Chapter 49: The Massacre
On the small slope of the horizon JL, a group of black mecha figures appeared, and they stopped รท.
Behind him, there were forty-one Adjudicators and two Seuss armored regiments. About three kilometers further back is Longman's command cluster. The seven regiments that were dragging behind had already expanded to the left and right for nearly ten kilometers. However, since approaching the 10-kilometer radius of the Fifth Resource Highway, they have not encountered any resistance.
The defensive line JL set up along the D tiptoe intercity highway is empty. Judging from the color of the dirt exposed and the degree of messiness in the position, it is clear that these Filipino defenders have just left. It seems to be to make way for them. Judging from the news from the breakout troops from other directions, the Filipino coalition forces have strengthened their interception against them. The abnormal behavior of the Filipino coalition forces has made everyone feel uneasy.
The fog of war is always everywhere. No one knows whether it was the misjudgment of the commander of the Filipino coalition that just gave the command cluster a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, or whether they deliberately set a trap and waited for the turtle to be caught in the urn.
However, at this point, no matter whether there are opportunities or traps ahead, everyone seems to be able to rush forward with their eyes closed.
Nine armored regiments with low morale and lost most of the logistics and fire support units were just a red-eyed gambler with few chips. If they want to turn the book, they have no other way but to give it a go. If you are cautious about gains and losses, what awaits this force is the end of being calmly annihilated by the enemy.
It is difficult for the soldiers of Western Covenant to accept the change from being overwhelmed to fleeing, but this is the reality, and in the face of reality, they can only choose to accept it. Reinhardt's eyes narrowed dangerously.
He could already see the intersection of the Raccoon Dog Highway and the Fifth Resources Highway. You can also hear the faint sound of artillery coming from the west side of the Fifth Resource Highway.
On the road ahead, the only force that stood in its way stood on the small dirt slope at most twenty meters high. Five hundred black mecha as devilish as the devil, holding their arms, like a group of thugs. At the front of them, a mecha of the same model, but with a tattered appearance, crouched on the ground, looking coldly. Needless to say, Reinhardt also knew who was standing in front of him.
That filthy and lewd fat man always likes to pretend to be a wretched creature who doesn't feel dangerous, a beggar who doesn't threaten. The [Warcraft] he drove used to look like this, but now he has a new mecha, and it still looks like this.
He waved his hand slightly, signaling the warriors behind him to transform into an attack formation. The scouts scattered around have already sent back reports one after another. Within ten kilometers of the Jiqiang Intercity Highway, no trace of the Fiji League's large troops was found. Longman, who was dragging behind, had already ordered the troops to spread to the left and right, establish a blocking line, and cover the passage of the main force. That fat hand, do you want to use these 500 never-before-seen mecha to fight against yourself?!
Reinhardt thought to himself, a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. He had to admit that the fat man's kindness, the guy who looked innocent in Mozic, who seemed to cry out soon after a little grievance, was challenging himself in the craziest way and with the toughest voice. He knew very well in his heart that these five hundred mecha were definitely not that simple.
This should be the strongest force of the bandit army. There is intelligence that Fimeng has developed the latest twelfth generation mecha, perhaps, it is the one that appears in front of you.
Those who can fly these mechs will certainly not be ordinary mecha warriors. The fat man is now the ruler of the free world of Mars, where there is nothing else, but there are many super-fast mecha commanders and mecha god of war. It is easy to block your own bandit special battalion from Sunset Mountain, and you can guess the strength of these devil mecha that is following behind you.
Reinhardt was sure that the forty-one adjudicators he had on hand would not be the match for these five hundred devil mechs. Even if there is an advantage in one against ten, the difference in numbers is too great. As for the Seuss mecha in the back, not to mention. Even if all nine regiments rushed up, it would be impossible to annihilate these five hundred mechs.
Since the outbreak of the war between Lelei and Gacharin, the mecha battle mode has been profoundly changing every day.
From long-range firepower and precision shooting as combat elements, to high-speed dashes based on wave cover and triangular attack formations, from the long-term tug-of-war that takes an average of 500 shells to destroy a full-energy shield mech, to the instantaneous devastating strike in hand-to-hand combat, mechs, an army weapon that evolved from ancient thin-skinned tanks, are constantly evolving.
Evolution means obsolescence. Any force that cannot keep up with the times will be abandoned in a brutal war.
And now, when small countries are still developing ninth-generation mechas, buying a small amount of equipment for ten generations and several levels, and big countries are still developing tenth-generation mechas, and trying to popularize the combat method of hand-to-hand combat to every unit, mecha battles have actually entered the era of high-end mecha dominance. The emergence of the twelfth generation of mecha is a sign of the beginning of this new era.
One Adjudicator may not be a thing&0, but ten hundred Adjudicators can lead a battle, and even capture a battle column B in space! Must, this devil mecha on the other side is about the same level. That's what Sauber wants to know the most! In order to beat Hastings, he needs to master a seven-do
Reinhardt slowly checked the mech's energy and the status of each system. The forty-one adjudicators behind him looked at the enemy on the hillside calmly, while the two Seuss armored regiments were already in an uproar at the moment. "There is no enemy for ten kilometers on the left and right flanks, it's a good opportunity, what are you doing here, let's rush over!" "Who are these mechs? Bandits?! "In this plain where there are no fortifications to rely on, five hundred mechs to intercept us? It's ridiculous-!! These crazy people, do they really think they are omnipotent gods? "I've never seen this kind of mecha, they don't seem to be easy to deal with..." No matter how difficult it is, there are only 500 of them.
This is a plain area, we don't need to attack positions, just pass quickly. No matter how powerful they are, they can intercept us in such a wide area and eat us all?!
"That's right, everybody's cheering up. The reason for the defeat in the Battle of Sunset Hill was due to the fact that Frunso fed the war zone, not ours! How can the Souss soldiers be defeated and lose even the most basic morale! โ
"Everyone listen to the voice, Marshal Beliff is in front to meet us, our troops are squeezing this side, no matter who is in front of them, they only have five hundred mechas, and it is absolutely impossible to withstand our front and rear attacks!" "Rush over! On this planet, in the entire galaxy, we still have a great advantage, whether it is a space fleet or an army. As long as we rush over, we still have a chance!! "Can't die here, kill them!"
Under the deliberate guidance of the Seuss officer, Seuss's low morale was like a flickering candle flame being poured with gasoline, and for a while the flames rose, and the sound of shouting and killing pierced the clouds and cracked the stones.
Regardless of whether the Filipino coalition forces were intentional or unintentional, whether it was a trap or an opportunity in front of them, the opponent stood in the intercity highway passage of Route D with 500 mechs, blocking nine armored regiments, and even the arrogance of the ten armored divisions under Belif who came from the west at high speed, which made all the Western officers and soldiers feel both incredible and angry.
Those 500 black machines with arms in their arms? "And the tattered mecha crouching on the ground, like a little hooligan waiting at the school gate to observe the target of blackmail, is simply a naked humiliation to them.
Forty-one adjudicators have been silent. They stared fiercely at the hillside, their eyes as fierce as wounded beasts. The Judge is the world's top armored force!
Even if he failed to break through Sunset Mountain, the adjudicator did not detract from his own glory. Although the opponent is strong, it must also rely on the superiority in numbers, and rely on the position to achieve a battle loss ratio of nearly two to one. If the strength of the adjudicator is measured by the battle of Guangyang Mountain, then the enemy is very wrong III
The real power of the adjudicator lies not in the head-to-head duel, but in the endless strangulation! These five hundred camera armor, even if they blocked the nine Seuss armored regiments, could not stop the forty-two adjudicators.
Each adjudicator believed that he and his companions would be like wolves, piercing through their opponents' interception lines, escaping into the mountains and forests, and then turning around and biting off their flesh and blood one bite at a time!
The black adjudicators formed a triangular attack formation, and behind them, thousands of Seuss mechs spread out to form a larger attack cluster.
Longman's command cluster has come up. Except for the two regiments scattered on both flanks, the remaining five regiments were all in the shouts of the junior officers, one after the other, like flowing water, into the attack cluster, ready for a surprise attack. On the empty plain, a huge formation spread out endlessly.
The sunlight shone straight down, shining on the neat steel giant, reflecting a dazzling glare.
The engines roared, the clouds rushed in the sky, the shadows of the swimming swept across the earth, and the light flickered on and off. The atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became solemn.
After Reinhardt finished checking the mecha, he subconsciously looked left and right, and suddenly, a dancing flame on the mountain in the distance attracted his attention.
The mountain, waist-high weeds, bent aside in the wind, revealing a giant steel ladybug-like command mech. A petite, but incomparably familiar figure, stood quietly next to the mecha. Dozens of bandit mechs guarded her tightly.
The weeds rose and fell below her knees, and the mountain wind stirred her long hair like a beating flame. Reinhardt slowly adjusted the telescope and looked at the beautiful figure that floated like a fairy. Turning back suddenly, the tattered mecha was still squatting on the hillside.
The flame on the top of the mountain in the distance, the one on the mountain in front of him squatting on the ground like a ruffian, staring at his eyes tightly, making his eyes suddenly full of bloodshots! A few commands, flashed through my head. Sit down the judges, start running!