sky was darkened, shrouded in smoke from the criss-crossing energy cannons and missiles. The scurrying decoy missiles formed a dark cloud in the sky. From time to time, warplanes were hit, or turned into a fireball in the sky that projected wreckage, or whistling to disintegrate in the flame light belt, or thick smoke billowing headlong into the distant mountains.

The fight of the fighters took the lead in opening the prelude to this decisive battle. Both sides, each with their own plans, threw their air forces into the skies over the town of Franço. It seems that he has an iron heart to complete the duel here.

Unbeknownst to the battlering pilots, a treacherous army battle would break out 220 kilometers away at Sunset Hill when they were in a decisive battle over the town of Franço.

And under the fighters they flown over, a highest-level mecha battle for the purpose of controlling the battlefield and covering up intelligence has begun.

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