Attitude decided everything. This was just a very sportsmanlike slogan used in sports competitions. Although sports competitions were known as wars in the era of peace, compared to a real battlefield, it was just a game of house.
On this bloodfire planet at the edge of the universe where bullets were always more powerful than logic, the only thing that could truly decide everything was power. More specifically, in tonight's ambush or assault in the southwestern part of the planet, what could decide everything was … the performance of the mecha.
Imperial expeditionary force, Maple Forest Alliance, Special Moonwolf Group. This was a very long list of names. The length of the name often represented its importance. These words could help to confirm that these Imperial mecha pilots were very good at controlling their mecha, definitely better than the Iron Seven Division's mecha battalion. At the very least, it was impossible for them to be weaker than them. However, more than a hundred third-generation mecha from the Imperial Federation were defeated miserably in the face of more than 20 new mecha from the Federation. There was no way they could fight back at all.
The sounds of battle and explosions around them completely stopped in a very short amount of time. Iron Seven Division quickly cleared the outer battlefield. In the entire mountainous area, only a dozen tattered Imperial mecha remained... they were heavily surrounded by Federation mecha groups and heavy firepower units. The usually strong and heavy black-green mecha were now so weak and tired. There was no way for them to break out of the encirclement.
The war between the Federation and the Empire was a war of life and death that had been condensed for decades. The lives of tens of millions of people were used as bargaining chips. The pressure was so cold and hard that the hearts of both sides were as cold and hard as iron.
In the eyes of the people of the Federation, the people of the Empire were wild beasts. In the eyes of the people of the Empire, the people of the Federation were hypocritical and cruel mutants. A deep trench had long been drawn between the two races that could never be filled up. After several decades, the encounter between the two neighbors had long since turned into a bloody race war that fought for the small space of survival in the vast universe.
Humans would not surrender like pigs — this was a very simple principle, so the people of the Empire would not surrender to the Federation either. The ten or so third-generation Moon Wolf mechas that were already at the end of their rope launched their final desperate and frenzied attacks amidst the ear-piercing sounds of grinding metal.
This final attack was still aimed at Xu Le's black MX mech in the middle. Even further away, 20 or so black MX's from the Federation charged forward at high speed from all sides of the gentle slope.
This was a picture of a big ring within a small ring, but it didn't make people feel that it was ridiculous or funny. There was only the coldness and madness of death, and the desperation that was clearly transmitted to every speck of dust in the valley.
Tragic was a phrase used to describe the final frenzy of the last mecha of the Empire. Loud metallic clangs rang out incessantly as explosions occurred one after another. More than ten small green-grey mushroom clouds rose up from the gentle slope from time to time.
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Xu Le slowly took off his helmet and quietly looked at the last first-generation Empire mecha that had fallen to the ground not too far away. He looked at the explosion in the cockpit of that mecha, and his mood was a little strange. He could understand why the soldiers of the Empire didn't want to surrender, but he couldn't imagine what kind of ideology this group of soldiers, who had spent more than seven years to come to a foreign country, relied on to shamelessly invade the Federation without batting an eyelid, crazily slaughter the people of the Federation, and finally kill themselves in the end.
Could it be that the people of the Empire were really born to be so cold-blooded and heartless, or could it be that the fanatical worship of the Emperor in the imperial society had turned countless people into lunatics?
The last ten or so Empire mecha had already lost their spirit. This last suicidal charge didn't cause too much damage to his black MX. He used the fastest time to leave the battlefield. He didn't have the energy to help Iron Seven Division's mecha battalion anymore. He could only watch with his own eyes and think silently in his heart.
In less than three minutes, Iron Seven Division had completely wiped out one of the Imperial expeditionary force's mecha battalions. The ultra-strong electronic interference finally stopped, and Du Shaoqing's usual calm voice came through the MX mecha's comms system.
"You've worked hard."
Xu Le was slightly taken aback, but didn't say anything. His palm lightly pushed on the control stick, and the black mecha slowly turned around on the slope. He left the Iron Seven Division's mecha battalion that was cleaning up the battlefield and walked out of the valley silently and heavily.
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The twenty or so black mechas of Iron Seven Division were cleaning up the last of the battlefield. They were trying to find a living Empire soldier in one of the cockpits that had severely imploded, but they found that their efforts were in vain. Right at this moment, they noticed that the black MX of the Federation, which had played the most important role in tonight's battle, was leaving …
The twenty or so black mechas almost simultaneously stopped what they were doing. Accompanied by the muffled sound of motors and hydraulic pipes, they saluted the black MX that was walking down the slope, and then silently watched it leave.
Until now, most of the soldiers of Iron Seven Division still didn't know who was in the black MX, but this didn't stop them from showing their respect to this mecha. There was still an entire regiment in the mountainous area. The heavy infantry and artillery soldiers all walked out of their positions and began preparing for the next battle while smiling as they watched the black MX leave.
There were also many people who watched the black MX leave, such as the officers in the Southern Hemisphere Federation command center, who were extremely far away, were all stunned speechless. On a mountain peak somewhere, Du Shaoqing also took off his sunglasses. He watched the black MX's heavy and even somewhat clumsy footsteps on the holographic screen in silence.
The real-time battle report from the central mainframe was already out. Xu Le's black MX had one-shot one of the Empire's fourth generation Moonwolf mecha, defeated five third generation mecha, and caused four third generation mecha to lose their ability to fight … This meant that he had single-handedly taken out one-tenth of the Moonwolf Group's combat power.
Du Shaoqing's brows furrowed slightly. He abruptly thought of a certain young officer who should be on another planet right now. That young officer was also a lieutenant colonel like Xu Le. In the past five years, Madman Li's battle record book had recorded the destruction of more than a hundred Empire mecha. This kind of battle record was without a doubt the most insane number in history. However, today, in just one short hour, Xu Le's mecha could spray out six stars. At this rate, perhaps it wasn't impossible to catch up to Madman Li.
Of course, Li Feng had basically been carrying out special missions for the past five years, and his opponents were often the true masters of the Empire's Royal Special Mecha Battalion. This comparison wasn't fair.
What really made Du Qing frown was not the shocking battle record of the black MX controlled by Xu Le earlier, but the final scene where the black MX had led the last of the Empire's mecha in circles in the mountains.
In the final moments, the black MX hadn't been able to defeat any more mecha. Instead, it had seemed rather pathetic and dangerous. However, under the relentless pursuit of the Empire's mecha, what the black MX had done seemed simple, but the fact that it had been able to survive was already shocking.
Du Shaoqing's eyes were extremely sharp. He knew very well that if Xu Le had made the slightest mistake in his judgement, or if his operation had been just a fraction of a second slower, he would have been piled up like a pile of leaves by those crazed Empire mecha. Then, regardless of friend or foe, they would have gone all out to burn him …
What are this person's nerves made of? To be able to remain as calm as a machine in this kind of situation, not making a single mistake, Du Shaoqing mused silently.
Unlike the soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division who were watching the black MX leave, although this iron-blooded division commander thanked Xu Le for his hard work, he didn't feel any gratitude in his heart. From his perspective, Xu Le was a soldier of the Federation. Tonight, the army needed him. Since he had the ability, it was only natural that he should listen to orders. If it were him, Du Shaoqing, he would have made the same choice as Xu Le.
Division Commander Du Shaoqing was a standard Federation soldier. Although he loathed Xu Le, he still abided by his duties as a soldier. He would never do anything shady on the battlefield.
However, as he watched the black MX gradually disappear into the night, a strange thought suddenly welled up in his mind.
If one day, Xu Le became an enemy of the Federation, if he was inside the mecha, how many people would I need to capture or … kill him? A battalion or a regiment? Or the entire Iron Seventh Division?
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At almost the same time, the invisible old thing on the surface of the planet and the Federation's command center told Xu Le through different channels that the road to Luo Qiu Spaceport was very safe. The main forces on the north-south dividing line were conducting a high-speed maneuver deployment. He and his black MX could take a break.
Xu Le was slightly startled. He took off the thin but heavy simulation system with great difficulty. Once his mind relaxed, even this small movement made him clearly feel the intense soreness in his muscle fiber bundles. This kind of soreness was an unbearable pain. He couldn't help but purse his lips tightly and let out a muffled groan.
The accumulated sweat flowed down his naked body like water overflowing from a pool. It flowed out from the simulation system and wet the entire lower half of the cockpit. It added a lot of unpleasant smells to the stuffy cockpit.
Luckily, the MX mecha was waterproof both inside and outside, Xu Le thought self-deprecatingly as he dragged the black box with difficulty and took out his clothes. He wiped his body carelessly and then hurriedly put them on. Just these few movements made him groan in pain several times in succession.
An unhealthy blush appeared on his pale face. Xu Le took a few deep breaths. He felt sore, tired, and hungry. These adjectives were about to knock him down. However, Luo Qiu Spaceport was still very far away …
From the pocket of his military uniform, Xu Le took out a pack of 37 brand cigarettes that had long been crushed out of shape. With trembling fingers, he lit one up. He greedily inhaled deeply and then sprayed it into the sealed cockpit.
Only then did he remember that the person he was supposed to protect, the nation's maiden, was still sitting beside him.
Running for thousands of miles, mecha chasing and escaping, fighting in the valley, exploding to kill the enemy — tonight's scenes had already caused Jian Shui'er's small face to turn pale. Especially the exquisite mecha piloting skills Xu Le had displayed. It made her eyes light up and she was mesmerized.
Although the maiden was brave, she was after all not a man made of iron. She was a professional soldier who had been through a lot. Her body was already extremely weak.
Right now, she was clutching at her chest, feeling nauseous. Suddenly, she saw the red dot on the lips of the young man beside her. She subconsciously reached out her hand and after a slight stiffening, she carefully took it off.
Her slender fingers were trembling uncontrollably. Her action of holding the cigarette was unfamiliar. In order to hide her panic, she took a deep breath and then coughed violently.
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(Smoke after the event. Who would have thought that it could be so ingenious. Consider it the aftermath of this mecha battle.
Today, I was so tired that I didn't want to talk, but in the end, I still have to say a few words. Because today's ban … as long as one is aware, one should explode and work hard because this is closely related to one's income. If we work hard these two days, the returns will be very, very big. But I … can only write chapter by chapter slowly and painstakingly like this. There is nothing more lamentable than this.
This is the spy's second ban. The last time, I was on my way home and was so busy that I completely forgot about it. This time, I recorded the date in my phone last month. But now, it's the busiest few days of my life.
I'm not complaining about anything, I'm just complaining. I didn't come home until 9 pm tonight, and I believe I've set a record that many people can't do. Uh, brother, I've seen seven houses in a row today. Isn't that awesome? Originally, there were eight houses in the plan, but there was one house that I couldn't move on.
Originally, I had planned to finish today's report last night, but I was really too tired.
I will try to finish these things as soon as possible and then get back on track with my work. But I still have to finish the last two sections of the driving test, which are the scariest sections, Stake and Road. I feel a little creeped out.
Now, my biggest hope is that I don't have to worry about the renovations. Amen, it's just me and the leader here. Her parents are still in Baotou, and the leader's father still has to sleep, so we have to work hard ourselves. There's no reason to tire the old people out with these things. And the leader changed to a new unit and often works overtime until 6 or 7 pm, so … I should tire myself out.
Today, I walked around in the snow. Although my feet were cold, my heart was actually quite warm. I worked hard for my life. Although it was tiring, it was fulfilling enough.
Some readers said that they didn't like these things, but they were indeed a little emotional today. Also, they were banned, so they said a few words to everyone.
I was too embarrassed to call out any votes, but thank you for your understanding and support.
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