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Chapter 418

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The tongues of flame that shot out from the front of the mechanical arms of the black and green mecha were actually high-speed and sharp bullets. They hit the cliffs of the valley and splashed out countless fragments. Three Federation soldiers hiding behind the hidden fortifications were hit and fell to the ground. In just a moment, the three fresh corpses were turned into cloth bags filled with bright red material …

Tongues of flame sprayed out everywhere. Countless amounts of soil were flipped up, and the tanks were set ablaze. Amidst the continuous and terrifying sounds of machine guns, the sturdy base at the bottom of the mountain was riddled with holes. Blood and broken limbs flew everywhere.

The most terrifying thing was the mobility of these black and green mecha. Under the crazy barrage of the Federation's mountain howitzers, most of them still managed to survive.

The Empire's mecha group was like a pack of tireless grassland wolves. They cruelly and crazily rushed into the ambush area of the Iron Seventh Division. They bared their sharp fangs and bit viciously at the Federation's base. Then, using the fastest speed possible, they changed their formation and broke into smaller groups. Taking advantage of the occasional collapse of the Iron Seventh Division's front line, they split into a dozen small groups and spread out in all directions. Following the natural water line and gentle slope of the valley, they launched a second charge.

Screeching sounds rang out. The soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division hidden in the mountains had been silently and resolutely counterattacking. The bullets fired by the Federation's 2126 sniper rifle hit several Empire mecha. However, they only left light grey marks and dense dents on the sturdy alloy armor.

One of the imperial mechs raised its right arm and fired its main cannon at a thirty-two degree angle. Along with a heavy roar, the powerful cannon fire didn't hit the target. Instead, it hit the quick-solidifying concrete structure of the fortification. The explosion caused the quick-solidifying concrete to shatter and splatter in all directions!

Of the five Federation soldiers hiding in the fortification, four were instantly crushed to death by the rocks. Blood flowed out along the remnants of the explosion and the cracks between the rocks.

There was still one soldier who did not die immediately. The helmet he was wearing blocked most of the high-speed rocks, but his goggles had been shattered. He screamed in pain, and his face was covered in blood and exposed muscles. In the last moment of his life, he raised the MP5 submachine gun in his hand and fired non-stop at the foot of the mountain.

Both of his eyes were blinded, and blood was flowing down his face. The submachine gun in his hands was shooting out flames, but it was aimless. He couldn't hit the black-green mecha in front of him at all. The next moment, he missed a step and fell down the cliff.

The Empire's black and green mecha coldly watched this scene. Without any hesitation, it continued to charge forward along the gentle slope. But from the side, a ponytail heavy rocket fired over with a whoosh, accurately hitting the side of the mecha's abdomen.

After the loud explosion, there was a dull sound of metal parts rubbing against each other. The outer armor of the Empire's mecha's engine was severely damaged, and its power output was occasionally affected. Its originally high-speed movement mode was suddenly slowed down.

It was only delayed for a moment, and seven or eight precision-guided rockets from the Federation flew at high speed from all directions at the same time, hitting the heavy and huge body of the mecha. The sound of the explosion and the blinding light kept flashing. This Empire's mecha was burnt black, and its parts were severely damaged. Its balance was completely disabled, and it fell down the cliff in a tragic manner, turning into a pile of alloy garbage!

Just like that Federation soldier just now.





Such a tragic scene of a battlefield appeared below the yellow mountain ridge, below the lonely mountain ridge. The wolf pack of the Empire's mecha brigade spread out at high speed. Wherever they charged, battle would break out there. Tragic scenes could be found everywhere. Every Federation soldier who had died in the mountains actually had a life story that belonged to them. However, at this moment, there was no extra time to reflect on it, to sigh with emotion... because this was a battlefield.

This was war.

Today's ambush was the first time the Iron Seven Division had been on the battlefield. Facing the ruthless and crazed mecha of the empire, feeling the explosions of fireworks in the valley, hearing the familiar cries of pain around them, and seeing the shattered and burning corpses of their comrades lying between the rocks and cliffs, they finally understood that the battlefield was not a drill. Their dead comrades wouldn't be able to stand in front of them again just by removing the death indicator on their bodies like before …

Under the high-speed charge of the Empire's mecha, the first line of the Iron Seventh Division's ambush was showing signs of chaos and even being defeated.

No matter how strict Du Shaoqing's management was, and how calm his command was, after all, an army was made up of people, not real machines. The soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division were as firm and unyielding as their commander, Shaoqing. However, their fingers would get tired when they used the armor-piercing heavy machine guns. They would tremble, they would cry, they would laugh, and they would feel pain. And now, they were even a little confused and … scared.

But.

But they were the Iron Seventh Division after all!

The Iron Seventh Division, the trump card of the Federation, had never lost in military exercises for 10 years. After 10 years, they had returned to the West Woods, to the frontline, to the 5460. How could they be defeated by fear? With their pride, their perseverance, how could they allow themselves to be defeated?

The soldiers of the Third Regiment of the Iron Seventh Division, who were in charge of the first line of ambush, finally exploded at the most critical moment. They stood up from the cliff, wiped the ash off their faces, endured the pain from their wounds, and ignored the high-speed Empire's mecha charging towards them. Using the corpses of their comrades who had died under the Empire's alloy blades as motivation, they roared and launched their counterattack.





The bravery of the soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division wasn't enough to change the situation on the battlefield. An Imperial Mech Squad originally had the ability to fight head-on with an entire Federation division. Plus, this was an ambush battle in the middle of a mountain range. The high mobility of the Imperial Mech Squad gave them a natural advantage.

In fact, if the Federation's Ministry of Defense didn't misjudge the type of Imperial armies that were attacking them, then the Iron Seventh Division's choice of location for the ambush would definitely have a deeper meaning.

The fierce battle quickly spread out from the entrance of the mountain valley in all directions. In order to avoid the coverage of the Federation's mountain grenades, the Empire's mecha squad had to spread out in all directions. They also had the ability to complete this kind of spread out battle.

Looking at the red smoke under Silent Hill in the distance, Ximen Jin put down her electronic binoculars. Her mood was very bad. One of the Empire's mecha squad had already rushed past the anti-mecha mine formation. Although the turbulent explosion had a good effect, it didn't cause any fatal damage to the enemy. Plus, with the high speed of the Empire's mecha, the Federation's rocket launchers didn't have much of an effect.

"If the Ministry of Defense could distribute ACWs, the Third Division wouldn't have to fight so hard."

The Federal Army's normal anti-material sniper rifle couldn't cause fatal damage to the third-generation mecha of the Empire, unless the ACWs were paired with high rotation speed tungsten alloy armor-piercing bullets. However, that legendary big gun was too expensive to make. Even if the Ministry of Defense's general assembly base wanted to, the budget committee of Parliament Hill couldn't approve it.

The division headquarters was dead silent. The officers were working hard in front of their workstations. No one dared to look at the division commander sitting at the back.

Faced with the ferocious attacks of the Empire's mecha fleet, the Iron Seven Division had only sent out one regiment so far. Even the amount of ammunition they had was limited to one third of the original limit. No one knew what the division commander was thinking.

Du Shaoqing sat silently in his chair. His hands, which were wearing lambskin gloves, rested on his knees.

No one seemed to have expected that the youngest major general of the Federation, who was highly valued by the president and the military, was also stepping onto a real battlefield for the first time. In the eyes of the soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division, Division Commander Shaoqing was like a god. There was no way he would make a mistake. So, at this moment, no one noticed that the veins at the corner of his eyes were popping under his sunglasses.

The Federal military's plan on this planet was to cast a net. They would use Jian Shui'er as bait to lure the Empire's people to the south. Then, they would use the West Woods army on the dividing line between the north and the south to pull the net north. They would trap the Imperial expeditionary force's Maple Forest Alliance. Then, they would use the Iron Seventh Division to tie the last rope.

But Old General Ambly of the Empire obviously didn't see through this was a trap. He didn't know why, but from the very beginning, he launched a fierce attack on the dividing line between the north and south, tearing the Federation's net into pieces.

In this way, the rope that was the Iron Seventh Division had to face the surprise attack of the Imperial Mech Squad and the Assault Brigade. It should be known that the combat power of a Mech Squad was already terrifying. Not to mention, the size of the Imperial Assault Group was even bigger than a division of the Federation!

The rope became the bottom of the net without any cloth covering it. The mission of the Iron Seventh Division was extremely difficult.

"West Gate, more than half of the Empire's mechas on this planet are under our watch. It's already very good that the Iron Third Division is doing so well."

Du Shaoqing calmed down. Because of the current situation, he had to take down all 100 Empire's mechas in the shortest amount of time and at the lowest cost. No, now there were only 86 mechas left. Only then would the Iron Seventh Division be able to deal with the Imperial Assault Group that was about to arrive.

That was why the Iron Seventh Division had been suppressing most of their firepower since the start of the battle. They had to lure the crazy Empire's mechas into the depths of the battlefield and make it impossible for them to escape. However, the Iron Seventh Division had to pay the smallest price, while the soldiers on the frontline had to pay the heaviest price.





"Waveband appeared! Waveband appeared! "The electronic alarm of the Empire's mechas rang out in the internal communication network of the Empire's mechas.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Federation's anti-mecha lightning arrays buried in the mountains all exploded. The earth trembled as a result, and the valleys turned yellow as a result. Magnificent smoke and streams of light continued to linger in the night sky that seemed to be burning red.

The Empire's mechas that had already scattered into formation scattered once again. Like countless balloons that had been blown apart, they became even smaller balloons.

The leader of the first company of the Moonwolf Group looked at the magnificent explosion behind him through his vision. After confirming that there were still around 80 mechas that were fine, his confidence increased again. However, he was still a little worried about his leader's life. Leader Lov was a hero of his generation. He wanted to capture the Federation's MX mecha alive, but he was killed by the MX mecha. Could it be that the Federation's new MX mecha were really that terrifying? Fortunately, the Federation didn't have the ability to mass produce them yet.

Just as the company leader was thinking this, his pupils suddenly shrank.

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