This was the last stronghold still in the enemy's hands. Gusta's invading army had gathered all their ground forces and was resisting stubbornly with a crystallized quartz mining station as their stronghold. Of course, don't think that these armies from various worlds were fighting for national honor. They had captured hundreds of miners who did not manage to escape in time as hostages and filled the crystal rift behind the mining station with fusion bombs. Once detonated, a terrifying crack would likely appear in the special and fragile crust of the crystal peak and cause instability deep down. One-third of the mines on the planet would no longer be able to be mined safely. It could even be said that compared to the hundreds of miners, the countless fusion bombs that filled the rift were the real 'hostages', and the invading army had captured them to escape.
The church's request was for a transport ship that could take everyone away so that they could all escape to their own country. Each fusion bomb had a different encrypted fuse and could be detonated by remote control. The remaining troops in the mines believed that as long as they had the remote control, they could return safely. At the very least, they could enter hyperspace jump and return to the safety of Gusta before the cruel and unfamiliar federal army cracked the detonation code of every fusion bomb.
Nobody chose to surrender, but it wasn't because they were brave. Firstly, there was no such thing as preferential treatment for captives in this world. Surrendering at any time did not mean that you could enjoy the treatment of a captive without worries. Secondly, Gusta's doctrine seemed to say that surrendering to infidels was never allowed, but the funny thing was that their doctrine allowed them to escape on the battlefield. Thirdly, it had to do with us …
The cruel battle tactics of the federal army did a good job of establishing dominance. They destroyed the space defense forces, disintegrated the anti-air firepower on the ground, and landed and controlled half of the planet within two hours. They were merciless and unstoppable like a meat grinder from beginning to end. Such combat power and blitzkrieg tactics would definitely attract the attention of the entire Western Sector. However, to the church's army that had retreated to the mines, it only proved that the 'New Eden Federal Army' pursued a policy of blood cleansing from top to bottom. Moreover, the orbital bombardment we launched on the entire planet in the last phase made them believe it. Countless Gusta soldiers believed that if they surrendered now, they would be beheaded in the next second.
Thus, they all fought to the death and refused to surrender. Even if we broadcast something as cruel as "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf" on full frequency, they still wouldn't surrender.
The enemy numbered around five thousand, with heavy armored vehicles and a large number of defensive cannons. They were extremely nervous and on full alert, blocking all the entrances and exits of the mines. After more than ten of their strongholds were harvested by the 'invisible ghosts', they had realized that there was a certain invisible unit with unprecedented combat power in the federal army. To deal with such units, they had filled the entrances and exits of the mines with floating ion clouds and full-frequency sensing radars. Although the former was primitive, it was very effective. Once the ion clouds were breached, there would be a saturation bombar. Even a Dark Templar was' pushed 'away by an oncoming siege shell.
The sky was getting darker, and the forty-eight hours of daylight in the eastern hemisphere of the Crystal Peak was coming to an end. What was coming was another forty-eight hours of cold night. Without the atmosphere to hold them back, the sunlight in the sky was disappearing very fast. The Crystal Canyon that had been dazzling a few minutes ago was now full of mottled refraction spots. When the last ray of sunlight shone on the jagged crystal peaks, after a series of scattering and refraction, the entire canyon was covered in strange light.
The guards of Augusta, who were wearing black one-piece space combat suits with a red 'Σ' symbol on their chest, were even more nervous. Such a chaotic and complicated lighting environment was extremely bad for shooting with their weapons. Moreover, the arrival of night meant that the temperature in the mines was about to leave the atmosphere. All the energy circuits outside the mines had been cut off, which meant that the thermal radiation device used to protect the outdoor equipment in the cold night could not be activated. The soldiers who had to guard outside the mines had to rely on the limited energy left in their space combat suits to survive the forty-eight hours of ultra-low temperature. If they did not want to turn into ice sculptures in the last hour before dawn, they had to keep the temperature of their combat suits close to the warning line. It was going to be a cold night that the surviving soldiers of the church would never forget.
They were even a little envious of the miners who were taken as hostages. Although guns were pointed at their heads, at least the latter could stay in the relatively warm ground station. Some of the sentries who were a little frozen could not help but think of such a thought. They then began to discuss this topic in a low voice over the radio. They had to find something to focus on, or they would really freeze to death.
They had no idea that their radio communication had been exposed to the federal army's advanced spy equipment. Let alone a conversation, even if they were just making a call, there would be at least a company of intelligence agents listening in. Therefore, the location of the barracks where the hostages were held and who had the controller of the fusion bomb were broadcasted out. A special force began to take action.
"No. 77, No. 77, did something go past us just now?"
A Gusta soldier who was curled up in the sentry post with a gun suddenly stood up and looked nervously in the direction he was guarding. It was an intersection blocked by the wreckage of a tank. Although it was blocked, more than a dozen strongholds had sent back information before they were slaughtered. Such a simple roadblock could not stop the "ghosts" whose physical strength was probably more than a dozen times that of humans.
"No. 78, you're confused from the cold," the soldier who was assigned to the same sentry post as him stood up and looked at the intersection in front of him. He shook his head and said, "There's no response from the radar … Tsk, it's so cold. Why do I feel like the inside of my combat suit is freezing? The surrounding temperature is also abnormally low. Hurry up and change shifts. I don't know if they will agree to our terms tomorrow. Damn it, is it really necessary to kill all of us?"
"There should be no problem. We obtained a mineral planet that the entire Heaven Region is jealous of and let go of thousands of soldiers who have lost their combat power. Is there still a need to count? Now it's time for our boss to argue with the enemy. Damn it, I thought I had made a great contribution this time. Where did those damn federal soldiers come from? " Even as he grumbled incessantly, this soldier who had seen many life and death situations on the battlefield did not feel the sadness of being completely wiped out. In this universe, almost all armies treated themselves as mercenaries, and as long as they could survive, they would have very little affection for their 'comrades' who came from nowhere. Even if they did, it would only appear in the stable ace armies.
After carefully observing the floating ion cloud at the intersection for a while, the cautious sentry No. 78 finally determined that he was hallucinating. He stamped his feet stiffly and squatted down again.
No. 77 curled up against the wall of the sentry post with his back facing him. It seemed that he had fallen asleep. Next to the "sleeping" No. 77 stood a cute three-headed doll that was blinking its eyes at him.
"A doll?" No. 78 froze for a moment. His stiff brain could not react to the weirdness of the current situation. He simply looked at the little doll that had a big head, big eyes, and a small body. It was wearing a strange grayish-white "long" robe and appeared very cute. He slowly grinned. "Are all the Free Kingdoms such childish and fragile fellows? Even the miners at the border have to rely on such little toys to relieve their loneliness?"
The Three-headed Baby also grinned, then drew out his own lightsaber. With practiced movements and textbook precision, he pierced through the sentry's throat, burning through the sentry's brain stem. Number 77 fell, and just like Number 78, he curled up into a ball while twitching violently.
"PUBG Mercury Lamp No. 6 reporting. The third sentry post has been cleared. Girona, Mercury Lamp, please maintain ultra-low temperature. PUBG Mercury Lamp is going to continue!"
The soundless infiltration had already begun.
The average height of the three-headed doll was only 60 centimeters. After being equipped with an air disturbance rectifier, they would not cause any air turbulence when they moved at high speed. Moreover, these dolls could turn off the simulation of body temperature at any time, turning themselves into a cold stone that was no different from their surroundings in terms of heat sensitivity. On top of that, with the various types of soldiers mixed in, their combat effectiveness was truly formidable.
As manipulators, Osaka's younger sisters' combat awareness was unquestionable. Although they were now living a normal student life, the combat skills that had been forcibly injected into them when they were born were still there. Moreover, they had participated in such bloody experiments, so they were not afraid of any battle. Also, just look at the curriculum of the Imperial Army War College. If you could not kill two or three Predators with your bare hands, you wouldn't even be able to show your student ID to others.
Although Osaka's younger sisters were not very familiar with the new weapons in their hands, was this not the best training ground?
Hence, in the gradually descending night, the outer sentry posts of Gusta's remaining troops fell silent. The three-headed doll warriors swiftly reaped the lives of the sentries with astonishing efficiency and skill that even regular soldiers would find hard to accept (mainly because of the contrast in appearance). With the Empire's Armored Scorpions not appearing on the battlefield, the three-headed doll army became the strongest infiltration force.
Who would have thought that?
However, it was impossible to wipe out all the enemies in the mine without them noticing. The movement of the dolls and the loss of contact with the outposts at the edge finally made the enemy commander realize what was going on. Countless temporary searchlights shot out dazzling white beams of light, illuminating the entire mine as if it were daytime. Although the messy light reflected from the surroundings affected the accuracy of the shots, the remaining Augusta sentries could finally see the traces of the enemy.
Then, they were shocked.
The entire mine was filled with dolls!
Fully armed dolls that were killing the enemy with astonishing efficiency.
"Retreat to cover! Fire! "
Gusta's commander made a prompt decision. No matter how strange the enemy was, a battle was a battle. Some of the dazed soldiers immediately reacted and quickly found places to hide, using the favorable terrain to launch a counterattack. They had a good idea. Although the dolls were very strange, they definitely did not have much combat power. The damage they suffered before was only because they were ambushed.
But when the battle started, everyone realized that they had guessed wrong.
The dolls' combat power was unbelievably ferocious. The clumsy and cute little fellows with lightsabers could easily tear apart a half-meter-thick steel wall. The dolls with carbines could only see their heads from the front when lying on the ground, and one shot could penetrate the entire alloy bunker. There were also dolls with three heads wearing boxing gloves and dressed like fighters who could blow away the turret of a main battle tank with a Rising Dragon Strike. Although their heads hit the deck of the tank in the process, their monstrous wrist strength had already shocked the driver in the tank. In fact, they were shocked to death.
Their attack power was powerful, and the defense of the dolls was even more bizarre. Normal bullets seemed to be completely ineffective against them. Every doll had something similar to a starship's shield that could resist physical attacks, and the powerful bombardment of cannons would be blocked by a few of them together. Gods of Gusta, you have no idea how bizarre it is when a dozen dolls huddle together and squat at the same time, and then the oncoming cannonballs will be deflected by a giant shield!
"Hostages! The barracks where the miners were locked has been opened! The people inside are all gone! "
In the chaos, someone finally discovered the real purpose of the dolls' operation. They were creating chaos, and only the heavens knew what method they used to save all the hostages!
Truth be told, when the miners saw a row of Cerberus carrying all sorts of weird tools into the barracks and assembling a portal for them to escape through, they were no less surprised and confused than Gustav's invading army.
It was not just the hostages who were saved. This was a serious problem that several Gusta officers soon discovered. The fusion bombs buried in the depths of the Crystal Rift had disappeared from the remote control. They had all been dismantled!
This was the victory of the Crystal Virgin. A certain girl named Sakura Jiatsuru had finally disregarded the guards and joined the battle after a few days of boredom. A powerful information barrier enveloped the entire mine. Even Unicom Mobile had to stop at this time, let alone the remote control. Wasn't Unicom Mobile too weak at this time?
It was over. When they realized that their two life-saving trump cards had been taken out without them knowing, all the Gusta invaders — now the remnants of the army — realized the problem. The three dolls on the battlefield also began to retreat, their short legs moving like wind and fire wheels. The seemingly clumsy dolls were very mobile, and in the blink of an eye, they were all gone. The invaders looked at each other, and then felt the earth slowly shaking.
An unprecedentedly huge shadow suddenly emerged from behind a small hill on the side of the mine. The searchlights in the mine that could still move immediately focused their beams on it. Thus, a huge doll that was more than a hundred meters tall appeared in the night sky. On the head of the doll was a 92.3cm little girl who looked like the commander of the toy army. That face had appeared countless times that night.
Under the little girl's command, the gigantic doll opened its mouth, and the insides began to fall out with a crackling sound. Its body was covered with detonators, and its head was tied up in a scarf with the word "Hot Blood" written on its face. When the mushroom cloud from the first explosion rose, the doll's eyes also began to gather dazzling sparks of energy.
"Motherf * cker # @% ¥#% @ …" This was the last roar of Commander Gusta that came from the radio.
The brutal battle had ended just like that.
The light of dawn shone on the crystal clear ground of the Crystal Peak Planet, making the world shine brightly. A dense formation of battleships floated in the background of the pitch-black universe. The gigantic Light of Aire was like a second sun surrounded by the battleships in the center, making the usually dull and monotonous sky of this planet look a little different. The army had already gathered and was preparing to board the battleships to return. This planet was already ours — fine, it was Fina's.
But everyone knew that in every sense, what belonged to Fina was also ours.
"This was a beautiful battle, a complete victory just like in the textbooks!"
Standing on a crystal platform that protruded several meters from the ground, Liliana, who was serving as the deputy commander of the landing battle, was giving an impassioned speech.
"The facts have once again proven that only the Goddess of Life is the true God! All heretics are paper tigers! So, everyone, come and join the church! Convert to the teachings of the Goddess of Life. We have the Holy Bible, which is updated with the times and changes every month. We have the Church system where you can choose your own title. We have the Holy Garden where you can obtain a house as long as you work for me, the Pope. Now, it only costs 998 to join the church! Actions speak louder than words, as long as … Wah! "
I didn't push her, this lass fell down on her own because she was too excited …
Under the sunlight of dawn, the land of Crystal Peak is filled with orderly formations of Marine Warriors and Church Templars. Even though their numbers are few in number, the Heroic Spirit phalanx is filled with a majestic aura. But, the most eye-catching of all is the ten thousand three-headed demons in front of me.
Eighty percent of the gazes on them were focused on them. The Marines were all guessing if something had happened in the capital of the Empire, and if the Schilling Mainframe known as Bubble had finally succeeded in usurping the throne.
Naturally, the most attention-grabbing one was the hundred-meter-tall Titan Mercury Lamp … I didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Although her overall combat value wasn't that high, she was the one who scared the guts out of the Gusta invading army in the end. In fact, I even suspected that in the battle images that we intentionally released, this gigantic doll would become the image of the Federation army in the Western Sky in the future.
In this battle, including the space troops, the death rate of the Gusta invading army reached an astonishing ninety-five percent. You could say that they were completely wiped out. The remaining five percent were purposely released by us. I believed that after going through the battlefield and witnessing the might of the Federation army, they would become excellent free propagandists, diverting all of Gusta's attention away from the Free Kingdom and onto the Federation. We have already reported this great victory to Funa. At the same time, we have informed the Red Giant Base that the attack on the Shepherdians in the universe will begin in twenty-four hours.
As for the Federation army, they need to reorganize their forces in preparation to fight against the chaotic forces in the Western Sky. They need to pacify this place as soon as possible so that it can become the rear of the Imperial Army in this universe.
"Boss." Just as I was thinking about my next move, a low and gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind me, interrupting my thoughts. Sister R was standing there valiantly. "Sakura's situation doesn't seem right. Can you take a look personally?"
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