A Federation light-feather-class battleship floated in the space outside of S1's atmosphere. The light from the stars shone from the side, painting this giant black battleship into a mixture of light and darkness. The alloy gate under the battleship opened slowly and silently, revealing the chilling muzzle of the main cannon inside, aimed at a certain spot on the planet.
The command hall at the front of the ship was extremely quiet. The officers quickly passed on important data. With the help of countless military satellites, the battleship's computer accurately located the white MXT mecha amidst the smoke on the surface.
The coordinates from all directions entered the battleship, and the calculations were completed in an extremely short amount of time. A female lieutenant turned the power switch in front of her, looked at the progress of the energy injection on the screen of the workbench in front of her, and said expressionlessly, "Blade tip main cannon level one ready."
"Blade tip main cannon level two ready."
"Blade tip main cannon level three ready."
The emotionless voice reverberated in the spacious hall. The originally extremely quiet environment actually became even quieter at this moment. All of the Federation officers stopped what they were doing, and with complicated emotions, looked towards the giant circular screen of light.
They worked on the battleship all year round, and knew very well what kind of terrifying result the moment that powerful main cannon fired, filled with the smell of destruction and cold beam of light would cause. There was no mecha in this world that could withstand the power of a battleship's main cannon.
They waited silently, waiting for the death of the most outstanding soldier of the Federation. Some of the officers even quietly took off the military caps on their heads.
"Fire."
Inside the alloy gate under the battleship, the giant main cannon platform once again protruded with the order. A dark blue light quickly lit up within the circular structure of the platform, and then connected to form a perfect circle. The light grew brighter and brighter, and then suddenly extinguished.
Compared to the massive body of the battleship, the main cannon looked like the sharpest tip of a dagger. In an instant, a beam of light filled with terrifying energy suddenly shot out!
This beam of light, about one meter in diameter, was completely different from the dark blue of the platform's circular structure. Instead, it was incomparably pure white. In an instant, it tore through the cold space of the universe, tore through the thin air, and blasted towards the surface of S1!
There was no divine kindness that was praised in the Bermuda religion, only a ruthless and destructive will that did not belong to this world.
The officers in the battleship command hall subconsciously clenched their fists, but in the next moment, they saw an incomprehensible scene — the beam of light of the battleship's main cannon, which could not be controlled by human power once it left the platform, did not penetrate the entire world as everyone had imagined, but instead quickly spread out within a two-kilometer range!
Like snow under the scorching sun, like catkins under the spring breeze, like cotton candy under a girl, the terrifying pillar of light was mottled, peeled off, collapsed, and then disappeared in front of their eyes!
What happened? The officers in the hall didn't react in time. They looked at their companions in a daze, wanting to confirm that it wasn't their imagination. Those officers who were prepared to express their condolences to Colonel Xu Le slowly dropped their military caps to the ground.
An alarm suddenly sounded in the command hall of the warship. The energy of the main cannon of the blade tip quickly dissipated at such a close distance, causing the temperature of the space below the hull to rise rapidly, rising from minus one hundred degrees to more than six hundred degrees in an instant. The alloy armor below the hull was severely damaged!
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Blue electric arcs floated in the air. The heavy anti-material land-based rapid-fire dense array on the hillside spat out bullets. Occasionally, smoke would rise, but more often than not, debris would fly everywhere. The sound of the heavy and hard MXT mecha colliding with the armored vehicle echoed through the forest like war drums.
No Federation military mecha joined in the ambush, so the seemingly intense battle was not particularly difficult for Xu Le. The alloy blade at the front of the MXT's right mechanical arm hummed softly in the morning wind. Other than the cracks on the edge of the blade, it was more because of the low-amplitude, high-frequency vibration of the alloy blade itself.
This was a combat method that Xu Le had figured out himself on the frontline battlefield. Relying on the high-speed vibration of the alloy blade, the seemingly strong armor of the Empire's tanks would often appear extremely fragile. Even if it could not break through the enemy's mecha in one hit, this terrifying high-speed vibration could also seriously damage the physiological indicators of the pilot in the cockpit. No matter how advanced the shock-absorbing design of the cockpit was, it would not be able to withstand the terrifying power of this high-speed vibration.
Trembling looked like a simple action, but for a heavy and tall mecha, it required extremely delicate operation and almost unbelievable hand speed. For Xu Le, this was not difficult. Plus, he had been used to trembling all the way from an orphan to a Federation hero.
The dense circle of electromagnetic beams activated the landmines, which were immediately broken through. The relatively slow electric arcs shot out, causing some damage to the MXT mecha, but were unable to slow it down. Tanks were continuously destroyed, and the dense formation was overturned by the MXT's bullets. Once again, it was broken through. The Federation's ambush circle looked so fragile.
The anti-material roar on the hilltop gradually died down, and the smoke gradually dispersed. When the soldiers finally reacted, the white MXT mecha had already become a faint shadow in the distance.
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The MXT had left the railway line, but it was still running parallel to the railway line. There were many scratches on the surface of the silver-white mecha. A few of the armor had even been directly overturned, revealing the strong alloy brackets inside. It looked easy to break through, but in reality, it was still very difficult.
In the dull cockpit, Xu Le lifted his helmet and silently wiped away the blood that seeped out from the corner of his mouth. At the last moment of the breakout, a concentrated array that had been hidden in the forest for a long time suddenly opened fire. It left a deep impression on him, but it also left him injured.
In the dim light, his eyes were slightly red as he stared at the road in front of him. Although he was the one with the thickest nerves, the test of life and death on the battlefield, as well as the intense battle itself, had completely stimulated the most primitive strength in his body.
The simulation system that looked like a tight leather suit on his body gave him a slightly numb feeling. Xu Le remembered that this was most likely something that the old man had used in the past, and his eyes gradually narrowed.
Back then, the old man had driven that broken MX37 mecha for thousands of miles, and under the shocked gazes of countless imperial troops, he had killed the emperor of the Empire. Then, he was driving one of the two most advanced MXT mecha in the universe. Why couldn't he run thousands of miles from the port city to the capital?!
Little white flowers bloomed wildly beside the railway line.
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After breaking through the ambush, there were no Federal forces gathering in the surrounding area for the time being. Xu Le relaxed a little. He took out two compressed nutrition bars from the backpack beside him, broke them in half, and quickly swallowed them. In the fierce battle earlier, he had been controlling the loss of Zhenqi, so he wasn't too hungry. However, since the battle was still going to be long, he had to replenish some energy in advance.
At this moment, his tense nerves also needed to be relaxed. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Philip, you drive. I'm going to get some fresh air. Oh right, help me make a call while you're at it."
In the autumn morning breeze, the cockpit door of the silver mecha that was speeding through the forest suddenly opened. Xu Le walked out, stood on the sturdy cockpit door, and lowered his head to light a cigarette.
The unmanned mecha didn't slow down in the slightest. The surrounding forest was quiet, and the slightly cold autumn wind whistled and blew. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the road ahead. He took a deep breath of the spicy smoke and said into the communicator in his hand, "You know I'm on my way."
"Stop. This won't do the Federation any good." President Pabre's deep voice slowly sounded.
"For me, the more important thing is that it won't do you any good either," replied Xu Le.
"Do you really want to turn yourself into a notorious terrorist?"
"I already admitted this identity in the dream a few years ago."
The president's voice was abnormally calm. "Do you really think that the entire Federation has wronged you? Think about those people who helped you even if it meant breaking the law. Maybe after a while, you'll suddenly realize that the things you've been holding on to will become a painful joke. "
This was the first time since the start of the war that the president had voluntarily hung up the phone.
In the capital airport, Pabre silently looked at the silent phone in his hand. He shook his head inexplicably, and then walked down from the Federation One.
Under the vigilant protection of the Federation's most elite soldiers, he quickly walked to the car. He asked Director Breen, who had come to greet him, in a deep voice, "How's the situation over there? Why did another accident happen? "
Director Breen lowered his voice and replied, "General Lee Jae-do and Director Cui have been keeping an eye on the Bureau of Proclamation. The biological marker comparison has been going on for a while now, and there's some progress … but it seems that some problems have appeared again."
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In the depths of the Bureau of Proclamation, General Lee Jae-do, who looked a little tired, rubbed his sunken eyes and answered a call from Harbor City. Listening to the report on the phone, his expression was still calm. However, after hanging up the phone, he looked at Director Cui Judong with a sharp gaze. "Since it was willing to give the clue about Zou Yu, why did it stop the missile and even the warship's main cannon from launching? How do you explain that?"
"It's impossible to explain. This is something that I can't understand." Cui Judong didn't turn around. He didn't even care about Lee Jae-do's feelings. His expression was a little numb, but he was extremely focused on the front.
"The ambush circle in Harbor City has suffered heavy losses," Lee Jae-do's eyes slightly lowered and said slowly, "There has to be a reason for this."
"You two idiots! This is because he is making a judgment! He is in conflict! He is … struggling! "
There was actually a third person in the quiet and dim underground hall. Bederman, who was sitting on the ground like a child, pointed at the huge translucent light screen in front of him and shouted almost crazily.
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