From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 372 Angels Can Fight Back Too
"Dear viewers, according to the latest news we have received, the orbital attack ship from the Federation is entering the attack orbit and is preparing to drop tactical thermobaric bombs on the refugee camp on Pyra IV."

In the live broadcast room of 'Eye of Truth', the cat girl anchor continued to report the battle situation on Pyra IV with an emotional voice.

This unprecedented form of battlefield live broadcast has brought the number of real-time viewers in the "Eye of Reality" live broadcast room to a height that no one has ever reached.

Although not everyone has purchased the viewing service of the live broadcast room, many restaurant and bar owners in economically underdeveloped areas will purchase the viewing service and then put it on the big screen in order to attract customers.

Unlike some other paid programs, "Eye of Reality" does not restrict the terminals or screens. After all, for Atlas, the most important thing about this live broadcast is to increase the company's visibility.

The more people watching, the better, and the pay-per-view service is just a way to make some extra profits in the process.

In this way, the owners of these restaurants and bars were delighted to see the attendance rates far exceeding usual levels, and Atlas also received free promotion.

It's a win-win situation.

In a cheap bar on an industrial planet within the Federation, workers who had just finished work gathered here in groups of three or four.

Although cheap drinks taste a bit rough, they can provide these workers with the alcohol they need at a price they can accept, as well as a place to chat and relax with their fellow workers, and by the way, they can also criticize the incompetent assembly line team leaders.

Today, the incompetent assembly line leader rarely became the target of public criticism, because everyone gathered in front of the big screen in the tavern to watch the live broadcast of "Eye of Truth".

Although the pub owner and his wife were also paying close attention to the live broadcast, they had no time to watch the big screen. Instead, they kept moving among the crowd, delivering cups of rough-brewed beer or snacks to the workers.

While the workers were constantly washing away their fatigue with ice-cold beer, they also did not forget to give sharp comments on the content on the big screen.

Perhaps apart from using their personal terminals to vote in the presidential election, now is the time when these grassroots workers are most concerned about current political news.

"The Federation actually used thermobaric bombs to attack refugees?"

"They are so angry. The federal army can't even defeat a private enterprise's army. Where the hell are our taxes going?"

"Indeed, it is really embarrassing to be beaten like this, but I have to say that this Atlas Group is indeed quite powerful."

"I admire them, too. A company actually challenged the federal government. I don't know how it will end."

"By the way, the anchor in this live broadcast room is really pretty. I didn't expect that Roma women would be so unique."

The workers in the tavern were toasting each other, and many of them were just watching the Federation's defeat. They were all curious about how far this private company called Atlas would push the Federation.

"We have just obtained a set of live footage shot by the fleet. In order to stop the Federation Navy's plan to attack the refugee camp with tactical thermobaric bombs, the top leader of the Atlas Group has personally taken action. What you are seeing now is our group's latest developed HCP for space warfare."

As the cat girl anchor explained, the picture on the big screen turned into a video that was shot from a long distance and then enlarged.

All I saw was a specially marked light spot shuttling through the Federation Orbital Attack Fleet in all kinds of bizarre trajectories, and the attacked Federation Orbital Attack Fleet was bursting with flames from time to time.

"Ah? The boss himself? Is this company so brave?"

"I don't believe it, this must be a show"

"But considering the style of their company, it's really possible. And I heard that the boss of this company is a powerful psychic?"

"Psychics? That's fine. I'm not surprised by anything these lunatics do."

"To be honest, breaking through the formation alone is still quite cool."

"Yes, I have material for my dream tonight."

"Come on, I have to work overtime tonight."
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Captain Banninger, who was at the center of this conflict, had mixed feelings at the moment.

After discovering that the command shelter vehicle in the target convoy was a fake target, the veteran knew that he and Hogg might have made a wrong bet. After receiving news from the 5th Medium Combined Battalion that a command shelter vehicle disguised as a cooking vehicle and several escort vehicles had escaped from the rear of the convoy, the veteran sighed.

“I really took it for granted.”

Baninger thought with great regret, and at the same time took out a box of new piercing rods from the storage box mounted on the leg armor of the power armor, and then installed them on the electromagnetic machine gun whose track temperature was close to the threshold.

Regarding his life, which should have been lost at Robert IV, Baninger has always felt that the extra time he lives every day is God's mercy to him.

Therefore, in every battle after leaving Robert IV, Baninger was determined to fight to the death. This was why he often acted calm and composed during these battles, but was always the one rushing to the front of the team.

His regret at this moment was more because he and his men and the 5th Medium Combined Battalion fell into the enemy's counter-ambush, and many people would stay here forever because of this.

"Captain, the enemy's firepower is getting stronger and stronger, and their heavy armor is also coming up. The brothers can't resist it anymore!"

The voice of a member of the training team came from the communication channel, and Baninger immediately recognized that it was Memphis, who came out of Robert IV just like him.

"Don't resist head-on. Install the explosives and take turns to provide cover. Retreat to the position of the 5th Medium Combined Battalion!"

"Understood!"

Looking at the federal troops approaching the hiding place, Baninger activated the micro plasma missile launcher mounted behind his right shoulder.

A row of targets locked by the power armor's fire control unit were quickly marked on the HUD. A certain interval ensured that the high-temperature plasma fireballs produced by the plasma missiles could cover a sufficient area.

The next moment, a micro plasma missile shot up into the sky and formed a spectacular 'wall of fire' after hitting the locked target.
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"The orbital attack ship was intercepted? Atlas sent a warship. If they split their forces, wouldn't now be an excellent time to attack?"

Van Fleet, who was hiding in the camouflaged command cabin, immediately became grim when he heard that his orbital strike was interfered with, and was stunned on the spot after hearing the next answer.

"What? Just one HCP. Are you kidding me?"

But unfortunately, there was no sense of joking in the voice of the fleet communicator on the other end of the communication channel, and as they had already begun chasing the Atlas fleet, they had no intention of joking at this moment.

After the communication ended, Van Fleet was silent for a long time. The obstruction of the orbital strike was not good news for him. It meant that he had to rely on the strength of his hands to bite off the "turtle shell" of Atlas.

But now, he has more important things to do.

That is to get rid of the troops in front of him that are planning to decapitate the headquarters where he is.

Although the federal soldiers had always mocked these guys who were privately called "battlefield angels" by the imperial refugees, and believed that the other side's uniform white paint was just for show.

But after the actual fight, both Van Fleet and the federal front-line soldiers realized one fact, that is, these "angels" would also fight back.

And it hurts.

Especially this team in front of them, all of whom were equipped with heavy power armor. Although they were small in number, they suppressed the federal forces for a very long time.

The scene where one of them, holding a plasma halberd, chopped a vehicle of mechanized infantry that rushed over his head into several pieces, left psychological trauma to many people on the spot.

However, Van Fleet believed that as long as this team could be completely wiped out, it would definitely be a heavy blow to Atlas, which did not have many ground troops.

The ambush he set up in advance to counter possible "decapitation operations" did play an important role.

"The enemy only has one battalion. Let the troops attack quickly and eat them up!"

(End of this chapter)