The Flambeau Legion's base had originally been an abandoned military training ground from a former fleet division. Typically quiet and austere, tonight in the golden evening hour, the place was bustling. Even passersby found their gazes irresistibly drawn to the Flambeau's base...

Yes, a sparring session that had started with Colonel Aldrich's request had now evolved into a public exhibition. Upon learning the news, nearby units were flocking to the Flambeau's base... They were rushing in as fast as they could! Among them were privates, officers, and those who were summoned by their organizations and marched over in orderly rows.

The Flambeau's base was usually off-limits without prior permission. However, since so many people had already joined the crowd, squads from other units managed to squeeze in as well. While only a few might care about the Flambeau Legion, it couldn't be overlooked that it was an independent combat unit established single-handedly by our federal heroes. They represented an unknown factor, and their opponent was a widely recognized super soldier. This match was definitely something to look forward to!

A veteran sprinting towards the Flambeau's base was abruptly stopped by a beautiful girl on the street, "Mister Soldier, are they going to war over there?"

"No, actually…" he began, before quickly covering his mouth, "Ahem, military secrets. No time for a handshake, sorry!"

Before he even finished his sentence, he dashed off, leaving the stunned girl standing there. Dammit, it was rare for her to act cute, and this man was a bloody fool, who doesn't complete a sentence...

But this was the allure of federal heroes and super soldiers. Minutes later, even Vivian and a few generals had arrived, although Sky Shadow, who had heard the news, did not make an appearance.

The reason was simple. Feng Yi was actually the Revenge Shadow Rider, his true identity had been inferred by Sky Shadow through various data two years ago with a probability of over 95%. For this reason, Feng Yi would not show his true strength in this battle.

Therefore, this battle was not worth watching – moreover, military journalists would inevitably learn about it, and he could gather all the details about this battle through various channels. With details, weaknesses could be found.

Heh, no matter if they were 12-star generals, Red Cloak, white cloak, or the widely recognized Revenge Shadow Rider, they would all serve as stepping stones on his path to growth. Next, for the target of Bergheide... it had to be Sky City, right? He had been waiting for this day. It was only a matter of time before the loss of the polar planet under the joint pressure of Saudi and Bergheide. The Sky City was his first true battlefield!

Back at the Flambeau military base, the Virtual Combat Machines were neatly arranged in the center of the square, surrounded by the murmurs of soldiers from all around. Many people had not seen a super soldier in person, so they were quite excited.

Under a sunshade, Vivian was in a lively conversation with Osmund. They too were guessing that Feng Yi might be... Actually, she just wanted to see Feng Yi. After all, he had captured her twice, and there was a bit of regret in her heart. Who knew that after being convinced by him, things would end just like that? Maybe he could occasionally visit the high command to greet her, for the sake of her mood.

As her thoughts roamed, a voice suddenly echoed in her ears. Aldrich walked up to them gracefully and asked, "May I sit here?"

With a gentle smile, she replied, "Please, be my guest."

"Miss Vivian, are you also interested in Mecha Battles?"

"Hehe, somewhat, I suppose."

In fact, Vivian couldn't recognize Aldrich at all, but that didn't mean Aldrich didn't know her. As a scholar from the military academy he had seen her on television a few times. Encountering her in person, he was dazzled and so he approached her for a chat.

Unquestionably, she was the elegant flower of Saudi, a combination of beauty, wisdom, elegance, and nobility. Her tranquil temperament was innate.

Just as he was about to continue making small talk, he heard a slight cough. He glanced up and saw a high-ranking officer seated next to Vivian. To his horror, he had entirely overlooked General Osmund. Surprised, Aldrich quickly stood up and saluted, "My apologies for the oversight, sir!"

"Miss Vivian is a distinguised guest of the Federation. You need to watch your behavior, buddy."

"Yes, my apologies. I will take my leave now."

Aldrich gave Vivian an embarassed smile, then turned around and disappeared to watch the match.

The senior officer beside them laughed, causing Vivian to cover her mouth and chuckle. These Federation people had such unique ways of thinking. How could they all be so straightforward? However, compared to the hypocritical Saudi upper class, she actually preferred these candid fellows.

Meanwhile, John, as the leader of the first squad, had his 99 brothers ready. Gray Wolf was preparing with the second squad and was ready to strike at any moment. Fire Barrel had a notoriously bad temper and tended to act impulsively during battles, so he had been assigned to the third squad.

The first to step up was Ophelia. As she boarded the Virtual Combat Machine, the crowd below exploded. The male soldiers were cheering ceaselessly. However, Ophelia didn't ride the Holy Sword Finis. Instead, like everyone else, she chose the Gun Rider model.

"Watch out, lady, our brothers' guns are quite long," one of the soldiers from the first squad suddenly shouted. John immediately kicked him. Dammit, couldn't he pay a little attention to the situation?

She chose to ignore the comment. He was just a nonentity. Let him watch what happens when someone dares to tease her. He would end up with a piggy's face. To stir things up, she granted the Flambeau Legion the authority to choose the battlefield terrain.

Everyone had been worrying about the terrain selection, but when the authority landed in their hands, they were instantly cheered. They obviously chose a home-field battle, "Get ready guys, take your positions and follow the first plan. Remember, you can purposely lose if necessary. Our boss has instructed not to reveal all our trump cards." John reminded everyone on the public Heavenly Communication channel gravely.

The referee pulled out the timer. A Virtual Projection suddenly popped up in the air. The finger of the referee lightly swiped on it and the projection instantly enlarged at a visible speed, eventually presenting a 16:9 meter square.

Battlefield selection, urban offensive and defensive random, countdown to battle, 10, 9, 8, 3, 2…

A buzzer immediately brought everyone's mood to a climax. Even the other super soldiers who were present had their eyes glued to the central battlefield.

Once she entered combat mode, Ophelia seemed like a different person. In an instant, she had completely locked in on the 100 Gun Riders. 25 on each side, it was too easy. They didn't treat her as a threat, even though she's controlling a Gun Rider. This scattered formation could not pose a big threat to her.

Her hand controlling the Mecha suddenly increased from zero to 200. She turned around and easily kicked away a tree trunk half a meter thick. This move successfully blocked some of the view from one direction. She swiftly took step forward and rushed straight towards the jerk who had just teased her.

Hey, hey, this woman has quite a grudge. Realizing something was amiss, the man turned and fled.

What the hell? He was running away? Ophelia was somewhat irritated. She reached out, drew her laser gun, and fired three rays...

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