On the huge screen, red arrows were rapidly expanding from south to north. These red arrows represented the Iron Seventh Division. More than ten kilometers ahead of the Iron Seventh Division, the blue Imperial armies were trying to escape from the battlefield as quickly as possible. However, the mixed mechanized platoon they left behind to stop them had long become some kind of sacrifice for the Iron Seventh Division's fierce offensive. Now, they could not complete their mission of retreating at all.
The Imperial Assault Group should have been defending and waiting for reinforcements at this time, but the military intelligence they received from the Northern Hemisphere Command was very bad. The situation on the north-south dividing line had fundamentally changed. Two divisions of the Federation were rushing in from the north-east. If the enemy blocked the 20,000-man army south of the dividing line, what awaited them would be a crushing defeat. Therefore, this automated platoon could only try their best to retreat as quickly as possible.
The Iron Seventh Division attacked from three directions, crazily pouncing out from the Mayan Plains and chasing after the enemy across the mountains and plains.
When they were about to reach the rear of the Imperial Brigade, the three iron streams suddenly split into countless low-level combat platoons and stabbed toward the rear of the Imperial Brigade!
On the screen, the crimson blocks that represented the Iron Seventh Division suddenly split into many lines. They did not care about the coverage of the enemy's firepower at all and rushed forward fearlessly. There was no division or encirclement, and there was no roundabout way. There was only the most direct of straight lines.
And when these straight lines that represented a battalion or even a company bit fiercely into the imperial platoon, the ends of the lines suddenly opened up again and cleverly began to divide the firepower, and then bit down on the imperial platoon in an orderly manner.
Clouds of smoke floated in the wild night from time to time. In the dozens of square kilometers of combat area that was stretched into the shape of leaves, there were blinding lights and explosions at the same time.
Specific orders were sent out from the electronic command system of the Iron Seventh Division headquarters, passing through the pungent air and the dust of the explosions, and transmitted to every single combat platoon. Sometimes, orders were even directly issued to platoon level combat units, calmly and skillfully commanding the Federal forces like countless sharp knives, cutting the Imperial armies into bloody pieces.
The commander of the Iron Seventh Division was Du Shaoqing. This "famous general of a generation" who had never been on a real battlefield finally demonstrated his commanding ability and terrifying mental fortitude in the smoke of this planet.
He was like the most brilliant conductor in the universe. Waving the stick in his hand softly, he had the complete control of an enormous and complicated ancient music orchestra in his hands. Even the tiniest change in tone or the smallest movement of the performers could not escape his eyes.
But Du Shaoqing did not arrogantly try to personally command every single battle on the battlefield, because he knew very well that he was not a Charter computer with superhuman computing power. He was only following the tactical calculations of the General Staff Department. At this time, the countless parameters given to him by The Glory Of The Charter allowed him to judge the situation and adjust the general direction of every battle at any time, thus winning the final victory for his Iron Seventh Division.
The Imperial Assault Group was the trump card of the expeditionary army to begin with. Even though they were being chased by the ruthless and relentless attacks of the Iron Seventh Division, they still did not panic. The soldiers of the Empire still fought bravely and valiantly, but when faced with the 20 or so black MX mechas that were like tigers in a flock of sheep, they found it extremely difficult to deal with.
An hour later, in a certain valley that was still a considerable distance away from the north-south dividing line, the retreating Imperial Brigade could no longer endure the incessant attacks of the Federation mecha and the incessant attacks of the retreating Federation mecha. The entire army instantly spread out on their own initiative and began to fight in small squads. They increased their speed and avoided the attacks behind them as they sprinted towards the northern hemisphere at high speed.
At this point in the battle, whether it was the retreating Imperial Brigade or the pursuing Iron Seventh Division, it was very difficult for them to maintain their formation. Like countless balls, they began to run wildly across the plains. Sometimes, a Federation battalion would be sandwiched between two Empire battalions. Sometimes, a small Empire battalion would find themselves despairingly surrounded by more than 400 Federation tanks …
The pursuit turned into a chaotic battle. At this moment, the accurate monitoring of the battlefield by the central computer of the federation and the commanding ability of Du Shaoqing and the officers of the headquarters who could not have been calmer and more meticulous finally played their biggest role.
In the darkness of the night, the Imperial Brigade that was like an axe had long been turned into countless fierce and wild pieces of metal. The Iron Seventh Division that was like a machete had also been broken into pieces. However, they were like countless sharp knives. It seemed chaotic, but in reality, there was order amidst the chaos. Every company that was in the midst of the complex terrain clearly knew their position, their mission, and still maintained a fierce attacking posture …
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In the southern hemisphere Federation command center.
"Commander Shaoqing, you really live up to your reputation."
As a high-ranking military officer in the West Woods, Lieutenant General Nelson did not have a good impression of Du Shaoqing and the Iron Seventh Division. However, today, after personally witnessing Du Shaoqing's command and the valiant military quality of the Iron Seventh Division, he still felt a sense of admiration.
Although the Empire's assault brigade showed no signs of truly collapsing, at this rate, by the time the Federation's two divisions that went to reinforce the Empire's assault brigade in the south, victory was already set in stone.
Scenes like this on the battlefield were constantly happening in the narrow area at the northern end of the southern hemisphere of planet 5460. The Empire's Maple Forest Alliance, which had forcefully launched a surprise attack in the south and successfully killed its way to the Federation's third defense line, was like a high-speed cannonball that had shot through countless layers of alloy baffles. At the moment of exhaustion, the tide-like offensive was contained, and the Federal Army, which had been pressured to the point of suffocation, began to gain a rare moment of respite.
Then, under the orders of the Federation command center and the guidance of The Glory Of The Charter, the Federal Army in the southern hemisphere began a counterattack!
The cold Charter computer could not completely dominate the war on this planet. It only provided the most terrifying battlefield data and real-time comprehensive monitoring for the Federation command center to formulate a plan. At the same time, the powerful computing power of the Charter computer also began to carry out the most detailed tactical deduction for the counterattack …
However, this magnificent counterattack did not achieve as great a result as the Iron Seventh Division on the front line north of the Yellow Mountain Ridge.
On the one hand, the Federation's main force was under the continuous and terrifying attacks of the Empire's Maple Forest Alliance. Their own morale and equipment had been greatly depleted, so it was difficult for a hasty counterattack to display their might. More importantly, before the Federal Army began their counterattack, those roaring, cold-blooded Imperial expeditionary force that had been continuously attacking suddenly seemed to have received some kind of order and instantly began to retreat!
These Empire's troops attacked like a tidal wave and retreated like a tidal wave. When they attacked, they did not care about the fact that they had all died in battle. When they retreated, they were silent to the extreme. Only in the three hundred square battle zones on the north-south dividing line were countless corpses from both sides, as well as tens of thousands of tons of dirt and charred chariots and mecha wreckages that filled the field of vision!
"Ambury, you're really ruthless. But what exactly are you thinking?"
Lieutenant General Nelson's white eyebrows furrowed together. Looking at the receding Imperial expeditionary force on the light screen, his heart was abnormally heavy.
No matter the cost, they had thrown away more than forty thousand corpses, moved out their family assets hidden in the glaciers, wasted so much ammunition, and finally reached the Federation's last line of defense. In the end, with one order from the command center, the bloodthirsty Empire's soldiers retreated without hesitation. They did not linger in the battle, nor did they lament …
As a senior commander, Lieutenant General Nelson knew very well that such a large group retreat on the frontline proved the terrifying military quality and discipline of these Empire's soldiers.
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Countless chariots rumbled across the planet's surface that was riddled with holes. The great battle of hundreds of thousands of people was played out in the darkness before dawn. The entire planet was playing out one magnificent and eye-catching scene after another.
The fifteen main divisions of the Federal Army set out to attack the northern hemisphere. This had already entered the third phase of the Ministry of Defense's plan. Under the guidance of The Glory Of The Charter, they chose the route to advance at high speed. Once they entered the northern hemisphere, they would lose this advantage.
No one knew that the Federal Central Computer, which was busy guiding the planetary battle, was actually doing something else at this moment: That was driving for people, or in other words, turning on the engines.
A wisp of white willow appeared at the edge of the sky. The faint light shone on Luoqiu Airport, illuminating the heavy firepower weapons with a charming metallic luster.
A tremor came from the distant night forest. A severely damaged black mech walked into the base under the aim of countless heavy weapons.
The officer of the airport, who had already received the information, drove a ladder car to the front of the tall mech.
The hatch of the black mech slowly opened. Xu Le, whose face was pale, carried the still unconscious Jian Shui 'er out of the mech under the shocked eyes of countless Federation soldiers.
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After waking up, Jian Shui 'er was taken to the living area by a female officer to take a bath. Xu Le, however, asked an officer to take him to the cafeteria. Although he had already eaten four high-density energy bars in the mech, those things could not satisfy his extremely empty stomach.
The second lieutenant in charge of leading the way looked at him with admiration and said, "Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le, the food will be here soon."
Xu Le nodded and suddenly said, "Can you lend me your phone for a moment?"
"It would be my pleasure," said the second lieutenant sincerely and happily. In addition to this excited second lieutenant, there were many officers of the airport watching from a distance with curiosity and excitement.
In today's military, Xu Le was no longer just a name, but a celebrity. Not to mention, at this time, many officers already knew about this young lieutenant colonel's outstanding achievements in today's Federation attack and defense battle.
Xu Le had just dialed a number when a large pile of plates was placed in front of his table. He stared at the plate of ugly, red food in front of him and was stunned.
"5460 River's special crab, high in protein. You should need it right now," said the second lieutenant nervously.
Xu Le stared at the crab on the plate and shook his head. "I don't like to eat this … please give me a bowl of noodles, uh, preferably a big bowl."
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