The Blackclaw Monster Cluster did not attack immediately after approaching the New Apennine Peninsula, but stopped, although there was no way to know for sure, but Alexander, with his war instincts, believed that these monsters were resting, and they needed to relieve the fatigue of the long run before the battle began.

Alexander trusts his instincts, he is an experienced veteran at the age of thirty-two Chinese New Year's Eve, and he has participated in actual combat, after the end of the first interstellar war, the four major forces are not a group of harmony, regional wars occur from time to time, as an elite power armor soldier, he has followed the imperial fleet to many places, he has fought with the fanatical soldiers of the Earth Federation, and also dealt with the sissy soldiers of the commercial complex, He's done a lot of the guys in the Freedom League who shout long live freedom all day long, and he's the best of the best.

Before this incident, Alexander had been promoted to major because of his military merits, officially stepped into the ranks of colonel-level officers, and was transferred to the good place of New Rome as the commander of a power armored battalion in the local garrison, which was a beautiful difference, he originally thought that he might not have any chance to go to the battlefield in the future, but he didn't expect that such a shocking event happened only half a month after he arrived.

Alexander's Power Armored Battalion had been crippled in previous battles, and his unit, like the robots in the New Apennines, had tried to create a strong line of defense and create a safe area, but their defenses had not even been able to hold off the first onslaught of the Blackclaw.

There are just too many of these monsters!

The Holy Galactic Empire's army is staffed, with a power armored battalion of four hundred power armor troops, but in that failed defensive battle. Alexander lost half of his manpower.

After that the troops were dispersed. Alexander commanded half of his only power armored battalion, gathered some of his allies, and began a hard guerrilla war, killing many small groups of Blackclaw, but also paying a heavy price for it, the more the team fought fewer people, and there was not enough ammunition or anything, and in fact. Their actions did little to help the bigger picture.

This fact is desperate, but Alexander did not give up, even if it did not help the overall situation, but he felt that he could at least save more people, he did not feel that he was a good person or a great person, he just felt that as a soldier, he should protect the people.

So after knowing that there was such a fleet on this side of the New Apennine Peninsula, he rushed over with the remnants of his defeated army, escorting a team of refugees who had been under their protection.

Then Alexander saw the strangest army he had ever seen in his life.

An army with almost no human soldiers. An army of almost fully intelligent machines.

Unmanned intelligent warships, unmanned intelligent fighters. There was also a staggering number of battle droids - aside from the pretty female commander and her personal guards, Alexander had no idea of any other humans in this strange fleet.

What the Imperial Veterans didn't know was that even the beautiful one named Melissa. Mao's female commander and her personal guards are actually all intelligent robots wearing artificial skins, and the fleet sent by Zhao Fan does not have any human members at all.

Alexander offered to join the battle, feeling that this foreign fleet was fighting, and as a native of the Empire and a soldier, there was no reason for him to hide behind.

Sister Mao has no objection to this, it is always good to have more strength, in order to complete the task given to her by her master, she needs all the strength that can come in handy.

So Alexander and his remnants of the defeated generals also appeared on the defensive line, which was less than eighteen kilometers long, and Sister Mao regarded them as independent reserves.

At this moment, through the footage transmitted back by his own fighters, Alexander, who was observing the movements of the Blackclawed monsters, was really under a lot of pressure.

There were so many Blackclaw monsters that appeared this time, more than any he'd ever encountered before!

Even in the last battle that brought his unit apart, there weren't so many Blackclaw!

And it's just a line of defense less than 18 kilometers long!

Even if the math was really taught by the PE teacher, Alexander could have calculated what a terrible succession of attacks this short line of defense would be under in such a situation - it would definitely be a wave of attacks without stopping!

No human army can withstand such an onslaught, because people will always get tired unless there is a sufficient number of soldiers to rotate constantly!

Luckily, it's not the human soldiers who are defending this line of defense, but the tireless army of machines!

But even if it's a machine, it still needs to be replenished with ammo, and compared to the Blackclaw, there are still a little too few robots on the defensive line.

Can it really be blocked?

Unbeknownst to Alexander, the only consolation he had now was that it was a three-dimensional line of defense, defended by a staggering number of warships and many more warplanes in the sky in addition to the battle robots on the defensive line.

Air-ground coordination, integrated combat, and the Blackclaw monsters don't seem to have the ability to attack the air?

In the past, Alexander had no doubts about the strength of the line, but after seeing the near-invincible black tide of terror that the Blackclaws piled up in numbers, he had no confidence at all.

Alexander was not alone in his lack of faith.

"Boss, do you think these robots can really hold on?"

A Power Armorer asked.

"Absolutely!"

Alexander said categorically, but even he could hear how lacking his answer was.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Alexander grabbed the communicator, ready to contact the beautiful female commander of the machine army.

You can't give the enemy a chance to rest, and an exhausted enemy is always better to deal with than a recharged enemy, so you shouldn't be passive in defense now, you should take the initiative to attack.

At the very least, it is possible to send flying units to strike at the enemy from the air.

He thought so.

Then, before he could connect to the communication, he heard the roar of warplanes cutting through the air overhead.

Alexander looked up and saw that countless warplanes were forming a dense formation, rushing in the direction where the Blackclaw had stopped.

The battle has finally begun.

(Thanks to dfefgbx, Jakkele's 100 rewards, thanks to god-level hero fans, 10 rewards of endless breeze, and finally, the subscription skyrocketed during anti-piracy, and it fell sharply in the past two days, and I was really tired and didn't love it) (To be continued.) )