Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 425 Appearance
"The Zen soldiers are coming. Fight back. Fight back quickly."

"The Iron Battalion, it's the Iron Battalion of the Jeko Group!"

"My hand, ahhh! My arm is gone, has anyone seen my arm?"

"I can't fight him. I can't fight him at all. If I don't run away, I'll die. I'll really die. And I don't want to die!"

The entire military camp was in chaos, with cries, howls, and sounds of gunfire ringing out.

Sivaven's eyes widened as he saw fires and explosions everywhere in the military camp and bullets whizzing past.

boom!
Suddenly, a shell fell, and the group of veterans who had just bullied him were in the center of the explosion.

With a loud roar, the old soldiers disappeared in an instant, and instead there was a huge pit emitting burnt smoke and human body parts scattered around.

A piece of intestine flew onto Sivawen's neck. The pungent smell of blood made his body tremble violently and uncontrollably, and goose bumps appeared all over his skin.

Sivawen was stunned for more than ten seconds, then his body suddenly shuddered. Listening to the screams coming from all around him, the human instinct for survival made him roll and crawl into the big pit that was just created by the artillery shell.

As soon as he entered the gun pit, he saw hundreds of soldiers being forced by officers, holding their weapons tremblingly, trying to fight back.

"Are there any people still alive? Pick up your guns. Anyone who dares to escape will be shot."

The officers were shouting loudly and gathering the fleeing soldiers. There was a supervision team behind them, forcing the soldiers to fight back.

Sivaven didn't even dare to breathe, he had no intention of leaving.

The cruel battlefield had already frightened him to death.

What's more, he saw that among those soldiers, there were old soldiers who had bullied him before. He wished they were dead, so he would never risk his life for them.

So Sivaven lay motionless in the gun pit. It was not easy to find him in the dark.

The Siamese soldiers advanced cautiously, searching for the enemy in the darkness.

Little did they know that their every move was being watched by the occulters in the sky.

The reconnaissance eyeworm is clearer than any night vision equipment currently equipped by humans. It hovers hundreds of meters in the air, synchronizing information to the genetic warrior who controls it.

A few kilometers away, a genetic warrior carrying a 150mm mortar squatted down, grabbed shells one by one and stuffed them into the muzzle.

The shell slides freely in the barrel, triggers the firing pin at the bottom, and then whizzes out of the muzzle for rapid firing.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
The shells fell rapidly and accurately several kilometers away, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere, and broken limbs to be scattered all around. Those injured by shrapnel fell to the ground and wailed.

This group of Siamese soldiers were stunned by the explosion. Before the smoke from the artillery fire dissipated, they heard heavy footsteps in front of them, as well as the unique sound of the motor turning after the Gatling gun opened fire.

Hiss!

The next moment, a three-meter-tall Steel Battalion genetic warrior, covered in steel alloy, appeared.

He held a Gatling gun, the muzzle of which was spinning at high speed, spitting out flames and tearing apart the flesh and blood that stood in front of him.

The Siamese soldiers were knocked down by dense bullets like fallen wheat.

The only counterattack was a few bullets, which had no effect on the biological suit and were directly bounced away.

The morale of the Siamese soldiers collapsed in an instant. They turned around in panic, some fled, some shouted, and some cried.

Including officers and supervisory teams, when they saw the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion appear, they also turned around and ran.

It is clear that some of their soldiers are carrying rocket launchers and individual anti-tank missiles, which are weapons that can threaten the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion.

However, no matter how good a weapon is, it still depends on people to use it.

The quality of the Siamese army made it impossible for them to withstand such a cruel battlefield environment.

When he was attacked by the genetic warriors of the Iron Camp, the only thought left in his mind was to run away and survive, and he had no intention of fighting to the death at all.

But the speed of escape was far slower than that of bullets. The Gatling gun had an extremely high firing rate and the mixed tracer bullets drew a chain of fire in the night, like a red whip, which knocked down the fleeing Siamese soldiers one by one.

No one can escape Gatling's punishment, and abandoning weapons and running away will only end their lives faster.

Sivawen watched this scene quietly and felt as if all the blood in his body was frozen.

He had always heard about the terrifying Iron Battalion, which was said to be able to defeat a hundred people alone, but he had no direct impression of it in the past.

But today, he finally understood how terrifying the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion were. The rumors were not exaggerated at all, and even saying one against a hundred was an understatement. When fighting against a weak army like the Siamese army, the number would increase significantly.

A few minutes later, when the gunfire stopped, there was no one left standing at the scene.

The genetic warrior holding the Gatling gun had bullet shells all over his feet, and the cold metal armor was blackened. He shook off the loose dust on his body, and suddenly a shout came from the earphone. It was the voice of his company commander Wen Yangchun.

"Shi Genshang, damn Shi Genshang, who told you to kill them all? Have you forgotten what I told you to do before?"

Shi Genshang scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Captain, I didn't expect these Siamese soldiers to be so cowardly. They ran away as soon as they saw me, and I killed them without paying attention. But I didn't kill them all, and there seems to be one survivor."

As he spoke, Shi Genshang glanced at the gun pit.

Hiding here, holding the half-dead body and covering himself with it, Sivaven, who was pretending to be dead, was so frightened that his body became stiff and his heart stopped.

Just when Xiwawen thought he was doomed to die, the genetic warrior of the Iron Camp did not kill him. He seemed not to notice his existence and shifted his gaze away again.

"Hurry up and get back together, the battle is over."

The voice of Company Commander Cao Yangchun came through the headset. Shi Genshang responded and turned to leave.

Sivaven still didn't dare to move. Although he could not hear any gunfire or artillery fire from other places, the entire military camp was silent, as if the fighting had stopped.

But Sivaven, who had been frightened by the genetic warriors of the Iron Camp, remained hiding until more than an hour later.

After an hour without any sound, Sivawen pushed aside the half-dead body on his body and carefully crawled out of the shell pit.

What we saw was bloody bodies lying on the ground, which was a horrible sight. The weapons used by the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion were too powerful for humans, and when they hit people, there was almost no injury.

Sivaven was terrified. He didn't see any living people. He didn't know if they were all dead or had escaped. The place was full of ruins, the crackling sound of burning flames, and a large number of broken corpses.

He didn't feel anything because of the rush of adrenaline before, but now when the cold wind blew, the smell of blood wafted between his nostrils, making him bend over and vomit on the spot, as if he wanted to vomit out all the stomach acid.

Afraid of encountering the Iron Camp again, Sivaven wiped the corner of his mouth, not daring to stay in this hellish military camp for a moment, and fled from here like crazy.

He didn't know whether to report what happened here to his superiors or to completely desert. He only knew that he never wanted to experience war again and he wanted to survive.

Under night!
The two companies of the Steel Battalion, which had just completed the attack on the Sangka military camp, dispersed and broke up into small groups to avoid being too conspicuous and being attacked by the enemy's retaliatory bombing and missile strikes.

Over the past six months, the Iron Battalion has expanded from four companies to eight companies, and the number of genetic warriors has doubled from one hundred to two hundred.

Cao Yangchun, the company commander of the third company of the Steel Battalion, came to an abandoned mine alone.

In this mine, Miao Lun, the battalion commander of the Steel Battalion, has been waiting for a long time. He is now talking to a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man had sharp eyes and was wearing a special military uniform that looked more like an exoskeleton insect shell than a piece of clothing.

They felt the aura of their own kind from this person, and he seemed to be a genetic warrior as well.

"Boss, mission accomplished."

Cao Yangchun walked up to Miao Lun to report the mission. Not long ago, it was their Third Company and Eighth Company, with a total of more than 50 soldiers from the Iron Battalion, that destroyed the entire Sangka military camp and created a massacre.

"You're going to keep them all alive?"

Miao Lun stood up and turned his gaze to the two of them.

"We let some Siamese soldiers escape. They must have passed the news back."

Cao Yangchun replied that if they had not left Sangka alive, they would have made dumplings out of him.

Miao Lun nodded and looked at the middle-aged officer standing next to him: "The other attacking companies have also achieved results. A total of three military camps were attacked tonight. This is enough to attract their attention. It depends on whether they will fall for it. If we can successfully lure out that heavy armored division, it will be up to you, Major General Hao Guang."

Opposite him, the man whom Miao Lun called Hao Guang raised his head and said with great confidence: "Don't worry, we are looking for this heavy armored division. If they come to encircle and suppress us, leave it to us."

Hearing this, Cao Yangchun next to him hesitated to speak: "Boss, is our goal so big? Isn't this too aggressive?"

暹罗军队的数量在没有扩军之前，三军总兵力约30万人，预备役5万人。其中陆军就达到二十余万，共有9个步兵师（包含16个坦克营）、1个重装甲师、3个骑兵师、4个工兵师、1个伞兵师、1个野战炮兵师、1个防空炮兵师、8个独立步兵营、3个空中机动连。

The strongest army unit among them is undoubtedly the heavy armored division.

The entire armored force is equipped with hundreds of tanks, armored vehicles, self-propelled howitzers, etc. Especially after purchasing a large number of equipment from the United States, it obtained a large number of main battle tanks and armored vehicles, replaced the original old equipment, and handed it over to the second line, and the overall strength has been greatly enhanced.

Even though Siam is expanding its military very quickly, the armored forces are not trained like ordinary infantry who can be sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder just by being given a gun.

This heavy armored division is the trump card of the Siamese Army.

The Steel Battalion is now located in Kanchanaburi Province, which is a plain area in southern Siam with open terrain. If they are surrounded by this heavy armored division, they will be no match for the heavy armored division on the open plains.

Hao Guang smiled slightly: "This is Captain Cao, right? We are the newly established First Mecha Combat Brigade. We are here specifically to deal with the enemy's armored forces."

Under Cao Yangchun's suspicious gaze, a strange sound was heard in the mine.

Cao Yangchun looked back and saw a huge figure appearing behind him at some point.

It was a strange machine about ten meters tall with eight long metal limbs, like a giant living spider.

Its exterior is covered with thick armor, and there is a backpack turret on its back. This is actually a 203mm heavy artillery weighing more than ten tons. The barrel caliber is estimated to be more than 40. The entire turret can rotate freely, and the elevation and elevation firing range is extremely large. And because the spider body under the turret can also move forward, backward, left, right, and up and down, the firing range is far greater than the panel data.

Below the main body of the spider are eight long metal limbs. Above the limbs, each limb is equipped with a 12.7mm heavy machine gun.

There is a 20mm rotary machine gun in the east, south, west and north of the spider's back.

In the spider's mouth, there are two 30mm machine guns installed. It looks like a metal bunker with firing points inside.

Seeing this metal monster suddenly appearing, Cao Yangchun was stunned. He subconsciously took two steps back and swallowed his saliva.

"This...what is this?"

Cao Yangchun found it unbelievable. The thing in front of him was completely different from any armor he had ever imagined.

"The Spider main battle mecha is the latest military achievement of the Jeko Group. It has a combat weight of 98 tons, a height of 12.5 meters, a maximum road speed of 120 kilometers per hour, an off-road speed of 85 kilometers per hour, and a maximum range of 750 kilometers. It has a 203mm main gun, two 30mm machine guns, four 20mm machine guns, and eight heavy machine guns. The total number of ammunition is more than 120 rounds. The mecha has a built-in new biological radar, external heavy armor, and unique biological protection. Its main body can effectively resist the direct fire of a tank's mm smoothbore gun. It has one driver, who needs to be a genetic warrior to drive it, and has all-weather combat capabilities."

As Hao Guang talked about the data of the spider-type main battle mecha in front of him, Cao Yangchun's mouth opened wider and wider, and he was completely stunned.

"Surprised, right? I was just like you when I first saw it."

Miao Lun patted Cao Yangchun on the shoulder and looked up at the huge monster. Although it was not the first time he saw it, he was still deeply moved.

"This thing... this thing is too fierce. It even has a 203mm gun barrel."

Cao Yangchun was extremely shocked. The spider-type main battle mecha in front of him gave him a sense of oppression far greater than that of a main battle tank.

It was the first time he had seen such a mecha. Compared with it, his biological suit now looked like a tiny thing.

The biological colonization suit weighs only two or three tons, while this spider-type main battle mecha weighs 98 tons, which is simply a walking land monster.

As for firepower, the gap is even greater.

The weapons of their biological suits are at most heavy machine guns and rocket launchers, but this spider main battle mecha even uses 203mm cannons.

If such a cannon were to hit a target, even a main battle tank would be blown into pieces. It is simply inhumane.

Not to mention, the Spider main battle mecha is densely packed with firearms, including eight 12.7mm heavy machine guns, four 20mm machine guns, and two 30mm machine guns, which perfectly illustrates what the fear of insufficient firepower is.

(End of this chapter)