"Where have the troops of the Northern Commercial Alliance moved now?"

Chuck strode over to the electronic sand table, looking down at the flashing cursor on the sand table and the virtual terrain of the mountains and hills. He was already impatient with the boring battle.

"The four battalions of the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment of the Northern Alliance have left the west of the central city and are assembling 25 kilometers east of Puluo Town, preparing to pass through the ring road and penetrate in the southwest direction." The staff officer standing next to the sand table quickly replied, he looked at the watch on his wrist: "However, the bandit army has destroyed most of the road between the west of the central city and the town of Puluo, and their advance is very slow, and it is estimated that it will take two hours to reach the designated place. ”

"Two hours! This is their most elite armored regiment? Chuck snorted coldly, his eyes wandering back and forth on the sand table: "What about the northern front, I remember that they still have two armored regiments from the industrial area north of Central City, where are they now?" ”

"Those are the two mixed regiments of the Northern Alliance." "They're moving even slower, since the bandit army has been running long distances to Silicon Valley, the road over there has become a muddy swamp, and now, they've just passed through Silicon Valley along the trail in the outer agricultural area, and it's still two hundred kilometers away from Puluo Town," said the military staff officer. ”

"These idiots, this is what they call a coordinated attack?" Chuck slapped the electronic sandbox and said angrily.

"Colonel, those guys are trying to pick up ready-made." A military staff officer with brown hair and a somewhat morbidly pale skin said: "During the attack on the port of Lille, those militia allies of ours tasted such sweetness, a thousand Far Eastern Victory mechs and more than a dozen cunning foxes. Just let the world's largest genre organization collapse, this time, with us in front of the attack, they seem to only want to swagger all the way to Pur Town. ”

"Stupid businessmen organize ......," Chuck snorted coldly, "I always like to fiddle with their little cleverness, I really don't know, how could the military department choose such a group of waste...... Contact Selwall and ask him to order his troops to speed up their march and go on the offensive as quickly as possible. The precious lives of the warriors of the Seuss Empire were not sacrificed for this filthy planet. ”

"Yes!" A military staff officer took the order.

Chuck set his sights on the virtual screen. In the monitoring screen of the television device of the electronic mecha, the seventh attack of the 402nd regiment ended in failure again. The wreckage of dozens of boxing mechs piled up on the not-so-steep slope of Heights 205, blazing, and the retreating Seuss mechs retreated into the sortie position in a panic like ants that had been copied under the enemy's fierce artillery fire.

Looking at the position less than 500 meters wide on the 205 heights, Chuck blushed, and immediately issued an order diametrically opposed to the precious lives of the Seuss soldiers: "Order the first and second battalions of the 402nd Regiment to immediately regroup." Throw yourself into the offensive and tell them that whoever dares to take a step back will be corrected on the spot! Order the 3rd Battalion of the 402nd Regiment to follow behind and take an oil-adding attack, even if it is filled with life, it must take down this high ground before dark! ”

Chuck didn't want to be ridiculed by Seuss's colleagues after the war, two fully armored regiments. Not even a single high ground can be taken. In his opinion, the honor of the Seuss soldiers is far more precious than the lives of the Seuss soldiers.

The creaking of metal grinding and the noise sounded again, and the officers were shouting and shouting loudly from the sortie positions of the Seuss Panzer Regiment. The order he had just received was read out. The bulky boxing king mecha that had retreated from the defeat regained a bit of sharpness in the regrouping of the attack formation, the roar of the roaring engine and the sound of passwords.

The first few defeats were not unacceptable for the Sousse army. Although the high ground occupied by the enemy is not steep, the terrain is complex, and the narrow slope cannot accommodate too many mechs to attack at the same time. And the enemy's powerful firepower. It was the time when everyone did not estimate the ground before the war, the first attack. The Seuss soldiers almost thought they had run head-on into the main regiment of some Filipino country.

After several tentative attacks, although the two battalions of the 402nd Regiment lost nearly 200 mechs, the other side was also uncomfortable, their losses were greater, and the resistance became weaker each time. Several times, several mechs of the first battalion rushed into the trenches of the other side, if it weren't for those cunning guys digging a lot of mecha traps with leg mines buried in the position, if it weren't for them to launch a counterattack in the same way, now, the 402nd regiment would have been roasting and camping on the 205 heights.

Colonel Chuck gave the death order, and the officers nervously made pre-battle deployments. On the slope in front of the sortie position, more than a hundred boxers and more than a dozen fortresses were frantically pouring artillery fire on the enemy's high ground, and behind the position, thousands of mechs lined up in three assault formations. This time, it is not allowed to retreat, if the first battalion all falls on the way to attack, then, the second battalion will fill in, if the second battalion is also finished, it will be the third battalion that will charge, until the position is completely occupied!

Concentrating superior forces and forcibly piercing a point of the enemy's line, such a strong assault was a method of warfare that the Souss army was very familiar with, and they had done it countless times before. The only difference is that in the past, they were facing the armored forces of Chakner or other countries, but this time, they were facing a group of infantry from the free world.

Even if the intensity of the bandits' firepower and resistance were somewhat unexpected, Colonel Chuck was a little fuss-conscious.

On the cockpit console computer of the boxing mecha, with the red light of a warning light next to it, a large section of information and coordinates was turned out, and immediately, the Seuss mecha warriors who were assembling heard the originally gentle cannon sound on the defense line suddenly became urgent.

A meteor shower-like cloud of energy cannon light leaped across the low sky at dusk and smashed into the 205 heights. The blast wave of the explosion rolled up loose sand and stones and threw them in all directions. The messy wind was wrapped in dust and fluttered in all directions. Dead branches and rubble were scattered, intertwined in the air, and rained down on the slopes. The leaves and rocks crackled and crackled.

The fire coverage lasted for a full half an hour, and the mechs on the position that were shelled in the form of four-corner brackets almost used up a whole box of energy, and the violent vibration during the shelling made the entire defense line tremble.

A section of the defensive mech in the center of the front has been ripped open to the wings, revealing a path straight to the 205 heights.

"The first battalion. All Assault! ”

With an order, more than 300 mechs of the first battalion of the 402nd Regiment of Seuss rushed out of the woods and jumped out of the two-meter-high trench armored explosion-proof wall.

The dense formation, as the mecha sprinted rapidly, spread out, like a handful of mung beans that had been scattered. Behind them, the remaining two battalions maintained a tight formation, moving little by little, filling the gaps left by the sortie mechs.

The earth shakes the mountains and shakes the ground, and the mecha footsteps are sound. Who would believe that those flesh and blood on the 205 heights would be able to withstand such an attack.

"It's coming!"

Kozmo's heart was beating violently. The brown dirt, the burning wreckage, the black remnants of the explosion on the ground and the red stains of blood, the plumes of smoke that soared into the sky, everything twisted and became unreal in the furious charge of the Seuss mechs.

This was the first battle in the first camp of the **3 regiments and 1 camp of the bandit army led by Kozmo. Despite the presence of Markavich and Sharp Knife, Kozmo couldn't help but keep his heart racing.

As a machine soldier who grew up in the free world. Kozmo, like the rest of the Shadow Flow in the first battalion, was accustomed to all sorts of fights. It was meant to be part of their lives. However, everything I have experienced is different from the war in front of me!

To be honest, when he first entered the position, Kozmo was really flustered.

The position was dug out of a mecha trench up to five meters deep. Just enough for the mech to enter the trench in a crawling position - as soon as it enters the trench. The whole world has changed.

Countless earth energy cannonballs fell from the sky, and the sound of violent explosions was one after another, densely packed, without the slightest gap. The sand and gravel that rose into the sky were like waves crashing against the embankment, falling in a messy manner, smashing against the outer armor of the mech, making a crackling sound.

Sky. It has been obscured by the smoke and flying dust from the burning mech. Countless stumps and severed arms. Flesh and blood, large and small, flew right in front of Kozmo. Blood. In the explosion, it turned into a cloud of blood mist, staining the transparent canopy red.

Kozmo even watched as a severed palm, with only three fingers, pressed against the porthole in front of him, slid down to cut a gap between the blood mist that obscured everything and filled with the glow of dusk and the smoke of fire. =START=Seeing through this blood-colored crevice is hell.

Not only here, but the entire free world, and even the entire universe, are such regions!

Kozmo knew that this was a war that engulfed the entire human world, and people like him could not avoid it no matter what. It is impossible for him to bend his knees and beg for mercy, nor to hide in the mountains and forests. Although they are civilian fighters, the education they have received since childhood is still honor and battle.

However, you don't have to fight if you want to. The free world has been locked down for too long. What is isolated is not only the economy and technology of this era, but also the war. They never imagined that the real war would be like this!

Without a complete set of energy attack means and energy defense system, on the battlefield of this era, it is almost equivalent to bare hands and naked ****. No matter how high the skill of hand-to-hand combat is, in a group battle, there is no power to fight back. The old projectile weapons of the free world are more like toys in the hands of children than energy weapons. Military mechs of modern countries do not even need energy shields, and their armor alone is enough to withstand the attacks of ninety-nine percent of metal projectile weapons.

I was lucky to be able to join the bandit army. It's not just Kozmo who thinks so, it's almost every fighter who joins the bandits. And this feeling of luck became especially strong when he took over the controller of the newly modified mecha from the fat man!

The lore stream and the mountain breaking stream, these two genres that once stood at the top of the pyramid, have been defeated! Their mechs of the genre and infantry regiments armed with old-fashioned weapons were crushed in front of the military mechs of the Northern Merchant Alliance. At this time, the third regiment of the bandit army had its own military combat mecha - the sword.

To be honest, the operators at the time were disappointed. This kind of local mecha converted from a private mecha is very rudimentary. Even compared to the completely decorated mechs of the Seuss Empire, the sword looked like a commoner standing in front of the nobles.

The sword is seven meters tall. It is black and weighs 58 tons, and is a medium-sized individual mecha. The head of the mecha is the shape of the helmet of a medieval heavy knight, and such a helmet-like head, whether it is a military mecha or a civilian mecha, is often used, but the style is different, simple and easy to manufacture.

But. Obviously, no one had the heart to help make this helmet of the sword beautiful, and the overall look was like the inferior iron surface that the barbaric century had put on the prisoners, the uneven shell was wrapped in the electronic vision system, and the ears had two round holes, so that the radar system finally showed a little bit, and the ugly mouth of the loading and measuring system was like a pumpkin carved by a Halloween child, without any industrial beauty.

Under the head of the mecha is the fuselage. The neck is not. It doesn't have much use other than increasing the enemy's attack parts, and the humanoid mech doesn't mean it has to be exactly the same as a man. However, those radish heads from Silicon Valley are also a little bastard, and the lower edge of the helmet of the sword is almost retracted into the thick shoulders, this is the aesthetic of those technological monsters?

On the chest was a whole thick and ugly piece of composite armor, with broad shoulders and strong arms, it looked. It's not so much a mechanic as a few solid lumps of steel put together. Coupled with the anti-articulation legs that looked like frog's legs and the three-toed soles of the dinosaurs, the warriors couldn't make any connection to the ethereal name of the devil's muscular man and the sword.

Such an ugly design, placed in a private mecha full of streamlined aesthetics, no one wants to take a second look. But. When you really sit in the cockpit of the mecha ground. While fighting this ugly piece of iron, the Warriors realized what they had gotten - it was a masterpiece. They can't even wait to sleep in the cockpit of this ugly mech every day!

For scientists, the machine men still slander them, and they praise the fat people.

In the eyes of the mechists, the ugly appearance must be the fault of those scientists who don't understand mechas. And the mecha is in actual control. The performance that meets almost every desire in their hearts must be the masterpiece of the fat chief!

There are no superb mecha control skills. Without a deep understanding of mecha combat, there is absolutely no way to use the limited materials and technology of the free world to create such a popular mecha.

Fierce power, this is the first understanding of the sword of the soldiers.

This ugly mecha is extremely powerful in terms of engine power, instantaneous explosive power and fist attack power. At this point, everyone was not too surprised, after all, just looking at the mecha's vicious shoulders and arms, they were mentally prepared.

However, the pilots were still scared when they saw the fat man driving this ugly guy in the mech demonstration and smashing a private mech into scrap metal. The lightning rush at a distance of fifty meters, the battering ram's shoulder, the deafening bang......

Looking at the deformed and distorted private mech, the eyes of the mechs fell to the ground. They never thought that the original mecha battle could be brutal to such an extent.

Next, they saw the speed provided by the sword's anti-articulation mechanical legs, and saw how agile the seemingly clumsy creature was.

The circular arrangement of the power compartment with four-circuit dual-engine engines is something that the pilots have never seen. The super explosive power provided by this engine makes the instantaneous speed of the sword far exceed that of all the private mechs that the fighters come into contact with.

Its 16-bar multi-body drivetrain and anti-joint drive system maximize the power provided by the engine. The heavy body of fifty-eight tons could not affect the speed of the mecha in the slightest. Moving and leaping, all the data of the mecha are standing above the standard of the ninth generation mecha.

Owning a ninth-generation standard military combat mech was a fantasy for free-world fighters before.

No one expected that this fantasy would become a reality.

Clover Studio's cemented carbide, Terrain Dragon Studio's multi-body drivetrain, Titan Studio's Super Induction Array Radar technology, Muller's Bionic Drive Technology, and Constantine's Six-Point Collaborative Joint System. The Black Devil Studio's three-point layout electronic balancer, the Jacques Studio's Energy Mask Frequency Conversion Neutralization Technology, and the Pyramid Studio's Invisible Paint ...... The cutting-edge technology of these top scientific research institutions in the free world has become a part of the mecha, coupled with the engine technology and hummingbird auxiliary thruster provided by the fat man, it can be said that the sword is the top mecha that truly represents the free world.

In terms of long-range firepower, the fat man spares no effort. On the mech, those barrels that look terrible on the outside. They are one 260 mm caliber main energy cannon and two 50 mm caliber energy machine guns. Although the barrel is ugly, the ground metal used is smelted according to the recipe of Lelei's military weapons, which is enough to withstand tens of thousands of energy fires.

This kind of energy cannon made by the energy burst device technology and energy catapult technology provided by the fat man, after the joint research of dozens of top scientists in the logistics research department, can not only be produced with the existing resources and equipment of the free world, but also surpass many world-renowned energy cannons in some important indicators. Coupled with the self-loading shell-out armor-piercing missile, the entire mecha is not an exaggeration to describe it as a fire fortress.

Now, it's a free-world technology battle. First appearance!

The Souss Panzer Regiment was covered with ferocious artillery fire, and it came to an abrupt halt as dozens of boxers at the forefront of the triangular attack formation broke through a hundred meters in front of the 205th Highland Front.

The smoke from the explosion had not yet dispersed in the wind, and the sand and gravel that fell like a torrential rain still crackled non-stop. In the violent trembling of the earth, a portable energy cannon discarded at the front of the position with a twisted barrel was completely trampled into scrap metal by a mechanical foot that fell from the sky, and it was filled with gunsmoke. The majestic figure of the first boxing champion appeared on the bandit position.

Sporadic artillery fire could not stop the advance of the Seuss mecha. After the first boxing champion, there was a second, and then a third......

When the front end of the entire triangular attack formation had already penetrated deep into the endless smoke and dust of the 205th Highland Front. All the Seuss soldiers in the rear. It's all relaxed. Even the 2nd and 3rd Battalions of the 402nd Regiment, which had been preparing to fill in, involuntarily slowed down the pace of assembling on the sortie position.

Flesh and blood, after all, still can't stop the attack of the torrent of steel. Several attacks on the front ground have almost cut off a layer of 205 heights, and no living creature can survive anywhere. Not to mention that there are so many shells, even if they fall on the position and the ground is full of stones, it is enough to smash everyone on it into a pulp.

"Up!" Five hundred boxer mechs and dozens of fortress heavy mechs of the second battalion, which had already stood at the forefront of the sortie position, were under the command of the Seuss officer. Scrambled to jump out of the trenches. They are all old soldiers. At this time, no matter how brave you are, you won't get hurt. Naturally, they are all striving to be the first.

The commander of the 3rd Battalion who followed behind. Subconsciously looked at the time on the helmet electronic glasses, turned his head with a smile, and wanted to say something to the regiment commander whose expression was also relaxed...... However, before he could speak, a smile froze on his face.

On the 205 heights, a military horn was faintly heard.

The commander of the third battalion suddenly turned around, and his afterglow swept over his colleagues beside him. Yes, from the expressions on everyone's faces, he knew that he had heard it correctly, either an electronic military trumpet, or a military trumpet! A military horn sounded with your mouth! The loud and short sound of the horn pierced through the smoke curtain and resounded through the sky.

Immediately, the first earth-shattering explosion sounded on the 205 heights.

Violently exploded and flashed, illuminating the smoke screen in front of the position!

"Kill!"

A voice, immediately followed by the sound of bugles and explosions. Like a huge exclamation point after a speech.

In the blink of an eye, on the 205 heights, countless huge and vicious figures jumped out of the trenches. It was an ugly mecha that the Suss had never seen before, and they suddenly appeared in front of the boxing mecha that was caught off guard, and the 260 mm caliber energy cannon spewed out countless death light clusters, intertwined into a thrilling firepower network.

The dozen or so boxing mecha that rushed to the front were instantly swallowed by these light clusters. Their energy shield reached energy saturation in less than a second and eventually burned the energy probe, and immediately after, the mech's armor was torn to shreds, and the entire mech was torn apart in a violent explosion.

More and more ugly mechs jumped out of the trenches, and their firepower began to stretch, chains of light, as their terrible barrels stirred.

"God!"

On the sortie position, all the Seuss were dumbfounded.

They do not understand when, those infantrymen on the positions turned into a whole armored battalion. They didn't understand why their mecha radar and electronic mecha hadn't been able to detect the changes in the enemy's position, and they didn't understand where the army called the bandit army had found so many madmen who dared to fire under the fire of the boxer mecha at a distance of fifty meters.

The triangular assault formation of the 1st Battalion began to scatter.

The unexpected blow inevitably caused the Seuss mech warriors to fall into a panic. They forgot where they were, forgot about coordination and cover, and at such an almost reachable distance, they could only desperately dodge and blindly fire.

Their 180 mm caliber energy cannon dwarfs in front of the opponent's energy cannon. The Seuss were going crazy, and they couldn't imagine why such a large-caliber energy cannon would appear on the mechs of the free world, and not on the flanks of some frigate.

Is this still a mecha?

There is no time to figure out their doubts. The almost furious firepower of the bandit mecha washed away like a flood

The triangular formation of the Seuss, on the narrow slopes of the 205 heights, was huddled together. If, they are still facing those infantry, this is not a problem at all. Even in the face of the private mechs of the free world that they knew, it was not a problem.

However, when they were faced with hundreds of such ugly and fierce mechs on the battlefield, it was a disaster!