"Done." Shang Qiu looked at the diagram on the screen of the workbench, and a smile appeared on her haggard face. She had not slept for almost 30 hours, causing her body to be extremely tired. However, at this moment, her spirit seemed to have returned to her body, causing her voice to be clear and bright.
Hearing her voice, the people in the barracks burst into cheers. Everyone who was busy repairing the command system all clenched their fists tightly, a heavy sense of accomplishment growing in their hearts.
Xu Le hung the string of tools back onto his belt, allowing these metal tools to hit his butt like wind chimes. He smiled and said, "Changing to the short-wave receiver, I didn't think that it would … cough cough … actually work."
The violent coughing made him bend over, and even using his fist to cover his mouth was unable to stop it. Instead, it made the coughing sound as unpleasant as muffled drums. Bai Yulan looked at him worriedly, passing over the water cup and pills in her hand.
Xu Le lowered his head and looked at the light blue pills in his palm. He could not help but shake his head. Ever since he had followed Uncle Feng Yu and learned those 10 strange postures and developed that strange power in his body, how long had it been since he had gotten sick? Who would have thought that once the virus attacked his body, the reaction would be so severe?
After drinking the pills, he coughed as he said, "The debugging work still needs to continue. The geomagnetic storm is too strong now. I don't know if this kind of messy equipment will have enough power to cover the radius. The most important thing is … cough … it has already been a few days. The two camps at the snowy peaks may not have been fully connected long ago, so the scanning here will take a little longer."
In this short sentence, he was interrupted by coughing several times. Shang Qiu asked worriedly, "Can you still hold on?"
Everyone in the room looked at Xu Le silently and worriedly. Everyone knew that he had not slept for a few days, and in the intervals between the repair work, he even had to separately operate the mecha with Bai Yulan and Xiong Linquan to block the increasingly crazy attacks of the Empire people. With such high intensity and even terrifying energy consumption, even a man made of iron would probably fall to the ground.
"I'm okay." Xu Le gave a simple reply. Shortly after, he coughed painfully as he arched his body. His face was completely red, but his eyes were filled with worry. He was not worried about his own body, but rather, he was worried about the current situation of the battle. The attacks of the people of the Empire were becoming more and more frenzied. No one knew how long the Green Dragon Mountain Regiment Headquarters could hold on for.
Hurried orders, curses, and the hoarse voice of the staff officers transmitting information could be heard from the command room on the side. The battle had always been in an intense state, and the situation was abnormally tense. In the early morning, the Empire had sent out a suicide squad. Relying on their somewhat shabby equipment, they had actually broken through the Federation's second line of defense. The five hundred soldiers of the Green Dragon Mountain's vanguard had been forced to retreat extremely deeply. They had no choice but to give up the best flat shooting snowy plains to the enemy.
Under such circumstances, as long as the remaining Imperial expeditionary force gathered another two thousand people and launched a group charge with the help of the remaining mechas, the final high ground of Green Dragon Mountain would be extremely dangerous.
But strangely, some sort of disagreement seemed to have occurred among the higher command levels of the Imperial armies. Perhaps it was because of the situation that Commander Li Ming had predicted that day, or perhaps it was because of some unexpected incident, but after dawn, the attacks of the Empire had slowed down.
"If we can contact those two battalions, immediately mark out their positions and gather on the battlefield according to Plan 387 drawn up before the battle. Move closer to the direction of 535.112.2. The execution time is tentatively set at 10 o 'clock at night."
Commander Li Ming, whose face was full of stubble, had just received the good news that the command system was about to be fixed. His spirits were lifted slightly. On one hand, he was analyzing the possible tactics that the Imperial armies could use, while on the other hand, he was preparing for the gathering of the entire army.
"Commander, an Empire mecha has come alone, requesting for a mecha duel." A staff officer walked into the room with a strange expression and reported to Li Ming.
Li Ming's eyebrows rose, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had heard of this before. Back in the days on the Empire's mainland, when the two armies were locked in a battle to the death, there had indeed been such an ancient mecha duel. However, the current situation was that the Empire had the absolute advantage. The other party actually dared to arrogantly or stupidly request a mecha duel. What was wrong with them?
"Are you sure it's just one mecha? And not a mixed mecha team attack like the previous few times? " He frowned and confirmed. In the past few days, the Empire, who had been somewhat anxious, had finally thrown their mecha into a frontal attack. Their side, who had already used up all of their electromagnetic bombs, was having a difficult time. If it weren't for the two white MXs from the 17th Division, their position would have been broken long ago.
"The Empire can't bear to lose too many people, so they want to suppress our morale?" The deputy commander guessed hesitantly, "Or, they still can't be sure whether we still have electromagnetic bombs, so they're afraid that we'll trick them, so they sent an Empire mecha to its death?"
"Using a naked young girl to look at us, are we all becoming eunuchs?" Li Ming lowered his gaze slightly and said, "Let the mecha infantry company prepare to carry the rocket launchers. If that mecha really wants to charge over …"
"I'll go. If the Empire finds out that we haven't used the electromagnetic bombs yet, they'll definitely understand."
Xu Le lifted the curtain and walked over. His face was unhealthily pale. "The mecha outside the camp isn't a remnant of the Moonwolf Group. It should be a member of General An's personal mecha squad."
Bai Yulan lowered her head slightly and silently looked at the tips of her feet. Everyone in the regiment knew that Xu Le had used up too much energy and his body was very weak. Logically speaking, he should have taken the initiative to fight, but he knew that his hands in his pockets had been trembling ever since the end of the last battle.
After the arduous continuous battle, they were lucky not to have suffered any serious injuries, but their bodies were already on the verge of collapse.
Li Ming's expression became serious. He was about to say something, but found that Xu Le had already brought Bai Yulan back to the room next door. Then, the low rumbling sound of the mecha and the static sound of the self-check came from the other side. He couldn't help but shake his head and sit back in his chair. He began to silently bless the person who was about to fight in a way that didn't conform to his ideals.
"Don't just stand there. Debug and scan at the same time. Don't interrupt." Xu Le said to the people from Green Dragon Mountain as he climbed up the mecha. They all had complicated looks in their eyes.
The simple act of climbing seemed so difficult at this moment. Xu Le's expression was as silent and calm as usual. He didn't know how long he could last, but he knew that this time it wouldn't be a problem. He didn't want to die like this in the cold winter. He really wanted to know if Shi Qinghai was safe. However, the battle was intense and tense. He didn't have time to look for that guy, nor did he have time to feel sorry for himself. He could only repeat the monotonous process of climbing.
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A black and green mecha from the Empire stood solemnly in the middle of the snowy field. This snowy field was extremely wide. It was in the middle of the battle between the Federation and the Empire. There was no clear light shining down, only the wind and snow blowing gently. It was like a jade jewel with a sword in hand.
The sporadic gunshots in the surroundings had already stopped. The soldiers from both sides were lying on the snowy ground, nervously watching the scene in front of them. Their hearts were filled with nervousness, excitement, and uneasiness. They almost couldn't feel the cold of the snow. The officers from both sides also walked out of their respective camps, silently watching this rare mecha battle through the screen.
The MXT slowly walked out of the high ground where the Green Dragon Mountain troops were located. It then gradually accelerated towards the center of the snowy field. The rhythmic sound of the engine penetrated the wind and snow, entering everyone's ears.
The soldiers from the mecha repair company who had worked together with Xu Le for a long time finally couldn't help but rush out of the barracks. They stood in a row, nervously looking into the distance.
The originally snowy white mecha had already become tattered after days of arduous battles. Especially the alloy plates on the surface of the mecha, they had been dyed grey and black by the intense gunfire of the Empire people. They actually looked somewhat ugly.
"I am the Empire's level 4 mecha warrior, Qiao Jia …"
The black and green mecha proudly and calmly stood in its original position, unmoving. The mecha's external loudspeaker system transmitted the powerful and oppressive voice of the pilot in the cockpit.
The ugly MXT didn't reply, only silently increasing its speed.
The Green Dragon Mountain soldiers could no longer hear the engine humming that they trusted so much. They could only see a line of snow extending.
The front end of the line of snow crashed heavily into the black and green mecha.
And then the black and green mecha flew up.
And then, there was no more and then.
In the world of the snowstorm, no one could hear the loud sound of metal colliding. They could only see a scene like a silent drama in front of their eyes. Everyone stared with wide eyes, unable to recover for a long time.
Not long after, the white MXT returned to the camp. The cockpit opened, and Xu Le climbed down. He walked to Shang Qiu's side, rubbed his sore brows, and said, "Continue debugging."
Shang Qiu smiled and began to check the data. In fact, she hadn't even left the chair just now. Xiong Linquan hugged a heavy gun and leaned against the wall. Looking at Boss who had returned to work, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.
Bai Yulan slowly climbed onto the mecha. Her hands were trembling because of exhaustion, and she began to do post-battle maintenance. After a while, her willowy eyebrows suddenly twitched. She stopped what she was doing and leaned against the alloy plates outside the engine compartment. She lit a 37 brand cigarette and began to smoke happily.
Silence passed, silence returned. The imperial mecha was buried in the sea of snow. The MXT mecha's engine was only slightly warm, not burning at all.
The three of them were the very few people who hadn't left the room earlier. This was because they had a kind of absolute, even blind, confidence in Xu Le. However, although the Green Dragon Mountain soldiers had seen Xu Le operate mecha in battle before, they were still so excited by this scene that they found it hard to control themselves. Looking at the back of that extremely ordinary figure in front of the control panel, their emotions were complicated to the extreme.
In the snowstorm outside the room, that imperial wolf mecha lay silently in the snow. The spark of liquid oil ignited by the electric sparks was instantly suppressed by the snowstorm. No one could have predicted that at this moment, another thing would happen.
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