He put on and took off his sunglasses. While he was speaking, ten Imperial Moon Wolf mechas roared past and chased after the escaping black MX mecha. Even though the Iron Seven Division ambushing in the mountains suddenly attacked, they could no longer help the black mecha.
"There's a fourth-generation mecha. It should be the leader of the Moon Wolf Team, Lov. He's one of the top five ace pilots in the Imperial Expeditionary Force," Ximen Jin whispered. Ximen Jin reminded him in a low voice. He would definitely not question his teacher's command. However, seeing that the Federation's black mech was being chased into danger by the Empire's people, he was a little worried about the pilot and the national girl in the mech.
Du Shaoqing's expression was cold and stern as he stared at the imperial mecha horde in the direction of the Lonely Ridge. He said indifferently, "This is a bag, and we are the rope that ties the bag. What are some small fries that slip through? What we want to eat … is this entire mecha brigade behind us."
If the Iron Seven Division had attacked just now, the Empire mecha horde that had suddenly slowed down for some reason would definitely know that there was an ambush here. If the mecha horde had decided to turn around and retreat, with the high mobility of the Moon Wolf mechas, the Iron Seven Division would never have been able to catch up. They could only watch as the enemy turned into dust. As for Lov, the ace pilot of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, this iron-blooded teacher didn't care at all.
"The Ministry of Defense asked us to ensure the safety of Jian Shui'er," Ximen Jin said in a low voice.
Du Shaoqing lowered his eyes slightly and said, "The one driving the black MX … is Xu Le. He won't die so easily."
Ximen Jin was shocked. He silently retreated to the back and nervously began to prepare for the Imperial Moonwolf Group's arrival. However, what made him and the soldiers of the Iron Seven Division uneasy was that, for some reason, the Empire mecha horde outside of the ambush not only slowed down but also showed signs of stopping.
In the mountains, it was quiet.
At this time, the latest battle situation from the Federation command reached Du Shaoqing's ears. He was silent for a moment, then he took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at the horizon in the distance.
Maple Forest Alliance's final trump card, that reserve assault brigade, had also come?
Commander Du Shaoqing had a complicated expression in his eyes. The bait plan of the Department of National Defense had lured in an army that was twice their size. However, the command center couldn't send any reinforcements. If Maple Forest Alliance's assault team and mechas were able to tear apart the bag and attack Luoqiu Airport, they would be able to threaten the side of the military supply depot. The Federal Army would be in absolute danger.
General Ambury from the northern hemisphere was able to create such a situation out of the impossible. It could be said that he was a godly commander.
Decades ago, on the same planet, in the same mountain range, the same Iron Seven Division … Once, under almost exactly the same circumstances, they fought a bloody battle of life and death. That battle made the Iron Seven Division famous in the media. Except for the leaders of the Federal military, no one knew that it was the fatal mistake made by the Iron Seven Division at the beginning of this bloody battle that led to the heavy losses of the Federal military.
It seemed that tonight on the front line of Huangshanling Lonely Ridge, there would be another extremely tragic sniper battle. Du Shaoqing quietly looked at the night sky and thought silently in his heart. Did his father stand in the same position as him? What was he thinking at that time?
History seemed to be repeating itself, but the result would definitely not be the same. He coldly unbuttoned the collar of his trench coat and turned to face the officers of the division headquarters. He said calmly, "A brigade of 18,000 people is on its way here. I will only give you one hour. You must eat these 100 ugly imperial mecha!"
Without air support, without a missile base, an entire division wanted to eat an entire imperial mecha brigade — an entire mecha brigade with 100 third-generation Moon Wolf mecha. Whether it was in the military academy's teaching materials or in a real battle, this had never happened before, because this was something that was impossible in the first place.
However, after the senior officers of the Iron Seven Division heard their division commander's words, they only nodded firmly in silence. This was the first battle after the Iron Seven Division returned to the front line. They must win!
Ximen Jin stood behind her division commander who was looking at the electronic map for the last time. Looking at her division commander's slightly trembling body, she suddenly felt a little sour in her heart. She said in a low voice, "The imperial mecha group is obviously waiting for reinforcements from the brigade at the rear. What if they still refuse to come in after 10 minutes? Should we move forward with Operation Lightning? "
"No need." Du Shaoqing raised his head and took the hot towel from the orderly. He wiped his face in the darkness of the valley and said, "The imperial soldiers are brave and impulsive. If we kill their leader, they will naturally go crazy."
Ximen Jin was stunned. She thought that the commander of the Moonwolf Group, Luo Fu, had already chased after Xu Le. How could they kill him if they stayed in the mountains?
"Let the battlefield communication system scan a radius of 50 meters. I want to talk to that black MX." Du Shaoqing folded the towel and passed it to the orderly.
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"You guys wait for the brigade at the back."
Commander Luo Fu left the mecha group and led the nine most outstanding third-generation mechas under his command to chase after Ling Lan. Before he chased after Ling Lan, he gave an important order to the entire mecha brigade through the communication system.
The ambush at the front line of the Yellow Mountain was not the most important part of the war. However, it was the most important part. The headquarters of the Maple Forest Alliance in the northern hemisphere had long confirmed the possible locations of the federation's ambush. They had even accurately calculated the ambush forces that the federation could mobilize at this time by analyzing the take-off and landing frequency and the garbage volume of the two major airports in the southern hemisphere in the recent months!
"It's just one division."
A disdainful sneer appeared on Lov's face. He was sure that the Federation Commander hiding in the mountains wouldn't dare to expose himself just because of these ten mechas.
Therefore, he bravely passed through the mountain path and chased after the black MX. He said coldly to his subordinates through the communication system.
"After I destroy that black MX, I will come back and meet with you guys."
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Xu Le didn't know that the master in the Moonwolf fourth-generation mecha behind him was saying that he was going to destroy him with a confident and arrogant tone. At this time, the mountain path was ending and Luoqiu Airport was not far away. The escape with the nation's young lady was coming to an end. He was unusually calm and relaxed.
However, that insensible old man told him that other than the Mecha Brigade at the back, the Empire had actually sent out the Assault Brigade, their trump card. In the military system of the Empire, a brigade was more powerful than a division of the Federation. The Federation headquarters didn't tell Xu Le this information. In their opinion, Xu Le was lucky enough to bring Jian Shui'er safely to Luoqiu Airport. Plus, the ambush behind them had nothing to do with him.
He didn't know which brigade was ambushing them at the front line of the Huangshanling Lonely Ridge. However, from the old bastard's prediction, this brigade would definitely be in a terrible situation.
At this moment, the military channel of the MX mecha rang. Xu Le was very familiar with the voice but he didn't like it.
"I'm Du Shaoqing. I'm one of the ten mechas chasing after you. The one in the fourth-generation mecha should be the brigade leader, Luo Fu."
"Xu Le, kill him."
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Xu Le's eyes narrowed in shock. Only now did he know that the ambush was actually carried out by the Iron Seventh Division!
In the channel, that iron faced commander's voice was as cold and direct as it was a few months ago. It sounded extremely rude but he knew this person very well. This time, the other didn't use his military position to order him around. This was already very different.
He only needed half a second to think. He narrowed his eyes, opened the universal channel, and said a single word.
"Okay."
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In one of Master Schiller's plays, there was a mentally handicapped person who loved to run. That mentally handicapped person ran all over planet S1, ran all over the capital ring, and in the end, even ran all the way to the West Woods. He even ran on a spaceship. This mentally handicapped person became a celebrity in human society. Countless people followed him, running non-stop, not asking for a reason, just running non-stop …
However, one day, this mentally handicapped person suddenly didn't want to run anymore. He felt bored, so he stopped … and then turned around, saying that he wanted to go home, leaving his followers with endless emptiness and the disappointment of the media.
Running was a habit. Once started, it was hard to stop. If one really stopped after running for a long time, it would always be hard to get used to.
The mechas chased each other for an unknown amount of time tonight. Suddenly, the black Federation mecha at the end of the mountain road ahead stopped abruptly, then slowly turned around.
Out of the ten Empire mechas, nine of them stopped for a moment. The pilots in the cockpits couldn't believe what they were seeing. Because of the intense shock in their hearts, their operations were affected.
Only that fourth generation Moon Wolf mech, which had an exceptionally strong contrast between black and green, did not slow down in the slightest. Instead, the rocket jets at the back of the mech instantly shot out, the powerful propulsion causing its speed to become incomparably fast!
Just this small detail was enough to prove that Captain Lov of the fourth generation mecha had the most determined mind and the most ruthless eyes of an ace mecha pilot.
With a straight arrow of smoke, the fourth generation Moon Wolf mecha charged towards the black MX. At such a high speed, this mecha even used the mechanical arm on its right hand to draw a symbol in the air.
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Xu Le was a professional soldier, so he didn't have much understanding of the universal machine language. Thinking back to the time when he was in Ewha University, when he had a mecha battle with that officer of the First Academy, it had caused quite a commotion. However, he could roughly understand what the Empire mecha pilot was trying to say.
Thus, wearing the simulation system, he did not hesitate to give the mecha a middle finger.
At the same time, in the dim cockpit, a slender index finger pressed hard on the red button.
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Amidst the hissing sounds of compressed air, a few heavy components of the black MX body shot out one after another, smashing onto the ground. Surprisingly, the thick armor on the right shoulder did not fall off, and the middle finger of the right alloy hand stood straight up, facing the enemy.
This MX was a special mecha that Shang Qiu had specially modified for Xu Le. Originally, it did not have the fire control system that most normal pilots would need, so the components fell off very quickly. In just 0.1 seconds … the black mecha had officially entered overclocking mode!
At this time, the fourth generation Moon Wolf mecha had already arrived in front of the black MX with an unstoppable momentum.
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The next moment, Lov's pupils suddenly shrank in the cockpit. This was because the Federation mecha in the vision of his helmet had disappeared!
A strong sense of danger surged into his heart. Relying on his rich battle experience, Lov roared and forced himself to turn around in an instant.
The black and green mech forcefully turned around at high speed, its thick mechanical arm blocking the front, just in time to block the silent punch from the night sky.
With a low hum, the black MX mecha's powerful twin engines were fully displayed in this one hit. The fourth generation Moon Wolf mecha was forced to retreat.
Then, the black mecha forcefully increased its speed again. It turned into a flash of lightning and once again attacked the chest of the black Moon Wolf mecha!
The speed of the black MX was too fast, and the frequency of its movements was too fast. It was like countless rocks falling from a mountaintop, striking the surface of the Moon Wolf mech's armor with crisp and powerful sounds, producing a continuous series of dull 'pa pa pa pa pa' sounds.
Lov's face was pale. He pushed his control to the limit. In this life and death situation, he had already performed beyond his usual standards. However, he still could not keep up with the black mecha's movements!
The black MX dodged at high speed on the mountain path. There were no afterimages. It was just like a flash of lightning or a ghost. To Lov, it was more like a sharp and powerful bullet that he was terrified of. It kept shooting towards his face.
Bullets could not turn, but this black MX was able to move in a straight line at high speed. It was like a high-speed bullet that was bouncing back and forth in an alloy plate!
What kind of hand speed was required to perform such a terrifying control? Or rather, what kind of freakish hand was required to perform such a control? Or rather, it was impossible to perform such a control by hand.
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When the nine third-generation Moon Wolf mechas of the Empire rushed to the battlefield, they were greeted by this shocking sight. They could only watch with their own eyes as the Moon Wolf mecha controlled by Commander Lov was continuously bombarded by the black MX of the Federation, unable to retaliate at all. Under such immense shock, they were unable to react at all.
According to the memories of a pilot who had survived the incident, he had never seen such mecha piloting in his entire life. He could not understand how a mecha weighing dozens of tons could perform such unimaginable maneuvers. The ground of the mountain path had clearly festered, but that Federation pilot had not been able to slow down the black mecha's movements in the slightest!
What had left the deepest impression on the surviving pilot was the close-combat style of the black MX mech.
The strong mecha fighters all had their own close combat style. Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng was bold and violent, Bai Yulan was sinister and silent, and Zhou Yu was serious and serious. As for the black MX controlled by Xu Le, in this first battle, the style it displayed was … simple and direct. It could even be described as plain.
Xu Le understood the structure of mecha very well. Although the mecha designs of the Empire and the Federation were very different, the two sides of the universe had the same thinking habits. There was not much difference in terms of ideology. Therefore, every time he attacked, he would often attack the most inconspicuous part of the black and green Moon Wolf mecha. Only the mechanics would understand the key points of the mecha. It was extremely precise and precise.
Simple, direct, plain, precise, and precise. When these five adjectives were stacked together, the style was mixed into a pile. When it was combined to the extreme, it became a silent ruthlessness, a silent suppression.
In the fourth generation Moon Wolf mecha, Captain Lov clearly felt the terror of this style. He was the ace pilot of the Empire. However, when he came here arrogantly, he was in despair. Although the Moon Wolf mecha was able to avoid three lightning strikes from the black MX's tooth edge alloy blade, his heart was getting colder and colder. He was getting more and more desperate. That dark and helpless danger was about to take over his mind.
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A crisp sound rang out!
The black light condensed into a single point. That was the black MX that had stopped moving. The black mecha pulled out a spinning alloy blade from the edge of the cockpit of the fourth generation Moon Wolf mecha.
For any mecha, the front of the cockpit was definitely the strongest defense. However, the black mecha continuously threw seven or eight heavy punches at that spot, followed by a final stab. No matter how strong the armor of the Empire mecha was, it was finally broken.
Sparks shot out from the edge of the cockpit. However, the black mecha still stubbornly did not fall.
After entering overclocking mode, the black MX's right shoulder fire control system, which was the only part that did not fall off, flipped out from under the armor. It aimed at the sparking cockpit of the fourth generation Moon Wolf mecha and blasted it!
With a boom, the fourth generation Moon Wolf mecha fell to the ground. Immediately after, the black MX lifted its heavy mechanical leg without hesitation and stomped on the already deformed cockpit of the Empire mecha.
Green smoke billowed and blood flowed out.
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Four seconds. From the moment the two mecha came into contact to the end of everything, only four seconds had passed.
The other nine Empire mecha did not have the time to react, nor did they have the ability to participate in this terrifying mecha battle. They stared at the black mecha that was turning around, and at the burning Moon Wolf mecha beneath its feet. They stood frozen on the mountain path in shock.
In the dim cockpit of the black MX mecha, Jian Shui'er's eyes were tightly shut, her long eyelashes fluttering non-stop. Due to the high frequency of the mecha battle, the young girl's face was pale from the concussion. Her brain was in a daze, and she could not speak at all. However, she vaguely knew that she was still alive, while the Empire mecha was dead.
Xu Le took off his helmet. Large amounts of sweat flowed down his forehead, following the smooth simulation system and flowing down to the water level of the cockpit. His face was pale, and a trace of complex emotions appeared in his slightly narrowed eyes. He did not immediately attack the nine third generation Empire mecha.
This was because he was currently very weak, very tired, and even very hungry. Although the previous mecha battle had only taken four seconds, who knew how many controls he had done in those four seconds?
Through the simulation system, the joystick, and the touch screen, he had used three complex methods to control the black MX. That was how he had gained the absolute advantage in front of the Empire ace mecha pilot. However, after the battle, he had used up too much of his stamina and energy.
Opening the universal channel, Xu Le wiped the sweat from his lips and beard. Panting, he spoke to the Iron Seventh Division and Du Shaoqing who were ambushing him in the mountains.
"Already killed."
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