The black M52 mecha drove out of the stadium's underground parking lot at high speed and chased after the black car all the way to the snow-covered highway. The pilot who was piloting this mech had always maintained an absolute calm and a strong determination to complete the mission, but his mentality had already undergone some subtle changes.
The pilot in the black mecha was called Nado. He was the model of the Federation's military, the most outstanding elite, and the winner of four Purple Star medals.
The mecha under his control did not make any unnecessary movements. Every move was simple, clear, and deadly. Ten years ago, he had personally piloted the mecha and destroyed 14 Empire mechas on the grassland on a planet controlled by the Empire during the Federation Army's counterattack through the space portal.
The black mecha he piloted appeared for the first time. Like a demon, it broke through the thick concrete wall and appeared abruptly from the concrete blocks and smoke. In just one second, it had eliminated all the Tai family's security personnel except for the area around the black car.
The black mech perfectly controlled the angle of its fan-shaped shooting, trying its best to maximize the lethality of each bullet. With his ability, he should not have given the opponent any chance to escape after lurking for an entire night and using a mecha to ambush a Federation citizen.
However, there were two accidents during the assassination. These two accidents were out of his control and were not his responsibility.
The first accident was the black car.
Nado, the major in the black mecha, had never imagined that the Federation would have such a sturdy car. Although he knew very well who his target was and how powerful the family behind that young man was, it was still a black car, not a mecha!
How was this possible? Even after using up the chain magazine of the M52, such terrifying firepower had only left behind those ugly deep metal craters on the car's body, and had not penetrated the car's body!
It was because of the black car's terrifying defensive capabilities that Butler Jin had survived. It had also given Xu Le and Tai Zhiyuan, who had reacted quickly, a chance to survive.
For Na Duo, the second surprise of the day was the young man in the West Woods uniform.
This excellent pilot did not know why a soldier from the West Woods would suddenly appear beside his target, but he did not care about the non-target at first … until the other party valiantly and crazily kicked his mech's mechanical leg.
The situation at that time was very much like a Federation proverb: On the highway, a poor insect is holding up its armoured arm, trying to show off, trying to stop a speeding vehicle.
However, this seemingly crazy and foolish action had successfully interfered with the black mecha's main cannon!
Na Duo did not understand why the mecha in his hands, which had always been incomparably stable, would suddenly tremble slightly in that instant. Regardless of whether it was the automatic balancer or his own manual control, neither of them could complete the final calibration. As a result, the first shot from Jia Gong's main cannon had actually deviated from its target.
This was a strange thing that Na Duo had never encountered in his 20 years of military service. How much force did that young soldier from the West Woods need to be able to shake the multi-ton body of the M52? And how did the force of that kick interfere with the internal control system of the mecha?
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Even at this time, driving at high speed on the snowy road, Na Duo still felt that the M52 mecha, which had always been like his own body, seemed to have some sort of wave-interference. This caused his control of the mecha to not be particularly smooth, so he kept following the black car but was unable to quickly close in.
Most of the citizens of the Federation were materialists, especially the citizens of the three administrative planets of the capital ring. Na Duo felt that there was a small problem with his mecha, but he would never have guessed that the young soldier from the West Woods was still affecting it. His instincts told him that the black car of the Tai family in front of him was using some sort of interference device.
It had been some time since the pursuit began in the underground parking lot. The black mecha seemed to be in a fierce pursuit, but it was always unable to reach the effective range of its attack. The mecha still had plenty of power, but it did not have much ammunition left. Na Duo treasured every shot he fired and did not want to waste it. Although the half of his face that was exposed outside of the black helmet was still cold and calm, a very bad feeling had begun to form in his heart.
The confidence of this elite soldier of the Federation was slowly fading. He felt a trace of panic and a faint sense of despair. Although this pursuit happened on the deserted highway, it was still in the core area of the Federation, Area S1. The response of the powerful departments of the government would arrive soon. His mission today could only end in failure.
Right at this time, thunder seemed to roar in the distant sky.
Na Duo stared at the seven light marks that appeared on the holographic screen in front of him. He confirmed that these were the fighter jets of the Federation. He confirmed that these seven advanced fighter jets had flown at low altitude and avoided the surveillance radar equipment of the mecha that covered a radius of 20 kilometers … The internal warning of the mecha rang, reminding him that the fighter jets had locked onto his body and could be attacked at any time.
These were the K12 fighter jets that the Federation was most equipped with. They could carry a maximum of nine air-to-ground missiles. Seven fighters meant that there would be 63 missiles. In just an instant, this number appeared in Na Duo's mind. However, at this time, he instead calmed down. Even if he failed today, it would not be the fault of the battle. Instead, it would be those strange accidents and fate that were interfering with his work.
At this moment, the resolute lines of the soldier's face became as sharp as a knife. Countless movement commands were inputted into the touch-sensitive holographic screen. Meanwhile, the mecha, which had been maintaining full speed all this while, also began to rapidly change form amidst the loud electrical noise. The tracks on the bottom left their tracks, and the mechanical legs reached out once more, carving deep marks into the concrete ground …
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Amidst the whooshing sounds, more than ten grey lines shot over at high speed from the horizon. These were the standard 'oxtail' air-to-ground missiles that the Federation fighter jets were equipped with. These missiles brushed past the edge of the black car in front, shooting towards the black mecha that was rapidly moving in a strange posture behind it.
Right at this moment, the black mecha's mechanical legs abruptly stomped on the ground. The entire mecha suddenly leaned forward at high speed, as if it was about to fall to the ground. However, the body of the mecha relied on inertia to flip around in the air, performing a beautiful movement similar to a fighter jet's wing. Amidst the dense barrage of missiles, the mecha found the only path and glided forward, actually dodging all of them!
Those terrifying missiles brushed past the black mecha's massive body and struck the surface of the highway, exploding. Who knew how much snow and concrete were sent flying into the air, sending a cloud of dust into the air.
However, one of the missiles had landed between the black car and the mecha. Although the mecha had successfully saved its life in that extremely dangerous moment, it could not avoid the missile that had exploded on the concrete ground in front of it …
The missile exploded twenty meters in front of the mech.
At the last moment, the black mecha still displayed its powerful combat power. Its power output instantly exceeded its peak value. Taking the risk of losing control of the mecha, Na Duo controlled the mecha to perform a jaw-dropping leap on the ground. It avoided the shockwave caused by the missile and flew directly into the sky.
However, what was terrifying was that after the missile exploded, it rose even faster than the smoke and dust. Amidst a series of strange and sharp whistling sounds, countless thread-like substances that contrasted with the snowy light suddenly burst out of the missile!
The black M52 mech managed to avoid the shockwave and shrapnel from the front, but in the air, it was completely unable to avoid those strands of reflective substance that flew everywhere like catkins.
Psst, psst, psst, psst, psst. Those fine lines seemed to have a magnetic force, quickly sticking to the smooth and firm surface of the black mech. Those were some dark-coloured things that looked like graphite bundles.
"Electromagnetic beam bomb …" Inside the mecha, Na Duo felt a chill in his heart and gave up all hope. The Federation's rescue department had actually, in such a short period of time, installed an electromagnetic beam bomb specifically designed to target mecha. He no longer had any hope of escaping.
The sizzling sound of electricity rang out. Those dark-coloured metal wires sticking to the surface of the black mecha began to flash violently with blue electric arcs. At this time, the M52 mecha was still gliding valiantly through the air due to inertia. In an instant, it was enveloped by the blue electric arcs, appearing extremely strange.
The blue electric arcs disappeared instantly, but the M52 seemed to have lost all power. Its movements in the air abruptly froze, and like a puppet whose strings had been cut, it fell heavily to the ground. Then, it rolled forward stiffly, smashing a large crater in the concrete ground, leaving a perfectly straight trail behind it.
After the missiles, the fighter jet finally arrived. Several muffled sounds rang out at almost the same time. The projectiles fired by the ground-to-air cannons plowed several deep trenches in the ground. Cement splattered everywhere, and smoke and dust flew all over the place, heading straight for the mecha that had already lost its ability to operate.
Countless muffled sounds rang out from the surface of the black mecha at the same time. Those sturdy alloy armour of the mecha began to deform, begin to be penetrated, begin to be damaged, begin to become an existence akin to trash …
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Without the sound of sirens, the special forces team of the Federation's First Military Region approached the black mecha in the middle of the road in silence and vigilance. Behind them, the armoured vehicles with full firepower reserves were ready. This black mecha's control system had been destroyed by the electromagnetic beam bomb of the fighter jet, and it had also been mercilessly raked by the ground-to-air cannons. The entire body of the mecha had become extremely tattered, lying miserably on the road. It looked like it no longer had any combat ability. However, in the eyes of the Federation soldiers, mecha were the most powerful and also the most unpredictable combat machines. They did not know whether or not any accidents would happen.
The cabin door of the black M52 slowly opened. On the road below the mecha, the soldiers raised the muzzles in their hands. The sound of metal clanging against metal rang out one after another behind the mecha.
Taking off his helmet, Na Duo wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He glanced coldly at the soldiers closing in on the mecha. Listening to those vague voices ordering him to abandon the mecha and surrender, he slowly shook his head.
When he had faced those seven Federation planes earlier, he had actually been confident that he could at least shoot down one of the planes that had taken the risk of flying at a low altitude. Even though the mecha's automatic control system had been destroyed, he still believed that he could control the mecha and make those soldiers below pay a heavy price.
However, since the mission had already failed, he did not want to make a move against those soldiers. As fellow soldiers, they should have fought together on the battlefield. They should not have become enemies in the first place.
The soldier Na Duo looked at the black car at the corner in the distance and narrowed his eyes. He lightly patted the slightly hot metal body beneath him, took out a handgun, and aimed it at his temple. He silently pulled the trigger.
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