Counterfeit Hero

A flood of artillery fire surged down the high ground, sweeping away the crowded Suss mecha formation on the slope. Amidst the almost crazy gunfire of the bandit mechas, the 1st Battalion of the 402nd Suss Regiment quickly dissipated like a dandelion in the storm.

At this moment, the most shocked person was naturally Chuck. He never expected that the enemy would ambush such powerful firepower on the position.

"Where did these mechas come from?!" Chuck roared, grabbing the military staff officer responsible for the coordination of electronic mechas.

"He...they..." The poor military staff officer was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

Under the electronic coverage of the two platoons of electronic mechas, any actions and situations in the opponent's position should have been as clear as looking at patterns on the palm of a hand. However, until the enemy mecha suddenly appeared and dealt a devastating blow to the first battalion, the electronic mecha's detection system did not issue any warning.

The military staff officer who was grabbed by the collar muttered. He was still full of questions and how could he answer Chuck's question.

"Suppression by artillery fire!" Chuck, who didn't get an answer, slammed the staff to the ground. He turned to the staff who were in a daze in front of the central console of the command mecha and roared through gritted teeth: "Second Battalion cover. , order the first battalion to cooperate with the second battalion to form a circular defense formation, and retreat first!"

"Yes!" The staff members woke up as if from a dream, and suddenly there was a lot of excitement. Shouts, roars, footsteps, a chaotic mess.

Chuck's order was quickly conveyed to the front line through the chain of command.

There was another panic. The Second Battalion, which had already jumped out of position, forcibly transformed the triangular attack formation into an irregular circular defense formation amid the orders and messy footsteps of the grassroots officers. Hundreds of mechas were scattered on the plain in front of Highland 205, like ants on a hot pot.

Just after the initial change of formation, hundreds of Suss mechas rushed towards the high ground at high speed under the urging of the officers.Now, they need to do it.It means to connect a battalion of lagging mechas into the formation, and then slowly return to the attack position.Get through this massacre first.

On the attack position, there was the same busy scene.The artillery mecha, which had not yet completed its energy supply, set up its four-corner stand again piecemeal. The Suss mecha warriors desperately pressed the buttons on the control stick according to the previous shooting coordinates on the computer.Send energy cannons to height 205.

They could no longer take care of the mechas that broke into the position.In the enemy's terrifying firepower network, those mechas rushed to the front. There is only one way to die.If long-range firepower is not used to suppress the enemy, the remaining troops of the battalion will not be able to escape the fate of destruction. Only by suppressing the enemy with indiscriminate firepower can we buy time for the remaining mechas of the second and first battalions to retreat.

For a time, the entire battlefield was completely boiling. The Sussians' tactical changes quickly achieved results. The dense sound of artillery shook the sky and the earth.The flashes of countless explosions occurred one after another on the high ground with a radius of only one or two square kilometers. With the support from the rear and the coordination of the command system, the Suss mechas that were still crowded at the front of the position finally stabilized. They formed a small defensive formation against each other and opened fire at the same time.One side retreated steadily.

However, how could the bandit army, which had already gained the upper hand, let the cooked duck fly away like this? Beating up a drowned dog has always been the tradition of bandits. The same is true even in the newly established Third Regiment. Just as Sousse's covering firepower took off from the attack position, a bugle suddenly sounded from behind Highland 205.

Charge!

"Long live the bandit army!" Hundreds of shouts echoed across the sky into one voice.

The ferocious-looking mechas suddenly jumped out of the trenches, their ferocious figures jumping between the trenches, the auxiliary thrusters on their backs glowing with red light. For a while. Hundreds of mechas are like ejecting meteors.The overwhelming force rushed towards the Suss mecha group. ….

Before the Suss mecha group on the slope of the position had time to react, the bandit mechas had already pierced into their midst like a swarm of sharp arrows flying through the air.

"Close assault!"

The counterattack launched by the bandits stunned the Sussians.

They never dreamed that these weird mechas would dare to charge towards the Sus armor cluster.

That's the [Boxing Champion]! Among the Sousse-style mechas, the eighth-generation mecha was designed with close combat as its design direction from the very beginning! From its name, you can see the fierce fighting ability of this mecha!

Not to mention the mechas in the free world, even on the Resk battlefield, there are very few regular armored troops of Chakna who dare to charge towards the [King of Fighters] mecha cluster. The title [Boxing Champion] is not for nothing. Their ferocious power is enough to smash any enemy caught in the formation to pieces!

However, the stupid commander of the bandit army abandoned the cover of the mecha trenches at this time, abandoned the advantage of their firepower network that was organized by surprise, and chose to charge at the [Boxing King] mecha group in a fit of enthusiasm. The ugly mecha is simply looking for death!

The commander of the 402nd Regiment, who had been closely watching the fighting situation on the highlands, suddenly became happy. He grabbed the microphone, shook his bearded chin, and ordered: "The first battalion will resist for a while, pretend to be defeated, and let the enemy down..."

His order was quickly transmitted to the ears of all mecha warriors through the war zone communication channel.

"The two wings of the second battalion rush forward, we must swallow the enemy in!"

"This high ground belongs to us!" The military staff on the side waved their fists excitedly. This charge launched by the enemy with inferior troops was simply a cheap mistake! Abandoning the cover of the position, there is no mecha unit in the free world that can take advantage of the Suss Armored Regiment.

However, the Suss people's surprise quickly disappeared without a trace like a broken bubble - there was no need to pretend to retreat at all, from the moment the bandit mechas pounced into the Suss mecha group. As soon as the Earthus formation was stabilized, it fell into complete chaos.

The virtual screen of the telescope brought everything that happened on Highland 205 to the eyes of the Sussians.

On the screen, hundreds of vicious figures shot into the formation of the first battalion. The first [Zhangjian] was wedged between the two [Boxing Champions] at an extremely strange pace. Its movements are as fast as a bolt of lightning.Under the close attack from it and the three mechas behind it, in an instant. The two [Boxing Champions] have turned into burning balls of fire. Flames shot up into the sky, and in the red light, this [Sword Guard] had already dodged a hundred meters away. Together with another [Sword Guard], they simultaneously completed the kill of another Sussian mecha from the left and right.

On the brown steep slope in front of Highland 205. Broken tree trunks were lying in various directions. Under the surface of the soil that was lifted up, huge rocks were blasted into craters. Countless blackened craters, large and small, were scattered one after another. Twisted weapons and mecha parts were scattered everywhere. On the ground, the burning wreckage billowed into the sky with billowing black smoke, and the diffuse smoke gathered and dispersed in the erratic wind.

Hundreds of ugly mechas.On this steep slope, among the Sussian mechas, right in front of Chuck’s eyes, they were galloping around at lightning speed! They were like a pack of demonic wolves, looming in the flying dust, ejecting, turning, gathering and dispersing. Their fighting skills are strange and deadly. In front of them, the majestic [Boxing Champion] is like a clumsy sloth, unable to offer any effective resistance except waving their fists in vain.

One after another, [Boxing Champion] turned into burning fireballs in the countless winding black shadows. Violent explosion, on the steep slope of the highland. Like a continuous firework. ….

An extreme fear. Attacked every Soosian.

"God!"

That's not a simple free-roam mecha equipped with an energy cannon. It's a ninth-generation mecha whose performance is overwhelmingly superior to that of the [Boxing Champion]! and. Those driving these mechas are all high-level mecha warriors above level eight!

For a moment, Chuck felt cold all over. He understood that he had made a huge mistake inadvertently!

When the civilian mechas in this world become real mecha warriors, when they possess high-level military mechas with excellent performance, when they obey orders and know how to cooperate, when they no longer fight alone but learn to fight in groups. At this time, they are no longer the militiamen that they once easily defeated!

Decades of hard training and close combat skills accumulated over thousands of years in the free world have given this world a terrifying power - absolutely no country can have so many advanced mecha warriors! There is no such thing as the Binart Empire, the Feyon Republic or any other country.In close combat, the free world is unparalleled!

A demon gathered this terrifying power!

"Stop them!" Chuck roared with eyes wide open: "The 401st Regiment immediately entered the attack position to organize defense, and asked the 2nd Battalion of the 402nd Regiment to shrink their formation to stop them on the spot! We can't let the enemy rush down! Stop them!"

As an excellent frontline commander, Chuck's response was very timely. He keenly saw what other military staff officers had not yet seen. Almost at the same time he gave the order. Group after group of the same ugly mechas emerged from Highland 205. Their ferocious figures emerged.

If the bandits form a counterattack, the consequences will be disastrous! Chuck, who had underestimated his opponent, tried his best to use his brain. He wants to prevent this battle from turning into a catastrophic rout!

"Regiment 402, immediately put all troops into the attack!" Chuck looked at the electronic sand table with a livid face and ordered: "The third battalion is also coming! The regiment reserve team immediately establishes a fire barrier! The enemy must be resolutely blocked in front of our front!" Even if there is only one person left, we cannot take a step back!"

"First captain!"

"arrive!"

The commander of the 401st Regiment, who had been responsible for guarding the headquarters, his eyes jumped.

"Order two battalions to attack from both sides of the battlefield." Chuck said without looking back: "Before the enemy penetrates the second battalion's formation, we must delay the follow-up of the enemy's follow-up troops and delay their attack!"

"Yes! Colonel!" The leader of the 401st regiment jumped on the mecha and flew away.

A series of energy machine cannons fired in front of Cozmo, and dozens of small holes arranged in an arc appeared out of thin air on the ground. Mud splatters.

[Sword] Kicked the ground with ugly anti-joint legs, causing the mecha to roll. After a few shakes, he had already shaken off the lock of the enemy mecha in the distance.The mecha stood up and continued moving forward. The vast land receded rapidly under its feet, and on the high ground behind it, a torrent of black steel was rolling down.

Around Cozmo, hundreds of [Sword Guards] were scattered on the frontal battlefield with a radius of five square kilometers.He was walking on the loose soil and was riding fast. Energy cannons landed on the ground between them, sending up dust and smoke.In smoke balls and thick smoke columns. The bandit mechas are like a group of lions attacking. Their heavy feet tread the ground silently, their tight muscles and flying manes show their strength, and their silent thrust is the most dangerous signal in the world!

The 1st Souss Armored Battalion on a steep slope. It has been broken through. After a firepower net attack and close combat strangulation, there are no more than fifty mechas left. Now they were fleeing under attack from the 2nd Battalion led by Wetherill and the 3rd Battalion led by Baz. The 1st Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the bandit army jumped down the steep slope of the funnel-shaped highland. The task at this moment was to break into the hastily formed blocking position of the 2nd Battalion of the 402nd Regiment of Suss that was arrayed on the plain. ….

Defeat the Suss camp in front of us. The bandit army can launch a counterattack at the enemy's attack position in one go. When the fourth battalion led by Thomas and the sharp knife company led by Markovich enter the battle, the bandits will usher in a brilliant victory!

The clustered figures of Suss mechas magnified infinitely in front of Cozmo's eyes.

This was what Cozmo was thinking when he crashed into the group of Suss mechas like a crazy rhinoceros. But it was the fat man who was gearing up when he set off.

Poor Northern Business Alliance, they don't know that what they will face is fifty sneak attack troops composed of the top mecha warriors of each major genre! What's even more terrifying is that that army is led by that fat man!

God bless those unlucky ones, amen.

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The Lorenzo Agricultural Area in the southeast of Pro Town is a triangle area located between the west area of ​​the central city and Pro Town. Most of it is plain terrain, except for the Qiling Mountains near the southern horizon. The terrain is slightly undulating.The terrain is hilly. The Lourenco River runs through the center of the agricultural area. Jumping over the northern plain, turning a few turns, entering the valley between the hills and slopes, heading south, and finally joining the Kalif River in the southwest direction.

Because of its superior geographical location and fertile soil, Lourenço Agricultural Area has always been the most important food base in the central city of Mars. Its population density is far greater than that of remote agricultural areas, and its transportation roads and urban facilities are also very developed. After the faction war broke out, hundreds of thousands of ordinary people moved out of the central city in order to avoid the war between the major forces.The Lourenço agricultural area is where many people settle down. In just one or two months, a variety of simple houses and temporary tents stretched from the slums on the outskirts of the central city to the agricultural areas, forming a messy city.

The fat man sat in the mecha rubbing his skin, feeling bored in every possible way.

His current location is in the woods on a hill only ten kilometers west of the largest farm in the Lourenco Agricultural Zone.Below him is the Lorenzo No. 5 Bridge where the regional highway and Resource Highway No. 7 intersect.

Under the bridge, which is nearly three kilometers long and four hundred meters wide, the Lourenco River surges. The sound of rolling waves can be heard all the time. The waves hit the bridge piers, forming a semicircular white line. The water falls, merges into the river, and rolls south. The breeze blew through the forest leaves on the hillside, making a soft rustling sound. From time to time, a few crisp bird calls sounded. After attracting the echo of the companions, they disappeared with the flapping of wings.

Fifty cyan mechas lurked silently in the dense woods.

The fat man controlled the mecha, turned over lightly, and pointed the raised metal belly of the mecha at the sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves.

"Who wants to chat?" The fat man opened the cabin, climbed on the belly of the mecha and lay down. He lifted his clothes to reveal his belly. He half-squinted his eyes in the sun, scratched it here and there, and spoke through the headset. Wei Jianshan in the distance said: "Old Wei, are you afraid of doing it for a while?"

The second-level God of War turned his head with a tigerish face and ignored him.

"Don't be afraid!" The fat man consoled him, "It's the first time. It'll be fine once you see the blood. I'll make sure you feel happy soon!"

"Shut up!" Wei Jianshan did not give the supreme leader of the bandit any face. From his point of view, this damn fat man is a born bitch. He doesn’t know how such a guy has grown so big without being hacked to death.

The laughter of the pilots came from the communication channel.

"Haha." The fat man smiled honestly: "Old Wei is thin-skinned!"

"Colonel, how long do we have to wait?" came the voice of George Colter, the first-level mecha commander of the Black Dragon Path.

"What, can't wait any longer?" The bitch was basking in her belly comfortably, feeling very proud.

Fifty mechas.　Except himself, among the remaining forty-nine. There are two mecha war gods, twenty-two first-level mecha commanders, and twenty-five second-level mecha commanders! This does not include the leaders of the major factions who cannot participate in front-line combat due to status reasons and the top-level mecha warriors who were not selected because they were older or joined the bandit army late. ….

He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the golden sunlight in the gap between the tree crowns. Fatty didn't think any country's army could have such a force. And now. This power is already yours! The primary goal of coming to the free world has finally been achieved. Now, there are still factions gathering in Puluo Town through various channels. The signature of the Mutual Aid Alliance has become the final destination for all factions.

If we win the defense battle of Puluo Town again, Fatty believes it. There will be more schools turning to Puluo Town! When the bandit fleet initially forms combat effectiveness...even if it only temporarily gains air superiority over Mars, the bandit ground forces will have a larger strategic space. By that time, no one can stop the bandit army from advancing. Ground pace!

"Hehe. We have a new mecha." Colter said with a smile, "My heart is itching!"

"Scratch!" On the slightly hot metal shell of the mecha, the fat man's white belly rolled around in the sun, groaning from the sun.

"Colonel..." Colter asked: "Over there at Pinch Ridge...can we win?"

Colter's words touched everyone's mind, and the communication channel fell silent for a while.

"Do you think you might lose?" The fat man curled his lips and sighed: "I'm really afraid that those guys will get angry and won't be able to hold back!"

The stagnant atmosphere in the communication channel suddenly became active, and various voices were mixed together. The pilots were talking about it for a while.

"Colter. Don't even think about it, those guys from the Third Regiment. What kind of mecha are they driving?" A second-level commander of Meishin-ryu started the second-guessing attack: "Don't mention the two eighth-generation mechas from the Ground Suss Armored Regiment. Even if there are five or six more, the three regiments can’t lose!”

"That's right! Come and kill one, kill a pair, and who are our bandits afraid of?"

"I like to hear this. When it comes to mecha technology, those guys in Suss can't even compare to our peripheral disciples. They can beat Jueshaliu and Poshanliu with their mechas. If they meet us, where can they be? Singing in opera?"

"Should we leave them clothes or trousers, it all depends on the mood of the men. If we get angry, we will open their anus with an iron rod!"

"When they meet our bandit army, they are unlucky. They don't even think about it. How can they take advantage of our colonel?"

"That's right! Who is our colonel? He eats people without spitting out their bones!"

"Bah, Cleo, are you praising the colonel or scolding him?"

"Slip of the tongue...hehe...slip of the tongue!"

"I'll give these guys a good beating when I get back!" The fat man heard the muscles on his face twitching, and he felt cruel in his heart.

However, Fatty also knew that this was the natural reaction of the pilots to relax. As civilian pilots who have never experienced a real war, they are worried about the situation in Puluo Town at this moment. And this kind of worry can be put aside because of one word, which is enough to show their trust in themselves.

Fatty is not worried about the battle at Pingqiling.

Highland 205 and Highland 261 have already been operating like iron walls. Not only are there combined defensive walls, but there are also invisible fortresses equipped with small energy shields and traps equipped with mecha mines at the nodes of the trenches. Moreover, Highland 205 and Highland 261 serve as mutual barriers. If you cannot capture Highland 205, then there is no way. Want to attack Highland 261. Even if the enemy captures Highland 205, they will still face a condescending attack from Highland 261.

Moreover. Now the Third Regiment of the Underground Army is an elite bandit army equipped with ninth-generation mechas and has received rigorous training. With their own mecha control capabilities and strict tactical discipline development, there is absolutely no problem in conducting a defensive battle against two eighth-generation mecha regiments.

Thinking about it now, Fatty feels that the most cost-effective deal he has made is to raid Silicon Valley.

In Silicon Valley. Not only did he obtain a magnetometer that could change the battle mode of mechas, but he also obtained eleven studios with more than thirty top scientists as the core and their years of research results! ….

these studios.This is not a studio in a certain national academy, this is a super scientific research institution gathered from the entire universe!

In this world where people earn their living based on their ability, no one with a false reputation would dare to hang out here. Those who dare to come here are elites from various fields who are crazy about scientific and technological research! The minds of these scientists are full of all kinds of fantastic ideas. Their computers contain jaw-dropping research results.

If only the Binart Empire or the Feyan Republic knew that there was such a huge treasure in the free world. Fatty believes that these two countries will not hesitate to start a war over this!

However, they just don’t know! Not only do they not know, but the entire human world, including the free world, does not know.

The restrictions and blockade of the free world by the Supreme Council of Mankind have paralyzed too many people.

No one believes that people in the free world dare to break through the resolutions of the Supreme Council of Humanity and manufacture any prohibited weapons displayed on the blockade list. The organizations that govern the free world are nothing more than interest groups.Compared with the Supreme United Council of Humanity, which has almost all human countries, they are not even ants.

If they want to survive, they can become pirates, rob and kill, but they will never dare to touch the cordon set by the Supreme United Council of Mankind! Even if there are fifty aircraft carriers, one thousand battleships, and one hundred thousand military mechas placed in front of them. They didn’t dare to reach out and touch it! Not to mention that they don't have that many troops to control these things. Even if they do, how long can such a small thing last compared to the far-reaching regular armies of human countries?

The free world is a world where the weak eat the strong, but there is a prerequisite for this - everyone in this world must recognize their identity as an exile! No matter how powerful and vicious you are in this world, you must abide by the rules of the game. Once violated. What awaits you is destruction!

But. Just because no one dares to manufacture it doesn’t mean that no one dares to research it!

Especially, for a group of scientific madmen! Many of them did not come to the free world because of crime. The main reason why they came here is because there are no rules and restrictions of mainstream society! They can do whatever experiments they want here!

Of course, these experiments are top secret. They only exist in the most secret laboratories, or even only in the brains of scientists. They have never been exposed, let alone sold for money. Their existence is the most important meaning of these scientists’ lives and the greatest praise for their achievements in life!

For scientists, these research results are more valuable than life! They stop at nothing to get it done and keep it a secret.

Take general energy weapons as an example. Among these scientists from various star regions in the universe, there are many who understand the complete production process.If they had wanted to do it, energy weapons would have been rampant in the free world long ago.However, compared with what they are researching, the manufacturing of ordinary energy weapons is just a technology worth mentioning.

They would never ruin their research for something so self-inflicted. They have more important work to do. They are eager to study artificial intelligence, genetic recombination, orc embryos, elixir of youth, create black holes, destroy the universe... and study why women have virginity.

They are idiots, lunatics.Also a genius. In addition to those jaw-dropping research projects, they also study improved theories of energy weapons, stronger metal materials, major systems of mechas, electronic attack methods and new coded communication systems, new ships, and radars and stealth technology..........

Although these things are kept secret, they actually exist in these laboratories in the free world! ….

Get these people and get the research results accumulated over the years in the hands of these people.This is an absolutely unexpected gain for Fatty. When they invaded Silicon Valley, he never imagined that these lunatics would have these things in their hands. Once many of these projects were known to the Supreme Council of Mankind, they would mean hanging!

Fortunately, these lunatics never thought of making their findings public. At least during their lifetimes, they did not think so. Fortunately, these things fell into the hands of Fatty. And these gains. Directly contributed to the improvement of the bandit army's combat effectiveness!

At the technical meeting where the [Zhangjian] mecha modification was designed, Fatty saw the technology provided by major studios. Back in the room, he smiled at Helen for two hours. He laughed so hard that Helen turned pale and grabbed an energy gun...

Take the current battle of Pingqiling as an example. The reason why Fatty dared to leave it to Markovich after formulating the battle plan was because he had enough trust in the ninth-generation mecha and this group of advanced mecha warriors who could shock the world. In addition, and more importantly, the bandit army possesses a miniature interference aircraft developed by Clover Studio.

This jammer was originally used in space ship battles.This is the key to the entire campaign.

In addition to creating an illusion on the battlefield, the infantrymen who conducted defensive battles in the early stage also had an important task, which was to spread ten micro-jammers throughout the battlefield!

It was the micro-jammers that gave the two electronic mecha platoons of the Suss Armored Regiment an absolute advantage and became the main culprit for the Suss Armored Regiment falling into a trap.The more they trust the intelligence, communications and jamming advantages achieved by electronic mechas. The more you lose, the worse you will lose. Thousands of micro-jammers are enough to turn an entire battlefield with a radius of tens of kilometers into an electronic restricted area!

The fat man scratched his red and itchy belly, turned over into the cockpit, and opened the electronic sandbox program on the console computer.

Five o'clock in the afternoon, this time. The Suss Armored Regiment should have been fooled.

The electronic sandbox in the mecha computer appeared in front of him, and the fat man sighed in frustration.

This new mecha with his appearance was eventually named [Ranger]. Such an apt name for a handsome guy was collectively rejected, which made Fatty very depressed... Rangers are just Rangers, which are better than those technological monsters like "Fat Cat", "Bajie", and "Majin Buu" The name is much better.

Most of the technology for this type of mecha commissioned by Galaxy Mecha Company comes from [Logic] and [God's Gift]. The original drawings provided to Galaxy Mecha Company were the main structural part of the mecha.

The classic humanoid structure of [Warcraft].With the addition of [God-given] system technology. Coupled with the top technologies of major studios, at this moment. The final assembly of [Ranger] has been completed, and various data have surpassed the original [God's Gift]! After installing a magnetometer, Fatty himself now doesn't know which generation of mecha the [Ranger] belongs to. He only knows that the performance of the Ranger is no longer suitable to be measured by the standards of modern mechas.

This is the core strength of the bandit army.

And today, this power will be completely released.

Since we are going to fight, we must have a beautiful fight!

The fat man stared at the electronic sand table. The sand table shows the terrain around Puluo Town. Now, three red arrows are heading straight into Puluo Town from three directions: due south, due east, and northeast.

The fat man chuckled twice. The Northern Business Alliance chose the right time and the right direction for this attack.If the bandit army is armed with a style like the Jue Kill style, and if the bandit army is still a small force with 120 mechas, this attack by the Northern Alliance will definitely be fatal.But now, they underestimate the bandit army!

The four armored battalions deployed by the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment are the core force of the Northern Business Alliance. The two mixed regiments running southwest from the industrial area in the north of the central city are also elite units that have repeatedly fought fiercely with the three major factions. Coupled with the strong advance of the two armored regiments of the Suss Empire from the south, no force in the free world can stop it! ….

It's a pity that Thelwall would not have thought that the bandit army at this moment is no longer the bandit army before! The tug-of-war between him and the three major factions gave the bandits an opportunity to develop and grow!

"With such a small force, they want to kill me." The fat man's mouth almost reached his ears, with a look of disdain. Since he determined the enemy's strength, Fatty has been thinking about playing a big game. The town of Puluo is too small, and the strategic space cannot be maneuvered.Once the Sussian Empire invades the territory with heavy troops, it will immediately be a dead end!

Therefore, Fatty wants to open up the strategic space for the bandit army to survive through this battle.

While sketching on the electronic sand table, suddenly, a report from the top soldiers stationed nearby came from the communication channel.

"Colonel!" The voice of the mecha warrior in charge of the report was trembling with excitement: "The armored battalion of the Northern Alliance has appeared!"

"Coming?" The fat man looked up at the radar display. A few minutes later, a flashing cursor appeared on the edge of the radar screen. Then, the cursor changed to five, ten, and more.

The fat man turned on his telescope. Looking into the distance through the forest leaves. The fields stretch across the plains on the other side of the Lourenço River, stretching as far as the eye can see. The crops in the fields are already half a man tall, with broad leaves growing diagonally upwards, swaying in the breeze. The whole thing looks like an undulating wave.

And on the slightly undulating horizon, several red mechas revealed their figures.This is a mecha with a very beautiful appearance. The slender fuselage, streamlined shell, and even the external armor have been carefully designed and modified, and every line is full of power.

The dozens of mechas walking at the front were in combat mode, while behind them, the same mechas were in highway mode. The fuselage is not extended, the legs are folded together, and the tracks on the thighs and the wheels on the calves are slowly rotating.Between these mechas, there are also heavy trucks, maintenance vehicles and automatic supply vehicles equipped with mechanical arms. The convoy came slowly along the regional highway, one car after another. After a few minutes, the entire road turned into a moving red.

"Two battalions?"

When the statistics of the vanguard appeared on Fatty's computer, he frowned involuntarily.

There are two more battalions, where have they gone?

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