Chapter 434: Sacrifice

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Hurry to march, attack, break through, and hurry to march again.
Long Xinghui was going all the way.
The North Alliance is obviously struggling with the final.
All the troops that could be brought together were blocked.
From the electronic sand table, the center of the Longxing Society is the center, and the entire enemy icon is like a radial galaxy. The further out, the fewer icons, and the more inward, the more concentrated the icons.
Teams of North Union troops appeared on the route of the Longxing Association.
Whether it is infantry or armored forces, it is almost as soon as it is touched, desperately trying to hold back the advancement of the Longxing Association. Those temporary obstruction positions of temporary structure cannot be regarded as positions at all. They just occupy some of the better terrain around them and pose to delay the time.
This kind of blockade is not in the eyes of Cheng Zhixuan and Cage.
Guided by the training norms of the Chakner Armored Corps, the Longxing Association Armored Regiment after years of training. It only takes a few actual combat training assaults to get it.
Along the way, the soldiers' morale became higher and higher. Someone has already shouted the slogan that swept the entire Mars and wiped out the North Alliance. The team's speed is getting faster and faster. The beam of the mech spotlights is swaying, which makes this mighty iron flow look unstoppable. It also makes Cheng Zhixuan and the iron armor division master Cage feel very relaxed.
The two even played tea while drinking tea. At the same time, he was still guessing the current situation of the fat man who dared to go into the enemy's nest with nine people.
It was not until they hit the line of defense deployed along the inland river by the 3rd Infantry Division of the Northern Alliance.
This time, the two remaining infantry regiments of the 3rd Infantry Division of the North Alliance, which had no retreat, directly blew up the only bridge on this route for communication. And relying on the city on the west bank of the Inland River, between the ruins and the building, a solid line of defense was built. The soldiers, mechas, and self-propelled artillery on the surrounding defense lines were all collected by them. Be determined, Longxing will block the east of the river!
Detouring is impossible. Almost as soon as they reached the inland river, the first regiment of the Longxing Hui Iron Armor Division launched artillery fire across the river.
Until they were convinced that the opponent had lost the courage to resist under the violent artillery fire, they dispatched the armored engineering battalion and began to build a bridge for mechs to pass!
Until half of the bridge was built, the 3rd Infantry Division of the Northern Alliance, which had been passively beaten, finally began to fight back.
The distance between the two sides is no more than a dozen kilometers, and there are high-rise buildings overlooking the sky. You can point where to shoot without using Skynet to guide the shooting. For a time, the long-range artillery bombardment was very lively, often because it had just destroyed an opponent's artillery position, and was covered by the other's artillery fire before it could be transferred.
Although the infantry divisions of the North Union suffered a great deal in this respect, they successfully destroyed the bridges they built and destroyed many of the engineering armor of the engineering battalions. Longxing will do his utmost to suppress the fire, but they can't stop them.
This setback delayed the promotion of the Longxing Club for a lot of time and made Cage very annoyed. After rejecting the request of the bandits and mechs to participate in the attack, he personally went to the front to command the battle.
The second build came faster than the first failure.
In order to suppress the vitality of the other party, Cage arranged both armored regiments to carry out unlimited fire suppression. He vowed that he would smash every mech and self-propelled artillery across the river into scrap iron. The engineering battalions of the two regiments began to build bridges at the same time, upstream and downstream, separated by five kilometers, when this near-luxury artillery suppression.
However, the commander of the 3rd Infantry Division gave Cage a long lesson. Two precise and fierce artillery strikes interrupted their work when the approach bridge was built directly at the engineer battalion. This made Cage understand that in the huge urban area on the west bank of the river, within a radius of nearly 30 kilometers, it was impossible to determine where the opponent's hidden long-range artillery force was.
The Longxing Club can only be restricted to this river. The bridge was naturally built because of this river. The other party only needs to understand this and monitor on the west bank of the river.
Standing in the temporary observatory, looking at the twisted broken bridge on the river and the enemy's fortifications across the river, Cage was mad. If it ’s in Chuckner, there is a fighter, a skynet system, a three-dimensional strike system, he has 10,000 ways to break through this river, but now, he can only stand there and pull himself out. Mustache!
"Lieutenant Colonel Cage!" A staff member took off his headset: "The bandit squad requested an attack, and they said that if you disagree, they will act on their own."
"I admit that they are very good in combat." Cage's big voice trembled in the temporary observation post, and he was almost roaring when he was feeling fueled by the fire: "But, there is a river in front of us! What can they do with their broken armor ?! "
"Wait, Cage!" Cheng Zhixuan, who had been silent, waved his hands and frowned: "Perhaps, we should let them give it a try. Don't forget, they have besieged them to the front line of the inland river in the North Union several times. When he was born. "
"Okay!" Cage hesitated for a moment, then turned to the communications staff: "Let them prepare to attack and report the combat plan ..."
Soon, the Longxinghui mech fighters distributed on the east bank of the inland river were surprised to find that the bandit mech squad that had been quietly moving on the left wing of their brigade appeared on the edge of the inland river. . In order to make room for them, a company of a group was transferred to the back.
Seeing these large-bellied mechs in a triangular assault formation on Norris Avenue on the east bank of the inland river bridge that had been blown up silently, the Longxing Mech fighters couldn't help but riot.
Inside these mechs are their idols. It's the one they long to be! In the past, it was not only money but also a place in the genre to watch a ring game from one of them. For most Mars youth, this is simply a dream!
But now, they don't speak in front of themselves collectively, they are still preparing to collectively shoot! What is more exciting is that they are in a camp with themselves!
This thought makes every Longxing fighter born in Mars excited and crazy.
But ... no one can understand how these mechs will shoot.
Concentrating on breath, the triangular assault formation of the bandit mech squad started.
Start, sprint, lightning fast.
In a blink of an eye, the triangle formation separated by 50 meters from the front and back, has already rushed to the bank of the river?
"They want to jump in the river?"
This idea just came into the minds of the Longxinghui soldiers, they saw that a cyan mech soaked in the front suddenly kicked on the river embankment, the blue light of the auxiliary propeller jet brightened, and the whole machine A, like a cannonball, fired across the three-kilometer inland river.
At the moment when the first mech was shot, the two mechs in the second row also embarked on the river embankment. The same action, the same speed, this time, two cannonballs.
Immediately, there were three cars in the third row, four cars in the fourth shot ......... In the sharp sound of breaking through the air, the row of mechas rising from the air shocked everyone present .
At a speed of 900 kilometers per hour and a river of three kilometers wide, it takes twelve seconds!
These twelve seconds, under the stunned soldiers on both sides of the strait, as long as a century.
Especially Cheng Zhixuan and Cage in the observation center almost glared out their eyes. Flying over, what this word means for mecha, every mecha warrior knows!
This means that people with such mechas will have no obstacles! In ground warfare, they can really get rid of the shackles of the road and appear in any position! No matter the mountains or swamps, as long as they want, there is no place to go!
This omnidirectional sports ability, ignoring the terrain, has not been solved even by the 11th generation of Mechner ’s newly developed mecha. This is also the ability of the armored weapon to dream of from the moment it appears!
Cheng Zhixuan finally understood why the bandits could come and go freely in the center city. Why ten mechas can sneak into the North Alliance base. All answers are in the flight ability of this mecha! He clenched his fists tightly, determined that he must take control of this armored force.
Twelve seconds, fleeting.
When the North Union soldiers from the West Bank came back and opened fire, the bandit squad had landed.
It was a triangle attack formation when it started, and it was also a neat triangle attack formation when it landed, without any clutter.
Attack, break, cut, strangle.
In order to avoid being covered by the Longxing Society's artillery fire, the 3rd Infantry Division of the Northern Alliance scattered in various blocks could not organize the formed resistance. After breaking the line of defense, the bandit army cuts and cuts all the way, sending back information continuously to guide the artillery bombardment on the east bank. In just ten minutes, the two infantry battalions and dozens of artillery positions of the 3rd Aircraft Infantry Division of the Northern Alliance were wiped out in a systematic manner.
At this time, the trembling Longxing Armored Regiment stimulated by the offensive of the bandit army began to build the bridge again. The troubled North Union infantry could not organize enough firepower. When the first North Union armor company crossed the bridge and joined the idol team's offensive excitedly, the third aircraft division's defense line finally collapsed. Too.
The torrent of steel rolled forward. When the bandits' mechas completed the sweeping autumn leaves and returned to their left wing again, a Longxinghui mecha fighter who witnessed the whole process of the battle spoke out the heartfelt wishes of all the Northern Alliance soldiers.
"It's so amazing!"

In the silent hall, Fairle and the fat man stood face to face.
One smiled in the mech, and the other, with a gun outside the mech, had a blue face.
"Everyone else, put down the gun if you want to surrender." Ignoring Fatty and Fairler, the energy guns of the three other miniature mechas gathered the twinkling filaments and walked into the crowd: "Left to the male station, female Stand to the right, and want to die, take the gun and stand in the middle ... "
After a second, Selvor simply dropped the gun in his hand.
Immediately after, it was the second branch and the third branch. Moments later, with the gun still in the command room, only Feller was left. Others were put in custody by disarming.
"Have you cleaned your butt?" The fat man lifted his chin at Fairler.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Fairler turned the trigger one after another to the odious fat face in the mech's transparent cockpit cover. The bullet hit the transparent armor of the mech, leaving no trace of it, and was all flew.
When the last bullet remained, Fairler put the gun in his mouth. He hoped that after the gun fired, all this would be a nightmare.
The lightning mechanical arm accurately grasped Feller's wrist, and with a crisp click, Feller's gun fell to the ground.
The fat man looked at Fairler with a smile on his face, but his eyes were terribly cold.
"You think I will let you die so happy?"
"What do you want to do?" Fairler's voice was hoarse, holding his hand with crushed bones, and looked at the fat man fiercely: "You are a soldier!"
"Now think of the status of a soldier?" The fat man opened the cockpit, jumped and kicked on Feller's stomach, and growled: "Lao Tzu is not a soldier now, Lao Tzu is a rogue!"
He grabbed Fairle's hair bending painfully, exposing Fairle's black and cold face, and tried his best to draw a slap in the face. In the splash of blood, the fat man's face was extremely cruel: "You ordered the gun Why did n’t you remember that you were a soldier when you were in Bang Pro?
Fairle's half cheek was suddenly red and swollen, and nosebleed dripped down the nose: "A king defeats a war, war is war. It is the duty of an excellent commander to win the war without compromise."
"Go to your mother's duty!" The fat man kicked Feller again and kicked him three or four meters away. Then he strode forward and even kicked: "You are also called the commander? I I ’m telling you, you ’re an outright hybrid! "
Twist Fairer ’s hair in his left hand to lift him up. The fat man put his right hand down under his left arm, twisted his waist and twisted his back. He slapped again: "In order to hide the whereabouts, you dare to wash all the refugee settlements along the way. , Do you know that those are people, not livestock! "
Fairle fell to the ground with this slap, a face covered with blood, has completely transformed, moaning: "In order to achieve the strategic goal, it is worth more people to die! They are just some muddy nightmare living in this world The humanoid animal on the planet, life and death, is in the mind of others. "
The fat man's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the person in front of him, and the photos recorded by the famous general, gradually overlapped in front of his eyes. His anger is because, in this world, there are so many human-like hybrids dressed in famous coats, so much!
It is these people who make this world so filthy!
The fat man brought up the dead dog-like Fairer: "Excellent commander ... Unfortunately, your creed did not let you win this battle." He punched him in the stomach of Fairle, Laughter: "I won!"
Before Fairle spit out everything in his stomach like a jet, the fat man flashed and had reached behind him, grabbing Faire's arm with his backhand and folded it fiercely.
With only a click, Fairler uttered a screaming trembling.
"You count and count, as a fart!" The fat man's words, like a sting, stuck in Fairler's heart. Severe pain and humiliation caused him to collapse quickly: "Kill me! You can kill me if you have the ability!"
"They are livestock slaughtered by anyone, and you are slaughtered by Lao Tzu!" The fat man picked up the gun on the ground, turned the handle of the gun upside down, and grabbed Fairer's hand: "In order to achieve the strategic goal, it's worth more people , You said this! "
He raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the Northern Alliance officers who were unable to shiver by the wall. He gritted his teeth and said to Fairler: "The strategic purpose Lao Tzu wants to achieve with you is to let everyone here know. What will happen to someone like you! "
The pistol fell sharply, smashing a finger of Fairler. In the frantic screaming of Feller, the fat man put his mouth to his ear and growled: "This finger, I am charging for the refugees of the No. 7 Resource Highway."
The handle of the gun fell again, and blood spattered.
In the howl of Fairler, the fat man shivered: "This finger, I smashed the civilians in the Calif River agricultural area! That was six thousand lives!"
"This root is Mishan refugees!"
"This root is a civilian in Provincial Town!"
The gun handle fell down again and again, and Fairle's screaming sounded again and again. The staff on the side had already scared their urine and urine together. A day ago, they arbitrarily manipulated the life and death of others. All life, in their eyes, was just a series of numbers.
But now, the gun handles that were dropped time and time again, let them find out that the numbers represent a lot of grudges!
After smashing his fingers, the fat man stood up, discarded the deformed gun in his hand, and picked up another pistol and loaded it. Drag Fairler to the staff, lift it up, point his at the gun, and say coldly to him: "I said, let you clean your and wait for me. Now, Lao Tzu is here. Excellent There are a lot of commanders, enjoy the bullet flowers, you are the first one! "
The fat man's gaze left Fairle's blood-stained face, through the wall, the dirt, through the starry sky, and fell a few days ago, outside the central field of Lere, on the scene of the tragic battle.
The battleships of Lere, spinning and exploding, disintegrated.
Face to face appeared in front of the fat man. Admiral Snyder, Lieutenant General Brown ... The young men of the Federal Fleet, the elite of three hundred years of peace.
"This is the first 'excellent commander' sent to the altar." The fat man smiled with a smile on his face. The person next to him looked very strange: "In the future, there will be more!"
"Boom!" There was a gunshot.
The bullet opened a hole in Fairler's and drilled out of his back vest.
Fairle only shivered violently, and then fell into the hands of the fat man.
Throw away the body. The fat man squinted his eyes full of pleading Selwoor: "Your army is still attacking Lao Tzu's territory. Do you want me to teach you how to do it?"
"no, I'm fine!"

The first charge was repelled.
The second time, a breakthrough was almost reached, and it was blocked again.
Now, it is the third charge of the North Alliance to the northeast defense line of the bandits.
This time, they have invested all the troops they can invest. Bloodshadow's nine sharp sword companies and the eighth and ninth armored battalions, the remnants of the two mixed regiments, and the lost logistics team, just arrived, leaving only half of the energy of the first and second warriors.
Red, black, iron gray ... Amidst the deafening explosions, the armored clusters of the Northern Alliance, like the tide, flooded the defensive positions of the bandits that had been ploughed by artillery.
Blood and fire filled people's entire field of vision. The blast of air produced by the violent explosion swept everything around. In the smoky smoke, the mecha is firing, the fusion grenades are flying in the air, the missiles are flying around, and the muddy land, one by one, is fighting desperately.
A red mecha covered with mud, roared into the trench.
Before waiting for it to stand firm, a thin bandit soldier leaped out of the trench and threw it on his body with a thunderous thunder.
Then, there was a violent explosion.
Without any ideological struggle, without any hesitation and hesitation, this suicide attack is simply outrageous!
The flames of the sky swallowed everything in an instant. When the light was full, the North Union mech that had rushed to the position had lost its mechanical legs and collapsed in the scorched black crater, unable to move.
Burning limbs, blood, and minced meat sprinkled like raindrops, crackled in the crater, and filled with air in the air, all of them were finely floating black debris, a few pieces of blue clothes, wandering in the wind. They seemed to laugh at the wrecked mecha wreck under their mouths.
"You have organs, I'm alive!"
The mechs of the Northern League swarmed into positions in groups. Their energy guns are desperately firing.
In the red, white firepower net, there are bandits and soldiers. In the muddy trenches, their faces were already so dirty that they could not be seen clearly, and only one figure could be seen firing at close range in front of the mech or flying in despair. The hardest thing to forget is their pair of bloodshot but bright eyes!
"kill!"
Wetherell, who had already killed his red eyes, made a crazy roar from his hot throat.
Dozens of black mechas covered with scars, under his leadership, were blocked in front of the steel torrent of the North Union. Cross forward, side legs, step backwards, side kick, backhand cross cut, step forward punch ... All the actions are brought together, it is one of the most determined words in the world-the fight is not back!
Wave after wave of offensive, like a wave on the reef, dissipated. One after another, the North Union mechs fell to the ground in disbelief. Until they died, these Northern Alliance soldiers didn't understand how the gangster mechs that had been shaking down knocked themselves out. They even couldn't stand upright!
Can you go against the sky with just blood? !
A 【Battle Sword】 wounded by the driving system, rolled on the ground and hugged the North Alliance mech next to it. The energy muzzle burst into a dazzling white light after a short silken twist. The white light suddenly spread between the two mechas, swept across the position, and after engulfing the two northern alliance mechas at close range, they disappeared into the morning light of dawn.
The light dissipated, the flame of the explosion also rolled into the void. A North Union mech saw this gap, and he rushed past quickly. However, when the height of the position fell below his realization, what he saw was another violent bandit armor.
Wetherell's fingers have cramped. The pain of the heart made him unbearable. The blood ran down from the forehead. It was the wound that had just been crushed and shed after the escape.
He no longer has any thoughts, his mind is blank, all the fighting is done subconsciously. He didn't know how long he could support. Perhaps, in the next second, you will be killed in this muddled state.
With the mechanical arm pulled out of the chest of a Northern Alliance mech, Wetheril struggled to maintain the mech's balance. He looked up at the time on the console... One hour and forty-five minutes had passed since Markwich ordered.
Without reason, there is no reason.
With the strength of a company, in front of the enemy dozens of times, hold on for two hours! Can do it, can do it!
Wetherell grinned and pushed the joystick, rushing towards the North Alliance mech in front of him.
Fifteen minutes left!
However, before Wetheral rushed in front of the other party, the North Alliance mech turned around and quickly retreated from the position. Weatherrier's hand flicked, and the unbalanced mech fell to his knees.
In the sight of the mist, the northern alliance's mecha, which had almost broken through the position, receded like a tide.
what happened?
On the huge position, there were only less than two companies of infantry and more than forty mechas remaining in the second battalion and three companies.
One minute, two minutes ... ten minutes passed, and behind him, a loud bugle came.
In the golden light of dawn, the soldiers burst into tears and laughed!
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