The area of ​​​​the Kiberia Plain is not very large, and the distance is only more than 230 kilometers. It is a small plain sandwiched between the city of Ruther and the Nanling Forest.

Because the terrain is open and without any natural barriers, when the empire launched an attack on Ruther District with all its strength eight days ago, this plain turned into the most terrifying meat grinder-type battlefield.

The battleship crash-landed on land, causing the empire to lose air superiority. The distance of more than 200 kilometers made the battleship's triple artillery lose its direct threat to the Ruther area.

However, in order to capture the Ruther District in the shortest possible time, the imperial commander brazenly launched a general army attack without completely destroying the Ruther District's communication system and long-range firepower.

The Imperial Expeditionary Force, flying the black thorn flag, is like countless ferocious beasts that have been hungry and thirsty for many years, greedily and persistently rushing towards the water source.

Countless imperial soldiers rode in armored vehicles, mechas, and even carried electromagnetic bombs directly with guns on their backs, rushing to the plain battlefield and attacking the city of Ruther, even if they were reduced to cannon fodder.

Under this starry sky, it feels like you have returned to the primitive war like World War II in the earth era.

The mecha mixed brigade, which was originally regarded as a treasure in the army and would only be used at critical moments, was also used by the crazy imperial people as individual weapons for siege. On the strategic map, it seemed to have turned into nine orange arrows.

At the cost of inflicting horrific casualties, he crushed one line of defense after another.

With the flames soaring into the sky and the devastation all over the ground, we headed eastward and continued eastward!

Facing the Imperial Expeditionary Force's frenzied attack at all costs, the Federation Army had already made corresponding arrangements in terms of psychology and combat power. However, they still did not expect that the Imperial Expeditionary Force would actually carry out an all-round suicidal attack. This may not be surprising.

It should be called a surprise attack, but an all-out push that is almost all-or-nothing.

Either the city will be destroyed or I will perish.

Until today, eight days later, the Emperor [***]’s all-out attack without any plot achieved the expected results. The entire plain battlefield has completely become the Emperor [***]’s back garden, while the city of Ruther is in the empire’s territory.

Under the crazy attack, it is falling, dilapidated, and collapsing bit by bit.

This city, which prospered from its military industry, has been half devoured by the flames of war, and the emperor's offensive has no intention of weakening. Looking at the situation, I am afraid that after this night, the opponent will push to two-thirds of the city.

area, arriving at the emergency landing area of ​​Subrion.

That area has now gathered one-fifth of the refugees in the Ruther District who have not had time to escape to the underground shelter. It has gathered almost all the skilled craftsmen in the Ruther District and all the scientific researchers. They are conducting a comprehensive inspection of the Subrion.

Emergency repairs were carried out, and the war apostle, the federal strategic weapon, was attempted to be rescued.

If it falls there, everything will be lost for the Federation.

Ma Yuming was originally a freshman at Wolchi University and came to Sudake Star for military training. However, no one could have imagined that the battleship was shot down by the Empire on the first day after arriving at Sudake Star, and he was forced to use an escape launcher to force a landing.

, before he had time to appreciate the fear and joy of surviving the disaster, he was immediately involved in this war that had already descended into madness.

The baptism of eight days of war had transformed Ma Yuming from a common man with only brute strength into a qualified federal soldier.

The professional training at Wolji University and the rigorous military training of Suyecangna finally showed their results at this time. That knowledge allowed Ma Yuming to escape death many times.

Now he has been promoted from third class soldier to third rank, reaching the rank of corporal. His mecha was paralyzed by a howitzer from the Empire as early as the night of the Luther defense battle, so he had to abandon the mecha.

Only then did I save my life.

At this moment, he was leading a temporary self-defense force in Ruther District and built a simple temporary defense line in an alleyway in Xicheng District using the simplest rice bags, scrapped vehicles and iron wire.

But at this moment, this line of defense is in danger under the indiscriminate impact of the Imperial people.

Covered in dust, he was trying to drag the body of an orderly in front of him into the trench. At the same time, he shouted through the communicator in a hoarse voice: "Call the command! Call the command! This is the GT37 temporary defense line. We need it."

Support! We need support!"

The dead orderly was an ordinary citizen who voluntarily joined the army when the Ruther District issued a temporary warning. He was only twenty-four years old this year. In Ma Yuming's impression, he was a simple and honest man, and he was also the father of two children. But now he is not

Die here quietly, by a stray bullet.

The Empire's people seemed to be endless, and they were as fearless as insects without fear of death. They were extremely difficult to deal with.

In his opinion, the reason why his line of defense has been able to hold on until now is largely due to luck. Without too many heavy weapons, encountering mechas or armored troops would lead to immediate death.

As soon as this idea came to his mind, the ground began to shake. Ma Yuming stared with rabbit-like red eyes and saw an Imperial Rock Mecha rushing out from the corner of the street, as angry as a mad bull.

Come rushing.

The intercom in Ma Yuming's hand fell silently before he could respond. He frowned and roared to the dozen or so shivering Ruther recruits beside him: "Quickly leave!"

A recruit said with a pale face and a trembling voice: "But...but the command headquarters has not issued a retreat order yet. We are withdrawing now, otherwise we will desert..."

As soon as the word 'deserter' came out, an angry Ma Yuming slapped him in the face, "I am your commander! What I say is an order! Everyone! Turn around! Go! Now! Immediately! Immediately

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The recruits looked at him with complicated expressions, climbed out of the trench and rushed towards the next line of defense.

Ma Yuming, who was left alone, sighed. Others could escape, but he could not. If one person was not left behind to hold him back, no one would be able to escape.

Immediately, he showed a ruthless expression, wrapped the remaining electromagnetic bombs around his waist, picked up the heavy Gatling machine gun on the bunker, his red face burst out with veins, and headed towards the pair that was close at hand.

The mecha pulled the trigger.

Gorgeous bullets spurted out, and countless dull metal sputtering sounds were heard.

This kind of metal storm, which is extremely effective against living forces, is somewhat unsatisfactory when used on mechas.

I saw dazzling fireworks and metal fragments erupting from the fuselage of the Rock Mecha, but its forward momentum remained unabated. As if silently mocking, it did not waste precious ammunition, but raised the blade in its hand and pointed towards it.

He chopped away at that tiny human being.

Ma Yuming was relieved as he watched the action of the mecha. The disadvantages of using highly maneuverable mechas as engineering weapons are that there is not enough ammunition and the logistics cannot keep up.

Seeing that there was only one person on the defensive line, the Imperial pilot was reluctant to use the few bullets he had left.

Ma Yuming has made up his mind to detonate all the electromagnetic bombs on his body as long as the opponent is approaching. Although it is still impossible to die with the opponent, the strong electromagnetic storm can at least destroy all the opponent's electronic central control system. If he is lucky, he can make that person

The mecha was paralyzed for a few minutes. At that time, I could only hope that other comrades could kill him and avenge themselves.

"My life is only worth the central control system of a mecha. If my father finds out, I don't know how he will teach me a lesson."

However, just as the mecha approached, the ground suddenly shook, as if there was a magnitude 7 earthquake.

Ma Yuming's eyes widened immediately. He looked past the stumbling mecha and the mottled city. On the horizon, a mushroom cloud suddenly rose up into the sky, lighting up the night sky like day.

generally.

"Damn it...when did atomic bombs even get used?" Ma Yuming, whose expression was changing, couldn't help but curse.

After a moment of confusion, he even forgot about detonating the electromagnetic bomb.

Just when he was about to die, a whirling light and shadow sliced ​​across his scalp, and with a heavy muffled sound, a concussive blade was seen piercing the cockpit of the mecha.

The heavy and huge mecha slumped down, and a silver mecha with badly painted paint drove in front of it and pulled out the long sword.

"Bai Shang!" Ma Yuming looked at the number on the mecha and suddenly became happy, "You are actually still alive."

The four electronic compound eyes of the silver mecha looked down at the man on the ground carrying the Gatling cannon with indifferent eyes, and the external loudspeaker issued a slightly magnetic voice: "Ma Yuming, you owe me your life!"

"Young boy! Even if you don't come, I won't die. If you want to kill me for such a simple thing, go to hell!"

In the cockpit, the formerly arrogant young man from aristocratic family showed no sign of getting angry under Chi Guo's insults, and shook his head in confusion.

Just as he was about to retort with righteous words, the battle map in the upper left corner of the screen made his expression change slightly.

The Imperials actually retreated!

No, it's not a complete retreat, but at least the mechas in their area of ​​the city seemed to have received some order. They abandoned the war in their hands and headed towards the Kiberia Plains in the night.
Chapter completed!