The [Antenna] activated electromagnetic interference, covering an attack area with a radius of five kilometers. If it is not directly destroyed within half an hour, the [Antenna] is the absolute master here. No signal can escape its cage. Even if the imperial army has more powerful electronic countermeasure weapons and wants to struggle out of the disadvantage and gain the upper hand, it will be at least half an hour later.

One [Wrath] and six Warrior Pioneers stayed behind to protect the [Antenna]. Other single-soldier mechas have entered the assault line. As soon as the electromagnetic interference was activated, like a surging herd of horses, the mechas launched a collective surprise attack.

The charge of armored combat units on the battlefield has a very terrifying momentum. The charge of dozens of single-soldier mechas can be said to be earth-shattering. This kind of action that startles the snake has a very good effect. The alarm sounded in the base, and the sound of the guard mechas starting up was clearly audible. Five hundred meters away, the charging federal mechas launched the first batch of missiles. Every time Yuri saw the salvo of missiles, he would sigh. It was so much like the scene under the microscope in science documentaries. Especially the part where the sperm missiles attack the egg castle. It's really beautiful. He has always been very curious about how those science documentaries were filmed. In the end, he learned that it was simulated by computers using real images. It's so deceiving. Yuri is very regretful.

The missiles accurately hit the gate and the wall. With the sound of explosions, the gate and the temporary steel wall were blown high, and dust was flying. The entire wall was blown open a gap of nearly a hundred meters. Inside was just the mecha parking area of the guard battalion. The imperial soldiers in underpants were desperately climbing onto the mechas.

How could Yuri let their mechas start up? He was the first to rush forward. The dilapidated mecha charged forward in a strange posture, like a beast.

The visible areas were quickly destroyed. Such surprise attacks usually do not encounter too much resistance. After all, the power of energy machine guns and missiles is enough to make them lie down again when the opponent just wakes up.

Two rows of barracks were quickly cleared. There was no living person on the mechas in the parking area who could board. Yuri has always had a rule when fighting. If he can't give the opponent a chance, he won't give it. Even if they beg, he won't give it. Once he starts, he will fight to the end. However, as a timid person, he has always only thought about it in his heart. Before joining the army, this guy has never fought once. Although every time he had a conflict with others, he gritted his teeth and secretly encouraged himself in his heart. In the end, he still gave up and tried to make peace.

I'm fucking born a pacifist. Too compassionate. Can't bear to see people bleed. Otherwise, I would definitely do this... and that... The scene is extremely bloody, violent, and cruel... The fat man boasted to his friends.

This is not a fight, but a real life-and-death battle on the battlefield. Perhaps it's because he has already killed people on the way of escape and passed this psychological barrier. Perhaps in the war, human psychology has different degrees of variation. Anyway, Yuri now doesn't regard the enemies in front of him as real living people at all. When the machine gun of Logic swept over these imperial soldiers in only underpants and turned them into a splash of flesh and blood, Yuri didn't feel disgusted or afraid at all. Instead, he became excited and started to advance into the base alone in his dilapidated mecha.

The artillery fire began to extend, and missiles and artillery fire spread into the base. Some imperial mechas that were farther away finally appeared. Some were patrolling mechas nearby, and others survived in the extended artillery fire of the federal mechas. The firepower of the federal army began to be suppressed. When all the federal mechas had just cut into the base gate in an orderly manner and divided into two arrows to penetrate deeply, Yuri had already collided head-on with the oncoming imperial mechas alone.

Twenty to one. The fat man quickly analyzed the situation.

A missile flew over and hit the chest of the [Logic] mecha exactly. The dilapidated mecha immediately fell to the ground. The huge explosion blew a big hole in the entire chest of Logic. The damaged circuits inside were exposed to the air, sparking and emitting black smoke all over.

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The imperial soldiers found it very strange. What is this dilapidated thing? Something that dies with one shot dares to charge first. When did the federation become so poor?

However, the sneaking federal army had already attacked the base. The guard company responsible for the defense at the gate could not possibly have any resistance force in such dense artillery fire. Therefore, the imperial mechas that had no time to think about it all ran past this destroyed federal mecha and rushed forward. There was a mecha that was still not at ease and gave this pile of junk on the ground a shot with an energy cannon. There was no response... It almost scrapped an imperial mecha that stepped directly over the junk and rushed towards the gate.

This scene shocked the soldiers of the special reconnaissance company.

"Can't be? The deputy company commander who just came this afternoon is killed like this?"

"Fatty, fatty!"

"He's very cunning. Why did he go crazy as soon as the fight started?"

"The mecha is definitely scrapped. I don't know if the person is still alive."

"There is such a big hole in the chest. He must be dead."

"All-out assault. Retrieve the deputy company commander's mecha."

"Take revenge, take revenge!"

The regional communication channel of the special reconnaissance company was in chaos. No one expected that this fat man who had just met would be killed by the enemy so quickly. Did this fat man eat gunpowder? He rushed in alone.

Just when they thought Yuri had sacrificed, behind those more than twenty imperial mechas, the dilapidated Warcraft III that couldn't be uglier actually stood up again.

The soldiers of the reconnaissance company were filled with tears. This was a heroic scene. The dilapidated Warcraft was like a warrior who had just climbed up from hell again. Two missiles hit the imperial mecha that ran past it at close range. Then, the mechanical arm of Warcraft grabbed another imperial single-soldier mecha and smashed the cockpit to pieces with one punch.

What a tragic scene this is. Behind the re-erected Warcraft III, there are at least forty or fifty imperial mechas swarming over.

Forty to one?

Several energy cannonballs hit the dilapidated Warcraft III.

The mecha tragically fell down again in the flames.

"Fatty!"

"Fight!! Hit them hard!"

"Charge! Take revenge for the deputy company commander!"

The enraged federal soldiers began their charge. The two [Wrath] responsible for fire support let out angry roars. The six energy cannon barrels fired hundreds of cannonballs, like a ribbon dancing in the night. Wherever it passed, everything was reduced to ashes. The two missile launchers were almost constantly firing high-explosive missiles. The huge explosions soared straight into the sky.

The two arrows of single-soldier mechas quickly intersected and separated dozens of arriving imperial mechas. Without communication command and with the radar and weapon locking systems malfunctioning, how could the imperial mechas that rely entirely on manual operation be the opponents of these well-trained federal special reconnaissance soldiers who had taken the initiative?

The dilapidated Warcraft mecha stood up again...

Several soldiers of the first company cried...

"This is courting death!" they thought. "The deputy company commander is so brave! So fearless!"

Among the swarming imperial mechas, Warcraft fell down...

The soldiers of the special reconnaissance company began to feel strange...

Warcraft stood up again...

Warcraft fell down...

Warcraft again...

Again and again... The dilapidated mecha in the middle of the surging imperial mechas continuously ambushed one imperial mecha after another.

The fat man who had tasted the sweetness was enjoying it and couldn't stop. His acting skills of feigning death in his dilapidated mecha became more and more proficient in the battle.

"Fatty! What the hell are you doing?!"

A howl from Rashid came from the channel.

The tears on the faces of all the federal soldiers dried up... They felt that they seemed to have been tricked by that despicable fat man.

"Despicable!"

A chorus of curses came from the channel.