"Listen up. Other than killing the little star, I want that mecha."
Captain Lov's cold voice came out of the communication system of the Empire mecha group. This ace mecha pilot was shocked by the performance of the Federation mecha but he quickly calmed down.
After confirming that the mecha in front of him was the rumored new MX mecha developed by the Federation, he wasn't scared. Instead, he had a strong desire to capture that powerful mecha.
He had more than 100 third-generation mechas from the Empire. More importantly, although the performance of the mecha was important, the piloting ability of the pilot was still the most important factor.
The northern hemisphere command had long warned him that the opponent might be a new MX mecha, but he had not paid much attention to it. It was only until that moment earlier, when he had witnessed the terrifying performance of that black mecha in its simple and effortless manner, that he had truly thought of capturing the other for the Empire's research.
Lov's piloting and hand speed had already surpassed level four. Now, he was standing on the threshold of level five. He was very confident. The corners of his lips curled up in a cruel sneer, and the speed at which his hands operated suddenly increased. The speed of the new Gen 4 mecha which he had been suppressing all this time increased rapidly, turning into a cloud of dust that could devour people as it raced towards the front of the formation.
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The black MX mecha in front and the intimidating group of Empire mecha chasing behind didn't use long-range heat source weapons. They were chasing and escaping silently. The sound of the mecha running in the valley and in the wilderness was very clear. The entire night started to tremble. A chilling atmosphere was created.
The black and green mecha of the Empire sprinted at high speed, kicking up countless streams of dust in their wake. It was an exceptionally spectacular sight. Meanwhile, that black mecha of the Federation, MX, was sprinting silently half a kilometre away.
The current scene was like a group of grassland wolves that had smelled blood and suddenly discovered a lone lion. They were unwilling to give up, and they all wanted to rush forward and bite the lion fiercely once, twice, until the lion was torn into thousands of pieces of bloody flesh.
In the midst of this pack of savage grassland wolves, there was a black-green mecha of a slightly different shape that appeared larger and more ferocious. Its speed was clearly much faster than the Imperial mecha beside it — in just a few breaths, it had already broken through from the midsection of the mecha pack to the very front.
Using the SSC capture system, Xu Le easily identified the unique Empire mecha in the field of vision of the helmet. According to the data provided by the Department of Defense, this should be the fourth generation mecha that the Empire had just successfully developed seven years ago. The speed and piloting of the fourth generation mecha made him squint his eyes. He felt a slight pressure.
– The person in the fourth generation mecha was a master.
"Are you a little dizzy?"
Being chased by more than a hundred Empire mechas, Xu Le's simple and precise hand controls brushed past like the wind, not slowing down in the slightest. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and asked a completely unrelated question.
"The Nation's Maiden" lowered her head weakly, her right hand covering her slightly exposed breasts. She wasn't worried that Xu Le would see anything, but she felt a little stuffy in her chest.
Previously, the black MX mech suddenly swept backward, twisted its body, and threw a punch. These seemingly simple actions were all carried out at an extremely high speed. The pilot in the cockpit had to bear an extremely large load. Due to the gravitational pull, the load was even greater than that of the space fighter pilot.
Xu Le's body was like a well-polished machine. Naturally, there were no adverse reactions. However, Jian Shui 'er, who sat beside him, suffered quite a bit. If she hadn't been tied tightly to the cockpit, she would probably have been seriously injured.
"Find something to do and distract yourself. That should be better."
Xu Le looked at the Empire mecha moving faster and faster in his field of vision, as well as the cloud of mecha behind it. Although he knew that the opponent would not be able to catch up to him, he still felt some trepidation in his heart. In a slightly hoarse voice, he said, "Look at this red button. Later, when I tell you to press it, press it hard."
Jian Shui 'er looked at the red button his right hand was pointing at and guessed that this must be some key control of the MX mecha. She raised her head to look at the man beside her and asked in surprise, "You want me to press it?"
"I'm afraid you'll get airsick," explained Xu Le seriously.
Jian Shui 'er laughed bitterly. She really didn't know what this man's nerves were made of. In such a tense situation, he actually had the mood to joke around.
Strength determined attitude — the black MX mecha had not entered overclocking mode, but it still maintained a high enough speed. Although the cloud of imperial mecha behind it was continuously closing the distance between them and the black mecha with their light weight and high speed advantage, they were still more than 200 metres away.
"Follow him. Don't use your jet acceleration for now. I really want to see where this mecha wants to lead us to."
Luo Fu stared coldly at the Federation's mecha in front of him. He was alarmed. The Empire had always had the advantage in terms of speed in mecha battles. However, in tonight's pursuit, this advantage was almost gone. The fourth-generation mecha he was operating had already rushed to the front of the group, only about 100 metres away from the black mecha. However, he did not use any long-range attacks for the time being.
The mecha horde ran madly, the earth trembling and dust filling the air, but they were still unable to catch up to that damned black mecha in front. In this spectacular yet silent chase in the wilderness, apart from the stunning punch at the very beginning, not a single cannon or bullet was fired. It was just silence. However, who would have thought that the black MX in front of them was under so much pressure, and what kind of danger it was taking?
Amidst the silence, the pressure, and the scent of danger, within the 200 metre distance that made Xu Le so relaxed and enraged the imperial mecha horde so crazily … the black MX and the cloud of imperial mecha behind it ran out of the plains, one in front and one behind.
Away from the valley, past the forest, across the black plains, a mountain range could be vaguely seen at the end of the road. It was impossible to see the yellowish colour of the mountain range in the darkness of the night, but through the precise positioning of the Charter computer in his mind and the electronic map onboard, Xu Le easily determined that the line between Yellow Mountain Ridge and Lonely Mountain Ridge was just ahead.
According to the Ministry of Defence's plan, the Federation's ambush force should be here. His eyes narrowed behind his helmet. With a light flick of his right hand, he reconnected with the Federation's command center. In a low voice, he said, "I have already entered the Yellow Mountain Ridge line. More than 100 third-generation imperial mecha are 100 metres behind me. Please accept."
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In the southern hemisphere's Federal Army command center hall, the officers who had become abnormally silent and oppressed due to the MX mecha's automatic disconnection instantly let out a collective sigh of relief when they heard this long-awaited voice. In reality, through the remnants of The Glory Of The Charter in the southern hemisphere, hundreds of officers in the command center had been watching that spectacular escape on the ground. However, it was very difficult for them to grasp the specific situation around that black mecha.
The Federation's third highest commander, General Nelson, frowned slightly and said, "Notify Commander Shaoqing."
Then, he turned around and said calmly, "That Empire satellite in the sky can be shot down now."
The Empire had three autonomous orbit-changing satellites invading the southern hemisphere's space. Previously, the Federal military had already shot down two of them, but they had purposely left one behind. The sinister intent behind this was very clear — the Federation command center did not want the Empire to chase after the bait only to lose it in the end.
At this time, since the black mecha had already lured the Empire's ambush team into the encirclement, what was the point of leaving this orbit-changing satellite?
General Nelson's expression was relaxed, but his heart was not. The Federation's third defense line was still enduring the crazy and bloody continuous attacks of the Empire's armored forces. Otherwise, he would not have watched the Moonwolf Group break into the southern hemisphere without doing anything. Although they were luring the enemy in, the number of enemies they lured in seemed to be too many and too strong …
"Du Shaoqing, I hope your Iron Seventh Division can be as powerful on the battlefield as it was in the drill," General Nelson thought to himself as he looked at the electronic map on the large screen.
In a situation where they could not receive follow-up support, an entire division of mechanics trying to ambush and eat the Empire's mecha team … This was not something a normal person could do.
However, at this time, a sharp alarm sounded in the command center. A military staff officer reported loudly with an extremely ugly expression, "The Empire's backup assault team has infiltrated to the 17th latitude of the south. They are currently following the path of the first wave of mecha teams and heading towards Luoqiu Spaceport!"
Everyone in the command center was shocked. They all looked at General Nelson.
General Nelson waved his hand to indicate that he understood. He seemed to have a well-thought-out plan, but in his heart, he started to feel uneasy.
There were too many variables on the battlefield. The Federation took the initiative to lure the Empire's people to invade the south, but they did not expect that old general of the Empire to actually show a suicidal attitude and launch a direct attack by a large group that had never been seen before in the past ten years!
Under the crazy attacks of the Maple Forest Alliance, the Federation's defense line was in danger. The backup military force that was originally in the tactical simulation had no choice but to be deployed to the frontline. At least for the next two hours, the command center would not be able to deploy any troops to support the frontline!
General Nelson's expression was serious. Moonwolf Group and Maple Forest Alliance's 18,000 soldiers. He no longer expected the Iron Seventh Division to be able to destroy the enemy. He only hoped that Du Shaoqing could hold on for a while longer. As long as the frontline could catch a breather, the West Woods Eighth Army could move to the south, and victory would definitely belong to the Federation.
But could the Iron Seventh Division hold on for that long? The Empire's people seemed determined to win. Could that black MX mecha escape to Luoqiu?
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Standing between the rocks, Du Shaoqing put down the night vision electronic binoculars in his hands and put on his sunglasses again, even though it was late at night and there was no moon.
There was no need for the Federation's command center to send a message. The Iron Seventh Division hidden on the frontline of the Huangshanling Lonely Ridge knew that the person they had been waiting for for a long time had finally arrived. Smoke and dust had already risen from the flat field on the left side of the mountain range.
In the night, a black MX mecha silently turned into a stream of light and passed through the difficult mountain path below the Iron Seventh Division's ambush position. Not far behind him were the ten mechas closest to the Empire's mecha group.
"Get ready," Ximen Jin said to the electronics officer beside him in a low voice.
Du Shaoqing took off his sunglasses and coldly glanced at the black Federation mecha that passed by at high speed. Then, he glanced at the Empire's mecha group that seemed to be moving behind him and said, "Don't panic."
(Yes, there's still one more chapter. I'll work hard today and should be able to finish it around 11 pm.)
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