The dense array of cannons spewed out dazzling light. Over a thousand high-speed cannons whistled through the sky every second and blasted toward the Imperial Iron Stream. The entire earth was shaking. Such a dense amount of cannons had not appeared in this part of the universe for more than a decade. Tonight, it was suddenly unleashed in the belly of the planet. It made people tremble uncontrollably.
The heavy armored vehicle charging at the front was hit by a dozen cannons in succession and exploded with a boom.
The Imperial mecha hiding behind the chariot charged valiantly forward like a phantom. However, the air all around them was filled with high-speed spinning armour-piercing shrapnel like a torrential downpour. Even the highly mobile Night Wolf mecha had no way of displaying its mobility in front of such terrifying defensive firepower. It only managed to hold out for three more seconds before it was reduced to a pile of scrap metal.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! In the following bombardment, the Night Wolf mecha was hit until sparks flew everywhere and its limbs were shattered.
The empty hills were filled with sharp and terrifying screams. The Federation's defensive positions opened fire. The night sky was filled with fire and smoke, covering the sky and earth. Gradually, the smoke fell on the Imperial chariots and the corpses of the soldiers. However, before they could settle down, they were shaken up by even more violent explosions.
However, in the thick smoke, the black hibiscus flag representing the Imperial Royal Family continued to flutter. Although the flag was already a bit old from the smoke, it still rolled in the wind. Facing the cannon fire, it coldly and silently moved forward. Forward.
Another wave of group armor attacks. The Imperial Army did not stop for a single step or breath. They completely ignored the chariot mecha that continuously turned into smoke and silently sent off their fallen comrades. Almost crazily, they charged toward the Federation's third line of defense!
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The situation on the battlefield was like a giant white wave in the dark sea. In the night of wild winds, it continuously slammed against the reefs of the coastline. The reefs looked incomparably sturdy, but the giant wave had no intention of retreating at all. It did not care that it would be smashed into pieces. The wave behind followed closely behind the wave, vowing to smash those black reefs into painful powder.
On the annular belt of planet 5460, there were more than a dozen scenes like this. The seventeen armored regiments of the Imperial expeditionary force's Maple Forest Brigade were like seventeen devils carrying black spears as they tried to pierce through the thickest defense line of the Federation.
In a large-scale battle on the surface of a planet, the 17 Armor Clans seemed to be fighting from thousands of miles away, but in reality, they were all vaguely connected. The main direction of the Imperial armies's attack was quietly moving in two different directions amidst the seemingly crazy and unreasonable attacks. The 17 black spears were about to become two giant arrows that could not be blocked.
The Federation's defensive line, which had just stabilized, began to wobble in the face of this wave of attacks. Although the damage to the fleet in the sky was not great, they had to take off and land wave after wave to replenish their energy and ammunition. In the permanent fortifications on the ground, twenty-three percent of the main cannons had already been declared useless due to overuse. Even the high-density cannons, which had cost a lot of money, were about to enter a stage of energy instability because they had to continuously defend against the Imperial Iron Flow. There were even a few locations where the high-density cannons had already started to sound alarms …
The officers of the Federation looked at the reckless Imperial Iron Flow on the holographic screen in anger and disbelief. Apart from being shocked, they were also endlessly puzzled. Why would the Imperial military attack at all costs? Under the attack of the Federation's three-dimensional defense system, they had to pay an incomparably terrible price for every step they took …
But they were still attacking! Attacking without stopping!
This kind of crazy attack was bound to bring about serious losses. Although the Federal Central Computer had not yet produced an evaluation report of the Imperial military's losses, just by looking at it, the frontline commander could confirm that at least one-sixth of the Imperial Maple Forest Brigade's combat strength had been lost in an instant just like that.
With the Federation's powerful defense system and advanced firepower arrangement, according to the current speed of the Maple Forest Brigade's loss, even if they were allowed to fight their way to the headquarters base, how many of them would be able to survive?
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The target of the Imperial Maple Forest Brigade was the Federation's planetary war zone headquarters.
They shouted "long live His Majesty" and charged coldly toward death. In the end, they fell one after another and were buried in this faraway foreign land that was countless light-years away from their homeland. The soldiers of the Empire would not equate stupidity with heroism. However, in order to complete His Majesty's mission, in order to fulfill the strategic objectives of the headquarters, from the most basic squad to the heavy-duty Moon Wolf mechas that attracted the attention of countless people, no one took a step back. In fact, they even … thought for a second longer.
If the four-layered three-dimensional defense system that the Federal military had spent many years building was like a giant steel curtain that encompassed everything from the black grassland to the vast sky in the southern hemisphere … then the crazy and reckless group attack of the Imperial Maple Forest Brigade was like two fists at this moment, an indestructible cannon fire giant fist!
Looking at the density of the cannon fire in the wilderness and the firm determination of the Imperial Iron Stream Charge, there was no doubt that Old General Ambly in the northern hemisphere base would rather let these two fists completely destroy him in order to tear a hole in this steel curtain!
The Maple Forest Brigade, who had been attacking from all directions, had already retracted their fingers into fists. The 17 armored regiments had become alloy fists with enormous strength. They fiercely smashed toward the Federation's defensive position, wanting to smash through the opponent and then smash toward the opponent's vital points!
The 10 armored regiments were the right fist of the Imperial Maple Forest Brigade. They sharply and wildly smashed toward the Federation's headquarters in the northeast of the planet's night zone. The remaining seven regiments attacked the southwest, encircling and attacking. They fiercely smashed their fists toward the most important military base in the southern hemisphere.
For the Federal Army, regardless of whether it was the headquarters or the military base, they were both absolutely important places that they had to defend. The headquarters was the brain of the army, while the military base was the heart of the Federal Army, providing them with an unending supply of nourishment.
No matter what the initial design of the federal military was, and no matter whether or not Lieutenant General Narson could see through the military plan of the old general of the Imperium, the federation had to adjust its defense strategy immediately in the face of the two violent, unreasonable, bloodstained fists that still contained terrifying power. It was necessary for the federation to defend itself immediately and block the enemy's incessant attacks.
The Federation's soldiers stepped on the corpses of their comrades. Countless pairs of scarlet eyes stared and loudly shouted. In the end, they didn't let the Empire's people break through in an instant.
The steel curtain in the southern hemisphere, under the bitter resistance of the Federal Army, barely held on. However, near the equator, this steel curtain had already begun to distort and deform, revealing its weakest areas.
At this moment, the Maple Forest Alliance's fully mechanized brigade, which was the last to enter the battlefield, fiercely charged towards the deformed steel curtain.
The 17 armored divisions in charge of the fierce frontal assault were already bloody fists. The 30,000 Imperial Brigade was like a wolf's mouth. At this moment, they had already bared their ferocious white fangs and were about to take a bite.
The direction of the Wolf Fang was the flat mountainous area between Anqiu Airport and Luoqiu Airport.
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Old General Ambly held his teacup and calmly looked at the military intelligence report on the electronic map. After confirming that the Wolf Fang Brigade had entered the designated area, he took a deep breath. A trace of blood appeared on his slightly tired face.
What should be done had been done. The rest … was up to fate. The old general slightly bent his body and waved his hand to refuse the service officer to follow him. He silently walked out of the command hall, took the elevator, and came to the highest point of the circular base. Facing the cold wind of the northern hemisphere, he looked at the faint light of the southern hemisphere on the other side of the forest.
The people of the southern Federation definitely didn't expect him to be this crazy. You want to fish, but I'm going to break your fishing rod.
Old General Ambly silently thought, but he knew that in the West Woods … in this Federation land, even if they could achieve some success tonight, as long as the Empire couldn't break through the Night Scorpion Nebula and Gary Corridor, the expeditionary army's only path back was death.
A few months ago, when the Federation began to send more troops, the old general had already guessed what the Federal military, or rather the Federation's military god, was going to do. The Federation was going to start a war. Naturally, the first thing they wanted to do was to get rid of these unwelcome guests who came from afar.
The expeditionary army's end would eventually come. The only reason they were able to hold on for a few decades was because the Empire's most deep-seated enemy had always kept the expeditionary army alive. Old General Ambly knew this better than the Federation's Ministry of Defense.
They had been away from their homeland for more than a decade, and there was no way back. Now that they had received His Majesty's random order, they might as well go crazy. At the very least, they had to make the Federation pay a heavy price.
Yes, tonight, the ferocious attack of the Empire's Maple Forest Alliance could only be described as crazy. Although everyone in the universe knew about the bravery of the Empire's soldiers, the intensity of tonight's battle was still far beyond the expectations of the Federal military. If the southern hemisphere was a trap, then the Imperial expeditionary force had used the craziest and bloodiest method to forcefully turn this situation into a chaotic situation.
The Federation military had planned for this a long time ago, but they still suffered an incomparably heavy blow at the start of the war. It was precisely because they simply couldn't grasp the supreme commander of this regiment … or even the harshness and viciousness of this expeditionary army that was all alone in a foreign land.
His Majesty had given a random order, and the expeditionary force fought a crazy battle. The terror and craziness made the Federal Army in the southern hemisphere feel as if they were struck by lightning. They looked around and felt gloomy.
A relieved smile appeared on Ambly's old face. He let go of his fingers and let the teacup that had accompanied him for many years fall off the high wall of the base.
He couldn't hear the shattering sound in the dark night, but he still listened. It seemed that he could only hear the mournful cries of the young people in the southern hemisphere as they died.
"Like jade that is willing to break, but no longer willing to hide in the glacier." The old general looked to the south and murmured softly, "I can't take you back to your homeland alive, so I'll take your souls and the failure of the Federation."
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High-speed fighter jets swept past at low altitude. The dense cannons plowed a terrifying trail of deep gravel in the wilderness.
The black MX was like a beast in the dark night. It moved quickly through the smoke and dust at an extremely high speed. The missiles fired by the seven fighter jets at low altitude couldn't hit the strange trembling body of the mech, but they effectively slowed it down.
With an extremely beautiful left turn, the black mech dodged a missile. It left a trail of afterimages in the wilderness as it sped toward a mountain range in front of it.
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