"Report the battle damage to that War Apostle." The Thirteenth Division Commander ordered hurriedly.

The officers in the hall were a little surprised, wondering how such huge targets had to be hit one after another under such flawless fire coverage. However, looking at the appearance of the division commander, he seemed a little worried about the outcome of this battle?

The staff officer was stunned after hearing the division commander's order. A prompt sounded on the light screen, and then he hurriedly retrieved the bombing data just now.

"The outer armor has fallen off by 6%, and the target's movement speed has increased slightly..."

When everyone in the hall heard this victory data, they all showed expressions of disbelief.

The speed has not dropped at all! Doesn’t that mean that its surname has not been damaged at all?

And the external metal armor, only 6% of it was destroyed? It seems that 4% of it is still the result of the thirty-seven Striker missiles just now.

Doesn't this mean that this round of coverage bombing has achieved very little?

Didn't even reach 2% battle damage?

The Thirteenth Division Commander sat in his seat without making a sound for a long time. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the light screen covered by dust and smoke, and he said after a while: "Superimposed infrared mode."

As the scene changed, the Thirteenth Division Commander and several staff officers suddenly stood up and looked at the war apostle running wildly in the hail of bullets in the light screen with extremely shocked and complicated eyes.

The War Apostle on the screen was running through the hail of bullets, and countless high-speed artillery shells passed by it, but it was difficult to meet it.

In the picture, the war apostle may be hit at any time, but it twists its body as if it can predict it in advance, like a willow swinging in the wind in a heavy rain. Although it cannot completely evade all cannonballs due to its huge body, it tries its best to prevent the cannonballs from being hit.

Coincident strikes in the same area.

The battlefield cannon was originally inferior to the Striker missile in terms of intensity and penetration. It was unable to achieve coincident strikes and could not even break through the alloy armor on the War Apostle.

The seemingly large-scale but precisely calculated evasive movements lasted only three minutes before they were already out of the range of the second round of artillery, breaking through the smoke and dust rising on the wasteland, like a Titan in Greek mythology.

Giant, continue to rush towards the Thirteenth City District!

Whether he was initially sniped by missiles from a group of Black Hawk fighter jets, or during his subsequent evasive maneuvers to avoid bombings from field fort groups, the War Apostle never slowed down at all. Even every evasive action that was not possible for humans was completed while running at high speed.

, and the speed is getting faster and faster, so fast that it is about to turn into a blur of silver light.

Everyone watching this scene couldn't help but feel a little frightened. With such a terrifying mass acceleration, if it continued to rush into the Thirteenth City at this speed, wouldn't it mean that all the city buildings along the way would be directly razed to the ground?

Being attacked head-on by the war apostles who seemed to have gone crazy, the headquarters of the Thirteenth Division fell into silence.

The Thirteenth Division Commander stared intently at the running War Apostle, forcing himself to calm down. Now he no longer expected his division to destroy it, or even injure it.

According to the speed of the target, it will rush into the Thirteen City District within three minutes. During this time, only the last round of group bombing can be carried out.

And what he has to do is limit the opponent's speed and peel off the layer of alloy armor with high defensive power!

"Projection cluster magnetic storm mines! The target covers eight to twenty kilometers outside the city, all stocks are in stock! Hurry!"

Along with the spread of invisible electromagnetic signals in the air, hundreds of mine-laying armored vehicles that had already driven into the streets of the city began to throw cluster electromagnetic mines. Countless black cans the size of wine barrels were thrown outside the city and disappeared into the wasteland.

This kind of electromagnetic thunder mines are generally used to limit the travel route of mechas. Once a mecha enters the range, these electromagnetic thunder mines will explode, forming clouds of blue plasma, which can cause the mecha to lose control at least, or cause the mecha to lose control at worst.

Directly melting the mecha's auxiliary electronic processor.

But now the target is a War Apostle. The Thirteenth Division Commander only hopes that the opponent can be instantly paralyzed by the continuous explosion of electromagnetic mines. Only then can the third round of coverage bombing be effective and provide the Blackstone Mecha with

The team has the possibility to meet the enemy.

At the same time, the field fort started the third round of fire coverage after calibrating the ballistic trajectory.

The war apostle raised his head and naturally saw the iron cans thrown into the rock, but he didn't know what kind of weapons they were. But they basically blocked the path of the process, and they could only rush forward.

Before the third round of artillery fire came down, it had already rushed into the minefield.

The magnetic storm mines exploded one after another, shaking up countless pillars of earth, hitting the feet of the war apostles and blocking the front of the war apostles. After the explosions, those mines ejected countless small flywheels, and in a series of strange and sharp whistling sounds,

Countless streaks of blue plasma were suddenly ejected and flowed between these flywheels, spreading out like streaks of thunder.

This kind of weapon, which has strong lethality against heavy ground weapons such as mechas and tanks, will naturally not do any harm to the war apostles.

But those flywheels with extremely sharp edges were embedded in the hard alloy armor of the War Apostles under the impact of the shock wave, as if their legs were wrapped with countless blue silk threads. As the War Apostles moved forward, more and more of these

, and spread towards the knees.

Shi Chen in the cockpit originally only felt a slight numbness in his legs, but gradually veins began to pop out in his legs, and the tingling and numbness began to invade him.

The War Apostle stepped on at least a thousand magnetic storm mines along the way. After a sufficient amount of accumulation, it finally had a qualitative change, and its originally extremely violent speed finally began to slow down!

The sky was full of cannon shells, and the rapid fire came again. Because the movements of the war apostles began to become sluggish, they were finally unable to avoid the third round of bombing.

Amidst the roaring and crackling sounds of bullets, countless crisp sounds were clearly audible. That was the sound of alloy armor exploding and falling apart!

Everyone in the command hall clenched their fists heavily, and the intelligence agent reported the battle damage of the War Apostle in an extremely excited and urgent manner:

"Eight percent of the external armor was damaged in battle! The alloy protective layer on the left chest completely fell off!"

"Thirteen percent battle damage to the external armor! The link plate of the left knee fell off!"

"The battle damage of the external embedded armor is 15%! The embedded armor on the right shoulder fell off!"

"Twenty-one percent battle damage to the external armor! The firmware in the third area fell off!"

"Twenty-seven percent of the external armor was damaged in battle! The head auxiliary balancer was damaged!"

The command hall finally got some relief from the long-term depressive atmosphere.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collision or disintegration, countless heavy armor components reddened, deformed and twisted under the continuous bombardment of cannons, and then fell from the War Apostle's body.

It was as if an invincible god from mythology had finally been torn apart by mortals.

"The battle loss of the external armor is 31%!" This time the group bombing finally obtained the final data.

However, everyone here fell into solemnity again after a short period of excitement.

Because after all the magnetic storm mines were used, the last round of shelling only destroyed less than a third of its shell. After the War Apostle rushed through the magnetic storm minefield, it began to accelerate again. Although it entered

In front of the urban area, it is no longer possible to return to the previous terrifying speed, but at this speed, can the defense line formed on the periphery of the urban area be effective?

And even if it is successfully intercepted and the rail gun on the satellite orbit is locked and aimed, wouldn't it cost half a city?

"The target has entered the Black Hawk fighter attack range again!" the intelligence officer stood up and shouted loudly.

The Thirteenth Division Commander squinted his eyes and looked at the light screen anxiously and nervously. If the Black Hawk fighter jets succeeded in slowing down the target, could they achieve corresponding results?

The command hall fell into silence again, and everyone stared closely at the light screen, waiting for the upcoming results.

The war apostle had just resisted this wave of indiscriminate bombardment, and his body was covered with broken, torn, and pitted pieces of armor. The metal shell that had been plowed by the shells was red, and it looked like a burning Titan. It was so powerful.

Even better than before.

Just when he thought he could enter the city smoothly, the roaring and concussive sounds of those Black Hawk fighter jets were heard in the air again. Those fighter jets that had dropped missiles once spared a circle and attacked it again. This time they had no choice.

Instead of firing the remaining missiles, they rushed towards each other face to face. After appearing in the field of view, the Gatling heavy machine gun extended from the belly of the aircraft began to fire.

This kind of heavy machine gun can fire from more than ten kilometers away and can completely destroy ground armor units before they notice it.

This time, when they saw the gunfire on the belly of their aircraft, the War Apostle understood what they were thinking, and then closed his eyes. Blood spattered from his eyelids, making Shi Chen feel a sharp sting.

However, even the eyelids of the War Apostle will still not be able to be broken open if those Black Hawk fighter jets cannot shoot together.

Shi Chen has Xiaochu. Even if he closes his eyes, his mind can still change the perspective and feedback all information, just like the eye of God looking down on the earth from the sky.

So in the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, the war apostle who closed his eyes still made the most precise evasive movements. His upper body began to swing left and right while running, and it looked like he was about to fall to the ground at any time, but every time he failed

It was a complete violation of his usual behavior and he was pulled back.

Countless sparks mixed with blood splashed on the War Apostle's face, but he could no longer find an opportunity to focus the fire.

The distance of more than ten kilometers quickly shortened at the terrifying speed of both sides. Six seconds later, the approaching Black Hawk fighter jets spit out gunfire and soared past the huge body of the war apostle.

The war apostle's hands suddenly swept heavily from both sides at extremely high speeds. The black hawks along the way quickly turned around, either yanking the cockpit and rushing up into the sky, or diving down to avoid it, passing by dangerously and dangerously.

But there were still more than a dozen Black Hawks that could not avoid it. They were about to hit them and ejected out of the cabin one after another. The high-speed fighter jets exploded into bright fireworks during the impact.

A loud thunder-like sound resounded in the mid-air, and the war apostle's palms smacked together, causing extremely violent air turbulence, turning the last few dozen Black Hawks that passed by into pieces in the storm.

Three of the Winged Eagles finally lost control due to engine overload. Flames erupted from the wings and they fell towards the ground. They had no choice but to pop out of the cockpit and turned into white mushrooms swaying messily in the wind.

In the eyes of all the officers, it was as humiliating as a white flag fanned across the face.
Chapter completed!