() Facts have proved that this place is indeed not suitable for self-cultivation and long vacation.

On the morning of the second day after I became a mercenary of Wujie Cao, I was awakened by a huge explosion.

To be honest, I have heard a lot of shelling sounds since I became a mecha soldier, ranging from small caliber to super large caliber, but I have never heard this kind of sound. It is like a hundred rolling thunders exploding at once, and every round of shelling

It was almost like a small earthquake. The vibrations spread from the ground to my internal organs, almost knocking me off the bed.

"Rumble"

The explosion point seems to be getting closer and closer.

In short, if the house is damaged, it will be very serious.

I grabbed my coat and holster and rushed out in a hurry. As a result, I bumped into Mikel who came in. The two of us were ejected together. Mikel screamed first.

"Damn, brother, you're so good at sleeping. You've been bombarded for five minutes. It's time for you to wake up."

I was immediately embarrassed and had no choice. Eating well and sleeping well are one of my special characteristics.

"Tell me what the hell is this."

I asked as I ran after him. There was not even an inch of good land in the base. There were craters everywhere that looked like the surface of the moon, emitting choking smoke like bathtubs. The situation was quite horrifying.

"It's a 300mm long-range rocket launcher group two hundred kilometers away. Every time the garrison in this area is attacked, they will overtake a few of our villages and bombard them indiscriminately to vent their anger. We have joined forces with several other hunting regiments, and we have tried several times but nothing has happened.

Unplug it," Mikel replied angrily while running, "Fortunately, most of the facilities of the Chasseur Regiment are buried underground, and these bastards can't blow them up."

"Hey, aren't ordinary civilians in trouble?"

"Yes, there must be at least double-digit casualties at one time. Originally, there were 1,300 or 400 residents in the village, but now there are less than 800. We can't even count the number of times the houses have been renovated."

His tone was still very calm, as if he was briefly describing how several virtual members of his family had been cut off in a competitive game.

My expression at that time was full of disbelief, but Mikel seemed very calm.

"Haha, if you lived the same life as us for three months, you might not have so many humanistic feelings. Okay, here we are."

We stopped at the foot of a hill next to the base. At first, I thought there would be an electric lift ladder or something from above to pull us up and see the enemy situation, until Mikel opened the cover of a "rock" and revealed what was inside.

Keyboard, I realized that the secret was actually inside the mountain.

Domiko entered three strings of secrets intermittently, and then the rock wall on one side cracked from the middle line, revealing a rather stingy-sized hole, with wind blowing out from inside.

"Follow me, be careful not to go astray, otherwise you won't even be able to find the body."

Mikel warned, taking the lead and walking in front, and I quickly followed. The aisle was roughly blown through with explosives and then simply fixed with cement. The signs of rough work were very serious, and the surface was full of pits and lighting.

The brightness is still very insufficient, causing me to almost fall down several times.

After walking about three hundred meters, the view suddenly widened, and a space about the size of two football fields appeared. Python-like thick cables were laid haphazardly on the ground, driving three huge multi-purpose cables lying above.

Robotic arms are staggered to lift the boards. Intelligent small work robots about half a person's height are responsible for placing these things in the appropriate positions. Another group of work robots that have run out of power are arranged in a row in the corner to charge quietly, one with two

The old-fashioned generator with 10,000 watts of power was humming to support all these activities, creating a busy scene.

There are five old-style [Deshka 1] lined up in the cave, and opposite are two slightly more advanced [Deshka 2]. Four "Leopard A4" tanks that can almost only be seen in museums stand next to it.

The vacancies around them are all old and worn out, but they are well maintained and can even be seen with the sleek luster that only new weapons have.

"Platoon leader."

Several people in tank soldier uniforms were already standing there. When they saw us approaching, they quickly stood up and saluted. I didn't even try to avoid them in return, but just stood there awkwardly.

"Alright, go right away and get ready. This battle will be fought by...um, what's your name?"

"Xiang Yu."

I didn’t know what was going on in my mind at the time, so I casually gave him a pseudonym that would scare people to death.

"Okay, let Mr. Xiang Yu take command and get on the plane."

As soon as Mikel finished speaking, I was almost scared to death, it was a bit too exciting.

"Wait a minute, I...oh, you haven't gone through integration training yet, how can I command you?"

I didn't have the nerve to say that my level was not up to par, so I cited technical reasons. To be honest, my grades in the tactics class were mediocre. If the command were to hit my teammates and hurt my teammates, I couldn't bear the responsibility.

Mikel obviously knew this, but he just smiled bitterly to express his helplessness.

"Our transport plane transporting weapons has been shot down. If we don't grab the weapons quickly, this month's ammunition and food supplies will all be wasted. We have no choice but to make do with it."

I'm not afraid of running out of ammunition. It's best if these guys can't move. It's not bad for me to get a month's salary from a white-collar worker. I panicked when I heard that there was no food. What I'm most afraid of is starving. I once had a brain short-circuit in college.

I lost my bank card and didn't eat for a whole day. It was an unforgettable feeling, and I shudder to think about it now.

Don't say anything and leave quickly!

Three [Deshka 1] and one [Deshka 2] plus two tanks acted as the main force of the assault, while the [Deshka 2] I carried acted as a command plane. A group of people came directly from the other side of the cave.

One side moves to the outside of the base.

It started to snow outside.

After adjusting the coordinates sent before the transport plane was shot down on the satellite map, I asked the tanks with stronger armor to clear the way in front, while also asking the big tanks not to spread too far apart when moving forward, otherwise there is a risk of being divided and chopped into pieces at the critical moment.

The guerrilla mecha soldiers who had never been exposed to formal training naturally obeyed my words without any objections. They completely regarded me as their backbone. They didn't know that they found out that I was still recalling "Mecha Soldiers cao" in my mind while commanding.

Will you raise a gun to rebel when you follow the dogma of the Code of Conduct?

[Deshka 2] is slightly improved on the basis of [Deshka 1], mainly by improving the armor and hand joints, completely simulating the shape of human hands, making it initially possess the characteristics of modern mechas

, but the overall flexibility is still unsatisfactory, so it can only use the same basic armament as [Deshka 1]: a 23mm double-barreled cannon protected by a shield on the right arm, a 57mm rocket launcher on the left shoulder, and two two-barreled cannon on the left hand.

AT-4 light anti-tank missile.

Because these minor repairs and repairs hardly made any substantial improvements to the machine body, [Deshkar 2] was declared retired after only a small amount of production. Together with [Deshka 1], it was sold in large quantities to countries in urgent need of mechas. Unexpectedly, there were also many

Few fell into the hands of the rebels.

Although the performance parameters are terrible, it is my first time riding a regular military mecha, and it is also my first time commanding a mecha in combat.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

I huddled in the small torso cockpit, almost putting my face in front of the small display screen, trying hard to observe the low-definition images captured by the TV camera. Although the fully enclosed three-proof cockpit is a big improvement for [Deshka 1]

, but it’s really uncomfortable inside. Even if a person of average stature like me sits in, stretching out my arms, kicking my legs, and moving my head is still a bump, let alone a big furry bear. Moreover, the three 18-inch LCD screens are very clear.

The readings are both low and very tiring.

It kept moving for about an hour. I used all my strength to press the lever, which was about 20 times heavier than the car's handbrake, to stop the machine. Others also quickly stopped their feet, because the movement was too hard and the stop made a clanging sound.

Sound.

In the distance is a large abandoned town. It is said that in the first week of the war, the aborigines ran away. Because it didn't last long, the whole thing still looked like there was a trace of life. It was just the snow that had not been cleared for a long time.

It buries many areas of the town, making it feel much smaller overall.

"According to the coordinates, the transport plane should fall into the town."

Mikel said on the radio.

I adjusted the magnification of the TV camera to the maximum. Indeed, the snow in the center of the town showed unnatural collapse, and there was a vague wing cutting out from the stacked houses like a broken knife. However, due to the sharpness of the camera,

The problem is that there is no visible damage. The only thing worth mentioning is that it did not explode.

"The tanks retreated and the mechas stepped forward."

"Aren't we going to keep covering?"

"If we fight urban warfare, your flexibility is too poor. Just provide cover from behind."

"I understand, hehe, he is indeed a top student..."

"boom"

Before the commander's joke was over, a flash of fire suddenly flashed on my screen, and his voice was immediately cut off by a huge explosion.

The tank that was originally in front of us was suddenly lifted up like a billiard ball that was blown away, dragging blazing flames against the snow, rolling and bouncing continuously, and was finally completely deprived of its ability to move by the massive explosion of ammunition.

"Fuck there are enemies."

"Nonsense, spread out the assault and get close to the outskirts of the town first!"

Someone yelled, and I opened my mouth to curse. In fact, I was a little nervous myself, so I yelled to embolden myself.

Only then did everyone recover from the panic, and they all maneuvered their bodies to evade. The tank raised its 44-caliber 120mm tank gun high and fired two high-explosive bombs into the town to cover the assault of the mecha soldiers.

They are all veteran tank soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles, and their battlefield experience is countless times greater than mine. The reason why this weird situation occurs is because of the humanoid structure and humanized action mode of the mecha itself. It will always happen

Let the mecha soldiers unintentionally put themselves into the role of the mecha they are controlling.

It cannot but be said that this is an inherent flaw in the design of the mecha.

"Da da da"

Two pillars of smoke rose up in the town, and at a location far away from the explosion point of the shells, a few armored machine gun short bursts were fired in an attempt to snipe our advance.

The enemy's long-distance attacks are very monotonous, and they still have to get closer to us before attacking. This means that the number of enemy troops is not very large, and at most they should be at the same level as us.
Chapter completed!