"Shoot! Shoot!"

If Roar could be part of the output, then Berriman could now destroy that damn mech countless times with his momentum alone.

But things were not as rosy as they had been imagined, and although he led the assault with a roar of rage, the actual situation was far from improving.

It was his choice, and at the same time his only choice.

If there was any consolation in himself, it was that the Marquis did not get upset by his arbitrariness, and wisely followed his relatives and guards away first.

"Well done!

After three rounds of shelling, the giant shield on the right hand of the silver mech was crushed.

The echeloned cross-shelling allows the advance prediction of the enemy's movements to play a role. However, before the smile on everyone's face dissipated, they found that things were different from what they thought. After the opponent abandoned the main shield, the speed was faster, and the cannonballs fired could only fall under the footprints left behind.

It seems that God did not favor him this time, Burriman sighed slightly.

"Uh! that's ......"

"That's Major Angelina, who is known as the "Crimson Demon" by Amestrith. ”

Since that escape, Burriman has devoted himself to studying the active characters of the enemy nation and the various battlefields. If you fight with yourself again in the future, you can more or less know yourself and your opponent.

That guy is the only one who currently holds two Oak Leaf Crosses, and it's impossible to go unnoticed. Why was that kind of guy sent here?

Oh God, I beg you. Please give me the power to destroy that demon.

Lieutenant Colonel Burriman began to put his understanding and vision of the enemy's mecha attack technique into practice with the two tanks under his feet. Although this is a very risky method, using the magic power of the load and using the blessing of one's own magic power on the physical attack are two completely different feelings. If you don't know, you may be drained of your magic and become an idiot.

However, perhaps just like her realization, although the cannonball infused with magic power grazed the edge of the mecha, the translucent magic shield around it was pierced and shattered.

The mecha that originally rushed forward, although it did not suffer much substantial damage, changed to a roundabout maneuver and continued to approach, and there was no hesitation in its actions, and it looked like the elite of the elite.

While firing, the tank group began to retreat in an orderly manner. In this way, it not only plays a role in restraining it, but also gives some people hope to live. You must know that once they have experienced the baptism of artillery fire, this group of tank newcomers will have a qualitative change in themselves.

So far, this situation has also been quite helpless for me, and I have no reason to convince myself to retreat because of the extent to which a weapon like the Steam Tank poses a threat to the Empire. Although, according to the logic of the real world, this is already an excess of work that seriously exceeds the salary standard, but if it is allowed to run away with such a swagger, it is not my style.

[Captain!]

Because someone, who was temporarily saved, rushed out of the valley of his invisibility.

"Fool! ”

"Boom-"

There was no doubt that the 120 mm cannonball with the magic attached to Burriman's cannon hit directly, and the mecha was forcibly "zeroed" along with the pilot.

01 called the second detachment, and each of them attacked each other as a small team unit. The support plane retreated, requesting reinforcements. ”

[Roger!]

[Yes!]

Now that the other side has signs of wanting to escape, the only way to eliminate the gap in range and vitality is to break into the enemy camp. The kind of turret that is fixed will make it dangerous to close the distance, and more importantly, as long as the situation is turned into a one-on-one melee dogfight, the Imperial Mecha Magister's advantage in mobility becomes an absolute advantage.

"Suppress them, don't let them close the distance!"

This is the judgment made by Lieutenant Colonel Burriman after tasting the sweetness.

"Assault! Don't let them get away!"

The staggered firing lines of both sides were mixed with a large number of tactical attacks, with one side having an advantage in defense and the other side having an advantage in mobility. But on the whole, it is still gradually leaning towards the side of the Empire, just like the strongest elephant can't resist the plural bite of predator ants. One, one tank was destroyed one after another in the process of hind legs.

"Cover the Lieutenant Colonel's retreat!"

"You ......"

"Lieutenant Colonel, if you live, there is hope for Britannia. ”

As if agreed in advance, the remaining four tanks, stopped retreating. Swinging away, it stopped where it was, keeping Berriman's tank at the rear.

They knew that if they continued to struggle, in the face of the high mobility of the enemy's mechas, the turtle-like tanks would have no chance to get out of the battle, and there would be no suspense, and they would destroy them one by one before reinforcements arrived. But the lieutenant colonel's sudden skill gave them hope to a certain extent.

"Please, Sergeant Horn!"

"Got it!"

The tank turned around on the spot, and the driver, ignoring Berriman's objections, sped away in the direction of Caen.

"Brothers, it's up to us next!"

"Boom!—Boom!—Boom!"

Once the tank is stopped in place, the accuracy of its guns is amazing.

When it was discovered that the enemy had a tank that had a tendency to leave the battlefield alone, the idea of preserving strength was immediately abandoned. Anna's lancers instantly picked up speed and broke away from their original formation.

"How could I get your wish!"

A tank immediately turned and rushed towards Anna, but despair awaited him.

Without even a chance to aim, the co-pilot found that his eyes simply couldn't keep up with the speed of the mecha. As soon as the shells were loaded, the artillerymen noticed that the fuselage had appeared on their side.

The muzzle of the black hole hole is aimed at the location of the boiler room.

"Goodbye!"

"Boom!" hit with a single blow that directly penetrated the armor and boiler in the tail section.

As the boiler burst, part of the boiling water poured into the cab and power room. The people inside didn't even have time to shout, and they were scalded.

I didn't care what happened to the rest of the people, and while bypassing the destroyed tank, I put away the magic rifle and continued to chase towards the target.

A few minutes later, the tank reappeared in my sight.

"Sergeant Horn, turn the car around!"

"Yes!"

At this time, they knew what the appearance of the enemy mecha meched mechs meched on.

"Maximum power, charge. ”

That's it