Although the military had no intention of deploying the Phantom Knight 0001 onto the battlefield, the modification plan proposed after experts evaluated the model's overall performance was highly regarded by the military. The mediocre performance of the Phantom Knight 0001 is not as bad as rumored, it is just a pity that few soldiers can fully harness this retired model.

The Revenge Shadow Rider, who is worth mentioning again, has an all-round combat style that matches the original intent of the Phantom Knight 0001's construction. If the combat style of the Shadow Rider is applied universally to the 0001 model throughout the army, our military force can likely be significantly enhanced.

The fatal problem for the Federation is cracking the electromagnetic storm weapon of the Pross Empire. The Space Fleet can only provide effective support for Roland Planet if they can withstand the silent attack of this new weapon on their battleships. Two disbanded army groups on the ground have been engaged for a month with the imperial soldiers on the northern hemisphere, including guerilla warfare, assaults, and port battles. Every day, the people living in Roland's domain are suffering through hell.

A frontline war correspondent has risked her life several times to sneak into just quenched battlefields. She switched on her camera to record the harrowing reality of these battlefields.

The scene was heartbreaking. A little girl, dressed in ragged clothes, had cried herself into a teary mess. She continuously called out for her deceased family members, but her fallen mother never got back up, no matter how much she called.

How many people have been displaced by war? How many families have been torn apart? All due to the damn war. And who's damaging their beautiful homes and hurting their loved ones? The Pross Empire, Lasewillas, and those nations that follow Saudi ideology.

An explosive blast sounded in the distance, and a shabby building collapsed. The reporter tried to pull the girl away, but it was too late…

Just then, a figure appeared like a black bolt of lightning. He quickly scooped up the little girl, rolled a few times on the ground to get some distance from the collapsing building, and disappeared into the camera's lens. The reporter managed to get a close-up of this black-clad soldier. No one could see his features under his mask, but he was undoubtedly a champion of the Federation.

The black-clad hero did not linger after rescuing the girl and disappeared from the frame, leaving behind an imposing figure.

The port battle had been ongoing for 4 hours already. The mobile soldiers had completely run out of ammunition. Now, only 77 soldiers, including Huang Zhennan, out of about a hundred officers and soldiers were left. These were the best results after Feng Yi simulated a withdrawal route for an emergency transfer.

The imperial soldiers chased them until they reached Gu Luo Town.

Feeling the minute tremors transmitted from the air-raid shelter, and hearing the continuous sound of explosions on the ground, the 77 officers inside the air-raid shelter were furious. This was an urban and rural bustling area, and the imperial soldiers chose to inhumanely use heavy firepower in such a place. Those bastards, they deserve death!

Unfortunately, besides gritting their teeth in anger and waiting, there was nothing they could do. Without ammunition replenishment, charging out of the air-raid shelter to confront the enemy soldiers was a death wish. Although there were those who wished to confront the enemy regardless, they couldn't.

As soldiers of the Federal Army, the fact that they didn't even have the chance to face the enemy because of ammunition issues led many soldiers to shed tears of frustration.

Guidance officer Liu Xinfeng kept trying to provide ideological support to the soldiers. Jia Erjia didn't know how many cigarettes he had already smoked, with cigarette butts littered all over the ground.

Roland Planet, a relatively economically backward remote terrestrial planet, was home to hardworking and passionate people. Looking at their blank expressions, observing the injured old and young people, Jia Erjia couldn't help but suppress his anger.

He came from Alpha and graduated from Wind Thunder Military Academy. He had long considered Roland Planet his second home. Here, he had retired comrades and brothers who had fallen on the battlefield. If possible, Jia Erjia wished he could charge out and choose a different way to fight. Perhaps, death wasn't a bad choice, rather than waiting in the air-raid shelter for news. But as a commander, he had to fulfill the responsibility of holding his post.

Feng Yi, lurking in the battlefield and manoeuvring on the knife's edge, meandered around the town with a heavy sniper rifle, trying to shoot down more Pross mobile soldiers and save as many people in need as possible.

Unfortunately, even with such anti-armour weaponry, confronting the exterminator medium mecha, with its limited penetration, was difficult. The exterminator didn't have an obvious weaknesses to exploit. The only plausible way was to target the eye area in the hopes of damaging the mecha's core system which depended heavily on luck. Even a slight misalignment of the angle could not achieve full penetration of the Exterminator's external armor. That's why even after a half-hour of frantic effort, Feng Yi barely managed to destroy less than 100 Exterminators, and after each shot, he had to use his extreme speed to quickly retreat.

At this point, Feng Yi was gasping for air and his whole body was drenched in sweat. He was too tired, breathing in the hot air that mixed with the heat of the scorching ground, causing him to feel dizzy for no reason. Feverishly, he shook his head.

The sunlight was suddenly blocked. Re-orienting his eyes, Feng Yi was shocked to find a mechanical beast falling from the sky. He quickly stopped and silently hid beside the collapsed wall, concealing any trace that could expose his presence.

It was a model piloted by a Red Cloak Elite. Sporting a brightly red body with a cold sheen, it was particularly noticeable. It was almost impossible for a mere human to confront a Red Cloak Elite head-on, at least not in Feng Yi's current state. In prime condition, he might have used Storm Falling Blade to blow up the cockpit in one strike, but the cockpit locations differ for each unique mecha model. Feng Yi was not sure of the exact location of the cockpit for this mecha. There was only one chance, so he decided to abandon this risky idea after brief consideration.

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