Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Major General Ling Xiao's death in the machinations of the Twilight Empire was a matter of great hatred for all the mecha operators. They had also thought of rushing to the battlefield of the Twilight Empire for revenge, but as soldiers, they had to listen to the arrangements of military headquarters. They had come to this mysterious planet to explore, but the hatred in their hearts had not disappeared. And now, suddenly seeing the murderer they hated appear before them, almost all of the mecha operators exploded.
Everyone present knew that this was a battle to the death — a battle to the death!
The cannon fire in the hands of the Federation mecha operators did not need any orders at all, pouring out wildly. A great battle had officially begun. In the skies, cannon fire roared. The mecha of the Twilight Empire naturally refused to accept their fate. Even if they were unable to control their mecha to dodge the cannon fire, they would still raise their guns at the last moment to retaliate.
The entire battlefield was filled with smoke. With each round of attack, many mecha were destroyed and fell. Some were from the Federation, but even more were from the Twilight Empire.
Those mecha fell from the skies with billowing smoke and burning flames, crashing heavily onto the ground. Even Ling Lan, who was quite a distance away from the epicentre of the battle, could feel the violent tremors on the ground, and was somewhat unsteady on her feet.
Those crashed mecha exploded a second or even a third time on the ground. Debris flew everywhere, and sparks flew everywhere. The powerful force of the explosions snapped the surrounding trees in half, some even uprooted. Many other trees were also set ablaze by the sparks, and soon burst into flames...
Under the assault of the flames of war, the initially quiet primeval forest was plunged into a sea of fire and smoke. The savage beasts inside seemed to have sensed a great danger, and began to collectively go on a rampage.
The falling Twilight mecha were getting closer and closer to the attacking Federation mecha army in the air. At this time, a new order came from the command tower of the camp. "Orders now, all flying mecha battle squads, move out!"
This order also proved that this battle had already entered the most intense phase of close combat. Who would dominate this battle would depend entirely on which nation's mecha operators were stronger.
This world had always been one where the strong ruled — only by being stronger than the other would you have the right to continue living.
Upon receiving this order, the Federation mecha operators all piloted their own mecha to fly towards the incoming Empire mecha. In the skies of this planet, the blue and white mecha and the black mecha clashed and fought against each other.
The highest commander of the camp looked at the starships hovering in outer space on the screen before him, and in a fit of rage, he slammed the microphone in his hands onto the ground, causing it to shatter instantly.
He said angrily, "D * mmit, if it weren't for these bastards, how could I let these despicable mecha Clan members of the enemy so easily Federation?"
The technical soldier who was controlling the microphone on the side quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He secretly rejoiced that he had reacted quickly and turned off all the functions of the microphone before the commander hit the ground. He did not let his comrades' ears be severely damaged and lose their combat effectiveness.
It turned out that the planet's secret headquarters was equipped with anti-aircraft cannons, but due to the threat of the enemy's starships in outer space, the highest commander did not dare to retaliate. This undoubtedly made him very frustrated, which was also the reason for his anger.
The commander was almost certain that these Twilight Empire mecha were most likely the enemy's bait to lure them into firing their anti-aircraft cannons. After finding out that the enemy was from the Twilight Empire, the commander knew that even if the enemy had obtained the coordinates of this planet, they would not have obtained the detailed location of their secret headquarters.
If they had known the location of their headquarters, the enemy would definitely not have let their mecha land for a sneak attack. They would definitely have launched a round of starship cannons right from the start, directly destroying their command post. This way, without a commander, the Federation warriors would definitely not be able to organise any effective resistance, and they would definitely be able to take over this planet easily.
If he had not discovered the enemy's starships, he might very well have ordered the camp to fire their anti-aircraft cannons. He could almost see the final result — the Twilight Empire's starships would take this opportunity to capture their hiding place and unleash all of their starship cannons on them, completely destroying this place, leaving not even their bones behind.
At this thought, the commander felt some lingering fear. Luckily, the radar had been effective in the end, detecting those hidden starships and motherships. This also allowed him to instantly understand the enemy's sinister intentions, and that he had not given the wrong order.
The commander collected himself and turned to ask the chief of staff beside him, "When will the reinforcements arrive?" Although he had seen through the enemy's sinister intentions, the situation was still not optimistic.
"The closest fleet to us is in the Mislee Corridor. Even if they rush over at their fastest speed, they will probably still need 10 hours," reported the chief of staff quickly.
"Hold out for 10 hours?" The highest commander frowned, considering whether the mecha battle team they currently had would be able to hold out for 10 hours.
"Chief, there's another piece of bad news for you..." When the chief of staff received the latest news from the other staff officers, his expression also turned unsightly. "Just now, military headquarters sent news that a Twilight Empire fleet is stranded in the region of planet Qiming."
The highest commander quickly tapped on the star map on the screen to compare the distance between the two locations, and could not help but curse out loud! Because the distance between the Mislee Corridor and planet Qiming was almost the same, in other words, after 10 hours, the enemy would also be able to receive reinforcements from their own country.
"Contact military headquarters immediately and ask them to send more fleets over. No matter how late it is, we will support them to the end!" After saying this, the highest commander turned and left the command tower, causing the chief of staff, who had been arranging these orders, to be shocked. "Chief, where are you going?"
"Where am I going? Battle, ah. Do you want me to wait here like an idiot? My soldiers are fighting bravely. " The commander glared angrily, and without waiting for the chief of staff to dissuade him, he walked into the command tower's elevator and landed on the ground.
He nimbly boarded his own mecha, and after activating it, he piloted his mecha to fly towards the battlefield in the air. Behind him, the mecha battle team belonging to him quickly followed... the chief they were supposed to protect had already entered the battlefield, so they naturally could not stay behind.
"Cough, this fellow, he's too irresponsible!" grumbled the chief of staff unhappily as he watched the commander charge into the battlefield. However, he could only protest with his mouth. Faced with a commander who was a super battle maniac, he could only accept his bad luck and help him take care of the aftermath.
"Baka! The other side actually didn't fire any anti-aircraft missiles, instead choosing to engage in close combat with their mecha. Are they that confident in their mecha operators? What do you all think? " In outer space, the commander on the mothership saw that their plan had failed once again. The strategy he had thought of so perfectly was now completely useless. This made him extremely frustrated and angry.
"Sir, please don't worry. One of the mecha operators carrying out the air strike plan this time is an ace mecha column from our empire. As long as they successfully land on the ground, the opponent's mecha operators will definitely not be a match for them." The staff officer beside him quickly spoke up, giving the commander the greatest confidence he could muster. "They will definitely be able to complete Operation Decapitation!"
There were many plans, and they had also thought of all sorts of disadvantages. As long as the ace mecha column successfully landed, they would carry out Operation Decapitation, directly finding the opponent's command tower and destroying it. This way, the opponent would not be able to receive orders and would not be able to organise any effective resistance.
"Yoshi! I hope they won't embarrass our Twilight Empire. "The commander once again felt that everything was within his grasp.
On the planet, right then, only the roar of countless cannons could be heard. The temporary outpost was also blaring with an anti-aircraft alarm. Some soldiers on duty were directing non-combat personnel to take shelter in the nearest anti-aircraft shelter. Of course, their main purpose was to help those frightened scout students in the outpost.
"Bastard, don't run around! Come back quickly!" The outpost soldier on duty was currently searching for the scout students who were still hiding in the outpost. When he saw Ling Lan looking around at the outpost's entrance, he instantly shouted anxiously.
Suddenly, a cannonball came flying down from the sky. The soldier rushed over anxiously... he only felt his body being tugged by something, and he actually changed direction and tumbled to the other side, falling straight into the sewers dug out from the outpost.
"Boom!" The cannonball exploded on the other side, but because they had fallen into the sewers, they were actually unscathed. The soldier raised his head in shock, and saw a small figure squatting before him.
"Big Bro, thank you for saving me." That handsome little shota's face was solemn, but one could still see the immense gratitude in his eyes.
Although the soldier was puzzled as to why he would naturally change direction in mid-air, the two of them had indeed been saved because of this. He could only rub his head in confusion and say, "It's good that you're fine! It's good that you're fine! "
Then, as if thinking of something, he said, "Why didn't you go to the anti-aircraft shelter?" The outpost had immediately notified the scout students of the coordinates of all the anti-aircraft shelters, letting them choose the nearest one to take shelter in. In order to prevent the scout students from being frightened out of their wits by such a brutal battle, the outpost had sent a ground patrol team to search for them. This was also why he had appeared at the outpost.
"I want to go, but I'm trying to find the direction and confirm the coordinates." Ling Lan gave a very normal reason. In the face of sudden events, it was very easy to lose one's sense of direction in panic.
The soldier had already seen N number of scout students in this situation, so he pointed in a direction and said, "Go in this direction, and then look at the coordinates on your communicator. You'll be able to find the anti-aircraft shelter completely."
"Thank you, Big Bro. Then I'll be leaving first!" Ling Lan gave him a grateful scout salute, and then leapt up into the sewers, quickly disappearing from sight.
The soldier pulled on his helmet, and then carefully lowered his body to move forward. He had to continue searching for the next location. Just like that, after moving stealthily for tens of metres, he abruptly discovered that the other's movements were actually even more agile than his own...
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