Karlsk V.

South Pole.

The rebel soldiers were either huddled in bunkers or shivering in the snow to roast the fire.

The barrenness of Karsk V is not the barrenness, but the extraordinarily long and cold winters on this planet, due to the large amount of volcanic ash spewed by volcanic activity that fills the sky.

The temperature in the South Pole region of Planet 5 can not only freeze people shivering, but can even freeze weapons or tanks.

The rebels operating here are not elites, because in their opinion, except for those who have been blessed by the flame angels and have undergone benign mutations, no one can survive in this hellish place.

"Thanks to the Flame Angel's blessings, we wouldn't have been able to stay here at all."

"And thanks to the support of those Midnight Lord Space Marines, although we have to pay a lot of money to hire them, they are here anyway."

"These bastards should be parachuted into Karsk VI right away, they don't think it's worth hiring them if they don't die any longer."

"The battleship has been bombing the soldiers loyal to the rotting corpses on other planets, and you are carrying those space marines to drop Karsk VI?"

A group of rebel soldiers chatted over a fire.

"his rotting corpse throne, sooner or later we will have to fight with the flame angels into the Terra Palace, and kick the dog head of the rotting corpse puppet emperor as a ball!"

An extremely blasphemous word rang out, and the others immediately nodded in agreement, expressing great approval.

"It should have been done 10,000 years earlier."

"The damned Inquisition has suddenly arrived and begun slaughtering people on my home planet, and I swear I'm going to give them a little color."

"That old corpse should have died a long time ago, otherwise we would have thrown ourselves into the arms of the Flame Angel a long time ago, why not wait until not long ago?"

“……”

"Look! Meteor! ”

Just as everyone was blaspheming, someone suddenly stood up and pointed to the sky.

Everyone looked in the direction of their fingers, and they also saw meteors.

Densely packed, shiny and shiny meteors.

"I've heard that in the very old times there were people who prayed to meteors." It was said.

"Then let's pray together."

Everyone gathered together and looked at the sky with reverent reverence.

Until the officer's roar suddenly came.

"Get all of them out to the air defense positions! Right now! Right away! ”

Then there was the dense sound of artillery fire.

The anti-aircraft guns in the anti-aircraft positions opened fire fiercely into the sky, trying to stop the meteors from falling.

It was only a moment later that the rebels realized that they were not meteors at all, but fortresses.

Among them was a four-legged machine with a fortress on its body.

There's even a knight.

Anti-aircraft fire had no effect on these creations at all, and one after another the fortress activated the recoil system and landed smoothly, and even the fortress that did not have time to start the recoil also landed smoothly.

Sophia's Millennium Glory rider has an oversized version of the jetpack mounted on its back, which slows down the fall as much as possible and automatically disintegrates and falls off when it hits the ground.

The mobile fortress piloted by Chen Mo fell straight to the ground, and thanks to the protection of the Ten Thousand Machine God, this giant machine could not be bound by the rules of physics for a short time.

Landed mobile forts and fortresses formed a solid line of defense, pouring fire on the rebels rushing in around them.

The rebel soldiers did not show much bravery, they just surrounded the defensive line and then hid behind bunkers and waited for the invaders to freeze to death.

But the rebels soon didn't wait, because they saw that every enemy soldier was wearing power armor, and it was unrealistic to expect these guys who were armed to the point that they couldn't show their heads to freeze to death.

After the defensive line was firmly established and the second wave of airdrop troops arrived, all the soldiers in and around the fort poured out, fighting in regiments, attacking the rebel soldiers in all directions.

It has been proven that the strategy of relying on the quality of individual soldiers to make up for the lack of quantity is indeed feasible.

Heavy artillery in each squad lined up and bombarded the rebel fortifications with light mortars from behind.

Panzer hunters lie on their stomachs in the snow to hunt for armored vehicles that come by.

Assault Strikers jump directly at the enemy under the cover of friendly fire, armed with a chainsaw sword.

The rebels could have held out for a while, but when the mobile support platform was airborne, they couldn't.

Each captain took the Telecom Soldier with them, picked up their communications equipment and called for support from the mobile support platform.

Heavy artillery immediately and accurately bombarded the place where a large number of enemy troops had gathered, and armed transport planes took off from the take-off and landing platforms, loaded their own squad soldiers, and transported them to the enemy's artillery positions to fight.

At the same time, the mobile fortress piloted by Chen Mo also ejected the Holy Casting Warriors.

In the early stages of the battle, everything went so smoothly that the rebel infantry was killed by shells in droves, and they were powerless to fight back against the firepower of the Saint Casting Army.

And after the armored force composed of Riemannus Rus tanks was airdropped, the Holy Casting Army was even more powerful, constantly expanding the territory it occupied.

Until a sound like a whistle resounded across the battlefield.

A rebel guard-level knight with a six-pointed star on his body approached under the cover of the mountain, and then rushed towards the Saint Forge Army.

It was equipped with Gatling cannons on both arms, and it opened fire as it charged, and Chen Mo saw with his own eyes that at least seven teams of infantry companies with armor were beaten to pieces.

And the cruising missiles fired by the knight were capable of destroying a fortress with each shot.

But Chen Mo just looked, and then continued to use the mobile fortress to attract firepower and use the metal storm to bombard the enemy, it was not his task to deal with the knights.

"For the Emperor!" Sophia rushes towards the enemy knights in the Millennium Glory.

The enemy knight notices her and immediately turns two Gatling cannons to fire at Sophia.

Sophia used her other hand to protect the part of her body, while the hand with the chainsaw pointed directly at the enemy, and eventually her speed increased to the extreme, piercing the enemy knight and the driver with a saw after the knight she was driving had been punched out of hundreds of holes.

The thrill of the battle makes Sophia excited, but she soon sees a vehicle carrying a giant cannon not far away, and the muzzle of the black hole is already aimed at her.

It was the cannon that pierced the knight's leg with a single shot when the fortress was besieged by the Flame Lord.

The cannon fired.

Dazzling beams of light struck Sophia, and this time the target was not her legs, but her position among the knights.

But just as Sophia was ready to die, the beam was refracted elsewhere by the knight's shell.

A dazed Sophia heard the knight talking to herself.

"Praise the God of All Machines!"

"Master, we survived."

The gods of all machines have cast their eyes on the battlefield and sent down blessings.

Artillery is fully auto-loaded and never gets too hot, armored vehicles run faster and carry more fire, soldiers have become more agile in their power armor, and the 120mm cannon on top of the fort is capable of firing two shells despite being loaded with one shell.