Halfway up the hill, the independent combat group that just sprinted into the crater. About a dozen soldiers, including Feng Yi, fell silent. Only two mobile soldiers were panting, leaning on the rim of the crater...

In the cockpit of the mecha, the two soldiers had come together because of their shared love for Revenge Shadow Rider. Due to this shared interest, the two had established a strong bond over the span of just a few months.

Their favorite part was the battle between Revenge Shadow Rider and Jiu Ling of Saudi. It was absolutely thrilling. Jiu Ling, who was the enemy they were facing today, whenever they thought about it, the new soldier became filled with excitement. He suddenly spoke, "I guess after today, we won't be able to see Revenge Shadow Rider online anymore," he said.

"Nonsense, of course we will. Aren't we playing Star Wars for 5 hours every day? I believe that Revenge Shadow Rider will come online," he replied.

"Hehe..." the panting new recruit smirked, "I actually regretted joining the army because I admired Revenge Shadow Rider, what about you?"

Boom! Another explosion sounded outside the crater, debris rained down into the pit. They stared blankly, it seemed another comrade had fallen in battle.

The squad leader, a hearty man, replied bluntly, "Of course I regret it, who wouldn't at this critical moment? How can you still laugh about it?"

"Well, I have to laugh, despite the regret, at least from the Revenge Shadow Rider, I learned a quality."

"What quality?"

"Persistence! Even ordinary people can be heroic, I believe that the person behind Revenge Shadow Rider must have tried hard in the face. The fact tells me that if you have a dream and work tirelessly, it will reward you, we are not any inferior to the Red Cloak elite."

"You're just a loser, forget about turning things around."

The two laughed heartily at the same time, with a carefree spirit. At such a critical juncture, they still managed to laugh, which left the silent soldiers in the communication channel speechless.

Inside a private villa within Big Macs, Jiu Ling was sound asleep when an urgent Heavenly Communication woke her up. Her sleepy eyes opened and she received the order to support the third line of defense.

The Saudi command room was in chaos, but once the Heavenly Communication was connected, the generals heaved a sigh of relief!

The arrogant girl turned out to be Red Cloak sent by General Kanda Yuta to assist Big Macs, his personal account was directly in charge. Getting her to take on missions was entirely up to her mood, luckily, Jiu Ling, was not negligent in her fights despite her arrogance.

On the contrary, the current Jiu Ling has become more combative. This was because of her loss against the Revenge Shadow Rider, after all the taste of failures isn't pleasant. Even though the matter was suppressed by the Saudi authorities, the front-line officers and soldiers knew the truth. Therefore, Jiu Ling needed an outlet, and she needed to regain her confidence by securing one victory after another.

What the command room communicated to Jiu Ling was simple, they hoped that she would cooperate with the plan, and do her best to demolish the morale of the Federal Army. In simple words, go hard and taunt them as much as possible.

Although she did not agree with this approach, she had no choice, as this was all part of the operation. After a while, with the Devil Angel's rear propulsion system making a hissing noise, the bright red Mecha abruptly took flight.

Everyone knew who Jiu Ling was in Saudi. At least no one was unaware of the existence of the Devil Angel. She was the only female pilot in Saudi who is most probable to catch up with the Heavenly Kings. As the Devil Angel descended onto the battlefield, the entire battlefield was rendered dull and sallow. The intermittent artillery fires, the rolling smoke, seemed to overshadow its brilliance. However this mecha from the skies radiated immense pressure onto the Federal Army like a Valkyrie.

She's finally here!

The Federal Army fell silent. On the other hand, the opposite was true for the Saudi Army. They had the upper hand from the beginning. When a commander loudly shouted, the soldiers, with a fervor as if they don't care about death, raged towards the Federal Army's cluster.

The Devil Angel drew out her laser gun and twirled it smoothly in her hands two times. The movements were so fluid that in the midst of all this, no one could deny the smoothness. With two tosses of the gun, the brave Federal soldiers hadn't even taken out their defensive shields when their Mechas exploded into dust amid the booming sound.

Screech...Pop...Bang...

The Devil Angel attacked rhythmically, neither proud nor impatient, neither quick nor slow. She patiently reaped everything that was available for the taking.

Facing Jiu Ling's merciless precision attacks, the soldiers naturally chose to retaliate. Even if they were to go down, they didn't want to be taken down by a woman in such a light and carefree manner.

Tap tap tap boom boom Screech… A rain of bullets poured towards Jiu Ling.

All missed, MISS, MISS...However, the counterattacks proved futile. Jiu Ling skillfully dodged all attacks, whoever retaliated, fell first. It proved quite clearly that any ordinary attack on an elite Red Cloak, piloting a personal mecha model, was nothing but wishful thinking.

Just bear in mind, a personal mecha model is not only about performance. It reflected the temperament of the pilot by adapting to the personal habits and capabilities, nerve reactions and many more aspects, to achieve the highest degree of compatibility.

Federal soldiers felt angry and frustrated, they were almost on the verge of madness. Why did the opponents have an elite Red Cloak, why did the opponents ride in a personal mecha while they could only be moving targets? What's the reason? This harvesting machine was claiming the lives of their brothers in battle.

Eventually, with a louder charge of the horn sounding, the independent group's mobile soldiers suddenly joined the battle from the flank. Their only goal was to suppress Jiu Ling.

Perhaps you could say that using a main force of soldiers to suppress a single Red Cloak elite was laughable, but that was the reality. She had the advantage of the mecha model, having an average reaction speed exceeding 300 clicks. Even a white-cloaked ace could not necessarily kill her, even just a company or regiment. Exaggeratingly saying, getting an enemy's head among tens of thousands is not an exaggeration.

With a sound of quick movements, the Devil Angel was in the battlefield frontline, moving as fast as lightning and thunder. It was so fast that people could hardly see it, let alone lock onto it. Even aiming was difficult now. Her avoidance moves were as graceful as a dance from a textbook, everything else was nothing but supporting roles. At this moment, Jiu Ling was the star of the battlefield.

Even the elite soldiers of the independent group, renowned for their skill, also had great difficulty in keeping up with Jiu Ling's movements.

"Is this the level of the Federal soldiers' shooting skills?" came Jiu Ling's emotionless voice. Despite her callous words, she seemed to be enjoying the battle. She sheathed her laser gun and drew out a metal combat knife, beginning close-quarters combat.

One strike, two strikes, three, four strikes. For every strike she made, a mecha tumbled down. She was ruthless, every attack was pointed directly at the cockpit, truly entering like a white knife and coming out like a red one.

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