[Antenna] activates electromagnetic interference, the attack area is spread over a radius of 5 kilometers, within half an hour, if not directly destroyed, [antenna] is the absolute master here, no signal can escape its cage. Even if the emperor [***] has a more powerful electronic countermeasures weapon, in order to struggle from the disadvantage of counterpressure, the fastest is half an hour later.
One Fury and six Warrior Pioneers stayed behind to protect Antenna, and the other individual Mechs had entered the assault line, and as soon as the electromagnetic interference started, like the galloping horse, the Mechs launched a collective raid.
The charge of armored combat units on the battlefield has a very frightening momentum, dozens of individual mecha can be said to be earth-shaking, this action has played a very good effect, the alarm sounded in the base, the sound of the guard mecha is clear and legible, 500 meters away, the charging federal mecha launched the first batch of missiles, Every time the fat man saw the salvo of the missile he would sigh, too much like the scene under the microscope in the science and education film, especially the sperm missile attack the egg castle, really nice. He always wondered how those scientific and educational films were made, and finally realized that it was a computer simulation using real images, too deceptive, fat man was sorry.
The missile accurately hit the gate and the wall, with the sound of the explosion, the gate and the temporary wall made of steel were lifted high, dusty, the entire wall was blown out of the gap of nearly 100 meters, which is just the mecha parking area of the warning camp, Imperial soldiers wearing shorts are desperately climbing on the mecha.
How could the fat guys get their mechs up and running? He was the first to pounce, and the raggedy Mecha charged forward in a strange posture, like a baboon with qing hair.
Quickly destroyed within sight, such raids are usually not met with much resistance, after all, the power of the machine guns and missiles are enough to send the enemy back to sleep as soon as they are awake.
The two rows of barracks were quickly cleared, and none of the living Mechs in the parking area could board. Fat fight has always had a rule, can not give each other a chance, do not give, do not ask, a shot dead. However, he was timid, he never thought about it in his heart, before entering the army, this guy had never fought once, although every time he had a conflict with people, he gnashed his teeth in his heart and tried to beat himself up, and eventually he drained his breath and calmed down.
I'm a fucking pacifist by nature, too compassionate. Can't bear to see people bleed. Or I would have... In that way The scene was extremely bloody, violent and brutal... Fat man stinks at his friend.
This time, it was not a fight, but a real battle of life and death, perhaps because he had already killed people on the way to escape, passed this threshold in his heart, or perhaps in the war, human psychology has different degrees of variation, anyway, the fat man now does not regard the enemy in front of him as a living person, when the logic of the machine gun swept on these Imperial soldiers wearing only shorts, Turning them into a mass of splattered flesh and blood, the fat man did not feel a little sick and scared, but the excitement came up, a man driving the tattered mecha began to advance to the base.
Artillery fire began to spread, missiles and artillery spread inside the base, and some of the farther away Imperial Mechs finally came out, some were on patrol nearby, and others survived the extended fire of the Federation Mechs. The Union fire began to be suppressed, and by the time all the Union Mechs had methodically cut through the base gate and split into two arrows for a deep assault, Fat Man had already collided with the oncoming Imperial Mechs.
Twenty to one. The fat man quickly recognized the situation.
A missile flew in and hit Logic right in the chest, and the raggedy Mecha immediately fell to the ground. The huge explosion blew a hole in Logic's chest, exposing its damaged circuits to the air, sparking and emitting black smoke.
The Imperial soldiers thought it was so strange, what was this piece of crap, that a one-shot thing would be the first to attack it? Since when has the Federation been so poor?
However, the attacking Federal army has invaded the base, and the guard company responsible for the defense of the gate cannot have resistance in such a dense artillery fire, so the Imperial mecha have no time to consider running forward over the destroyed Federal mecha, and there is a mecha with energy cannons to the pile of crap on the ground, there is no reaction... And almost destroyed an Imperial Mech that went straight for the gate over a broken body.
The sight shocked the soldiers of the Special reconnaissance company.
"No way? How can a company officer who came in the afternoon be killed?"
"Fat man, fat man!
"He is so cunning, why does he go mad when he fights?"
"The mecha must be disabled, I don't know if the person is still alive."
"With a hole like that in his chest, he must be dead."
"All hands on deck, get the company officer's mecha back."
"Revenge, revenge!
The regional communication channel of the special reconnaissance company was in a mess, and no one expected that the fat man who had just met would be killed by the enemy so soon. Did the fat guy eat the fire yao? One man goes in there.
Just when they thought Tian Xingjian had been sacrificed, behind the more than 20 Imperial mecha, the tattered Warcraft 3 type actually climbed up again.
The soldiers of the scout company were in tears, this was a heroic scene, saw the raggedwarcraft like a soldier who had just risen from hell again, two missiles hit the Imperial Mecha running past him at close range, and then the robot arm of Warcraft grabbed another Imperial Mecha and smashed the cockpit to pieces with a punch.
This is what a tragic scene, ah, after the Warcraft 3 to stand up again, there are at least 40 or 50 Imperial Mecha swarming.
Forty to one?
Several energy shells hit the tattered Warcraft 3.
The Mech fell tragically again in flames.
'Fat man!
"Fight!! Hit me hard!"
"Go! Revenge on the company deputy!"
The angry federal soldiers began their charge, the two fire support [fury] issued a roar of anger, six energy cannons fired hundreds of shells, like a flying ribbon in the night, the dust flew into obliviation. Two missile launchers fired high-explosive missiles almost without pause, sending loud explosions into the air.
Two individual mecha arrows quickly interpenetrate, separating dozens of arriving Imperial Mecha, there is no communication command, radar and weapon locking system is also disabled, how can the Imperial Mecha rely on manual manual work can be the opponent of these well-trained and occupied the initiative of the Federal special Scouts?
Raggedy Mech of Warcraft stands up again...
Several companies of soldiers were crying...
"Isn't that a death wish?" They thought, "How brave Lian Vice is! So fearless!"
In the rush of Imperial Mechs, Warcraft fell...
The soldiers of the Special Reconnaissance Company began to feel strange... .
The monster stood up again...
The beast fell...
And Warcraft... ..
Over and over again... The Imperial Mechs, racing forward under heavy fire, were caught one by one by the ragged Mechs in their midst.
The fat man enjoyed it, and his raggedy jaeges were getting better at fighting.
"Fat man! What the fuck are you doing? "
Rashid's howling on the channel.
The tears dried from the faces of all the Union soldiers... They felt as if they had been played by that wretched fat man.
'Despicable!
There was a chorus of angry insults on the channel.