After two days of fierce fighting, No. 20, an independent mechanized brigade, was forced to retreat to the rear under the pressure of a reorganized mecha division. Less than two-thirds of the brigade's personnel could still execute orders, and the loss was unimaginably large.

Although we have been spinning like a spinning top every day for the past three days, although we have thrown more firecrackers than we have eaten rice grains, and even though we have slept less than two hours on average, we were also caught during the retreat due to lack of manpower. Forced to help, I was dizzy all morning destroying supplies.

Warehouse, blow up!

Hangar, blow up!

Bunker, blow up!

Excess vehicles, bomb!

Abandoned mecha, explode!

...........

To be honest, when we activated the radio detonation device and watched the flames and debris take off, we couldn't help but feel that war is really a money-burning game, and tens of millions of worth of materials were reimbursed with just one order.

Thankfully, due to the development of medical technology, there are only two types of humans on the battlefield: the living and the dead. It is said that a wounded person will be added to the options in the old century. The wounded, it is said that special "methods" are always used to deal with them when retreating...

But the habit of burning corpses in the old century is still preserved, although I don’t know which guy who lacks virtue invented a special incinerator, just spread the corpse on a metal surface like a radar dome, and then electric fire, two seconds Inside the clock is a pile of ashes, but this job is still unshirkable and pushed to our group of newcomers to do it.We had no choice but to endure the nausea, and use a mechanical shovel to pile up those incomplete bodies of the same kind, sweep them down, and then pile them up again...

The only good thing is that none of the guys we threw up were from the teaching group.

Of course we carried things like shit to the end, and we were looking for a field bathroom with the smell of ashes everywhere. We soon received a new task-to cover the evacuation of the ground troops of the brigade.

To be precise, it is two shifts, ensuring that six aviation mechas can be seen spinning around every minute and every second above the head of the passenger seat, but this is a pain for us. We originally expected to catch up on sleep after work, but unexpectedly It's this kind of exhausting work.

"Your sister, didn't you see that the eyelids of the old men are almost overwhelmed?"

Tieniu cursed directly.

"Shut up, if I give you an order, do it honestly, or I will kill you all," probably thinking that this order is really unreasonable, so Master Luzao thought for a while and added, "The mecha battalion directly under the brigade will also Come and help."

It's like finding a bunch of unlucky guys for companionship with another bunch of unlucky guys.

As a reserve force, the Mecha Battalion directly under it has lower combat experience and skills than ours, so the battle losses are much greater than our teaching regiment, and there are only six [Il] left to use, which is just enough to cover one. class's.The bearded captain was also a little embarrassed, and immediately said that they were on duty on the first shift.

I spent the pitiful two or three hours lying in the trailer with my eyes closed and recuperating. I was surrounded by my landline and piles of weapons and ammunition, which made me feel very at ease.Although my mind was so tired that I couldn't move, I still couldn't fall asleep.

Noise, vibration, noise, and danger that may come at any time, this is really not a place where people can rest with peace of mind.

Another point is that there is no information on the new mecha that I encountered two days ago, and I have never encountered it again, and I don’t know when I will get a black gun while flying.

I took out my pcp and wanted to dial the familiar number. In my previous combat career, that person always gave me good help when I had questions about weapons.However, fortunately, I remembered that very important thing a second before dialing-this contact was permanently crossed out by me more than 100 hours ago.

The bitter feeling gushed out, and I couldn't help grinning.

Some words can be said very firmly, but some words are sticky and tough, and you can't stop talking about them.

I had no choice but to call out the name of another contact person. After thinking about it, I decided to exit from the communication interface and sent a short message instead:

"A picture is attached, have you heard of this weapon?

Soon, my question got feedback, and it was a super long feedback.

"The 'Air Defense Module' in the 'Land Warrior Module' newly manufactured by the Rhodes family according to the requirements of the Allied Forces is mainly equipped with a 76mm anti-aircraft gun modified from a naval gun and three small anti-aircraft missiles. The artillery is mainly launched semi-automatically." mode, the rate of fire is about 20-30 rounds per minute, and there are fifty ammunition, which can directly threaten all low-flying mechas, and can also attack ground targets with flat fire. Currently, it is mainly equipped with the latest [Kragg mk1].”

I deeply doubt whether this guy's hand speed is monster-level, or is he just sleeping with his arms around pcp?

"Module? Does that mean more than one?"

This time the message was returned faster, less than ten seconds before and after.

"Yes, there are five types of 'Support Module', 'Bombardment Module', 'Command Module', 'Sniper Module', and 'Mobile Module', and no matter which type of module can be loaded and unloaded within half an hour, currently Three hundred sets have been supplied to the front lines as a phase one trial."

I was dumbfounded, as expected of a unit adhering to the "technical construction of the army", it was so playable, a simple land combat mech was almost turned into a panacea weapon by them.

Suddenly, I suddenly thought of a question - I asked too many questions, and Aterina answered too many questions, even involving the ** of customer orders.

It feels like using someone else's trust to gain intelligence, which is shameful.

"Thank you."

I replied a short message, cutting off any possibility for the other party to find a topic, and after thinking about it, I endured the headache and kicked up one by one of the air force and navy brothers who were sleeping in the container, and everywhere I went Greetings to the scolding voices of my ancestors for eighteen generations.

Scolding is irresponsible, but you still have to listen to the fatal things. According to the old rules, everyone gathered in a circle to hold the first aviation mech tactical consultation meeting of the teaching regiment.

"Is it equipped with a medium-caliber anti-aircraft gun and an anti-aircraft missile module? It is indeed a bit troublesome. The armor of the interceptor mecha can't withstand such a blow. Unfortunately, we don't have the assault mecha either."

Tie Niu muttered as he stroked his stubble-covered chin. After touching it for a long time, he still couldn't touch his own chin from the "black forest".

It's not just him, everyone seems to have just returned from extreme survival in the wild, their bodies are full of dirt, their breath is weak, their eyes are weak, and they seem to fall over at any time.

The big head gave himself a slap, and forced himself to say:

"Then from now on, you can't rush around, and you have to maintain a proper height. It's just how this thing is configured in the Allied Army. We can't see a mecha platoon attacking from a height of three or four thousand meters."

My head is also hurting more and more, as if it will split open at any time, but the work still has to be done.

"The number of pieces is not many, only a hundred sets... It's hard to say in the future, it is probably only assigned to battalion-level units now, and such a set of equipment is estimated to be expensive, and it is impossible to fully deploy it, so I met a large Allied army Just be careful."

"Father Chen, is the information reliable? Isn't Miss Edith..."

The lunatic threw out a sentence without thinking, but the iron bull on the side immediately slapped him.

"To shut up!"

The lunatic also knew that he had said something wrong, so he kept his head silent. The other brothers couldn't help but look at me together.

After discussing the main points, we were going to break up on the spot and go to sleep.

"boom"

Suddenly, outside, to be precise, there was a loud noise of violent reaction of chemical materials. We hurriedly pushed open the observation window on the side of the container, just in time to see a flaming trailer rolling over our heads. It was actually buckled on another trailer beside it, and together it became a squished tin cake!

"Fuck, it's a calf!"

The big guys called out the name of this type of air-to-surface missile most commonly used by the Allied forces.

Before the words were finished, several missiles scattered from the air, and another unlucky trailer crashed into the sky!

Seeing that it was about to become a moving target for precision-guided weapons, we no longer cared about our headaches, and jumped into the mecha one after another, turning on the radio and yelling while jumping.

"Damn it, Grenzyski, you even told us to sleep in peace. If you listen to your fathers, you won't know how they died!"

The other side immediately cursed back.

"Fuck you, get out and see how busy I am here!"

Hearing his tone as anxious as a machine gun, I immediately felt that something was wrong, and immediately drove the mechanical arm to tear off the top cover of the container, revealing the pale sky like a dead face.

To be honest, I was petrified by the sight in front of me.

Mechs, blockbuster mechs!

The number is at least fifty, and the scattered firepower seems to have opened a certain metal canopy. Six [Il] were scarred by continuous fire, and there was no chance to breathe!

"Damn it, hurry up, something big happened!"

Tieniu cursed.

There is no ejection device in the container, so we had no choice but to directly pull up the machine body and use the vertical take-off and landing function of the mecha to lift off. The container and the trailer site were immediately burned with a row of holes by the high-temperature flames, which was considered completely scrapped.

The planes rose in a mess, and the [Hotchkiss] fleet immediately allocated half of its forces to deal with us, but the division of troops was not good, and there was obviously a little confusion in the formation, and we immediately caught this flaw.

"Speed ​​up and smash them apart!"

Tieniu roared and turned on the afterburner to take the lead and charge straight.

Taking advantage of their formation, we rushed up at full speed and successfully dispersed their formation, but we also fell into chaos at the same time. We couldn't even determine the position of our wingmen, so we could only fight on our own.

At this horrific moment, my head started to hurt again, the pain was so severe that I could hardly concentrate, and what was even more terrible was that the pain seemed to affect my eyes, and everything I saw was doubled!

Although the state of the battle has been adjusted, but the reaction speed has not kept up, as if I was sleepwalking, until a [Hatchkiss] brandished a compound sword to kill me, and I suddenly woke up.

"Click"

[Il ml]'s chest armor plate was split open immediately, and the height suddenly fell hundreds of meters. It was the first time since I was a mecha soldier that I was cut off with a single knife. Chicks' compound sword, and then the rotating missile launcher approached and fired fiercely, not only blowing up the enemy plane to pieces, but even my own body suffered a lot of injuries.

Pulling out the heat knife, just as I was about to kill the bastard, a burst of shells flew from a distance, forcing me to push away, and at the same time, I used the armored machine gun to shoot at the approaching two [Hotchkiss] ] to fight back, but at the same time, another [Hotchkiss] came from above and swung the compound sword to give me a shot. Spike rushed up in time and shot the guy with a rapid-fire armored machine gun, which disabled the guy, but he was also very Soon to be heavily besieged......

Sixteen units of the [Il] series faced more than 50 units of the [Hotchkiss] series, and fought in a small airspace without formations or tactics. Missiles, machine guns, armored machine guns, heat knives, compound cuts, etc. Swords, as well as fists, anyway, all available weapons were used, and every mecha soldier tried his best to kill the enemy in front of him.

A real fight! ps: Nima’s word count is a cheap hand who deleted a chapter, and the double update will resume tomorrow. Speaking of which, how bad my luck is these two days!

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