Perhaps your troops are extremely tough, or perhaps your tactics are more ingenious, your weapons are more advanced, or you even have all the advantages of time, place, and people on your side. In your opinion, it would be difficult to lose this battle even if you deliberately tried. But you lose. Because you are defeated by something that no one can control.
Luck!
When a specific time coincides with this element at a specific location, the result is likely to be completely contrary to the initial prediction.
At that moment, the federal forces undoubtedly had good luck. These soldiers, who had reduced their defensive shields to the minimum and were almost fighting naked, not only had not a single piece of armor destroyed by the enemy but also, by a stroke of luck, gained the upper hand.
During the ancient Earth's war era, there were often cases where one soldier chased a group of soldiers.
Morale and luck!
Without the morale of cutting off all means of retreat, such a crazy act would not be possible. And without luck, even if a fleeing soldier turned around and fired a random shot, he could kill this idiot who was chasing a group of people.
An ancient Chinese philosopher once said, "When the hearts of the people are scattered, it's difficult to lead the team." Now, this saying made the imperial army commander's mouth taste bitter. The soldiers under his command could no longer be rallied, and most of them had fallen into a state of fighting on their own.
Under the pressure of watching one mecha after another being destroyed and exploding by the federal forces, the imperial forces began to waver gradually, which then developed into sporadic routs. Eventually, this route suddenly turned into a panicked flight. The mechas fleeing in all directions were like a flock of sheep scattered by a hungry wolf.
Tian Kaiwen's mouth also tasted bitter. He really wanted to burst into tears. This life was unbearable. Behind him, the shadow of the imperial outflanking armored unit was already faintly visible. In at most ten minutes, that armored unit could bypass this jungle and reach the battlefield.
In this chaotic battlefield, Tian Kaiwen thought, "If I escape back, I'll apply for discharge!"
The hapless, fat Tian Kaiwen was running, sweating profusely.
A year of scout training hadn't reduced his weight by even a little bit, and half a year of war experience had only prevented this fat man from gaining more weight.
"If I had known I couldn't lose weight, why did I come here to endure this hardship?"
Tian Kaiwen felt that his life was simply a tragedy.
If he had stayed in the villa left to him by his deceased parents, driven his flying car, found a simple job, married a beautiful wife, and drank with some friends after work, that would have been the life he dreamed of.
"I'm Corporal Tian Kaiwen, a mechanical maintenance soldier of the Temporary Logistics Detachment. Requesting communication."
Tian Kaiwen, his tongue almost tripping, shouted loudly while running towards the battlefield.
"Is that the fat guy who came to repair the machines a few days ago? Why are you still here?"
This was the regional channel of the armored unit. Being able to connect to this closed channel meant that the person was nearby. The land combat mecha soldiers were very surprised. The battle had been going on for two days and one night, and this fat guy who had come to repair the mechas a few days ago was still there.
Tian Kaiwen thought, not knowing whether to laugh or cry (with a mixture of amusement and bitterness), "I want to run, but can the battlefield recorder on my arm allow me to run away casually?"
The fat guy didn't know that the battlefield recorder usually didn't restrict logistics troops from leaving the battlefield. Its main function was to record battle achievements and limit combat soldiers from leaving the combat radius. However, for soldiers with abnormal data, the battlefield recorder would modify the instructions. More than twenty times, disengaging from the battle without firing a single shot, without killing any enemy, remaining hidden outside the battle all the time, and even without any enemy being able to detect and shoot at them.
What else could this be but abnormal data?
Tian Kaiwen's combat data had entered the red-alert list of the computer in the Federal Battle Command Center.
"Fat guy, run on your own," said the mecha commander of L9-2101.
"How can I run!?"
Tian Kaiwen wailed pitifully.
"Except for this small patch of jungle, it's all flat ground all around. The imperial heavy-duty mechas have also arrived."
The imperial [Beast II] heavy-duty mecha had a twelve-meter-high combat section, weighed eighty tons, and was made of all-alloy. It was equipped with an all-around radar and a heavy-duty energy defensive shield. When climbing and moving, it used eight anti-joint mechanical legs with a speed of 120 kilometers per hour. In the prone position, it had sixteen huge mechanical wheels and could reach a speed of 280 kilometers per hour on the road. It could carry 20 medium-sized missiles and was equipped with 4 anti-air missiles, two energy autocannons, and a 360-degree rotary [Fire Snake] heavy machine gun.
For such a behemoth, it would be like child's play to detect and shoot dead a fat guy running at 20 kilometers per hour, wearing a logistics soldier's vest, and carrying a modified broken gun outside the jungle.
"There's no time left. Everyone, follow the single-soldier mechas in front and chase. First, head north, then west, then south, and follow the Supengman River. The central defense line in the east has been breached, and we're being blocked from behind."
Tian Kaiwen was panting heavily. The high-speed running made his lungs feel like they were congesting. Every breath he took was scorching hot. It took him five gulps of saliva to finish saying these few words.
"Fat guy, is this for real?"
The mecha soldiers were skeptical.
"Damn it! I'm a scout from the special training unit!"
All the mecha soldiers fell silent and immediately began to execute Tian Kaiwen's plan.
On the battlefield, scouts were the people that combatants were most willing to believe. Even battle plans had to be confirmed by scouts before being executed. In the ever-changing battle, scouts often became the reliance of combatants. Analyzing the situation on the battlefield and choosing the correct retreat direction were compulsory courses for scouts. Therefore, without time for debate, the mecha soldiers immediately and unreservedly believed Tian Kaiwen and accelerated their advance northward.
When the fat guy reached the edge of the jungle and saw the federal mechas rolling away at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour
"It's over!"
Tian Kaiwen forcefully threw the gun in his hand onto the ground and cried, "Damn you guys! Why didn't you take me along?"