Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr "Alright, then I'll leave everything to you guys." Ling Lan said cautiously, and then she turned to say to Chang Xinyuan beside her, "Chang Xinyuan, you go with them!"
Chang Xinyuan's expression changed at these words and he asked, "Why, Boss Lan?"
"This is actual combat. Your mecha control won't allow you to survive on the battlefield." Ling Lan did not give Chang Xinyuan any face, stating her reason for doing so bluntly. This was not Mecha World, where Chang Xinyuan had modified his own mecha. The mecha in the mecha storehouse were all standard mecha — just as Ling Lan had said, if he wanted to survive on the battlefield, he would need to rely on his own mecha control skills.
Ling Lan's merciless words made Chang Xinyuan lower his head in shame. Ling Lan looked at the stricken Chang Xinyuan and sighed internally. It looked like she would not be able to step down from this role of spiritual mentor for the time being. Thus, she continued to say, "There are still many opportunities for combat. Practice your mecha control well in the future, and then you will be able to move with us."
Ling Lan's comforting words did not make Chang Xinyuan feel any better. He lowered his head, his hands clenched tightly, an irrepressible sense of loss and anger in his heart. His loss was because he had been left behind once again. This was already the second time, and both times the reason was the same — his mecha control was not up to par.
Even though he knew that the other battle clans' logisticians would generally not personally go to the battlefield, using their own talents to serve the battle clan was the same. However, he did not want to become that sort of logistician. He wanted to be Lin Zhong-qing, he wanted to be Li Shiyu, he wanted to be Han Jijun. They were all logisticians, but their combat strength was equally formidable to the point that he had to look up to them. The longer he stayed with them, the more he felt himself to be useless. The modification talent he had been so proud of was completely useless here... yes, he was angry at his own incompetence. If he had put in more effort to train his mecha control back then, perhaps he would not have been left behind.
However, this was the last time — he would never let Boss Lan abandon him a third time! Chang Xinyuan made up his mind. Only then did he raise his head to look at his boss and say resolutely, "I won't be a burden anymore. Boss Lan, I mean what I say."
Chang Xinyuan's determination was something that even Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie could feel. They were even more impressed by Ling Lan's ability to control her subordinates. The people Boss Lan had taken in — no matter how useless they were, it would not take long for them to undergo an earth-shattering transformation, and this was something they simply could not do.
Chang Xinyuan's words made Ling Lan's heart move. She nodded seriously and said, "I believe in you!" Ling Lan was happy to see her teammates become stronger.
Then, Ling Lan turned to Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie and said, "You guys take action immediately. If the enemy successfully lands and enters the school, we won't be able to escape." The dormitory district had an entire defensive beam shield. Once it was activated due to the flames of war, the people in the dormitory district would not be able to escape, unless this defensive beam shield was destroyed by an external force.
Ling Lan did not think highly of this defensive beam shield. In her eyes, this was practically a failed design, leaving the students inside like turtles in a jar. Once the defensive beam shield was destroyed by the enemy, the students who were forced to stay in the dormitory district would be at the mercy of the enemy. This was also why Ling Lan had asked the New Cadet Regiment students to go to the air defence area.
"Yes, Boss Lan!" Wu Jiong and Li Yingjie knew that time was of the essence. Without any further hesitation, they immediately led Chang Xinyuan outside and swiftly led the members of Team 2 away from Ling Lan's villa, rushing towards their destination.
Following the departure of the members of Team 2, the New Cadet Regiment, which had originally numbered close to 300, was instantly reduced by more than half, leaving behind about 100 members. Most of them were students of the Central Scout Academy. They had followed Ling Lan in the grand armed melee and hijacked a spaceship, and now, under Ling Lan's leadership, they were going to open up the military academy's mecha storehouse and board mecha early for actual combat. Newborn calves were not afraid of tigers — they were not afraid of war, which instead made them unusually excited.
It should be known that only students with exceptionally good grades would have the chance to board a mecha for actual combat in their third year. Otherwise, they could only officially board a mecha in their fourth year. And now, under Ling Lan's leadership, they were two to three years ahead of schedule, even directly entering the stage of actual combat. This also made them once again experience that following Boss Lan was definitely exciting, with meat to eat, and they could do some things that they would never have dared to dream of before …
Ling Lan saw these unusually excited faces and was secretly worried. Being too excited was not a bad thing, but they could not lose their cool. Especially these people — they were all students of the Scout Academy who had followed her all the way here. Every time she wanted to do something big, these students would always support her without hesitation. It could be said that without their support, the grand armed melee back then would never have happened, and without their full cooperation, hijacking the spaceship would not have gone so smoothly.
This time, Ling Lan had boldly chosen to open the mecha storehouse partly for her own safety. In the face of an overwhelming number of enemy mecha, only mecha could give Ling Lan a sense of security. However, a larger part of it was that she truly wanted to give these students who trusted her an extra layer of protection, to be able to truly control their own lives and deaths. Thus, she hoped that after tonight, she would still be able to see these students tomorrow...
Ling Lan's entire aura flared up, and her icy gaze swept around the room. Everyone present felt as if an icy blade had scraped across their skin, and a chill rose from their hearts. Their initially excited emotions instantly cooled down.
Seeing that clarity and calmness had returned to everyone's eyes, Ling Lan slowly opened her mouth to say, "Let me reiterate once more. This is a real battle, not a game. This is not a virtual mecha world where you can revive after death. The enemies we are about to face are real enemies. They are elite soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles, terrifying executioners. Once we die, we will truly die. There will be no second chance... even so, do you all still want to follow me to the mecha storehouse and operate your mecha to fight the enemy to the death? "
"Fight! Fight! Fight! " Ling Lan's words made everyone's blood boil. They seemed to have returned to the time of the grand armed melee, when Ling Lan had also asked similar questions. That year, almost 10,000 7th grade students had shouted the same words at the same time, and their momentum had been much greater than it was now...
"Then, I will draw up a battle plan. Everyone, listen up." Ling Lan once again used her spiritual power to force her words into the spiritual seas of these 100 or so students. "We will be fighting as a unit. Remember, we cannot fight alone. Remember at all times that even as we fight for ourselves, we are also fighting for the teammates beside us. One more thing, and that is, we must come back alive! "
When Ling Lan roared out that last sentence, she had used her strongest spiritual power. She had led her students to open the mecha storehouse and fight the enemy because she wanted her students to survive. She wanted her students to become stronger, and not because she wanted them to die here.
Ling Lan's words roused the spirits of the students. The words "come back alive" were deeply engraved in their minds. At the same time, they all looked at their companions beside them in unison. Their hearts, which had been a little uneasy at first, disappeared the moment they saw their companions beside them. Boss Lan was right. They still had comrades beside them; they were not fighting alone!
Just like that, Ling Lan led the 100 or so students swiftly out of the dormitory district, sprinting towards the mecha storehouse more than 10 kilometres away. Meanwhile, at this time, in the opposite direction from where they were heading, cannon fire kept ringing out, illuminating the night sky from time to time.
Speaking of which, the ground forces could not find their targets on their radars, so they could only rely on manual infrared telescopes to scout. After patiently waiting for more than 10 minutes, those long-awaited extraterrestrial visitors finally appeared in their infrared telescopes...
"Chief, we have news. Countless unidentified flying objects have indeed appeared in the sky..." The ground command headquarters who had been waiting for news all this time finally received the news they wanted.
"Motherf * cker, those bastards are finally here." The commander yanked off his military cap and flung it viciously onto the ground. He pulled up his sleeves and shouted, "All artillery units, prepare to attack. Once they are within range, hit them hard!"
"Yes, Chief!" The commander's words were quickly relayed by his subordinates. The commander thought for a moment and then ordered, "Let the ground forces prepare for battle. Those egg-shaped metal objects must all be mecha. If there are any mecha lucky enough to land on the ground, let the mecha troops clean them up quickly."
The commander's orders were swiftly relayed to the ground forces. The mecha troops had long been prepared. When they received this order, they split up into columns and spread out. According to the reports from above, the egg-shaped metal objects that had descended were overwhelming. No one knew which corner the enemy mecha that had successfully landed would be, so they had no choice but to spread out and search for those enemy mecha that had managed to survive the cannon fire.
Meanwhile, at this time, the starships in space did not know that the sneak attack plan they had thought to be foolproof was actually due to the existence of a miraculous intelligent entity. After creating false information, the ground forces had reacted in time and prepared to attack...
Finally, the egg-shaped metal objects entered the range of the ground artillery fire. All the artillery fire opened fire at the same time, and the dark night sky was suddenly torn apart by countless soaring flames, directly hitting the first batch of egg-shaped metal objects closest to the ground...
When the metal objects were hit by the artillery fire, they suddenly exploded, and three or four mecha fell out... some were still relatively intact, but some were directly destroyed by the power of the artillery fire.
Although the egg-shaped metal objects had the ability to block radar, there was a condition. That was, the contents inside could not have any energy reaction, or else this radar-blocking ability would be destroyed. Thus, the mecha inside were all switched off. They were prepared to activate their mecha at the last 100 metres to break out of the egg... mecha without any protection were also very fragile. If a vital point was hit, it would not be able to withstand the impact of a normal artillery shell.
"What's going on? How did the ground forces know about our sneak attack plan?" The situation below was quickly grasped by the starships in space. The chief commander could not help but roar when he saw the tragic scene transmitted to him.
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