After
the assessment, the special training students of the current term were assigned to the Baimu Star Region Military Region.
Tian Xingjian stayed in the special training team for another half a year. After systematically mastering the knowledge of mechanical maintenance, he was recommended by the colonel to his old friend, the Chief of Staff of Logistics of the Atlantis Star Region Military Region. Then, Tian Xingjian went to the First Squadron of the Logistics Squadron of the Third Armored Battalion of the Fifth Armored Division of the Galileo Galaxy, which belongs to the Atlantis Star Region, and became a corporal recruit.
At first, Tian Xingjian was a little proud. After all, he was a person who came out of the special training team, and he had undergone special training in the reconnaissance battalion and the mechanical maintenance battalion. He became a corporal directly under the recommendation of the colonel, which was one level higher than other recruits who graduated from the special training team. After going down to the company, the squad leader of the first squad of the logistics squadron was also a corporal.
Good luck ends here...
Three days after Tian Xingjian reported for duty, the Gacharin Empire invaded the Atlantis Star Region of the Lelemingzu Federation, and the war broke out. In half a year, four immigrant planets in the Galileo Galaxy fell one after another. Following the remnants of the Fifth Division to retreat to Milok II, they were surrounded by the Newton Front of the Imperial Army and the Galileo Front that followed. After finally boarding the ship of the Ninth Division, they were ordered by the headquarters to join the defense of Milok. The Imperial
Army landed on Milok within a week.
Then, this fat man who was considered to have some ability to escape was sent to this forward position to help repair the mecha.
Then, the Imperial Army attacked.
I didn't even have a chance to catch my breath!
Now Tian Xingjian can only run for his life.
Racing with the mecha on his two legs, Tian Xingjian was angry and afraid. No matter how fast he ran, it was only about 20 kilometers per hour. Compared with the mecha, it was a typical tortoise and hare race. The only thing to be thankful for was that the mecha was not easy to move in the jungle due to its size. And how to survive in the jungle and get rid of the enemy was one of Tian Xingjian's forte. Besides, he was just a logistics maintenance soldier. Who would be interested in hunting him down?
Climbing up a big tree, Tian Xingjian carefully observed the situation on the battlefield. If the twelve centipede-like federal land battle mechas could leave the battlefield, Tian Xingjian would not mind following them in the dark to retreat.
A smooth journey is of course a good thing. If you encounter a small number of enemy troops, at least you have this not-so-weak force to rely on. If you encounter a large number of enemies, Tian Xingjian will disappear without a trace like a little star next to the sun.
The focus of the battle was on the small hill that Tian Xingjian had just left. Two federal Honor 15 land battle mechas had already approached the hill first. The Holy Armor 22 individual mechas of a squadron of the Empire that followed were like a group of crazy bees. Some of them formed a skirmish line and kept attacking the two Honor 15s. The other part turned on the high-speed propulsion rockets and detoured to the hill, completely ignoring the long-term hovering in the air and becoming the target of the Honor 15.
The federal army was in danger. They couldn't get rid of the enemy in front, and if the commanding heights in the rear were controlled, they would not be able to fight. Only by controlling the small hill and relying on this defense point could most mechas leave the battle.
There was silence in the headset.
"Damn it! Let's go 2119. Brothers, help us take care of me."
An Honor 15 closest to the small hill forced its way out of the battlefield without cover and rushed to the top of the hill.
The exposed l9-2119 immediately became the target of public attack. After a few hundred meters of road, the defense shield was hit into red, which symbolized extreme danger.
"2119, you fucking come back."
"Fire, fire"
"Go, guys, we can't let 2119 die in front of us."
"There are no cowards in the Lele Federation."
"Boys, are we warriors?"
"We are!"
And!
"We have always been!!"
All the federal Honor 15 mechas roared loudly. They all rushed out of their positions at the same time. The rotating energy machine guns on the top of the mechas opened up their firepower to the limit. At the same time, the energy shield quickly turned light red. This meant that in order to cover 2119, these mechas did not hesitate to turn the energy valve to the top of the attack, and they completely gave up the shields that could sustain their survival
. "Haha, it's really fucking fun, you bitches of Gacharin, get beaten up."
"Little fleas of the Empire, let me teach you a lesson."
"This missile greets your mother, and this one greets your father."
The Empire was stunned by the sudden increase in firepower of the Federation Army. The twelve red mechas that rushed out were like twelve killing gods jumping out of hell, with red light all over their bodies, waving their deadly sickles, and the missiles pouring out were like dense sprees.
"l9-2108, enemy concentration area at 1 o'clock, open fire!"
"l9-2117, advance!"
"l9-2121, advance!"
"l9-2119, keep advancing! We're almost there, guys."
"l9-2110, advance!"
"l9-2111, fuck you, 2119, that place is mine."
"l9-2106, charge up, don't fall behind those bastards."
"l9-2133, advance."
"l9-2129, brothers, let's go."
"l9-2101, advance ."
Tian Xingjian, who was climbing on the tree, trembled uncontrollably, and his skin was instantly covered with goose bumps. Whether this performance was excitement or fear, Tian Xingjian himself didn't know. He only knew that he would never forget the scene in front of him. An Honor 15 with its defense shield down to red was madly approaching the hill, and the other two mechas that had given up their defense energy were desperately blocking the swarming Empire mechas. There were also nine mechas that had also given up their defensive energy. While pouring out their overdrawn firepower, they moved closer to the hill, attracting enemy fire.
"Forward! Honor 15"
Twelve Honor 15 land combat mechas blew a loud charge song that reached the sky with high-pitched fire and burning blood. The
sudden counterattack of the Honor 15 land combat mechas caught the Imperial Army off guard. Although they had an advantage in numbers, they were all single-soldier mechas after all. This type of mecha had no advantage at all against medium-sized mechas except for its flexibility. A direct missile or two energy cannons could easily destroy a Saint Armor 22.
Seeing Saint Armor 22s explode into balls of fire under the crazy firepower coverage of the federal army, the Imperial Army's firepower advantage that originally relied on numbers was gradually lost. Now the ratio of the number of mechas on both sides has reached 5:1. That is to say, there are only about 60 Imperial mechas that are still capable of attacking, and after a long battle, the five light missiles that the Saint Armor 22 can carry have been almost used up. The reserve firepower on the battlefield has dropped to a very dangerous level. Without missiles, relying on two onboard machine guns can only tickle the Honor 15 of the Federation.
The Honor 15's life-and-death fighting style made the Imperial [***] terrified. The losses were rapidly increasing, and one after another panicked Imperial mechas were hit. Panic spread uncontrollably among the Imperial [***]. The Imperial [***] within the range of the Federation Army's firepower did not even dare to raise their heads, and they all looked for craters or obstacles to hide.
War is a very strange thing.
Maybe your men are very strong, or maybe your tactics are more sophisticated, your weapons are more advanced, or even the weather, the place and the people are all right. In your opinion, it is difficult to lose this battle even if you want to. But you lost. Because you lost to something that no one can control.
Luck!
When you encounter this thing at a specific time and in a specific place, the result is likely to be completely opposite to the initial expectation.
The Federation Army was undoubtedly very lucky at this time. This group of soldiers who lowered their defense shields to the lowest point and almost [***] went into battle not only had no armor destroyed by the enemy, but also accidentally gained the upper hand.
In the ancient Earth war period, there were often examples of a soldier chasing a group of soldiers.
Morale and luck
Without the morale of burning the boats, such crazy actions would not have been possible, and without luck, even if the fleeing soldier turned around and shot casually, he could kill the idiot who was chasing a group of people.
A philosopher in ancient China once said: "When people's hearts are scattered, it is difficult to lead the team." Now, this sentence is so profound that the commander of the [***] emperor feels bitter. The soldiers under his command could no longer be gathered together, and most of them were trapped in a situation of fighting on their own.
Under the pressure of watching one mecha after another being destroyed and exploded by the federal army, the Empire began to waver slowly, and then developed into sporadic collapse. In the end, this collapse suddenly turned into a panic-stricken rout. The mechas that fled in all directions were like sheep scattered by hungry wolves.
Tian Xingjian's mouth was also bitter. He really wanted to cry bitterly. This day was unbearable. Behind him, the shadow of the Empire's flanking armored team had already appeared vaguely. At most ten minutes, the armored team would be able to bypass this jungle and reach the battlefield.
In this chaotic battlefield. Tian Xingjian thought: "If I escape back, I will apply for discharge!"
The poor fat man Tian Xingjian ran with sweat pouring down his face.
A year of scout training did not reduce his weight that much, and half a year of war experience only prevented this fat man from continuing to gain weight.
"If I knew I couldn't lose weight, why would I come to suffer this?"
Tian Xingjian felt that his life was simply a tragedy.
If he could stay in the villa and flying car left to him by his parents when they died, find a simple job, marry a beautiful wife, and drink with some friends after work, this would be his dream life.
"I am Corporal Tian Xingjian, a mechanical maintenance soldier of the temporary logistics detachment. I want to talk to you."
Tian Xingjian shouted loudly while running towards the battlefield.
"The fat man who came to repair the mecha a few days ago? Why are you still here?"
This is the regional channel of the armored team. Being able to connect to this closed channel proves that this person is nearby. The land combat mecha soldier was very strange. The battle had lasted for two days and one night, and the fat man who came here to repair the mecha a few days ago was still here.
Tian Xingjian thought with a smile: "I want to run, but can the battlefield recorder on my arm let me run away at will?"
The fat man didn't know that
the battlefield recorder usually does not restrict the logistics troops from leaving the battlefield. Its main function is to record the battle record and limit the combat soldiers from leaving the combat radius. However, for soldiers with abnormal data, the battlefield recorder will modify the instructions. He left the battle more than 20 times without firing a single shot, did not kill any enemy, and always remained hidden outside the battle, so that no enemy could even find him and shoot at him. If
this is not abnormal data, what is it?
Tian Xingjian's combat data has entered the red alert list of the computer of the federal combat command center.
"Fatty, run away by yourself." The l9-2101 mecha captain said,
"How to run away!?"
Tian Xingjian wailed in a very resentful voice.
"Except for this small piece of jungle, the surroundings are all flat. The heavy mechas of the Empire have also come up." The
warhead of the "Beast" 2 heavy mecha of the Empire is 12 meters high and weighs 80 tons. It is made of all alloy. It is equipped with an all-round radar and a heavy energy-generating shield. It uses eight anti-joint mechanical legs when climbing and walking, with a speed of 120 kilometers per hour. It has 16 huge mechanical wheels when lying down, and can reach a speed of 280 kilometers per hour when traveling on the road. It can carry 20 medium-sized missiles, and is equipped with 4 anti-aircraft missiles, two energy machine guns and a 360-degree rotating "Fire Snake" heavy machine gun.
It would be easy for such a guy to find and kill a fat man wearing a logistics soldier's vest and carrying a modified broken gun in the jungle.
"There is no time. Let's follow the single-soldier mecha in front. Go north, west, and south first, along the Supengman River. The central defense line in the east has been breached, and there are people blocking us from behind."
Tian Xingjian gasped for air, and his lungs began to feel congested due to the high-speed running. Every breath he took was hot, and he swallowed five mouthfuls of saliva before he finished speaking these few words.
"Fatty, is this true?"
The mecha soldiers were half-believing and half-doubting.
"Fuck! I'm a scout from the special training team!"
The mecha soldiers were all silent and immediately began to implement Tian Xingjian's plan.
On the battlefield, scouts are the people that combatants are most willing to trust. Even the combat plan must be confirmed by the scouts before it can be implemented. In the ever-changing battle, scouts often become the objects of reliance for combatants. How to analyze the situation on the battlefield and choose the correct direction of retreat is a compulsory course for scouts. Therefore, the mecha soldiers who had no time to argue immediately believed Tian Xingjian without reservation and accelerated to the north.
When the fat man ran to the edge of the jungle, looking at the federal mecha rolling away at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour,
"It's over!"
Tian Xingjian threw the gun in his hand to the ground fiercely. Crying: "You fucking take me with you."