The black MX mecha had already stripped away all of its long-range firepower systems. Right now, facing the gloomy Iron Seventh Division officers from outside the barracks, if it wanted to complete its tactical objective, it could only rely on the mecha's movements.
In other words, Ximen Jin could only be trampled to death, beaten to death, and tortured to death by the black mecha.
Xu Le didn't want to humiliate the opponent, but this was the only way he could fight. Of course, he couldn't really break through the door and use his heavy mechanical legs to trample Ximen Jin into minced meat. He could only enter the next step into the battle damage system in the military exercise command center.
Through precise calculations, the command center directly determined that his actions were effective.
In the next moment, the military exercise command center and the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division all received a notification from the battle damage system: The Blue Team Commander has died.
The officers and generals in the command center couldn't hide their shock as they watched the image on the screen. The black mech rushed down from the top of Blue Pond Peak. The smoke and cannons exploded. In just a few moments, this MX had already successfully broken through the barracks, completing this mission that seemed impossible to complete in the first place.
General Miles's white eyebrows bloomed as he sighed softly in relief. The Minister of Defense, Zou Yingxing, calmly picked up the cup of tea beside him and took a sip. The tea was already cold, but he didn't react at all. It seemed that this military big shot was hiding a lot of emotions under his calm exterior.
Then, everyone's eyes turned to the right side of the command center. The Federal Army officers were very curious. What kind of expression would the usually cold and arrogant Division Commander Du Shaoqing have after witnessing the defeat of his own troops?
To their surprise and slight disappointment, although Division Commander Du Shaoqing had already stood up, his expression was still cold, his posture dignified, and his figure straight. He didn't seem to have suffered such a heavy blow at all. Of course, some people still noticed that Division Commander Du's hands were clenched tightly behind his back. His knuckles were faintly white.
The soldiers in the military drill hall were shocked by the performance of the black mecha, marveling at the unimaginable level of control displayed by the pilot. Du Shaoqing was the same. Other than anger and gloom in his heart, he also felt a strong sense of incomprehension.
As an all-rounder in military affairs, Division Commander Du Shaoqing's mecha piloting skills were also quite outstanding. However, after seeing Xu Le operate the black MX with his own eyes, he could not use a logical deduction to convince himself that this was something a normal person could do.
Du Shaoqing's face was cold and detached as he looked at the black mecha and his subordinates on the screen. His brows furrowed — those straight eyebrows that had always been like unsheathed swords seemed to have been resheathed at this moment. They became silent, as if they were waiting for something to happen.
A moment later, another exclamation rang out in the military exercise command hall. The military staff officer who had completely lost his cool today stood up from behind the workbench and loudly reported, "Mecha damage 61%!"
"88%!"
"100%, the black MX has exploded!"
The military exercise command hall suddenly fell into a state of busy calculations and shocked discussions. The staff officers could not understand why the black MX had suddenly exploded after successfully breaking through the camp. The armored squad of the Iron Seventh Division's defense battalion had not yet arrived. What exactly happened in the command center?
General Miles, who was sitting on the sofa, was stunned. He frowned and immediately thought of the part of the battle force that the Iron Seventh Division had not used during this impromptu military exercise. After a moment of silence, a look of appreciation appeared on his face.
Du Shaoqing looked at the screen expressionlessly. That pair of eyebrows of his raised again. Although it was not as insufferably arrogant and unstoppable as before, it had recovered some of its luster.
From the beginning of the military exercise until now, the defense battalion under the command of Ximen Jin had not used that fixed speed non-cruise missile unit. He believed that his soldiers would not disappoint him to the extreme.
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The unforeseen event happened too quickly.
The command system had just reported the news of the Blue Team's commander's death when a sharp alarm rang out from the central control system of the mecha. Looking at the red energy lines blotting out the sky and covering the earth on the full-view radar screen, Xu Le could not help but sweat profusely, drenching his back in the stuffy cockpit, even though he knew that this was all virtual.
Different from the level-fire howitzers from before, a dense cluster of missiles flew in from an unknown base and covered the entire area around the barracks. It did not distinguish between friend and foe and carried out a powerful attack. The power of the missiles was set to explode, and on the virtual screen, the entire barracks turned into a sea of fire.
Almost at the same time as the command hall, the battle damage system connected to the black mecha coldly and mechanically reported the battle damage situation. In just the blink of an eye, the black MX, which had not yet lost 30% of its battle force, had its red column representing the status of the mecha drop continuously as if it was rapidly losing blood. In the end, the system determined that the mecha had exploded!
During this process, the black mecha had no time to react at all. Faced with the high speed missiles that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, even if it could react, it would not be able to complete any evasive maneuvers. It could only watch as its body was buried in the sea of fire.
A deathly silence.
Xu Le narrowed his eyes as he stared intently at the data feedback on the screen. Listening to the cold voice of the system, he pondered in silence for a long time before he finally understood the source of all this.
A fixed-velocity non-cruise missile unit!
The military exercise command system had added a group of virtual soldiers for both sides of the exercise, and what had been added to the Iron Seventh Division's defence battalion was this two-base missile unit. During the exercise that had started before dawn, the Iron Seventh Division had not used this unit at all. They had actually been suppressing it all this time until the very end, when they finally aimed at their own command center and launched a barrage of attacks without distinguishing friend from foe!
This virtual unit was equipped with the Stinger II missile, which had terrifying absolute speed. However, it also had an extremely fatal flaw — the direct-injection vortex engine made it impossible for this type of fast missile to perform precise navigation. Therefore, using this type of light missile to attack the powerful MX mecha from a distance would be very difficult to achieve any results.
However, Ximen Jin had placed the missile base in the valley behind Blue Pool Mountain, and aimed it at her own command center!
This excellent and meticulous commander had maintained absolute self-control and calm throughout the entire exercise, saving this force for the very end. Even when Xu Le's black mecha had charged down from the mountain peak, due to the flaw of the Stinger II missile, the black mecha had still not been willing to fire recklessly.
Only when the black mecha had penetrated deep into camp headquarters and was within the absolute range of the missile cluster did Ximen Jin launch a devastating attack.
At such a close distance, with such a high density of continuous fire, the Stinger II missile did not need a cruise system at all to blast any enemy into pieces.
If the black mecha had been in the valley at this time, it would probably have been able to rely on its mobility to dodge this wave of attacks. However, at this time, the black mecha had succeeded in its mission and was no longer vigilant. Most importantly, this wave of missiles had been coldly aimed at its location — how could it escape?
Inside the glowing red cockpit, Xu Le pondered in silence for a very long time before he finally managed to sort out the sequence of events. Using the Stinger II missile against a mecha — only Ximen Jin's method could achieve tactical results. However, what made him feel even colder was that the Iron Seventh Division had actually buried the entire command center with it, wanting to bury him here. This kind of design was a little too cruel.
He rubbed his stiff face, shook his head, and pressed the button to open the cockpit.
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Accompanied by the sound of hydraulic systems and motors, the cockpit of the black mecha at the entrance to the command center of the Iron Seventh Division's defense camp slowly opened.
At this time, the military exercise command system had already determined that all personnel near the command center were dead, so the soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division could only stare at the open cockpit door with ugly expressions. They did not raise their weapons to aim at the enemy.
Although this black mecha had exploded and died in the end, the other party had broken into their camp and killed four of their own mecha in an instant. In the end, they had even killed their highest commanding officer. This was the equivalent of a tight slap to their faces.
The pale-faced Xu Le crawled out of the cockpit, but he did not climb down to the ground. Instead, he stood on the alloy railings and looked down at the angry Iron Seventh Division officers with narrowed eyes. Although he had been determined to be dead in the end, he had done everything he could. He had successfully broken into camp and killed the enemy's commander, so there was a hint of youthful excitement in his calm mood. There was no regret or sadness.
"You're really ruthless." Xu Le felt unusually tired. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with his fingers and sat down on the slightly hot mecha. Leaning against the tough alloy armor, he looked down at the gloomy commander in the barracks and said seriously, "I admit that Iron Seventh Division has the right to be proud."
These were sincere words.
In today's impromptu military exercise, Zhou Yu's group of officers who were born in the Lonely Mountain and Yellow Mountain Ridge area had displayed their strongest abilities. Otherwise, they would not have been able to delay the large number of soldiers of the defense camp for so long and give Xu Le a chance to break into camp. However, in the face of Iron Seventh Division's well-trained and unusually calm offensive, the red team could only lose.
What was even more frightening was that Xu Le had cheated and had the ability to operate a mecha that few people in this world understood. He had displayed the performance of the black MX to the extreme and unexpectedly broke into the camp. In the end, he had encountered three layers of backup from Iron Seventh Division. Although he had succeeded in killing the enemy's commander in the end, he had also ushered in death.
Ximen Jin sat in the barracks with a calm expression. He did not pick up the coffee cup in his hand again. His mood was not as calm as his expression. He had long been boiling with anger. He had commanded the most powerful defense camp of Iron Seventh Division, but he had actually been broken in by a single black MX. The commander had been killed? What kind of humiliation was this?
He did not raise his head to speak to Xu Le on the black mecha because that would make people feel that Xu Le was looking down at him with the attitude of a victor.
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