Counterfeit Hero

Chapter 457: 5 volumes 61 Chapters Heart-set Pill_3

However, air power can now only rely on a small number of Independent Army land-based fighters to sustain, and Jiacuo, under the full-scale operation of the Stephen Group, has already become a meat grinder. The struggle between both sides has reached a fever pitch. Three days ago, even with three elite Armored Divisions attacking head-on and two Armored Divisions maneuvering on the outskirts, they couldn’t advance an inch. They were stuck here!

The Expeditionary Army is having a hard time, and Stephen is also fighting bitterly. If it weren’t for Jiacuo’s defensive works and continually investing troops, Stephen wouldn’t have held on until now. The casualty ratio of his troops is much higher than that of the Expeditionary Army’s elite Armored Divisions!

The battle has reached this stage, and what is needed now is time!

Douglas asked Fatty Tian for five days, and now less than seventy hours remain. This time is like a rope tightening around their necks, slowly strangling them, making these commanders with frothing mouths restless!

Once the western line can’t hold, or the eastern line fails to capture Jiacuo within five days, and when Reinhardt marches straight to Prisk, dismantles the logistics base, kicks the land-based airport and missile base, cutting off their retreat, even without joining forces with Stephen to clamp down, the main force of the Expeditionary Army can only wander north and south.

After learning that Reinhardt has mobilized his main force and pressed the border at Long Line Ridge, the western line defense has become a looming threat in the minds of every Advanced Commander of the Expeditionary Army. They do not know when the entire campaign will be ruined due to the fall of the western line.

At today’s combat meeting held by the front-line command, aside from researching the attack on Jiacuo, the most important agenda is considering pulling an Armored Division and three Infantry Divisions from the currently scarce eastern line troops to reinforce Long Line Ridge!

However, as it stands now, this proposal no longer needs discussion.

The Newly-built 19th Division, in Mezrich, created a miracle!

This victory can at least guarantee the safety of the western line for ten days! No one knows how that Fatty managed to achieve this, but every Advanced Commander or military advisor can see from these few maps that this victory is a classic example of winning with less and is an outright triumph. It’s a confidence boost for the eastern front warfare!

What makes these commanders feel amused and excited is hearing that the Ryan Group cannot yet gather enough strength to stabilize its defense line. Several affiliated Armored Divisions show signs of dispersing separately. Their leader Reinhardt is being chased by Fatty, causing chaos!

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[Apollo] is running swiftly. The humiliating escape continues, but around, the [Vajra] Mechas providing protection are getting fewer and fewer.

The road of escape is littered with the remains of [Vajra], nearly half of which were destroyed by that [Magic Beast]. Long-range shooting, close combat, stabbing, smashing, throwing, dismantling, [Magic Beast] toys with the Mythical Army in all sorts of ways.

In front of a towering tree, [Apollo] slowly came to a halt. Reinhardt looked around, and after sending away the two platoons that had just turned back, only a company of [Vajra] Mechas remained to guard him.

In the distance, the roar of Mecha energy cannons and the sound of Mecha combat running echoed, growing ever closer. Reinhardt smiled bitterly; he no longer had the confidence to keep fleeing. The severely damaged Mecha and his almost cramping hands made him despair.

The road ahead held no glimpse of hope. Every time Reinhardt tried to approach the Mythical Army’s main camp, that Fatty would steer him onto a different path! Moreover, on the radar, those Mythical Army units dispatched to intercept him seemed to have lost their speed and sharpness. Especially Boge’s regiment, which appeared slow and hesitant.

Bitterness filled Reinhardt’s mouth. He knew that even if he ultimately escaped the pursuit, he had already lost all advantages in the Mezrich confrontation.

”General,” a trusted bodyguard of Reinhardt jumped out of the [Vajra], his eyes on the ground. ”Let’s swap Mechas.”

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