Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr 413's question did not receive an answer from the opponent. What greeted him was a barrage of cannon fire.
"F * ck! Activate beam shields! "roared 413. The opponent was obviously trying to silence them — it looked like there was no turning back.
Meanwhile, the opposing mecha team saw that the opponent's mecha were equipped with high-grade beam shields and said angrily, "How did the traitors get their hands on such weapons? Looks like the news was right. Someone in the upper ranks of the military has betrayed the Federation. Suppress them with fire and break the beam shields as soon as possible. Kill them all. The leader has ordered us not to take any prisoners. "
"Yes, leader!" Following this order, even more ferocious long-range cannon fire poured out, suppressing 413's team so much that they could barely move.
"Leader, what do we do?" asked the team members who had activated their beam shields to block the enemy's long-range attacks.
Although they were veterans, butchers who had returned from the battlefield, able to mercilessly slash at enemy soldiers, they could not bring themselves to do so against soldiers of their own country.
"Number 3, contact headquarters. Number 5, cover them. Everyone else, kill with me!" ordered 413 decisively. Then, pulling out the beam saber on his back, he was the first to charge forward.
413 knew very well that the opponent was probably just a group of mecha warriors who had been blinded by their superiors, not knowing that their actions were wrong. However, he could not be soft-hearted because of this. He still had five brothers under him — he could not let them sacrifice themselves because of his hesitation. Besides, they wanted to kill an innocent child — this was something he could not tolerate...
The leader's decisiveness was also reflected in his team members. On the battlefield, there was no room for hesitation or soft-heartedness — only those who were more ruthless could survive.
The opposing mecha team saw the four mecha charging towards them with their beam shields up. The leader scoffed and said, "Fire the detonating fuses."
Following this command, each of the six mechas shot out a fire dragon, enveloping the four people who were attacking them.
Several crisp gunshots rang out, and the six fire dragons instantly exploded. Then, a chain of gunshots rang out as the countless bombs on the detonating fuses were successfully detonated. The violent explosion caused the ground to shake, and the entire scene was filled with thick smoke.
It turned out that No. 5, who was in charge of providing cover, had fired six shots with the particle beam gun in his right hand, hitting the detonating fuses and detonating them, giving 413 and the others some cover.
The screen was filled with smoke. This caused the leader of the attacking team to hesitate, wondering if he should continue suppressing the enemy with fire. However, this pause was enough for him to hear his own mecha emit an emergency warning, "Danger, enemy has locked on to us. Evade, evade..."
His first reaction was to retreat quickly because he could already see on the screen that the mecha that was clearly the leader of the group had already emerged from the smoke and was charging towards him viciously.
He raised the particle beam gun in his hand in a panic and pulled the trigger with all his might. He had completely forgotten about dodging and maneuvering. He wanted to use these attacks to make the other party retreat or stop attacking.
He saw that the opponent's straight path had a strange arc, coincidentally avoiding the particle beam attacks that he had shot out. His pupils shrank as he exclaimed, "Disorderly Evasion! Why does he know our military's highest level of dodging? What's going on? " Even he, an elite of the military academy, had not learned it. How could there be such a powerful person in the rebel army?
Heavens, what in the world was going on? Right then, he could vaguely sense that something was not right. However, it was already too late.
In his communication system, several fearful screams of his team members rang out. Before he could ask, the display screen of his mecha had turned pitch black. No matter how hard he tried to pull the control stick or press the start button beside him, his mecha did not respond at all.
He abruptly understood that his mecha's driver program must have been destroyed by the opponent, and he was now a sitting duck.
Why was it like this? Why had he, an outstanding graduate of the military academy, lost to these unorthodox rebel mecha operators? Had the world been turned upside down? The mecha leader could not believe it. His face was pale as he slumped into his operating chair, unmoving.
When 413 had attacked, he had still been merciful. He had only destroyed the driver program of the mecha and not directly attacked the cockpit, sparing the opponent's life. Of course, this was also because the opponent was not strong enough, allowing 413 to have a choice.
Looking at the six unmoving mecha, 413 could not help but let out a sigh of relief. F * ck, luckily these mecha warriors were all rookies who had never seen blood before. Otherwise, against such a well-equipped weapon configuration, with just their crude few particle beam guns and beam sabers, it would really be hard to tell who would win.
Right then, Number Three, who had been in contact with headquarters, reported to 413, "Leader, the regiment commander said to bring these people secretly to Blade's headquarters and destroy all their mecha. It's best if the opponent thinks they're dead."
413 nodded and ordered, "Number Three and Number Five, stay here and complete the regiment commander's mission. The rest of you, follow me to save people."
"Yes!"
Just like that, 413's team split into two groups. Four intact mecha flew swiftly in the direction Ling Lan had left in.
413 led his three team members and flew for a while, but found that they could not see anything out of the ordinary. This made it impossible for them to grasp the exact location of Ling Lan and the others.
Helpless, 413 could only order, "Search in a fan formation. If you find anything unusual or target, notify me immediately."
"Yes!" Following this order, the three mecha behind 413 each chose an angle and scattered to the side.
413 operated his own mecha and sped forward. He was undoubtedly anxious. Because of this interception, they had been delayed for almost five minutes. In these five minutes, anything could have happened. He could only hope that Ling Lan and the others could hold on and wait for their rescue.
Meanwhile, they needed to find Ling Lan's whereabouts as soon as possible, otherwise everything would be for naught.
Leaving aside 413's frantic search, Ling Lan's side was already in a life-or-death situation, surrounded by perils.
While dodging, the hover car was hit once more by the opponent's long-range high-energy cannon, and then it began to issue a warning, telling them that the hover car would disintegrate in 56 seconds.
Because of the overdrive, the hover car's defences were already on the brink of collapse. Add to that the fact that it had been hit again, and it could no longer hold on.
"Are you scared?" Ling Qin smiled as he patted Ling Lan's head. In his other hand, he was already gripping the type II particle laser gun.
"No!" Ling Lan replied calmly, as if she did not care about her own life or death. This surprised and comforted Ling Qin, and he sighed that Ling Lan was indeed like her father. What he did not know was that Ling Lan's indifference to life and death was because in the primordial forest created by the learning space, Ling Lan had already learnt that fear and terror could not save her life — only calmness could save her life.
"Protect yourself!" Ling Qin patted Ling Lan's head, and then raised his head to look out the window. All the muscles in his body tensed as he prepared to attack. Ling Lan did the same, only her movements were more subtle.
At this time, Ling-Zero-7's countdown had reached 10 seconds.
PS: Many thanks to Naz Ignir for his support of the donation, and Yu Qing Bing Qing for his reminder. The original meaning of 'Fragrant Bamboo Is Hard to Write' is indeed as my lord said, used to describe wrongdoings and evils... however, I believe everyone understands what I'm trying to express... allow me to be lazy for a moment, so I won't change the previous paragraph.
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