Volume 7 Chapter 12 Codename Lingchi

It rained incessantly.

A large amount of rainwater does not even have time to soak into the soil, but it gathers into thousands of trickles and flows along the terrain to low-lying areas. In the heavy rain, the tree trunks, rocks, and roads all seemed to be covered with a flickering water film by the running water. A trace of ripples appeared and disappeared under the starlight.

An ugly black mecha ran silently in the rain.

Slopes, ditches, and woods. Every time the mecha's anti-joint mechanical legs kick the ground, it can jump dozens of meters. Among the dense rain lines hanging in the sky, it looks like a black bird, A leopard full of explosive power.

In the cockpit of the mecha, a young warrior with short dark brown hair, a thin build, and slender eyes as sharp as an eagle was controlling the mecha to fly all the way in stealth mode while constantly adjusting his far vision. instrument and mecha radar.

The young mecha warrior has a simple name - Adi Sachi, a second-level mecha knight of the Phantom stream.

Perhaps, it should be said that he was a former second-level mecha knight. Since joining the bandit army, the rapid progress in mecha martial arts has made all the former mecha knight mecha commanders no longer interested in the title that they worked hard to climb. Because, in the field of mecha warriors, they not only have a new career definition, but they have also reached a new height.

In their own words, going to the promotion competition now is no longer a question of whether they can improve their level, but what should really be improved. It’s the previous fighter assessment system! Otherwise, just like the previous requirements, the warriors will stay in the bandit army for a few months. It can scare the jaws of those picky and demanding examiners.

And Saatchi is the best selected among the fighters. However, he failed to enter the sharp knife company. His characteristics allowed him to enter another enviable special unit - the hunter team in the reconnaissance company directly under the regiment!

This team was formed by Fatty himself. In an armored regiment, there is only one fixed team of twenty people. And every member who joins the team is the best among the scouts. They received training in reconnaissance subjects and critical attack subjects at the same time, and also received individual guidance from Fatty. They have the identification, concealment, escape capabilities and super sneak attack capabilities to survive independently in harsh war environments.

Their task is to wander around the main force. Like a lone wolf, conduct reconnaissance, block battlefield information and hunt freely.

The mecha quickly passed through the woods and soared into the sky. In the powerful jet stream of the auxiliary thruster that was activated instantly, like a big bird, it flew across a valley nearly two hundred meters wide and penetrated into the mountain on the other side. In the woods. A few minutes later, the running mecha stopped with a red dot. Blinking on the radar.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Sage's mouth. If it weren't for the multi-dimensional array radar developed by Science Monsters, it would be really not easy to detect a single mecha in stealth mode. He turned on his telescope, pointed at the direction where the red dot appeared, and waited quietly. A moment later, a red mecha appeared in front of him.

Sage didn't take any action, just lurking quietly. Watching. It wasn't until the red mecha disappeared from the telescope screen that he emerged from the dense woods at the foot of the hillside like a civet cat.

Ugly black mecha. Sneak silently along the opposite route of the red mecha.

After five minutes, Sage stopped. In front of him, a flowing light stretched and moved the shadows on the forest leaves. In the distance, there was a low roar of an engine!

Saatchi's heart was beating violently uncontrollably. This is his first mission. It was also his first achievement since joining the bandit army - the locations of the two armored battalions that Colonel Fatty had let go were finally found!

Protown. ***brightly lit.

Residents stood quietly by the windows, watching groups of bandit soldiers in blue uniforms marching hurriedly on the street with dense footsteps. Heavy-duty trucks and transport mechas loaded with munitions roared past the streets. Simple troop carriers and troop transport mechas with only skeletons flowed in an endless stream.

The residents were informed that the Northern League was attacking the town of Plo. The bandits have issued a level one combat readiness alert. Residents are asked to take shelter in air raid shelters as much as possible.

However, even if many air-raid shelters were temporarily dug and expanded, they would not be able to accommodate more than two million people.

"You think, can we win?" A young mother held her child in her arms, rocking it gently while looking at her husband on the balcony with a sad face.

As a woman, she didn't quite understand the current situation. Those were the things that men were fighting over. She only knew that with the protection of the bandit army, Puluo Town had finally maintained peace in this war-torn world. Although food and energy are still rationed, compared with the central city where the gunfire is constantly ringing, this place is simply paradise.

However, the woman who was always frightened by the world was not sure how long the troops whose eyes lit up when her husband mentioned it could protect the town of Puluo. Although she didn't know much about military affairs, at least she could see the extremely simple personnel carriers, mechas and ugly energy cannons on the streets. Compared with the mighty and majestic armies in TV and movies, this bandit army was just like a group of militia. Everything is made by oneself. Can these weapons compete with regular weapons like the Suss Empire?

"We can win!" The man hugged his woman and child hard, blocked the wind on the balcony with his broad chest, and gave the woman hope in the most determined tone: "I can definitely win!"

"Boom!" A loud noise suddenly came from the southwest of Puluo Town. The couple standing hugging each other, as well as the soldiers and residents on the street, all suddenly turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

People were shocked to find that almost in the blink of an eye, the southwest sky was illuminated by patches of successive flashes of light. There was a violent explosion. The sound of the cannon broke the silence of the night in an instant, like tens of thousands of thunder exploding at the same time. Earth-shaking, endless!

"Wow!" The child in the woman's arms was frightened and woke up. He closed his eyes, waved his little hands, and cried.

In her husband's strong embrace, the woman turned her back, gently lifted her clothes, and stuffed her nipple into the child's mouth.

tears. Suddenly it fell down.

She didn't know if her child would grow up yet.

Sneaking all the way, the Super Sharp Knife Company, led by Fatty, silently took advantage of the cover of darkness and arrived at the North Second District in the core area of ​​Central City. .

The originally prosperous North Second District has become a deserted area. As far as the eye can see, there is desolation

In addition to the solid space city, more than half of the surrounding residential and commercial buildings have collapsed. On the mountain of ruins. The twisted metal structure stood alone. The walls of the building are full of large holes punctured by shells. The steel bars in the concrete were exposed, pulling on the fallen wall and making it shaky. A breeze blew by, and fine white dust rose from the ruins. Paper and garbage on the street were swirling, flying from one end of the street to the other.

Fifty cyan mechas silently turned into a community and stopped. After passing through five non-NATO defense zones and the Northern Alliance's expanded observation line, the front is not far away. This is the defense line of the Northern Alliance.

The entire community is already deserted. Without opening the canopy, the soldiers could smell the stench in the air. From the remaining gardens, one can still imagine the quiet and elegant environment here before the war, but now. Buildings have collapsed, tall trees have been broken, flowers and plants in the garden have died, and the ground is in a mess.

"Everyone open the map file I sent." Fatty started the pre-war preparation meeting in the communication channel: "The red triangle mark number 1 in the upper left corner is the subordinate armed force of the Northern Alliance, the base of the former Warrior Mercenary Group, and also our base. The main target of this operation.

This base is the enemy's current main base. The Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment has three battalions. Just stay here. According to reports from our observation point in Central City. There are many heavy trucks coming in and out here. Except for the west part of the city, the Central City is basically controlled by the Northern Alliance. Therefore, this base that radiates the front line in the western region is also the enemy's material center. What we have to do is to completely destroy this place! "

With that said, the fat man clicked on the battle plan in the upper corner of the map. Each combat route, time, attack method and other data are refreshed on the computers of the warriors at the same time.

Fatty said: "Now, let's talk about the specific steps of the operation. First, we will launch an assault on the enemy's defense line on Xiangxiang Street at 5 o'clock in the morning. Then, we will quickly move northeast. Before 5:10, we will pass through the inland river. After concentrating firepower to destroy the bridge and blocking the siege of the enemy infantry, we will pass through the city along the river to the southeast without exchanging fire with any enemy troops along the way. 5:20"

The mecha warriors listened carefully to Fatty's deployment. The entire operation was broken down very finely by Fatty, and they made sufficient backup plans when encountering unknown situations. Gradually, the outline of an incredible attack operation appeared in everyone's mind. In front of you.

Completely destroyed! This fat man is really not joking. His plan has calculated almost all possible situations and the enemy's mobilization routes, time differences, and troop strength. His actions are in constant motion. This is necessary.

"The action plan is codenamed." Fatty sneered and said the word that everyone was thinking: "Lingchi!"

After carefully recalling the details of the battle plan, everyone's eyes gradually lit up. A stream of blood rushed to the top of his head. To be able to do this for one game, even if it fails, is earth-shattering!

"Okay, now take the time to urinate anywhere! In half an hour, we will launch the attack!" The fat man gave the order, and the group of men who had already held back their urination suddenly dispersed.

Opening the cockpit and taking out his penis, the fat man ejaculated angrily into the wind. Suddenly, the emergency communicator beeped.

Is it Markovich or Protown base? Anyway, the setting is to connect automatically. The fat man didn't look back, lowered his head and concentrated on the operation. A cold wind blew by. The round body trembled

Damn, luckily I hid quickly and was almost blown back by the wind? The woman in the picture looks familiar. Why is she looking under her?

Looking at the fat man with a confused look on his face, Fang Xiang almost went crazy.

She didn't expect that after she connected to the communication, what she saw was

Being completely unprepared, I just stared blankly at the fat man with his back turned to him, his head buried in the cold and shivering. His body was still shaking, and he was guessing what he was doing. Suddenly this guy jumped up and turned around, but there were more than ten senior officers gathered in the room!

"What are you doing?" The fat man quickly zipped up his zipper, his face turned pale.

"The Sixth and Seventh Battalions of the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment have already exchanged fire with the main force of the Bandit Armored Regiment! The enemy has invested about one battalion in front of them. In the first wave of attacks, our troops suffered losses."

At the Northern Alliance Command Headquarters, Ferler looked at the map carefully while listening to the military staff report.

"One hundred and twenty-five kilometers west of the Lourenco River." Fairer looked at the coordinates of the battle area between the two sides on the map. He smiled contemptuously: "Simple! You want to eat two of my battalions with such a simple roundabout? Don't they know that launching an attack in such a place will expose many problems?"

"What do you mean?" Thelwall looked at the map, slapped his forehead, turned around and asked the staff officer: "The enemy does not have infantry to coordinate the attack?"

"No!" The staff officer looked at the battle report in his hand.

"Order the Sixth and Seventh Battalions to pay attention to the river on the left wing. The enemy will inevitably make a detour from there, leaving one company to establish blocking positions on the high ground on both wings. The main force quickly breaks away from the battle. Orders the Eighth and Ninth Battalions to quickly move south to the southwestern part of Puluo Town. No. 25 kilometers of Resource Highway e intersects. Order other troops to speed up their advance. Send out scouts to conduct reconnaissance on the outer positions of Puluo Town. If enemy troops are found to be shrinking, all troops must arrive at the designated location in the second plan before seven o'clock. ." Fairler quickly issued a series of instructions without even thinking about it.

From the fact that the bandits launched an attack no more than ten kilometers away from the outer positions of Puluo Town, he knew that the bandits had already reduced their defense line. This was originally what he expected. It is not surprising that the main force of the bandit army took the initiative to attack, trying to eat up the attacking forces of the Northern Alliance before the encirclement was formed.

Obviously, the bandit army chose the nearest. The road with the fewest troops. Fairler sneered. Of course the bandit army would not know this, as early as the beginning of the division of troops. The four battalions of the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment exist as bait. Frontline commanders are well prepared for possible ambush. In the hilly area in the western part of Puluo, the four armored battalions have always maintained a distance of less than an hour from each other. As long as they are attacked along the way, the pincer offensive will suddenly tighten!

If the Puluo Town bandit army dares to invest all its main troops here, the most elite armored force of the Northern Alliance will stick to them! Buy time for the other three attack arrows. Fairler believed that no infantry defense line could stop his forced attack. .

After taking a sip of coffee, Fairler asked calmly: "When will the 1st and 2nd Warrior Regiments that have withdrawn from Bering Harbor arrive at Protown?"

"Eighteen hours!" the staff officer replied.

"Very good!" Fairler smiled slightly. This game is starting to become a bit interesting. I really hope that Puluo Town can persist until it uses its reserve forces. Although they were a bit immature in terms of tactics, their strong fighting power gave me some surprises. Even the arrogant Suss Armored Regiment when they first came to the free world suffered at their hands. It can be seen that their combat effectiveness even exceeded their expectations.

But it's a pity that the hero from the Lelei Federation was just a lucky guy who was born as a mechanical repairman. For a battle that required precise calculations, he still needed to learn.

Fairler looked at the time. It was 5:06 in the morning, and the night had passed by unconsciously. Now that the bandit army has launched an attack, it means that all variables in the preparation stage of the battle have been put on the table. There is nothing to worry about until other troops arrive at the designated location and launch an attack.

He turned his head, smiled and said to Thelwall: "It's been another two boring hours. Maybe we should go have something to eat first. There seems to be a lot left in the bottle of Bordeaux you opened for last night's dinner."

As he was talking, suddenly, a staff officer suddenly stood up from the seat in front of the center console. The seat made a harsh grinding sound when it moved.

Fairler frowned when he was interrupted, but saw the staff officer running quickly in front of him and said in panic: "The defense line of Perfume Street in the West Second District was attacked by a small group of unidentified troops. The warriors who had just taken over the shift The defense zone of the 1st Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 3rd Mecha Regiment was breached. After three minutes of fighting, 107 of our troops were killed and 64 injured. Five Rafale mechas and 11 fire element mechas were destroyed."

The staff officer's words made Feierle and Thelwall freeze in place, their eyes widening. They didn't even notice that the reckless staff officer didn't use honorifics in his report. "How many enemies are there?" Thelwall stared at the staff officer and asked quickly: "What are the enemy casualties?"

"The specific number is unknown," the staff officer muttered, sweating profusely: "It is said that no more than two platoons exchanged fire for a short time. The enemy attacked them sneakily and there were no casualties."

"What did you say?" Fairler grabbed the communication record in the staff's hand and glanced at it quickly. His dark face suddenly turned livid.

What the staff officer reported was not a firefight, this was simply a lightning-fast massacre!

The dim living cabin was crowded with people on dozens of rusty cylindrical beds.

Some people are playing poker boredly. Some people were bending in and out of the aisles filled with salutes and hanging clothes, while more people stayed in their beds in a daze, or stared at the old flat-screen TVs with bad pictures to pass away without even a glance. time.

All kinds of sounds came from time to time above the head, under the feet, and beside me. There are the roars of machines, the chirps of life-support systems, curses, coughs, and murmurings, as well as the annoying footsteps of children running around and the constant knocking in the engine room. .

This is an old cargo ship. No one knows how old this ship is. No one cares either. As long as it can take everyone away from LeLei, and as long as it doesn't break up when passing the jumping point, this is the best ship in the universe.

You know, being able to find a position on such a ship is already a great thing for ordinary Lelei people. It is not an exaggeration to say that the ticket for this ship is hard to find. If anyone dares to hold a ticket and shout to sell it before the ship leaves the port, he will immediately be jumped on by the red-eyed people and crushed to death!

LeLei's central system has been breached.

If you don't leave, you won't have the chance to leave in the future.

In the crowded cabin, people were minding their own business doing whatever they could to kill time.

There was only one girl, sitting quietly. It seems that he is thinking about someone. .