"Reporting to Commander, according to the real-time filtering data, the energy second equivalent of the northern defense line is rapidly decreasing."
In the Southern Hemisphere Federation Command Hall, a staff officer picked up the results that the central computer had just calculated a second ago and reported excitedly. The so-called energy second equivalent in the Federation's command system was a chaotic simulation term. This indicator, which was calculated by the Federal Central Computer at high speed, represented the energy difference in the monitoring area. Although the numerical value was not very accurate, it could clearly determine the strength of the Empire's firepower.
"Very good." Lieutenant General Nelson rubbed his white hair and looked at the tragic north-south boundary line of the planet on the giant holographic screen. The Federal Army's third defense line had finally succeeded in resisting the violent attack of the Imperial expeditionary force. It seemed that the current ammunition base of the Imperial expeditionary force could no longer continue such a crazy offensive. The most important thing was that the land-based missile base in the northern hemisphere should also be in the stage of exhaustion.
The situation on the planetary battlefield was developing in the Federation's favor. Until now, the Federation officers in the hall who had been silent for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief. They switched the satellite image of the Huangshanling Lonely Ridge to the main holographic screen.
They had been silently watching the situation over there, but no one took the initiative to mention this point. Because the Federal military could not transfer any forces to support the Iron Seventh Division, leaving the Iron Seventh Division to face the Imperial Moonwolf Group alone, the command center was worried but helpless. Naturally, it was inevitable that they would remain silent.
However, who would have thought that the Iron Seventh Division not only perfectly blocked the surprise attack of the Moonwolf Group on Luoqiu Spaceport, but even looked like they were about to eat the enemy!
"It seems that we still underestimated the role of the MX mecha." Lieutenant General Nelson thought of the solemn instructions of Director Zou Yingxing a month ago. Thinking of Commander Zhong's advice, his eyebrows twitched slightly. He knew that the command center's battle plan was indeed too conservative.
"Send a telegram to Teacher Shaoqing. I will ask for a reward for them."
Lieutenant General Nelson rubbed his slightly wet white hair again. Looking at the battlefield full of flames on the screen, he said with a smile, "Ask them to stay where they are. As long as they can hold off the last assault brigade of the Imperial expeditionary force for another two hours … the headquarters will be able to transfer a large number of troops from the dividing line. Victory will definitely belong to us."
These were very appropriate words, and Nelson was very satisfied with them. However, a moment later, the senior staff officer standing in front of the command platform turned around and said awkwardly, "The Iron Seventh Division has activated a strong electronic suppression on all channels on the battlefield. The frequency interference is too strong … The satellite signal can't enter the division headquarters, so we can't contact them."
Lieutenant General Nelson's expression darkened. What was the Iron Seventh Division doing? Could it be that the troops in the mountains didn't need to be commanded at all? He immediately thought of a few hours ago, that Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le, who was in charge of escorting Miss Jian Shui'er away, also took the initiative to cut off all communication with the command center. Then he thought of this Teacher Shaoqing who had cut off all electronic communications …
"What a pair of lawless fellows."
As the commander of the Federal Army, he was naturally annoyed by the appearance of two undisciplined people in the war zone. However, he had to admit that in tonight's battle, it was because of the stunning performance of these two people that the Federation was able to continue with that plan.
At this time, the satellite image on the command center's wide screen was zoomed in. A black MX mecha of the Federation was moving across the mountainside, moving between more than ten Imperial mecha. It was like a wave of wind, swaying in all directions. It was skillfully and skillfully performing dangerous yet exquisite evasive maneuvers.
The officers in the command center stared blankly at the screen. Looking at the black mecha that zigzagged back and forth like a bullet, their hearts were filled with shock.
This was also the first time they had seen the newest generation of the Federation's MX appear on the battlefield. Even though they were mentally prepared, they still didn't think that this new generation of mecha would be so powerful. What was even more powerful was that pilot's operation!
In the countless split-second of time, the black mecha was able to perform so many complicated operations without a single mistake. It was like a tiger or a lion among the Imperial mecha, roaring and moving like thunder. Although the mecha's movements were not standard, they were exceptionally precise. There was a sense of sharpness in the smooth style … such a powerful level of control, how fast did one's hand speed have to be?
Lieutenant General Nelson, like Du Shaoqing, easily guessed the identity of that pilot. He thought to himself that the people personally selected by the War God were indeed more monstrous than the other.
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Five minutes ago.
During the peak period, the effective commands per minute had reached 240, and the average command output value had stopped at a terrifying 150. If it was converted to universal data, Xu Le's current hand speed had long exceeded 150.
Perhaps some ace pilots who had undergone special training and were physically and mentally strong could reach this level, but they would never be able to reach 240 at the peak of their hand speed. This was because only the control stick and touch screen were used to output commands — even if there were 17 speed buttons on the control stick — this value had already exceeded the physiological limits of the human body. It was a value that could only exist in an illusion.
Xu Le could because his mecha control method was a triple compound method. In addition to the common methods of normal mecha, there was also a simulation system tightly bound around his body. It accurately captured and magnified every movement of his body, converted it into a data stream, and entered it into the mecha's central control system.
However, he was not as relaxed as the Federation officers of the Iron Seventh Division and the headquarters thought. The half of his face that was exposed under the helmet was extremely pale, and his body that was suspended in the air began to tremble slightly. It was not because of the strange technique taught by the uncle, but because the accumulated creatine content in his muscle fibers had almost reached its peak, and was affecting his body and nervous system.
Outside the valley, he silently turned around and instantly killed the Empire's Fourth Generation mecha according to Du Shaoqing's request. He looked silent, cold, and confident, but in reality, he had paid a huge price. In order to defeat and kill the Empire's ace pilot, Xu Le had pushed his mental strength and control to the limit in those four seconds. The peak continuously exceeded 240, and the consumption was huge.
Commander Lov, who was piloting the Empire's Fourth Generation mecha, was one of the few ace pilots in the expeditionary army. If he had not thought of the terrifying maneuverability of the Federation MX under overclocking, he would not have been caught off guard by Xu Le's thunderous attack. He would not have been able to last for only four seconds before exploding and dying.
Xu Le knew that he was very good at piloting the mecha, but he also knew that if he had been piloting the M52, he would have had to go through a tough battle before he could defeat the opponent. Even if Madman Li had fought him personally, it would have been difficult for him. Not to mention, there were still nine Empire's Third Generation mechas rushing over.
After the Fourth Generation mecha had exploded, the black MX did not move. It looked unusually cold as it faced the nine Third Generation mechas. In reality, it was only Xu Le in the black mecha who was tired and needed to rest.
However, if the enemy did not move, he would not move. If the black mecha did not move, the nine Empire's Mechas that were shocked like statues did not dare to move either. A black MX versus nine Empire's Mechas. In the quiet night outside the valley, an absurd scene played out.
After a while, Xu Le heard the sound of cannon fire from the valley in the distance. He knew that the Iron Seven Division had launched a fierce attack. However, he did not know that the Iron Seven Division was also equipped with more than 20 MXs, so he felt a little strange.
At this time, he had already completed the mission given by the Iron Seven Division. Even if he took Jian Shui'er and left the nine Empire's Mechas behind, there would be no problem. The Iron Seven Division would only thank him and would not ask for more.
However, Xu Le looked at the nine black MXs in front of him through the near-vision screen. As he breathed rapidly, a thought burned like a flame that could not be suppressed.
Go back to the valley?
Beside him, Jian Shui'er seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. A glimmer of hesitation and courage flashed through her big eyes. The girl clenched her fist tightly and said softly, "Give it a try?"
As expected of the descendant of the Lees of Philadelphia. In such a tragic battlefield, she did not show the slightest hint of fear. Instead, she seemed a little excited.
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"Okay, let's give it a try."
Hearing the girl's suggestion, Xu Le quickly took a few deep breaths. His hands quickly swept across the control stick and the touch screen. At the same time, his body that was suspended in the air suddenly froze.
With a whoosh, the black mecha rushed towards the nine third-generation Empire's Mechas. Like a cruel lion king, it was ready to pounce and bite the jackals that invaded its territory to death.
The black MX turned into a stream of light and knocked down two of the nearest third-generation Empire's Mechas in the shortest amount of time. The cockpit of one of the Empire's Mechas was directly cut open by the black MX's sharp alloy knife at high speed. Sparks flew all over the sky. The other Empire's Mecha was sent flying dozens of meters away by the black MX. The Mecha's engine armor was covered with spider web-like fragments. The Mecha's engine died abruptly, splashing mud all over the sky.
In fact, in the post-battle statistics, the pilot of this imperial mecha who had been knocked out by the black MX was the only survivor of the Moon Wolf Mecha Team.
The black MX moved, and so did the Empire's Mecha. These nine black and green mechas had long been shocked by Xu Le to the point that they had lost most of their will to fight. Thus, when they moved, they did not hesitate to turn and run madly towards the valley!
Although the Empire's Mecha pilots were brave and cold, this black MX was already like a black demon in their eyes. It carried a tinge of fear and terror. This was especially so after the tragic defeat of two of their companions' Mecha, which deepened their perception of the Empire's Mecha.
Thus, a very strange scene took place at the edge of the battlefield. The seven black and green Empire's Mecha began to turn and run madly. Behind them, only a lone Federation's Mecha was madly chasing after them …
Previously, it had been more than a hundred Empire's Mecha chasing after a single Federation mecha. Now, it was a single Federation mecha chasing after a group of Empire's Mecha. It looked like some kind of childhood game where you put your arm over your shoulder and said that it was your turn to chase after me. Then, you would laugh and run away. However, how much blood and danger was hidden in the pursuit of these Mecha.
Just like this, the chase continued. The black MX chased the seven Empire's Mecha pathetically into the mountain path, into the valley, and past one of the battalions of the Iron Seventh Division that had just arrived at the preset position but had not yet had the time to set up a concentrated artillery formation. All that was left were the shocked gazes of the Federation's soldiers and soldiers, as well as a particularly enchanting black shadow.
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