The ground was a vast expanse of snow, but the sky was heavy with dark clouds. In addition to the black smoke that rose into the air and drifted in all directions with the wind and snow, the light seemed somewhat dim. Sporadic gunshots rang out from all directions from time to time. Whether it was the Imperial expeditionary force hidden in the glaciers or the Green Dragon Mountain troops that had been unexpectedly ambushed, they all seemed to have been frozen by the bitter cold. Their shouts and hot-bloodedness could only be monotonously pulled on the triggers, firing bullets forward, splashing the ice and snow on the ground or knocking down an enemy. No one noticed that halfway up the steep icy peak to the southwest, there were two snow-white Federation mecha quietly half buried in the deep snow.
They had already entered the active geomagnetic zone. The MXT mecha's SCC monitoring system and large radius high sensitivity radar were all under strong interference. Warning characters flashed on the screen from time to time, and a light red light lit up in the cockpit.
Xu Le didn't pay attention to these problems. He silently watched the screen's vision, watching the battle scenes on the snowy battlefield closest to him that moved him. Shang Qiu was currently beside him, performing operations to eliminate interference. His movements were as smooth and concise as usual. As the chief research engineer of MX, a true genius, even if he were to do this work, he wouldn't be able to do it better.
With a light beep, the two white mecha in a synchronized state recovered most of their electronic functions at almost the same time. Relying on manual operations couldn't go against the mysterious nature, but it could recover some of the losses.
Through the calculations of the onboard computer and the observation of the naked eye, Xu Le roughly determined the scope of the battle area. The trapped Green Dragon Mountain troops were more than expected, roughly 2000 people. Presumably, before they were ambushed, they should have been close to a proper regiment's establishment, but …
This Green Dragon Mountain troops were now scattered into countless scattered small teams, fighting in a glacial region that was dozens of square kilometers in size. This kind of situation was truly not good. If they couldn't repair their command system as soon as possible, then this troop's destruction was only a matter of time.
Boom, boom, several muffled explosions came from the distance of the glaciers. Then, sporadic gunshots rang out, and the pained cries of the wounded could be faintly heard.
"Have you found their regiment headquarters?" Xu Le quickly asked the System. His eyes searched for the path to the center of the war zone in the grayish-white world on the screen. What troubled him was that although the Empire's firepower did not seem to be very strong, there were obviously many hidden heavy firepower points in front of him.
"The lateral filtering can only be accurate up to 500 meters." Bai Yulan's voice rang out from the cockpit, "They're roughly seven kilometers to the east. Our luck is pretty good. Their regimental headquarters isn't in the central region, and they're quite close to us. If this regimental headquarters is really at the furthest point, no one would be able to find them."
"Got it." Xu Le let go of the joystick, turned back to the chair, and took out the black workbench box, preparing for battle. Between the glaciers in the direction of the Green Dragon Mountain Regiment Division, there should be many Empire firing points. However, the sky was already gradually darkening. Apart from forcefully charging over, there didn't seem to be many other choices.
"Your press box seems to be smaller than the previous one." Shang Qiu adjusted the glasses on the bridge of her nose and suddenly said.
"This is a gift from someone. Please keep what you see a secret." Xu Le replied. He didn't explain that this was a gift from Jian Shui'er through a special channel. It was a new type of simulation system specially designed for the Lees of Philadelphia.
He took off his pilot's uniform, revealing his well-proportioned and muscular body. He began to put on this set of equipment that was much lighter than the simulation system he had assembled himself. Beside him, Shang Qiu took off her glasses in surprise, but didn't say anything. A strange light flashed through her eyes.
It had been a long time since he had used a mecha in battle.
Xu Le's body that was suspended in the air exerted some force. His left knee bent slightly, and he felt the familiar tingling sensation of numbness on his skin. He felt the strength of each of his pores as he listened to the familiar sound of hydraulics coming from the mecha below him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. He felt some kind of powerful and intoxicating strength return to his body.
Following his movements, the white MXT mecha that had been quietly hiding in the wind and snow all this time lowered its left knee slightly and slowly stood up.
According to the plan they had drawn up beforehand, their goal was to support the Green Dragon Mountain Regiment Division headquarters, not to the point where they were crazy enough to want to defeat the entire battalion of the Imperial expeditionary force with just two mecha. Xu Le's mecha would act as the vanguard or bait, drawing the firepower of the Empire soldiers from the outskirts of the battle zone. He would forcibly tear open a path and cover Bai Yulan's mecha as they quickly passed through the outskirts of the battle zone to reach their destination.
The white MXT at the back followed the former's movements and slowly stood up as well. Its twin engines emitted a low hum, shaking off the snow on its body to the ground.
In the cockpit of the mecha, Xiong Linquan silently prepared the firepower system. Bai Yulan looked at the not-so-intense but exceptionally bloody and cruel battle through the screen. She said to the system in a heavy tone, "Be careful. This batch of Empire soldiers is crazier than the ones we've encountered before."
Yes, in the three planetary systems, the Imperial expeditionary force that had already reached the end of their road had already sunk into the final frenzy before they died. This was especially so on planet 5460, where the situation was the most bleak. Although the headquarters led by Old General Ambly still had tens of thousands of soldiers under control, the miserable situation where there was no retreat and no path forward had caused the Empire soldiers to enter a state of madness that was bordering on suicidal.
Because of the snowstorm and geomagnetic storm, the Imperial expeditionary force was very lucky to have surrounded a Federal Army unit. They gathered an entire battalion of soldiers and launched an attack on this Federal Army unit.
They knew very well that their equipment and ammunition were on the brink of depletion, far inferior to the Federal Army. Even if this ambush was successful, their troops would have to pay a heavy price. They also knew very well that even if they completely annihilated this Federal Army unit, it would not change the cruel fact that the Empire had been annihilated in the West Woods.
But so what? In the moment before death, they suddenly found that they could kill more enemies before they died. How could they not seize this opportunity? The people of the Empire didn't even care what the Federation unit's designation was. In their eyes, there was no difference between the Federation army and the anti-government army. They were all people of the Federation, so they all deserved to die.
On a snowy slope, a dozen or so Empire soldiers were currently advancing towards the Green Dragon Mountain unit. They didn't shout, didn't yell, only with sunken faces and red eyes. They stepped over the already dead and stiff corpses of their comrades and pulled the triggers with all their might. The metal triggers were as terrifying as soldering iron from the severe cold. Their fingers had long festered to the bone, but their shooting movements were still incomparably accurate and meticulous.
The whistling bullets flew past, striking the eye of an Empire soldier. Flowers of blood and brain matter spurted out at the same time, but he didn't immediately fall down. Instead, he relied on some sort of instinct before death to fire the last two bullets forward. Only when the Federation people's follow-up bullets struck his chest into a mess did he willingly fall onto the ice and snow. His two legs twitched slightly, and then he didn't make any more movements, dying as if he had been freed.
Three kilometers to the northwest, the Green Dragon Mountain unit's side defensive line was finally broken through. 300 Empire soldiers launched an attack on this unit that had been defending alone for a day and night. The Green Dragon Mountain soldiers clenched their teeth and continuously fired. The 300 Empire soldiers, however, didn't fire back. Instead, they faced the bullets of death and advanced with difficulty on the snowy ground, doing their best to close the firing distance. They didn't care that their comrades were constantly falling beside them. In reality, when their comrades fell, the Empire soldiers' faces didn't show any emotion. They only calmly bent down to pick up their comrades' guns and then charged forward again.
This was because they understood extremely clearly that their guns only had a single magazine, and every single bullet had to be displayed to its greatest effect. In this type of hopeless situation, human lives would never be as important as ammunition.
When the 300 Empire soldiers charged into a certain Green Dragon Mountain unit, only half of them remained. A bitter close range shooting battle abruptly unfolded in that snowy plain. The crazy Empire soldiers didn't care about the danger of sputtering fire at close range at all, and they even more so didn't care about whether or not they would accidentally injure their comrades in this small area!
Gunshots suddenly sounded. Roughly three minutes later, the desolation stopped. All that was left was a sea of corpses and heavily injured people howling in pain, as well as more than ten Empire soldiers whose eyes flickered with ruthless and crazy radiance.
Right at this time, an Green Dragon Mountain soldier whose legs were blown off cracked open his mouth and laughed. Then, he opened the sensor grenade in his hands, detonating the ammo box behind him.
A muffled sound rang through the air, followed by a blast of smoke and a streak of black smoke. A certain Green Dragon Mountain unit fell, and the 300 Empire soldiers also all died in battle.
The Imperial expeditionary force and Green Dragon Mountain's troops were scattered between the glaciers and snowy plains, tangled up in a chaotic battle. The intense battle had already continued for a day and two nights. Scenes of desperate battles like this occurred in every corner of this snowy region war zone.
Neither side who were engaged in an intense battle had the time to bury the corpses. However, because the battlefield was scattered far and wide, the soldiers' corpses lying everywhere didn't give off a densely packed feeling. The blood that gushed out from the wounds was frozen into red crystals, and there wasn't too much of a blood-soaked battlefield atmosphere either. Within the spacious glaciers and snowy plains, the thousands of corpses were like black punctuation marks, decorating a crazy article.
Within the countless battle positions, whenever the smoke and cliffs scattered, soldiers from both sides could always be seen. Their bodies had long been frozen stiff, but they still stubbornly tangled together. The military spears in their hands pierced into each other's bodies, electrocuting the other party's military uniform into charred paste.
A certain Green Dragon Mountain regiment of 3400 people only had 2000 people left. Meanwhile, in this large army of over 10,000 people, because of this crazy suicidal style of battle, who knew how many people had died.
The Empire's people had all gone crazy. They bent their bodies that were frozen by the wind and snow, continuously surging towards Green Dragon Mountain's position. They held guns wrapped in rags, stepped on their ripped military boots, and moved forward one after another to commit suicide or kill others.
Those who didn't personally witness this battle would never be able to understand this kind of desperate and crazy atmosphere that pervaded the snowy plains. They would never be able to imagine what the bitter bottom line of this battle was. This wasn't the last grenade that would end in mutual destruction, nor was it a situation where one's expression didn't change when facing a white blade. Instead, it was a type of cold environment that was silent to the point of making people go crazy. Each side didn't yield an inch, exchanging life for life as a matter of course, without a change in expression.
This was a battle that was destined to be recorded in the annals of the Federation's military history. Facing the frantic attacks of the Empire's people who had staked everything on a single throw, this Azure Dragon Mountain troop that was much smaller in number had persisted until now. Like a hard bone, they had held on for two days and one night!
They weren't scared by the Empire's madness. Even though the regiment headquarters on the outskirts of the battle zone had lost control of the overall situation because of the damage to their command system, they still didn't think about retreating at all.
It was because they came from Green Dragon Mountain, from the silent but hardworking lower class people. It was because they were people of the Federation, and this was the land of the Federation.
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