Mecha Soldier's Notes

It's funny, after entering the stealth mode, one of my actions was to feel the heartbeat, but because the heartbeat was so normal, I couldn't feel it after a long time.

According to Captain Korninov's judgment criteria, I am already the number one qualified ace mech soldier who can sleep and eat on the spot no matter how crazy the battle is.

The pursuit of the allied forces is slowly going away, but the mecha's invisibility time is also gradually counting down in seconds. It seems that although this thing is convenient to use, it is a very energy-consuming device. A small reactor is used as an energy carrier, and it is estimated that conventional military batteries will not be able to consume it at all.

With 1 upsets, I lowered the altitude to reduce the possibility of being discovered, and turned off the plasma diffuser again.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sudden chaos below. Countless black shadows that were originally static were squirming, as if thousands of herds of beasts were migrating. Before I adjusted the scope to observe, there were dozens of The fire beam shot up from the ground, and [Yenisei]'s shoulder mechanism was hit by a heavy blow when caught off guard, and a plasma diffuser was immediately disabled, which was blocked by a new type of alloy steel with amazing strength. The body was also almost blown away by the huge impact.

There is an army hidden on the ground!

I cursed, pulled up the mecha quickly, and escaped the range of the anti-aircraft gun. Although it was a fierce battle, the remaining ammunition on board still had an astonishing [-]% remaining, which was more than enough to overturn an army below the regiment level. Knock on all armed safety locks and prepare to clean the ground with all gun ports.

Fortunately, one second before firing, my mind, which was about to go berserk, calmed down a little.Although my altitude was low just now, it was at least [-] meters above. None of the active anti-aircraft guns of the Allied Army can reach this height, but the [-]mm heavy anti-aircraft guns of the Treaty Army can easily do it. arrive.

Could it be that the one below is one of our own?

These guys obviously used special camouflage, and they could only see a blurry shadow with the night vision equipment. I adjusted the fixed bomb of the rocket launcher to the tracer bomb type, and fired four rounds in a row to open up a small area of ​​illumination. Switch the scope to a normal white light model.

This time I finally saw clearly that what was shooting desperately below was the [-]mm self-propelled anti-aircraft gun of the Treaty Army standard, and the operators jumping up and down were all in Treaty Army uniforms.

"Damn, you are blind..."

Halfway through the scolding, I immediately realized something was wrong, because [Yenisei] is not a treaty army model, and it probably has never been logged in the database. It suddenly appeared on top of someone's head in a nervous manner, and it would be strange if you didn't hit you.But the problem is that I can't rush down and kill them all, it's a pain in the ass.

Three flashes and two flashes, I also got hairy, and turned on the plasma diffuser again, making [Yenisei] completely disappear in the night.

I have never seen such a strange phenomenon before, and the Treaty Bureau was in a mess just like the Allied Army just now. I took the opportunity of the last ten seconds and landed on the ground smoothly. When I landed, I was considered sharp-eyed My buddies reacted, and immediately turned around and bombarded me.

"Damn it, shut up and let me finish first!"

In a fit of rage, I used my shield as a hammer, and with two bangs, I distorted the barrel of a [-]mm anti-aircraft gun, and then kicked the other one away, and the thing was spinning Throwing it out, knocked a bunch of ammunition boxes into the air, and the rest of the people were so frightened that they froze in place and did not dare to move.

"Listen to me, I am Captain Chen Xiang, a mecha soldier of the No.30 Third Group Army Foreign Training Squad. You can call me Captain, you can call me Passerby, and it's okay to call me Gray Smile. I'm here to scold you, we've been bleeding for more than 20 days, we're sacrificing, the only wish of many people when they die is to see you appear, but look at what you're doing now, damn it, you're covered here like a tortoise No, you guys are even worse than tortoises, they at least know how to stick their heads out to see the light, you are a bunch of bastards!"

The anger value accumulated to the limit, I turned the loudspeaker to the maximum volume and roared, the sound was so loud that even I could hear it in the cockpit, but I still felt that the volume was not loud enough.

There was silence all around, everyone lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at me, with mixed emotions of anger and shame on their faces.

Suddenly, someone mustered up the courage to take a step forward.

"No, Captain, you misunderstood, it's actually..."

Before I finished speaking, I heard a scalp-numbing ghost sound from the pickup.

"Hey, what are you doing! This guy is a spy, a deserter, shoot him immediately, shoot him!"

I am very familiar with both the tone and the tone. When I looked away, I was not surprised to see a Slavic soldier in a fancy dress with two guards, standing on the roof of the headquarters, roaring hysterically. Barking like a mad dog with red eyes.

Just right, I was looking for you.

"Hurry up, kill him, do you hear me, or I will die..."

I didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, so I set up the armored machine gun and fired two shots with my hands. His two guards were hit head-on by the 47mm heavy bullet flying at [-] times the speed of sound, and they collapsed immediately without even screaming. Into a heap of fragments of flesh and blood.

The Slavic woman whose head and face were smeared with the flesh and blood of her confidant immediately froze there, motionless, and the scene was as dead as a cemetery.

I drove the [Yenisei] step by step, and forced it up with a murderous look, then I opened the hatch, stepped on the hatch cover and jumped onto the roof.This damn face is unmistakable. Although I have seen it countless times since I came in the first semester, I still feel disgusting when I look at it horizontally and vertically, especially when it is poured with blood and flesh like pig blood soup.

"Mom...damn, you bastard..."

The Slavic woman twisted her face and let out a roar, and reached for the handle of the gun at her waist, but I moved faster than him, grabbed his beautiful collar with one hand, pulled it over and threw it out like a sandbag , the guy screamed and flew down from the two-meter-high roof, hit the ground, vomited blood, and fell half to death.

Anger rushed to the center of my eyebrows, I jumped down regardless of 21, and snatched an automatic rifle from a frightened guard, turned it upside down and pointed the butt at the Slavic **** who was still rolling on the ground. With a slam, the kid howled like a dog and ran away.

"Damn, get up, haven't you been crazy all the time? Get up!"

I slammed the butt of the gun on his calf, and the bones in that part suddenly twisted into an unnatural arc. He rushed forward, smashed his head and face, and smashed his flesh and blood.

"Get up, damn it, get up!"

The teeth are ringing, and the bones are ringing too. It is undoubtedly quite terrifying to hold back a person's anger to a certain extent. I exerted the greatest force every time, and smashed through the flesh and blood to become a bone. From the ribs to the sternum, everything was smashed to pieces by me.

The screams of the Slavic guns gradually became thinner, and finally there was no sound at all, but I was still smashing hard. If the fiberglass butt broke, I would replace the barrel, and if the barrel was bent, I would punch and kick. Not idle either.

When I was finally tired from the beating, there was only a lump of rotten flesh left in front of me. When I raised my head, I realized that because I was so absorbed in the beating, I didn't realize that thousands of people had gathered around me unknowingly. Hundreds of people stared straight at this side, looking at me for a while, and then at the pile of rotten meat.

The cold wind blew over and over again, and the entire camp was eerily silent.

But I really don't have time to play static games with them. The military watch shows that the time is already ten o'clock in the evening. If there is no decision tonight, it will be noon tomorrow at most. I'm going to die!

"I'm sorry, I killed your teacher, what should you do next, continue to shrink here and be bastards, or..."

An old voice suddenly cut in, interrupted my words, and squeezed out an old military officer in his 50s from the crowd.

"Because of the accidental death of the division commander, according to the military regulations, I am now acting as the division commander. Do you have any objections?"

The officers and soldiers around were stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded in agreement.

But I couldn't relax yet, staring at the old officer's lips and guessing his next order.

"All the optical camouflage will be removed below, and the whole army will enter a state of combat readiness, ready to attack the Allied Danzig line of defense overnight!"

After speaking, he turned his overly calm gaze to this side.

"Since you can get out, you should know the captain in the weak area of ​​the defense line, and I will have to work hard for you to make an extra trip to lead the way."

"No... no problem, of course no problem."

I replied in a dizzy head, and there was a long-suppressed cheer around me. The soldiers ran away and entered their combat positions to get ready. Self-propelled artillery, main battle tanks, mechas, and various mechanical equipment were in operation. The sound pierced the sky, and the entire camp was filled with passionate fighting spirit.

I felt a little relaxed, and I felt my legs were a little weak, and I almost wanted to sit on the ground. It seems that good luck always takes care of the brave, and my life-gambling adventure has succeeded again!