As the high-altitude smoke bombs exploded, Madukas could see that above his head, thick clouds of white smoke were spreading rapidly, instantly forming some kind of dark cloud-like existence, covering a large area of the sky. ↑

This discovery made him despair.

Because he is very aware of the opponent's intention to use these smoke bombs, which means that his side will not be able to get long-range fire support from the battleship for the time being, you know, the high-altitude smoke bombs released are not ordinary smoke, this kind of smoke is not only dense, affecting the field of vision, but also can play a certain role in interference, so that many long-range observation means lose their due function.

What's worse is that this is a kind of high-tech smoke that cannot be blown away by ordinary wind after mixing multiple materials, or in other words, this kind of diffused smoke is not actually smoke, but some kind of existence similar to smoke.

The enemy is determined to keep his own people in this crater!

Madukas, who was under the hail of enemy bullets, was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, because he knew that if it weren't for the amazing defensive power of this set of heavy power armor made of all-Babbitt alloy on his body, he might have already been smitten by the enemy's random guns - not that he didn't want to dodge, but it was actually the anti-gravity flying device, a newly developed thing that the organization had recently developed and began to try to equip, although the name sounded very high, and it did make people fly, but this technology had a big problem, that is, the flexibility was a little enough.

Of course, this is Madukas's personal opinion, and he really hasn't used power armor for a long time, let alone flying in the sky in power armor.

Watching his men who had managed to escape from the assault craft fly through the enemy's fire like nimble birds, Madukas began to regret why he suddenly wanted to be nostalgic and led the attack himself.

As the captain of the ship, you should stay on the battleship well!

Impulsiveness is really the devil!

"What the hell is this!"

He cursed, and while trying to maintain his flying posture, he raised the large-caliber assault rifle in his hand and accurately detonated the two anti-aircraft missiles that were flying in his direction from a distance.

But more missiles flew over.

"Damn it!"

Madukas knew that these anti-aircraft missiles were no better than the previous heavy machine gun bullets that could not break the defense on the all-Babbitt alloy power armor and could only make a clanging sound and then shock him a few times, as long as one shot came, he would be dead - maybe the power armor made of Babbitt alloy could withstand this kind of attack, maybe the cushioning device inside this new power armor could also protect him from being killed on the spot, but the anti-gravity flying device on his back would definitely be finished.

It's nearly a kilometer in the sky, and without the anti-gravity flying device, the consequences are self-evident.

Moreover, Madukas did not want to try the simple and crude method of being attacked by missiles to verify whether the power armor on his body had sufficient explosion-proof and cushioning protection.

Looking at the anti-aircraft missiles that were getting closer and closer to him, he gritted his teeth.

"Damn, I can only fight!"

He turned off the anti-gravity flying device on his back.

Without the support of the gravity-defying device, his body in heavy power armor suddenly fell to the ground like a heavy stone.

Several anti-aircraft missiles flew past him from his position, and Madukas escaped with a decisive decision, but he did not dare to turn the anti-gravity device back on immediately.

Because he saw that those missiles were starting to look for new targets under the effect of the guidance function, and he didn't want to encounter the exciting scene just now.

He continued to fall towards the ground, trying to adjust his position so that he looked no different from the other downed Power Armorers, and he wasn't too worried about falling to his death anyway.

This cunning behavior worked, and Madukas found himself not being attacked again.

This made him secretly happy.

He carefully observed the situation for a moment.

I don't know if I don't observe the results, but after careful observation, Madukas almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

He found that at least seven of the fifteen assault landing craft he brought had been destroyed by the enemy's intensive artillery fire before they had time to release the power armor they carried, and even the power armor soldiers in them were gone, and although the power armor in the other eight assault landing craft fled into the air in time, they were also caught off guard by the enemy's fierce anti-aircraft fire, and not only could not organize a decent counterattack until now, but also took more than 30 lives.

In other words, the elite marine squadron on his battleship, which was fully composed of one hundred and fifty people, is still alive with less than fifty people!

What a gaffe!

"Eighth Squad! Eighth Squad! In the midst of the noisy communication channel of exclamations and shouting, Madukas shouted loudly, "Is there anyone still alive in the eighth squad?" If you are alive, give me a squeak, bastard! ”

After a while, a voice finally responded in the midst of the chaos: "Captain, the eighth squad is already finished!" They didn't get out of the landing craft ......"

It was only in the middle of the sentence that the voice was interrupted, replaced by an exclamation, and then the voice never came again.

"Hell! Damn it! Realizing what had happened, Madukas cursed again, and he lost count of how many times he had cursed since the battle began.

He was really desperate.

Because the 8th squad was the only one in his marine squadron equipped with cluster missiles, he was expecting the 8th squad to use this weapon to break the unfavorable situation in front of him.

Turning his head to look at the siege robots, shapeshifting fighters, and the vast array of battle robots on the ground, Madukas gritted his teeth.

The enemy's tactics were beyond his imagination, and they were very effective, his own side had a powerful equipment, but because of the opponent's preemptive strike, he was caught off guard, and because of the environment, he didn't have much power to fight back!

It's like a peerless master who has been secretly attacked by someone using the terrain, obviously with the skill of slaying dragons, but he is useless, and can only be beaten by opponents who are far weaker than him!

It's so aggrieved.

Like Thomas, Madukas couldn't understand how accurately the enemy predicted his own actions, but that didn't stop him from trying to figure out how to break the game in an unfavorable situation, but now, his only hope of breaking the game was gone.

So in addition to despair now, in addition to preparing to fight to the death to see if he can pull a few more unlucky eggs on his back, he is really unthinkable.

Seeing that he was only a few tens of meters away from the ground, Madukas turned on the anti-gravity flying device again, and his falling body suddenly froze, and then he fell towards the ground.

He landed near the two Hercules transports of the enemy.

With his legs back on solid ground, Madukas suddenly regained a little more confidence.

Perhaps, you can still die for a while?

He thought so, and then he looked up into the distance, at the two shape-shifting fighters in the enemy formation, which were so conspicuous in humanoid mode.

(The second is more hands, hard to code words, hard to ask for points, ask for votes!) ）