Chapter 799: Here I Come
boom!
The violent explosion, the flames rising from the tall body, are so conspicuous under the gray sky.
"Jenris!"
Seeing this scene, Major Jerome was furious.
Jenris Cuomo, compared to what others are used to calling Captain Jenris, he prefers the name Cuomo Brothers. The two are comrades in the same team since they came to the E75 planet. They died and died in the past two years. Go, Cuomo is for a few old comrades in arms.
But now, right in front of his eyes, the cockpit was pierced directly by five Gauss rifles.
Blood mist mixed with fragments sprayed out directly.
"Damn it!"
Jerome's teeth in the cockpit were almost gritted.
The five mechas attacked together, but they didn't expect to be ambushed by the opponent at the beginning.
And in this case, the aggregation tactics that Jerome formulated at the beginning were directly cut in half.
If they continue to attack according to the established plan, I'm afraid they will be defeated by the opponent's mechs one by one.
"The sixth-generation stinging bee mecha of the Gaddo Empire... This is not the mecha that the Imperial Army's 33rd theater should have. Their mecha should be the melee-type Twilight Mecha!"
Beside Mu Fan, he adjusted the bench for the eyepiece and murmured.
As a part-time mechanical maintenance engineer in the company, he knew exactly what model the opponent's mecha was. However, at this moment, the five light red shooting mechs protruding from their heads caused great doubts in his cognition.
"Obviously, the attackers this time are no longer simply the Imperial Army in Theater 33." Standing beside him, Mu Fan said silently.
Hearing Mu Fan's words, the bench looked over in shock, the content derived from these words was terrifying enough.
"You mean that other theaters of the Imperial Army united to break through from us!? Yes, only this kind of argument can work. But in this case, the strength of our company..." In the end, I couldn't continue, because the ending might be different. into a very bad direction.
To be precise, it should be "anti-breakthrough", because the other party mistakenly thinks that it is the first to act first because they have obtained false information.
Mu Fan lay on the rock without saying a word, looking calmly at the battlefield in the distance.
"Be careful, I'll leave for a while."
After thinking about it, Mu Fan patted the bench next to him and said in a deep voice.
"No, the officer specifically ordered me to come with you. Don't make Joe angry. It's scary when he gets angry." The bench looked at Mu Fan and shook his head vigorously.
"Believe me."
Mu Fan pressed the shoulder of the bench firmly with his palm, and the young corporal who was not a few years older than him finally nodded.
"Don't be a deserter."
"Um."
Mu Fan walked to the edge of the staggered floor, looking at the nearly ten-meter vertical drop below his feet.
The staggered level below is another staggered rock platform less than three meters wide.
Sweeping his gaze from below, Mu Fan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
The next step... is to save yourself.
Then he opened his hands, like the piety of a pilgrim welcoming the rising sun, and stood in the shape of a cross against the wind.
"Private, what are you doing!?"
Then, under the shocking eyes of the bench behind him, Mu Fan stood on tiptoe, and then fell straight forward like this.
The violent air flow brushed past his ears, and Mu Fan fell straight down from the air like this. The sound of wind, gunshots, and explosions seemed to be all still at this moment.
Mu Fan's heart completely calmed down at this moment, and all his thoughts were clearly listed in his mind.
Then, those extremely calm eyes opened.
"I am coming……"
The whole body begins to press down and rotate, and the muscles of the whole body begin to activate.
Five meters, three meters, one meter...
boom!
Cobweb-like cracks instantly appeared on the rough rock formation, and a circle of smoke rose.
When the dust cleared, a figure with one hand and one knee on the ground appeared.
"Mu Fan!!"
That's exactly what happened when the bench rushed desperately to the edge of the staggered level.
Mu Fan's back arched like a cheetah, his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from the string.
"...It's not night."
The bench murmured, and when the last word fell, Mu Fan had already rushed into the secret passage tens of meters away from him.
...
When they saw the remaining four mechas of the Federation scattered like frightened birds.
Lieutenant Colonel Nemehya of the 33rd Theater of the Imperial Army showed a sneer on his face, "Since you are a bait, you must do your due diligence. How can only one gun knight be enough? In order to meet your sharp knife assault, I have applied for three mechas." Camp."
The sixth-generation B-level shooting mech——Stinging Bee!
The sixth-generation B-class melee assault mech——Twilight!
The sixth-generation B-class heavy-duty defense mech——Salamander!
There are three different types of mecha battalions, with a total of 60 mechas.
As a result, only a group of five stinging bee mechas were dispatched, which scared the opponent into a panic.
"A group of five mechas, mixed formation, 180-degree fan-shaped area search, and infantry team coordinated attack. Focus on the direction in which the four mechas are escaping."
"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel!"
When the order of the imperial army was issued, the seemingly scattered troops on the intricate hilly rock formations instantly began to gather tall mechs as a guide for tactics.
Two federal mechas were retreated in the southeast and southwest directions respectively.
So the small group of troops immediately began to focus on gathering in these two directions.
The imperial frontier army that no longer hides its strength, when the twelve mecha squads appeared, the morale blow to the garrison in the Fire Hills area was almost devastating.
The federal troops, which were being attacked in five theaters at the same time and were retreating steadily, began to desperately contact the division headquarters of the 104th Division.
However, the result was that the main force of the 104th Division was dragged in the Huiridge Ridge theater and could not arrive at all.
So now, on the internal captain communication channel, officers from the other four theaters were arguing desperately with Major Jerome.
"There are 43 fighters remaining in Area A."
"There are 36 people left in Area B."
"Area C..."
Listening to the voices anxiously reporting the situation, Jerome glanced at the number of correspondents displayed on the light curtain on the left... 27.
He couldn't help closing his eyes in pain, but then shouted with red eyes: "There are 27 people in Area D!"
"Jerome, when will the fucking reinforcements come, and all our soldiers will die if they attack us again!"
"48 hours! We must arrive within 48 hours. If we delay before they come, we will win."
"Bah! It's been less than 6 hours now, and you told me 48 hours. Our division's order is to play by ear, but it's definitely not to use this place as a meat grinder to consume vital energy!"
"Trust me!" Jerome's chicken coop head was raised high at this moment, just like the owner's emotions.
Jerome's psychological pressure at the moment is beyond imagination, his comrades sacrificed, and the number of soldiers was reduced rapidly.
"hold on……"
"I can't wait. If I fight again, there will be no one left. I only have three mechas, and we are going to stretch the front line in Area E. Goodbye!" An officer's angry voice sounded, and then the number of people in the team's channel decreased by one.
The atmosphere was a little depressing, or the commanders in the remaining four theaters were not united in their thinking.
The 104th division has already let go and can play by ear, but now the nearest 149th division says it will come to support.
There was a rare silence in the radio channel, but the running pace of the mecha did not stop.
Using the intricate mountainous terrain to conduct guerrilla warfare is currently the only way out.
Under a raised rock, there was a figure clinging tightly.