Counterfeit Hero

Chapter 1303: Chapter 53: Strangulation (Part 3)

Breakthrough, obstruction.... The instant both sides made contact, an unending flurry of battle unfolded. The surrounding trees were shattered and scattered by Energy Cannons. Soil and broken rocks were launched into the sky from the slopes.

”Go, go!”

Amidst the red Mecha group suppressed by Jiepeng electronic attacks, a frantic roar erupted.

The central red metal stream accelerated madly, with black Mecha on both flanks desperately trying to break through the interception and join the formation. In the blink of an eye, the confrontation between the two sides ended in a decision. After sacrificing at least six red Mecha, the Chuckna people finally found a ray of hope. The Central Group, under the desperate cover of their companions on both sides, charged through the yet-to-be-closed gap and plunged into the narrow canyon.

Dust, smoke, sand, intense Mecha fighting forms, shrieking engine noise, and violent cannon sounds echoed throughout the valley.

”Chase! Chase them down!” Sablin roared.

He had already seen the command issued by the Mechanical Computer on the division’s command system.

The Second Battalion of the Second Armored Battalion and the 3rd Battalion were closely following the Blade Camp, rushing toward this direction at full speed.

The strength of the Second Armored Battalion is definitely unmatched by a fleeing second-rate Chuckna division. Regardless of whether the enemy’s main force is ahead, and no matter how many enemies are in front, Sablin believed that no one could stop the Blade Camp’s advance.

The armored company in front, along with those three White Mechas, are indeed the prey that he will inevitably sink his teeth into!

In the moment Baz retreated into the canyon after covering the rear, he felt like the strength of his entire body was nearly depleted. For this enemy lure, his First Company paid with the lives of eighteen Mechanical Warriors.

The Jiepeng Armored Battalion behind him is far superior to ordinary Mechanical Warriors. Previously strong combat reconnaissance squads are like domestic curs compared to this group of violent wolves!

Among the eighteen deceased Chuckna Warriors, at least ten were dragged down by a frantic Jiepeng Mecha. He, the infantry, and Mombarton gave their all, but those Jiepeng Mechanics under his threat simply disregarded their own safety.

Their Mechanical Control Technology was extremely simple yet effective; in close combat, one could clearly see the skilled use of some fighting skills.

A warrior like this on Mars might just be a Mechanical Fighter at best or even a Mechanical Knight. But a group of warriors like this, after enduring the harsh crucible of war, with extensive combat experience and strict tactical discipline united together is a frightening force.

What makes them terrifying isn’t their skill, but their experience, their quality, their recklessness!

Such opponents were not part of the planned adversary. With four hundred Mechas, attempting to annihilate such a battalion, what kind of price would be paid?! Would Fatty Commander dare to fight? How would he choose?!

In the blink of an eye, the team reached the center of the canyon.

Baz, infantry, and Mombarton charged left and right, fighting fiercely. The performance of the White Thunderbolt was pushed to the limit. Amid the piercing engine noise, the Mecha’s transmission lever moved swiftly, arms and legs transformed into invisible phantoms. All that can be heard is the violent clash of metal, the tearing of air, and the explosion of sounds.

The other Mechanical Warriors of the First Company were also fighting desperately. Li Weiguo, the tactical Commander, piloting a captured Spirit Cat, fought with all his might amidst the enemy’s frenzied slaughter. His mechanical energy shield had turned red long ago, and a third of his Mecha’s external armor had fallen off, exposing large metal shells on the shoulders, back, and thighs.

The Spirit Cat was fighting desperately, facing an increasing number of Jiepeng Mechas, Li Weiguo fought each move to the death. Beside him, more than ten Chuckna Warriors formed a circular defensive formation, retreating while fiercely resisting enemy attacks. In addition to the extremely brutal close-quarter melee, these Mechas continuously fired their Energy Cannons. Even when the enemy was close, the Energy Cannon continued firing over and over again.

The Mecha groups intertwined like pitchforks; from the middle of the canyon to its end, at least twenty Jiepeng Mechas fell alongside about as many Chuckna Mechas.

”Die!” A Taixing Mecha flashed past a Spirit Cat’s hind leg, crazily rushing up to knock it down to the ground. The two Mechas rolled on the ground like wrestling, punching and kicking, fiercely attacking each other’s weak spots. Both Mecha heads became scrap iron, with shattered armor and twisted shells beyond recognition.

Next to these two fighting warriors, other warriors from both sides charged without any regard for their lives.

A Jiepeng Mecha tried to support its fallen companion, but just as he stepped up, before launching a kick, he was hugged around the legs by a red Mecha crashing forward like a rogue. Another Jiepeng Mecha leapt forward, aiming to crush the red Mecha hugging the legs, but as he was about to succeed, a red Mecha slammed into him from an oblique angle, knocking him away.

The melee was everywhere; such battles were commonplace.

Jiepeng Mechanical Warriors were numerous, strong, and fearless of death, yet the red Mechas also recklessly charged. Both formations were torn apart and desperately regrouped, Energy Cannons fired even at close range, with everyone fighting fiercely. Apart from three charging White Mechas and four distinct Anubis, the rest of the Mechanic Warriors had no technique to speak of.

A punch blocked the attack of the White Mecha in front of him, Sablin retreated two steps, protected by several Spirit Cats.

In just a few seconds of engagement, he almost got killed by a Chuckna Mechanic in front of him. As he withdrew, his heart couldn’t calm down. The danger he just encountered caused his hair to stand on end.

”Come on then, bitch.....” Baz, with his sharp tongue, turned the loudspeaker to maximum, taunting the wolf-headed Jiepeng Mecha: ”Come here, I’ll slaughter you and eat dog meat!”

Sablin’s eyes burned red with fury, being a Level 9 Mecha Warrior, retreating after a few punches was an extraordinary humiliation. What shocked him further was that the opponent opened the loudspeaker and cursed during combat.

Yet he quickly suppressed his Anger. The enemy in front of him was already in the bag. The victor has the right to laugh. This opponent’s curse was only momentary satisfaction, and when he fell into Sablin’s hands, he’d show him what ’worse than death’ meant.

”Curse away...” Sablin opened his loudspeaker, sneering repeatedly: ”Let’s see how long you can curse. When you fall into my hands, I’ll make you eat your words out of your ass.....”

He hadn’t finished speaking when suddenly, a loud bugle sounded from the end of the canyon, and countless red Mechas poured down from the hillside like rolling thunder. Leading the charge were four identical White Mechas.

Trap! Sablin’s eyes widened with rage.

The White Mecha before him emitted a peal of hysterical laughter. The laughter was full of infinite pride.

”Kill!”

The voice shook the heavens and earth.

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