The area of the Keberian Plain is not very large, and the distance between it is only about 230 kilometers, and it is a small plain sandwiched between the city of Ruser and the forest of Nanling.

Because the terrain is open and there are no natural barriers, when the Empire launched an attack on the Ruther District with all its might eight days ago, this plain turned into the most terrifying battlefield of meat grinders.

The forced landing of the battleship on land made the empire lose air supremacy, and the distance of more than 200 kilometers made the battleship's triple artillery also lose its direct threat to the Ruthor area.

However, in order to capture the Ruther area in the shortest possible time, the Imperial Commander brazenly launched a general attack of the army group without completely destroying the communication system and long-range firepower of the Ruther area.

The Imperial Expeditionary Force, fluttering the banner of the Black Thorns, was like countless ferocious beasts, hungry and thirsty for many years, and pounced on the water source greedily and persistently.

Countless Imperial sergeants rode armored vehicles, rode mechas, and even directly carried guns and electromagnetic bombs on their backs, and rushed to the plain battlefield one after another, attacking the city of Ruther, even if they were reduced to cannon fodder.

Let this starry sky, it seems to be back to the primitive war like the Second World War of the Earth Age.

The mecha mixed brigade, which was originally regarded as a treasure in the army and would only be used at critical moments, was also used by the crazy Imperials as a single weapon for siege of the city, and on the strategic map, it seemed to turn into nine orange arrows, crushing one defense line after another at the cost of their own terrible casualties.

With the skyrocketing fire and the devastation all over the ground, all the way to the east, continue to the east!

In the face of the desperate raid of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, the Federation Army had already been deployed in terms of psychological accuracy and combat power, but they still did not expect that the Imperial Expeditionary Force would actually carry out an all-round suicidal attack, which may not be called a surprise attack, but an all-out flat push that is almost desperate.

Either the city is broken, or I am dead.

Until today, eight days later, the Imperial Army's all-out offensive without conspiracy has achieved the expected results. The entire plain battlefield has been completely reduced to the backyard of the Imperial army, and the city of Ruser is falling, dilapidated, and collapsing bit by bit under the crazy attack of the Empire.

This city, which started as a prosperous military industry, has been half consumed by the flames of war, and the offensive of the Imperial army has not weakened in the slightest, looking at this situation, I am afraid that after this night, it will be pushed by the other side to two-thirds of the area and reach the forced landing area of Suborion.

That area is now home to one-fifth of the refugees in the Ruther district who will not have time to flee to underground shelters. Gathering almost all the skilled craftsmen and researchers in the Ruther District, they are carrying out a comprehensive emergency repair of the Suberyn, and trying to rescue the Federation's strategic weapon, the War Apostle.

If it falls there, it will be a complete loss for the Federation.

Ma Ona was originally a freshman at Tsukichi University, and he came to Sugaku to receive military training, but no one could have imagined that the battleship would be shot down by the Imperial on the first day he arrived at Sugaku. Forced to use an escape launcher to force a landing, before he could comprehend the fear and joy of the rest of his life, he was immediately drawn into this war that had fallen into madness.

Eight days of baptism of war have already turned Ma Yumei from a horseman with only brute strength to a qualified federal warrior.

The professional training of the University of Moonpool and the rigorous military training of Suya Cangna finally showed their results at this time. That knowledge allowed Ma Yuming to escape death many times.

Now that he has been unusually promoted from the third rank of private to the rank of corporal, his mech was blown halfway by a howitzer from the Imperials on the night of the Battle of Ruthor. I had to abandon the mecha, and only then did I pick up a life.

At this moment, he is leading a temporary sign of self-defense forces in the Ruther District, in a laneway in Xicheng District. A simple temporary line of defense was constructed with the simplest rice bags, scrapped vehicles, and barbed wire.

And at this moment, this line of defense is already in danger under the indiscriminate impact of the Imperials.

Covered in dust, he was trying to drag the body of an orderly in front of him into the trench, while shouting loudly over the communicator in a hoarse voice: "Call Command!" Call the Command Department! This is the GT37 temporary defensive line, and we need support here! We need support! ”

The dead orderly was an ordinary citizen who volunteered to join the army when the temporary signs were issued in the Ruther District, he was only twenty-four years old this year, and he was in the impression of Ma Yuming, a simple and honest man, and also a father of two children, but now he died here quietly, under a stray bullet.

The people of the empire are like endless people who go forward one after another, and they are like insects without fear, and they are extremely difficult to deal with.

In his opinion, his defense line has been able to hold on to the present, luck has accounted for the vast majority, and in the absence of too many heavy weapons, encountering mecha or armored troops is the end of direct death.

As soon as this thought was born in his mind, the earth began to shake, and Ma Yuming's red eyes like rabbits saw that at the corner of the street, an Imperial Rock Mecha rushed out, rushing towards it in anger like a mad bull.

The intercom in Ma Yuming's hand, which didn't have time to respond, fell silently, frowned and roared at the more than a dozen shivering Ruthor recruits beside him: "Hurry up!" ”

A recruit said in a pale and trembling voice: "But the command has not yet issued an order to retreat, and we will withdraw now, so we will desert."

As soon as the word 'deserter' popped out, he was slapped in the face by the angry Ma Yuming, "I am your commander!" What I say is an order! All of them! Turn around! Walk! Right now! Immediately! Right away! ”

The recruits looked at him with complicated expressions, crawled out of the trench and rushed towards the next line of defense.

Ma Yuming, who was left alone, sighed, others could escape, but he couldn't, if he didn't leave one person to restrain him, no one would be able to leave.

Immediately, he showed ruthlessness, wrapped the remaining electromagnetic bombs around his waist, picked up the heavy Gatling cannon on the bunker, and his red face burst out with green tendons, and pulled the trigger at the mecha that was close at hand.

Brilliant bullets erupted, and countless dull metal splatters rang out.

This kind of metal storm that is extremely effective against vitality is a bit unsatisfactory when used on a mecha.

I saw dazzling fireworks and metal fragments burst out from the body of the Rock Mecha, but the momentum of the forward rush did not diminish at all, as if it was silent mockery, it did not waste precious ammunition, but raised the blade in its hand and slashed towards the small human.

Ma Yuming, who watched the action of the mecha, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the disadvantage of using a high-mobility mecha as an engineering weapon is that there is not enough ammunition and the logistics are seriously unable to keep up.

The Imperial Pilot saw that there was only one person on the defensive line, and he was willing to use the few remaining bullets.

Ma Yuming has already made up his mind, as long as the other party is close, he will detonate all the electromagnetic bombs on his body, although it is still impossible to die with the other party, but the strong electromagnetic storm can at least destroy all the opponent's electronic central control system, if he is lucky, he can make that mecha paralyzed for a few minutes, and at that time, he can only bless other comrades to kill him to avenge himself.

"My life is actually only worth the central control system of a mecha, if my father knows about it, I don't know how I will teach me."

However, as the mech approached, the ground shook suddenly, as if a seven-magnitude earthquake had occurred.

Ma Yuming's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes crossed the staggering mecha, crossed the mottled city, and saw that on the horizon, a mushroom cloud suddenly rose up and soared straight into the sky, illuminating the night sky as if it were day.

"When the hell did you even use an atomic bomb." Ma Yuming, whose face was uncertain, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

After a moment of distraction, he forgot about detonating the electromagnetic bomb.

Just as he was about to change his head, a whirling light and shadow slashed across his scalp, and with a heavy muffled sound, he saw a concussion blade stabbed into the cockpit of the mech.

The heavy, massive mech collapsed, and a heavily painted silver mech drove up to it and drew its longsword.

"Bai Shang!" Ma Yuming looked at the number on the mecha and was immediately happy, "You're actually really alive." ”

The four electronic compound eyes of the silver mecha glanced down at the puppet carrying the Gatling cannon on the ground with indifferent eyes, and the external megaphone made a slightly magnetic voice: "Ma Yuming, you owe the master a life!" ”

"Little white face! Even if you don't come, Lao Tzu won't die, it's so simple to let me owe a life, get out of your eggs! ”

In the cockpit, the son of the family who was invincible in the past did not have the slightest sense of anger under the abuse of the other party's Chiguo, and shook his head with a smile.

was about to scold back with righteous words, but the battle map in the upper left corner of the screen made his face change slightly.

The Imperial people actually retreated!

No, not a total retreat, but at least the mechs in their area seemed to have received some order, leaving behind the battle in their hands and heading towards the Corberian plains at night.

Thinking of the mushroom cloud on the horizon earlier, Bai Shang muttered, "He. . . Damn, it can't be someone who blew up which advance ship of the empire" (to be continued......)