"First Company." Rek opened the communication channel: "Adopt a wave attack. Your mission is to break through the industrial area in a straight line and occupy the lightweight building material factory in the Southern District. After that, don’t worry, Second Company will provide you with cover."
"Yes!" First Company Commander quickly responded. He pulled the control lever, and the cha took a large step forward. The already assembled team quickly followed. With the roar of engines, the cha group surged out of the defensive line like a tide, running faster and faster.
The tactic formulated by Rek was the wave attack commonly used by the Hunter Corps. As the first wave of the attacking units, they had only one task, which was to capture important targets in the shortest ti. As for the flanks and rear, they didn’t bother at all, since the second and third waves of attacking units would naturally provide cover.
The performance of the Ninth Generation [Warhamr] made such a wave attack invincible. Often, the enemy would completely collapse under such a powerful attack.
First Company, with over a hundred chas, ford three triangle attack formations, one in front and two behind. Despite the increasing speed, they did not scatter. Every step of each cha was on the rhythm points morized through countless trainings and battles.
No need for flying flags, no need for resounding war drums, and no fierce artillery fire. These over a hundred chas, rushing forward, naturally exuded a grand montum of overwhelming force just by their running.
First Company quickly crossed the open ground outside the Southern District. When a squad of chas served as the vanguard and first entered Highway No. 3 leading to the lightweight building material factory, their target beca very obvious. Seeing these Desic chas advancing in a straight line towards the ruins of the building material factory on the hillside instead of marching along Highway No. 2, the hidden Leray people in the industrial area seed to panic.
The lightweight building material factory on the high ground was the highest point of the entire industrial area! There were only ten chas defending there.
Dozens of [Warrior] chas near the Southern District, disregarding their exposed positions, ran wildly along another route towards the lightweight building material factory. They attempted to intercept First Company’s advance halfway.
Seeing the panicked Leray people rushing out from their hiding places, Rek laughed heartily. These clumsy and laughable Leray people, only caring about their own sches, imagined dragging the First Battalion into urban warfare to offset their cha disadvantages. But they didn’t expect that Rek had already hit their fatal weakness in one move!
The First Battalion, with absolute superiority in both manpower and chas, had no need to tangle with these rat-like broken chas in the maze-like ruins. As long as they occupied the high ground of the Southern District, the follow-up troops could use oppressive attacks, combined with the precise fire strikes and extensive fire coverage from the high ground, to eliminate the hidden Leray chas one by one.
First Company’s speed increased rapidly; the narrow road covered by ruins did not slow them down. Each [Warhamr] was leaping and advancing through the ruins, as light and nimble as a herd of antelopes leaping over obstacles.
On their left flank, dozens of [Warrior] chas were rushing in, their speed far inferior to the [Warhamr], but they had the advantage of a shorter distance. At this mont, racing towards certain death, the gap between them and First Company was closing. It was evident that both sides would collide when First Company took the right-side uphill road.
"Hmph!" First Company Commander glanced at the left flank, snorted coldly, and a nacing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His task was to take the lightweight building material factory. The Leray chas attempting to intercept them were originally supposed to be handled by the Second Company behind them. This fact actually made him sowhat frustrated.
But now it seed there was no need to wait for the Second Company; in a few minutes, First Company could righteously turn those [Warriors] into their own achievents. Second Company? Let them watch and envy from behind!
The distance between both sides was closing. Through the gaps in the chaotic ruins, the chas on both sides appeared intermittently. Just as First Company was about to reach the crossroad, with a "boom", a [Warhamr] at the forefront of the formation suddenly turned into a fireball.
This sudden attack shocked the entire First Company. A Ninth Generation [Warhamr] being destroyed so abruptly in front of them defied all logic!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." A series of explosions followed. This ti, it was the Second Company at First Company’s rear left. Watching Second Company’s location being surrounded by horrifyingly dense explosions, all the soldiers of First Company were in a state of shock!
It was the sound of cha landmines, the very place First Company had just passed through!
Before the soldiers of First Company could fully realize the hellish scene of flas and explosions, countless chas erged from the ruins, workshops, and behind buildings, appearing before them. The next second, a barrage of energy cannons and missiles swept towards them.
"Disperse... Take cover!" First Company Commander roared. He realized they had walked into a trap and could only instinctively give orders. But exposed in the enemy’s precise firepower circle, where could the soldiers hide?
The artillery fire imdiately raised a cloud of dust in the sky.
Violent explosions lifted debris and rubble into the air, shrouding the sky.
The sounds of explosions rged into one. Red and white energy bullets flew in crisscross patterns. Whistling tracking missiles curved down from the sky and struck.
No one expected such seamless coordination among the Leray chas, such precise shooting, and such accurate fire control! One after another, the [Warhamr] chas were hit by energy bullets from all directions. Amid the flickering and changing energy shields, they eventually turned into fireballs in the explosions, like a string of ignited firecrackers.
In this narrow area, there’s not even a place to hide!
"Charge!" The First Company Commander, unwilling to sit and await doom, quickly made a decision. Dozens of chas under his command charged towards the crossroad where dozens of [Warriors] were crazily pouring fire. Only by leveraging the Ninth Generation cha’s advantages and completely dispersing the enemy’s fire circle could they find a slim chance for survival!
It was an extrely difficult journey. In just a few hundred ters, more than ten chas fell under the swift and coordinated concentrated fire of the Leray people.
"Kill!" The First Company Commander roared wildly, and in the final sprint, his cha leaped with all its might toward a [Warrior Leader] in front!
Rek painfully closed his eyes. More than forty [Warhamrs] that reached the enemy were chopped down like vegetables by those dilapidated [Warriors]. The strength, speed, and agility displayed by those [Warriors] were definitely not sothing a Seventh Generation cha could possess.
They were a pack of wolves in sheep’s clothing! Twenty minutes. In just twenty minutes, a fully equipped battalion ard with Ninth Generation cha was annihilated!
This was a mistake. This mistake was forged the mont he underestimated the enemy. What two hundred chas... The cunning enemy had hidden a full two battalions here! As for why his own [Backdrop] was deceived, Rek already understood when he saw those twenty Eighth Generation [Listenings] of the enemy.
Both were Eighth Generation electronic chas, and many electronic asures of [Listening] were similar to [Backdrop]. Using [Listening] to deceive [Backdrop] was really not a task requiring much technical content.
And that seemingly careless high point was precisely the bait used by the Leray people to lure the First Battalion. The road to the high ground was full of traps.
"Kill !" Rek quietly looked at the Leray cha beside him.
The First Company had already been wiped out. The Third Company, following to its right rear side, also encountered the sa ambush. Only the Second Company, which stepped into the enemy’s ticulously designed minefield, had less than one-third of its chas struggling desperately amidst heavy siege. As for Rek, he was captured by more than ten ferocious Leray chas right at the start of the battle.
Rek was sowhat confused. He didn’t understand how these old Seventh Generation chas had such formidable strength, and he didn’t understand why the control level of these chanical warriors was so high!
In their bizarre close combat, the guard squad protecting Rek was completely taken down within minutes. They didn’t even have a chance to fight back!
However, these were not things Rek needed to consider anymore. Such a crushing defeat, he only wished for death.
"We will release you!" A short colonel smiled at Rek. His words surprised Rek: "You only need to bring two videos back to your division commander. I think this will have so benefits for you."
Rek saw the video. In the video, Stephen had a hole blown into his head by a fat sniper.
Rek sneered, "Even if Stephen is dead, your Prisk is also gone. As long as Gazalin’s group of foolish nobles can hold on for a few more hours, we can turn the tide." He looked disdainfully at the short colonel: "You think our division commander will retreat just based on this video? Naive!"
The colonel still smiled, showing no anger: "I said, there are two videos. You’ve only seen one; there’s still another one!"
Rek then watched the other video, and in infinite shock, he finally had nothing to say.
In the video, that Fatty sohow obtained a [Holy Sword] 18 cha. Moreover, during the search everywhere, this cha calmly followed a shift-changing group of soldiers into the base while chatting and laughing.
When he saw the white-haired old noble who was speaking at the forefront of the gathering 39th Division, he piloted the cha and charged up, crushing the old noble into a pulp in front of everyone!
The video ended there. Rek was stunned by this Fatty’s ferocity, and he stuttered and asked, "Is he dead?"
A strange expression appeared on the short Leray colonel’s face: "He’s on the run!"
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Whether everyone didn’t see clearly or has other intentions, I’ve said it before, if we’re in the top ten for recomndation votes, there’ll be double updates! I’m not extending my hand to ask for monthly tickets; those are rewards from book friends who have always supported Fatty, and I’m very grateful. Once again, "recomndation votes" to "top ten"! No need for monthly lists, weekly lists! Saying this is to put a tight curse on myself to update as much as possible! I have my own life and work; I’m not a professional writer, and I don’t write quickly. If I’ve offended you, please forgive . If you’re unreasonable, I’ll just ignore you, okay? (To be continued. For more Chapters, please visit qidian and support the author and legitimate reading!)
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