Volume 9 Chapter 23 Blitz (6)

When Longman jumped up from the couch. Reinhardt just sat quietly, holding his coffee, stirring the coffee spoon leisurely, watching the milky white gradually melt into the swirling dark brown swirl.

The rich aroma of Bellastar's famous triangular coffee snaws all around, wisps wafting under the noses of the iron-faced Sujie coalition staff officers in the room.

Hundreds of instruments in the command hall are flashing lights, beating screens, or chirping. The hurried footsteps and never-ending noise of the front-line command room are now gone.

After "General Reinhardt" Longman got the information from the front, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Reinhardt.

Sunset Mountain could not be attacked for a long time, and the troops suffered heavy losses. At this moment, there was bad news that the front-line sortie positions were attacked and the battlefield intelligence was controlled by the enemy, and he unknowingly regarded Reinhardt as the backbone.

"Judging by the targets of the enemy's attacks and the losses of the troops, their strength is no more than an armored regiment," Reinhardt put down his coffee cup, stared at the Skynet screen that had just changed by entering intelligence data, and said slowly: "If I were General Longman, I'd let my troops teach them a lesson"

He took a sip of coffee: "If the front-line troops can't stop them, I'll be interested in fighting them!" ”

"Immediately order the sorties to clear the front of the positions," Longman immediately decided. Rushing at the staff officer beside him, he roared: "Delay the time of the general attack until you completely control the initiative on the battlefield." Tell them, no matter what the cost, within two hours, drive these rats back to Sunset Mountain! ”

"Come and don't be rude," Reinhardt looked at the time and muttered to himself, "You hit yours, I'll hit mine." ”

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Outside the swaying porthole of the command mecha, clusters of red light suddenly flashed from the distant mountains. The sound of violent explosions, which hit the valley again and again, was deafening.

"Fatty," Bonnie grabbed the handrail hard to keep her balance, and at the same time held the communicator, switching to the command channel: "The first division and the second regiment are still two kilometers away from St. John's Town. ”

"Rashid is a fast dog," the fat man drove the logic fart and followed the command mecha, no matter how he looked like a minion trotting all the way with the sedan chair. Or the one who reaches out to ask for food next to the rich man is called Hanako. He sat in the cabin, scratching his ears and cheeks, "Bonnie, why don't I go to the front and have a look?" ”

"Don't go!" Bonnie flatly rejected the fat man's proposal.

This fat man is naturally timid and afraid of death, but he is also a bastard who is easy to show off, he likes to bully the weak the most, and he will bite into it no matter what he wants.

There are 500 super mecha warriors driving the twelfth generation [rampant] to follow him as bodyguards and thugs. The dead fat man has inflated himself to the extreme, walking with his nostrils facing the sky, and has the face of my eldest 2. I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and when I see a rabbit, I want to go up to three miles, just to shake the fat general's current eight-sided majesty.

didn't let him go to the front, Bonnie didn't just think about his safety, but also because he couldn't afford to lose that person. Whenever this guy drove a tattered mecha and happily monkey stole peach boys to worship Guanyin in the mecha group, she didn't know how to face the surprised and strange stares of those Fei Yang and Chuckner officers.

What's worse is that everyone has seen him drive that tattered mecha to knock down the enemy more than once, and arrogantly and arrogantly stretch out a long guy from his crotch, stirring up parts all over the sky.

It looks like a screaming donkey!

The proposal was rejected, and the fat man was depressed. Among several women, Bonnie is rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, and her temperament is actually extremely soft. Since childhood, she has received a traditional education from Gacharin, and after following herself, it can be said that she helped to kill people and set fires by herself. But if she really stubbornly gets stubborn, she can't be strong. She said she wasn't allowed to go, so she was definitely not allowed to go.

Seeing that he was about to enter the battle, he brought a large group of super thugs, but he couldn't go up to shake his majesty. It's really uncomfortable. The fat man sighed, worried, scratched for a long time, and didn't find a way.

After taking out the reinforcements from the West Covenant northwest of the town of Franço, the two armored divisions of the bandit army merged one way, and formed two attack arrows with the 33rd Army of Fiyan and Chacner on the other road, and penetrated the defense section of the town of St. John, 40 kilometers northwest of the town of Franço.

St. John's Town is located in a mountainous area at an altitude of more than 200 meters, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and its geographical location is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Because the Resque Front had deployed an integrated Chackner Panzer Division and two infantry regiments here, which were heavily defended, Belif bypassed the closer place and chose the relatively easy town of Frenso as a flank diversion battlefield.

However, even so, in order to contain the Filipino defenders in this defensive section, Belif still added two armored regiments and one mechanized infantry regiment to the original five armored regiments and one mechanized division in this theater.

At the same time as the Battle of Frenzo began, the Western Army also launched an attack on the town of St. John.

Originally, for more than a month, the town of St. John had fought extremely fiercely. This time, in order to hold the defenders of St. John's Town in place, the Western Army, which was attacking head-on, almost non-stop attacking the defensive line. Judging from the Skynet information from the buttocks, this war zone is completely a hand-to-hand combat strangulation.

This is the first of the six theaters that the bandit army is about to cross.

From here to the north, the six major theaters were next to each other, and after the attack was launched, it could no longer stop. It's like the flapping wings of a butterfly, only after a thousand miles of agitation. It is possible to form the hurricane that sweeps everything, and once it is blocked at a certain point, and Belriff reacts, the huge Western army can let this breeze sink into the iron walls in all directions.

You have to keep going north, and then north! Defeat all enemy forces along the way and kick away all the obstacles until you reach Sunset Mountain!

On the console of the mecha computer, several crisp electronic prompts sounded. On the screen, the forward troops on both flanks were already approaching the town of St. John, less than two kilometers away from the battlefield where the fire was being exchanged. The pre-war preparations have been completed, just waiting for the final order.

The fat man sat up straight, seriously analyzed the battlefield situation, and drew several attack lines on the computer screen, long or short, at different angles and arcs.

This is what he has to do now before every attack. It is a commander's duty to see through the opponent, grasp the pulse of the battlefield, and formulate an attack route as precise as a scalpel. From now on, he must use the same moves, all the way to Leray, and even to Binart, to end this war!

And before that, he had to be in eighteen hours. Pierce the thorns along the way!

The signal, from the logic of the computer, is transmitted to the command mech, and then to the forward troops several kilometers away.

The 543 world seems to have fallen silent at this moment. The mechs that have arrived at the designated place are hidden in the night. The warriors watched silently at the fading numbers on the mech's computer screen. Some are taking deep breaths, some are hurrying to stuff food into their mouths

Twenty-one

When the indicator lights of all the mecha consoles were lit at the same time, tens of thousands of steel beasts jumped up from the mountains and jungles!

Rolling iron streams, roaring. Rushing over the valleys, up the hillsides, and down the undulating horizon.

The battlefield is just around the corner!

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A Chuckner mechanic gasped, pulling the joystick with both hands.

The scarred mecha roared to its feet from the mud. Black and yellow sludge and grass roots stuck to the heavy, cold steel armor, and the muddy water mixed with blood trickled down.

The canopy was broken. Cobweb-like cracks crawled all over the high-strength bulletproof glass. A few irregular fragments, scattered in front of the console. The hole in the shell on the left side of the console and the bloody scar on his left hand, which was no longer sufficient, were mementos of the desperate fight with a Seuss mad mech.

The Seuss mech, smashed into a ball of scrap metal, lay at the feet of the exhausted Chuckner mechanic. The mech's shell was completely deformed, and its body twisted in a strange shape. The flames rose into the sky, and the flames licked and rolled the blackened body in the cabin, reflecting the victor in front of him.

At the top of the mountain, hundreds of mechs on both sides are in a fierce firefight. Farther on the mountainside, down the hillside, countless Seuss mechs and Chuckner mechs are engaged in bloody battles. These fighting figures stretched all the way beyond the distant horizon. Mushroom clouds rose from this overwhelming mecha wargroup, and the fierce sound of energy cannons never stopped.

Chuckner spat hard and flicked the universal joystick. This ninth-generation [Tenglong] individual support mecha developed and produced by the Chakner Fulong Sword Company poked out four 110-millimeter caliber energy cannon barrels. The white energy converging tube extends from the center, and along with the surrounding four black accelerator tubes, it converges on the muzzle energy burster.

A flickering filament of light was entwined in the muzzle, and as the fighter pressed the red fire button on the universal control lever, the four accelerator tubes rotated rapidly around the energy aggregation tube, and an olive-shaped energy light bullet ** came out, and four long energy bullet light chains swept towards the front of the position like four long whips.

"Seuss's seed!" Chakner's eyes had turned red, and his furious roar was like a thunderbolt in the sound of the bombardment: "Come on, come on!" ”

The energy cannon swept towards the swarming Seuss mechs. A Seuss mecha that couldn't dodge was swept away by the energy cannon light chain and trembled.

Chuckner smirked wickedly.

Even though there were still countless Seuss mechs pouring towards him down the hillside, and even though his mechs were in tatters, and even the energy shield had collapsed in the previous battle, he didn't care.

This is the land of Chucna! For many years, the military of this country. Just stand in front of the enemy again and again, defending this country, this land with your life!

Perhaps, the memory of the race war has dissipated in the long river of thousands of years, and the soldiers who drove the oldest mechs and fought with ancient guns, even the names on the monuments have long been eroded by the wind and rain to obscurity. However, in the bloodline passed down from the ancestors and ancestors, there are still unyielding genes.

Two years of war have completely awakened the country. In the face of Seuss, in the face of Jeppen, in the face of this war that has swept the human world, Chacner has only the fighters who go forward and succeed!

The Seuss mecha, which had been frozen by the energy cannon, trembled like chaff. Finally, after a violent explosion, it turned into a cloud of fragments. Debris large and small, like a burning meteor shower, lit up the mountains in the night.

Countless Seuss mechs rushed over the rain of fire to the top of the mountain, and countless scarred Chakner mechs crossed the mech that stood at the forefront of the position and met the enemy. The high-speed collision of the mecha and the interplay of gold and iron during the fight are like a war song without a prelude, and when the first note sounds, it enters a sonorous climax.

At this moment, everyone suddenly noticed that in the night, a row of bright lights appeared on the undulating horizon of the distant mountain.

Not just a hill, but also on the left, on the right, and in the valley between the hills, and at the far end of the road flowing down with the first row of lights, and the second row of lights jumping out from behind the mountain. Then the third row, the fourth row gradually, this row of lights, became overwhelming!

It was a patch of intertwined lightning, a pool of boiling lava.

They rolled down the hillside, across the flanks of the battlefield, and swept everything in an unstoppable position! The flanks of the Seuss armored cluster, almost as soon as they touched, began to collapse dominoes. The chaos brought by the falling mechs and the bursting fires spread across the battlefield like the shock wave of an explosion.

The exhausted Chakner warrior stared blankly at everything in front of him.

Now he needs to use both hands to hold the lever and keep the mecha stable. At the same time that he had just destroyed the Suss mech, his own mech had also been severely damaged. A few energy cannonballs punched a few holes in the mecha's body, and if it weren't for the companions next to him who met the enemy in time, he would have fallen long ago.

Because he lost his combat effectiveness, at this time, he was the most idle one on this mountain where the fierce battle was in full swing.

When the overwhelming mecha lights brightened the pupils, the company commander's voice changed to a roar in the communication channel: "That's our army, that's our army!" ”

Blood rushed to the top of his head at once.

In a trance, a loud charge sounded, and his rear position sounded. He turned his head and saw countless figures, leaping out of the trench like tigers.

Counterattack!.

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