From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 267: Your Excellency the Viscount, your battle is over

Under Jacob's "dangerous driving", the Swift hypersonic reconnaissance aircraft, call sign "Miracle Walker", had dropped to an altitude of 300 meters in a short period of time.

On the integrated head display, a virtual route running through the entire southern part of Ptolemaic City has appeared.

What Jacob had to do was to let the two adaptive variable cycle engines at the rear of the fuselage enter the 'over-limit' working state after lowering the altitude.

Then accelerate the speed of the reconnaissance aircraft to Mach 3, which is 3675 kilometers per hour and 1020 meters per second.
As a hypersonic reconnaissance aircraft, the Swift generally operates at an altitude above 10000 meters, because at this altitude it can easily accelerate to above Mach 5 and maintain a hypersonic cruising speed of Mach 7 for theater reconnaissance.

The conditions of air pressure and air density at high altitude are obviously completely different from those at low altitude, and the flight environment can also be said to be completely different.

Below 8000 meters, the Swift can only fly at the ultimate speed of Mach 3-4.

At altitudes below 100 meters, Swift can theoretically fly to Mach 3 at the fastest.

But no one has ever tried it, not even the manufacturer of the Swift hypersonic reconnaissance aircraft has conducted such a simulation experiment.

After all, such conditions and scenarios almost never exist.

But now, it really happened to Jacob.

And the height is only 50 meters.

"If it succeeds, why don't the manufacturer of this big baby thank me for providing such precious practical data?"

At this time, Jacob had relaxed, no longer as excited as he was at the beginning, and even thought about teasing.

"Please note, pilot, there are still 20 seconds left before the battle begins, and you have entered the thoroughfare."

The voice of the onboard auxiliary AI sounded. Like most captains, HCP pilots, and pilots, the AI ​​voice chosen by Jacob also had a relatively sweet girlish voice.

"Aurora, help me stabilize my flying attitude, I'm going to start accelerating!"

"Understood, attitude control has been intervened, the countdown to combat begins, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6"

Listening to the increasing countdown in his ears and feeling the flight attitude of the reconnaissance plane below him become more stable, Jacob quietly watched the altitude indicator drop from 300 to 200, and finally stopped at the number 50.

He took a deep breath, and then at the moment when the countdown ended, he pushed the throttle directly to the top and pressed the 'unrestriction' button on the throttle.

A sudden strong push came from behind, pressing him firmly onto the seat.

The Mach number displayed on the main control screen reached Mach 2 almost instantly, and was rising towards Mach 3 as the Swift continued to accelerate.

"Warning, the body temperature rises too fast!"

"Warning, running the engine 'over the limit' for a long time may cause abnormal conditions!"

Warning messages have popped up on the main control screen of 'Miracle Walker', and the assistant AI Aurora has also been prompting through voice.

But Jacob ignored these prompts. He knew that what he had to do at this time was to maintain his speed and posture to complete this round of ultra-low altitude clearance.

"Come on, baby! Just hold on a little longer!"
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At the same time, five assault companies on the ground also broke into the vicinity of the target.

The imperial defenders in the city were completely unable to fight back during this round of desperate attacks.

The military directors of each battalion-level unit were now transformed into the vanguard of the assault company. The blood in the bones of the Roma people was completely activated at this moment.

While the combat vehicles and most of the soldiers were left to guard the battlefield, the military supervisors, including Menton and Telak, took the most elite soldiers in the team and rushed towards the five buildings. .

And in the communication channel, a reminder from the rear headquarters also came.

"Attention all units, the 'Miracle Walker' is about to pass through the field at super low altitude! Pay attention to protection!"

In fact, there is no need to remind the rear at this moment. As early as the combat battalions received orders from the rear to start taking action, Atlas's ground troops in the city have turned on the 'shock-proof' mode of their vehicles and exoskeletons.

How much secondary damage will it cause if a Mach 50 reconnaissance aircraft flies over at an altitude of 3 meters?
No one knows.

But precisely because of this, no one dares to make mistakes in self-protection.

When the assault troops were only 100 meters away from their respective target buildings, the 'Miracle Walker' arrived.

The troops on the ground only felt a huge black shadow flash above their heads. A moment later, there was an explosion in the air, and then a violent shock wave swept down the street.

As if an invisible naughty child was causing trouble, the glass on the buildings and street lamps along the street exploded uniformly the moment the shock wave swept over.

Within 20 seconds, the Swift reconnaissance aircraft flashed past at a height of 50 meters above the south side of the city.

A shock wave that was almost visible to the naked eye followed it and swept through half of the city unreasonably.

Many imperial soldiers who did not pay attention to protection fell to the ground in pain amidst the shock waves and ear-piercing screams.

Even the Atlas soldiers who were well-protected felt their breathing stagnate the moment the shock wave swept through.

But 'commandos' like Menton and Telak could no longer care about their stagnant breathing. Relying on their strong physical fitness, these Roma men immediately gritted their teeth and stood up after the shock wave passed by, and then sprinted towards the target building. .

With the assistance of the 'Crazy Crocodile' combat exoskeleton, they ran the last 5 meters in 100 seconds, then directly opened the door of the building and rushed into the room.

After seeing an imperial officer lying on the ground in the hall and the dangerous nuclear warhead next to him.

Monton'ooh! ' With a roar, he swooped forward and controlled the target.

Behind him, Telak slid directly between the nuclear warhead and the imperial officer with a slide shovel, and picked up the mechanical detonation device that fell on the ground.

The tactical visor covering the entire 'lion head' quickly gave an analysis of the detonating device. Telak also followed the instructions and carefully turned on the safety.

"Group 3, the nuclear bomb has been controlled!"
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On the other side, long-range artillery fire called by the special operations team once again covered the area near the stadium. (Why should I say again?)
When the tremors of the earth stopped, Baninger and the members of Group B took advantage of the various messy things in the room to carefully approach the edge of the hall on the first floor. This time, when the Demoman approached the window, his exoskeleton's balance system was temporarily disturbed and he accidentally fell.

Baninger leaned over to help him up, and asked the team's technical officer responsible for emergency treatment of exoskeleton abnormalities to come and check, and then looked out the window.

The thermal smoke on the street had been blown away by the shock wave of the shell explosion. On the quiet street were vehicles blazing with fire, and on the ground lay the corpses of imperial soldiers who had not been able to hide in time.

But Baninger was thinking about the reconnaissance plane that had just passed over the stadium.

Members of the special operations team all turned on the 'anti-shock' mode and hid indoors under the command of the headquarters.

But it was different for the imperial soldiers outside. Without anyone warning them, the reconnaissance planes passing through the field at high speed caused chaos.

It also made the impact of artillery fire coverage better. Many imperial soldiers had no time to avoid the artillery fire in the chaos, and were blown away one after another.

Just as Baninger was assessing the impact of the strike, an HCP with blackened outer armor slid out from the other end of the street carrying the deployed heavy particle cannon.

"grass"

The veteran felt as if time had stood still, and he even felt as if a revolving door of life had appeared in front of his eyes.

But the next moment, a jet of blue-white heavy metal ions fell from the sky and hit the fanatic's upper body first.

The HCP who is preparing to attack with a heavy particle cannon obviously cannot turn on the deflection field.

So when the 'beam' disappeared, the main part of the fanatic's torso also disappeared, and it also swept down a small building behind it.

"Banninger! Take the teaching team to find a hiding spot, the support team is already on the way!"

Amber's voice rang in the communication channel, and then his dark red-painted landline jumped over the street, and the heavy plasma sword in his hand was thrown out in an exaggerated movement.

Finally, with the sound of breaking the air, it hit the cockpit armor of the one-armed HCP at the entrance of the gymnasium.

The plasma heavy slashing sword needs to be powered through the interface on the HCP robotic arm. After it was taken out and the energy supply was lost, the plasma blade on it also went out.

So when it finally hit the one-armed HCP, it only had the effect of 'kinetic damage'.

But that's enough.

When the pilot of the one-armed fanatic was shaken to death by the sudden heavy blow, Amber had already rushed in front of him, and then controlled the loaded fighting spike to directly push it up.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the fanatics who had a big hole in the main armor of the cockpit stopped their activities.

Amber gently placed the remains of the Zealot on the ground. Although they were enemies, the opponent's spirit of fighting to the end must be respected.

In front of the gate of the gymnasium, Viscount Drake, who was protected by staff officers and guards, frowned and looked at the dark red HCP that slowly turned around, preparing to face his last moments.

But what he didn't expect was that the outer armor plate of this machine was covered with scars, like a steel giant coming out of hell, but it stopped moving after turning around.

Immediately afterwards, under everyone's surprised eyes, the door of the cockpit was opened, and a young pilot who had removed his heavy hydraulic anti-gravity suit 'floated' out from inside.

"Psychic."

When Viscount Drake saw the pilot falling slowly from mid-air, his brows furrowed even more.

"Bang bang bang!"

An adjutant who was emotionally agitated in a high-pressure environment couldn't help but take out his pistol and fire at Amber, but all the bullets were blocked by the light blue psychic shield in front of him.

Amber glanced at this, and an invisible psychic shock caused the adjutant's spirit to finally break, and he fainted on the ground.

The next moment, a voice blessed by psychic energy sounded directly in the conscious minds of all the imperial soldiers, officers and Drake in front of the stadium.

"Put down your weapons and surrender. The coalition has taken control of the entire city. You have no reason to continue fighting!
As long as you stop resisting, Atlas will keep you all safe. "

This kind of voice that reaches people's hearts has a certain confusing effect, and it is also a 'pre-skill' for mental control.

Therefore, the imperial soldiers and officers present unconsciously lowered their guns, and looked at Amber with a hint of fear.

Whether in the Federation or the Empire, people have always had a 'filter' for the group of psykers.

Seeing that the situation was over, Viscount Drake took out his pocket watch from the pocket of his military uniform.

But before he could take a look, Amber's voice sounded in his mind again.

"No need to look any further, Viscount Drake, all five mechanically detonated nuclear bombs you deployed in the city have been deactivated by us."

Looking at this imperial officer who did not hesitate to detonate a nuclear bomb because of his honor as a soldier and his loyalty to the emperor, Amber sighed with a complicated expression.

"Surrender, Your Majesty the Viscount, our battle is over."

"what?!"

The eyes of this imperial military noble suddenly widened. He never expected that his arrangement would be discovered by the enemy.

At this moment, after the 'trump card' that had supported his will to fight until now disappeared, Drake's will to fight was completely destroyed.

The simple brass pocket watch fell from his hand and fell to the ground, symbolizing that the battle had finally come to an end.

".Yeah, our fight is over."

(End of this chapter)