Mecha Soldier's Notes

But it is a pity that the No.30 Third Army did not add this last bit of power.

The Eastern Route Army has made great progress, and has fought until the fourth position, almost piercing through the entire defense line. Just when we thought that victory was imminent and we could celebrate with wine, the treaty army's offensive finally stopped at midnight.I really can't stop, the loss is too serious, all the mecha regiments are almost completely disabled, in the end Lieutenant General Ossonski's eyes were red, and even his own guard battalion was suppressed, and there were only three mechs at dusk. Jia came down from the front line, but the expected gap still failed to open.

As for the West Route Army, the situation is even more bleak. Many teams have fought so hard that only their numbers are left. Everyone from the regiment commander to the leader is dead. There are only a dozen main battle tanks left, and the sparse remaining troops are barely enough to control. Living in the existing position, it is no longer able to launch offensive operations. <4 A total of 424 points was scored, no one could swallow this breath, and wanted to gather the remaining remnants to fight again.

But one hour after the treaty forces stopped attacking, this last-ditch plan was completely bankrupt, because the aviation mechs of the Allied forces finally arrived and set up a temporary air protection umbrella. The personnel are all fighting to the limit, and they are no longer able to fight again.

The breakout of Königsberg failed at the last moment.

"The No.30 Army is simply a bunch of bastards!"

This was Baoyu's first sentence after he obtained the information. Of course, his anger cannot be explained clearly by this sentence.

"From the beginning to the end, they have been fighting with the Allied sniper troops, and they have never been willing to launch a decent attack. Now the Allied forces are constantly moving troops to the defense line, and the defense force is extremely weak. The hypocritical telegrams are perfunctory to us, but they just don't want to launch an attack, they are just a bunch of bastards!"

Xueba turned Abalone's notebook and glanced twice, and let out a sneer:

"How did you come to the conclusion that they are not bastards? If you take a closer look at who the commander is, you should be able to guess who they are."

We leaned up together and almost didn't vomit blood after just one glance at the big guy, because behind the name of the commander of the advance division, the cute words of Gantrov were impressively printed.Damn, did you make a mistake, you can get promoted even if you abolish your own battalion, the bureaucrats of the Treaty Army are too good at it!

Among other things, one thing is for sure, if you expect this to come in with great power, it is better to hope that among us there will be Ultraman.

Everyone was so anxious that their teeth got angry, but it is not our style to sit and wait for death. The result of the discussion is that no matter what, we must send someone out to kill, whether it is to appeal to the high-level, or simply kill the Slavic woman, in short Be sure to break through here.

"Leave this to me. No one here is more suitable for this task than me."

I was the first to raise my hand, and at the same time flashed my ace medal. So far, not to mention the illegal ones, the legal record alone is second to none in the treaty army.

But the members of the teaching group collectively expressed concern, and the lunatic also raised his hand.

"I'll go too, regardless of the medals, my record in the East is no worse than yours, Father Chen."

Before I could object, the spike jumped out.

"I'll go as well."

There is no cause and result, just one sentence, it is very direct.

With these two gentlemen as role models, everyone immediately raised their hands and said they wanted to go with them. I suddenly felt dizzy, my personal credibility was so bad, and I was not going to engage in suicide attacks. Everyone is excited about the ball.

"Stop, stop, everyone, don't make noise. This is an infiltration operation, not a gang fight. Isn't it just a fight for so many people driving there together?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone had no choice but to stop the quarrel reluctantly.

"Then we will pick the best mech for you."

Tieniu made a final decision.

In fact, there is nothing to choose. The No.30 Third Army is only equipped with [Il], [Il ml] and [Il bm]. The best performance is the [Il bm] that I manipulate. Like other mechas, due to long-term high-intensity combat, the damage to the body is already very serious. Even if the mechanic works hard to repair it, the condition is still not good. There are no other mechas to choose from, [Il bm] just [ Il bm], okay, a gray smiling face can also bring a +10 scaring effect.

Just as we were busy loading and repairing the mech, my pcp rang. At first I thought it was Aterina, and I went out to answer the phone after saying hello to the people around me.

"Hello, Captain Chen? Hehe, long time no see. I'm Asimov."

The gap between fantasy and reality made me almost pissed off, and I really don't have any polite thoughts about this buddy.

"I'm so busy right now that I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I'll call later if I have something to do. Goodbye!"

"Don't stop, Captain Chen, I haven't finished talking yet, where are you now?"

"Nonsense, where else could I be but bloody Königsberg?"

"No, no, I know this. What I want to ask is where you are in Königsberg."

This question is a bit strange, I thought about it, and suddenly a thought popped up—is this guy also in Königsberg?

Thinking of this level, I re-corrected my statement.

"I'm stuck on the third line of defense of the Confederate Army. It seems to be a place called Mork, or Moni Town. Sorry, I can't go back to the city for the time being."

On the other end of the telegram, there was a tone of fainting.

"Captain, it's Monique Town, what I want to ask is where are you in Monique Town!"

Hearing this sentence, I was shocked.

"Hangar Nine."

"Okay, Captain Chen, you go about 300 meters to the northwest, and we will meet there."

After cutting off the telecommunications, I hurried to the designated area at a trot, and my intuition told me that this profiteer would rush to the front line of the war without fear of death. It must not be for the lofty ideals of democracy and freedom, but for some important business.

The location indicated by Asimov is a small forest, which hinders the line of sight of the guard post, but because of the urgency of the incident, we have no time to push it away, and now it has become a natural hiding place.

"Yo, Captain Chen, you're finally here."

Asimov ran up, wiping his sweat. It turned out that his suit had been replaced with a special combat uniform for special forces, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"I don't have much time, so to cut a long story short, come with me Captain."

The profiteer took me into the depths of the woods. Several big men with live ammunition and a thing covered with tarpaulins were standing there. From the outline of the big guy, I judged that it should be a mech, but it was strange. Yes, I can't even see the model number of this thing.

"Open!"

Asimov gave the order in a low voice, and several big men rushed forward and tore off the tarpaulin. As the stripped area expanded, a large mech with a strange shape was revealed.

The height is more than 17 meters. It is painted in blue-gray tone. It adopts armor plates and joint mechanisms with very large arcs, and protrudes in large areas. It looks very strong and strong. The most shocking thing is that the number of external firearms is terrifying. The number of automatic guns, large-caliber artillery, and missile launchers is more than twice that of [Il]. There are also probe-shaped unidentified devices on the armored shell, which look quite powerful.

The most important thing is, this mech looks familiar to me, no, I definitely know it!

"xt-915 [Yenisei]......."

I muttered the name of the unit.

"That's right, this is the strategic general-purpose mech developed by all the technological essence in the Pisces industrial cluster, xt-915 [Yenisei]. The performance of the armor is far higher than that of ordinary tactical armor, I think it should be easy to use with the strength of a captain."

Realizing the importance of this mech to the task at hand, I turned eagerly.

"How much is it, I'll buy it... Mom's credit is fine, anyway, sell it to me!"

Asimov laughed.

"It's free. From the transportation fee to the original price of the body, the captain doesn't need to pay a copper coin. The client has already paid in advance. We only need to deliver the goods safely."

"The client is..."

"I think you should know, Captain."

Yes, I do know that there is no second person on earth who can do this.

Something in my chest rolled up, a little hot and spicy, anyway, I felt very uncomfortable, suppressing this kind of thing in front of me, I forced myself to ask calmly.

"Did she... say anything?"

"Well, if I had to say something like 'the mark is already done, you won't be excited without that'."

I hurriedly looked at [Yenisei]'s head, and sure enough, I saw a standard smile on the mask. The size was no more, no less, and it really was Edith's style.

"Ha...haha...hahaha!"

I laughed, laughing until the sky was dark, laughing until tears came out.

When others feel bad, they want to hit the wall, jump into the river, or shoot their heads off. When I feel bad, I want to laugh. What a crazy person I am, haha.

Asimov looked at me quietly, and finally waited for me to laugh enough before speaking calmly:

"Captain, the mecha is ready, when do you need it?"

Wiping my tears and snot vigorously, I turned around and faced them. A group of people looked at me with shocked expressions, and I expressed my views in simple sentences.

"Use it immediately!"