"Squad leader, I order you to cover Grand Elder's quick retreat."
"I am the Grand Elder, boys, I order all of you to withdraw."
"Bullshit, my team listens to me." The soldier roared, his eyes reddened, determined to ensure the Grand Elder's safety at all costs.
Under the siege of hundreds of imperial mechas, the energy of the Flame Legion mecha's Light Shield was visibly draining fast...
To defend passively was to commit slow suicide, they decided that if they were to die, better to go down in a blaze of glory on the battlefield. Thinking too much was pointless in a life-or-death struggle. The previously shouting soldier, piloting his magical beast, threw caution to the wind and, without aiming, blasted his Energy Cannon at the enemy cluster, "Go to hell, you motherfucking bastards, ah ah ah ah ah..."
In the rain of bullets, the brave soldier completely abandoned his Light Shield, demonstrating a readiness to die: "Long live the freedom fighters, long live the Flame Legion!"
"We can't let the captain charge alone, brothers, let's go together and kill those imperial bastards." Two more mechas discarded their Light Shields and joined the firepower confrontation, followed by everyone immediately switching to maximum firepower mode.
Not only were Flame Legion's elite soldiers powerful to an almost outrageous level, but their swear words were also second to none. The befuddled imperial soldiers retaliated, repeating the same curse words over and over in their loudspeakers, "Fuck your XX, to hell with your XX, get your XX out of here..."
The sound of gunfire was chaotic, and with the constant insults from both sides, it was a mess...
Boom boom boom boom...Guided missiles streaked continuously like fireworks, fiery dragons crisscrossed the dune battlefield. Amid the whistling wind, unpredictable missiles swirled overhead with bizarre trailing flames... The battlefield smoky dust soon covered by desert sandstorms, while the trembling earth seemed to be singing a sad song of battlefield, like a never-ending triumphant bugle call.
This was a showdown between rebel fighters and imperial soldiers, where being out meant death. When there is no way to retreat, humans often exploded with tremendous potential under the influence of survival hormones. For a moment, even the imperial soldiers were dumbfounded by the mere dozen or so mechas.
But that was only for a brief moment. Due to the overwhelming disparity in numbers, with time, the mecha of Free Frontline started to fall one after another. This unfair exchange was destined to end in the imperial soldiers' victory.
Whistle whistle whistle...
Suddenly, a black mecha appeared on the battlefield. Under the firepower, the black mecha repeatedly made X3 Overrides with a kaboom... Its first launch and accuracy were so high that it became almost fearsome, in the blink of an eye, more than ten of imperial mechas blew up instantly.
Who is that... The rebel fighters weren't strangers to this mecha; it was surprising that Takla had been able to upgrade the mecha given by the legion commander so thoroughly in such a short time.
It was clear that to increase the mobility, Takla had almost given up half of his firepower; perhaps he had realized something in the battle with the Revenge Shadow Rider.
Even though the firepower was limited, for an ace pilot of his caliber, it was more than enough to compensate for the deficiency. In a split second, quite a few more imperial mechas exploded, and in a flash, the number of 300 imperial mechas was reduced to 287.
The brothers who disregarded life and death seemed to see a glimmer of hope, a hope that breathed new life into them. In an instant, the remaining 13-man squad erupted in a frenzied assault against the imperial soldiers, resembling a fierce charge.
The morale of the imperial soldiers began to crumble. Although they didn't have the aura of the Revenge Shadow Rider, they were definitely not an easy opponent for their numbers to handle. Initially, they had an advantage in firepower but now they started to hesitate, worrying about whether they could defeat such a high-rank pilot?
Of course it was possible, the mecha that Takla was piloting was just two ranks higher than a regular mecha, and he would still be flustered when facing hundreds of assaulters.
In reality, the psychological factors always had a negative effect on the battlefield. Once the threat of death took root in the hearts of the soldiers, it spread quickly. The second soldier to run away was shot down immediately by his commander, but then came the third, the fourth...before long, all the remaining charging imperial soldiers had lost their nerve.
Their comrades at the back had all run away, they weren't suicidal enough to keep fighting. The imperial soldiers began to retreat like a dam breaking, and the imperial defenses collapsed.
"Attack, attack relentlessly."
"Don't pursue a desperate enemy." Even as he warned the Grand Elder not to chase, Takla's voice was filled with exhaustion. With so many enemies, the situation had been very dangerous just now, as most of his mecha's defensive capabilities were sacrificed. If they pushed the enemy too hard, they might have pushed them to fight even harder resulting in their own downfall.
"Thank you, warrior."
Takla didn't engage in much conversation with the Grand Elder, "As a commander, it's your duty to stay alive to encourage your soldiers. So, good luck." With that, his mecha slowly disappeared from the dune battlefield...
Actually, Takla couldn't figure out Feng Yi's plan to gather Free Frontline in Phantom City, at least he didn't intend to go back.
Having lost his home, his beloved, and everything else he could lose, Takla now had nothing left. Even if it meant risking his life, going down a dark path, or even selling his soul, he would fight without hesitation in Mardis. In a sense, Takla represented this kind of extremism, but now, he had to share this pressure with Feng Yi; from now on, they owed nothing to each other.
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