A disintegrating armed force already finds it extremely difficult to consolidate its fighting capacity; in this digital age, without the support of a core intelligence system, roaming the active Devil Forest is akin to wandering aimlessly like a blind person.

What awaits the soldiers is not extinction but rather the possibility to disembark from their Mechas and utilize their wilderness survival skills. Those fortunate may survive until the end of the war and be repatriated or slip into a nearby city undiscovered and take a covert ship back to their homeland, although this probability is very low.

Feng Yi had only a short three days of golden time left. Adhering to the three major principles of neither hindering, abandoning, nor betraying, the moment he received the order from his superiors to withdraw from the Black Devils star cluster, the action he had planned to scope out the surrounding environment abruptly ceased. The recommendation from above was to evacuate the twin stars after three days, but Feng Yi was considering how to complete this nearly impossible mission within three days.

He stood still for a full hour without coming up with any good countermeasures. The vast jungle seemed endless, but who knows how many imperial troops were lurking in the dark—well-known fact that military bases would not appear on maps, as they are classified as top secret. With the enemy's electronic interference, even the Sky Eye could hardly discern; hence, knowing the enemy encampment must be slowly probed. It looks like voluntarily stepping forward is the only choice...

With this thought in mind, Feng Yi quickly retracted the Assembly 9th Generation into the Space Crystal and immediately summoned several reconnaissance Mechas from his base. Acting on the maxim "the longer the weapon, the stronger its reach," he temporarily equipped himself with some Titanium Alloy guns before setting out again.

John watched in confusion... What's wrong with this legion commander, wandering back not long after he left, then taking 20 reconnaissance Mechas fitted with 40 lightweight alloy guns and disappearing again.

Feng Yi's logic was simple: within the radius of the base, there were personnel on duty to observe, making too many targets more likely to expose their movements. Relying on the speed advantage of the reconnaissance Mecha model, perhaps traveling alone would be more convenient. Before leaving, he also issued two orders to John.

First, deploy duty personnel to carefully patrol and strictly monitor the surrounding area within a 250,000 square kilometer radius, immediately reporting any anomalies without engaging the enemy.

Second, collect all valuable clues nearby, the more detailed the better, preferably finding a living map of the local town to help determine the exact coordinates of the enemy's military base earlier, as time was incredibly precious to them.

However, ever since Feng Yi arrived at the twin stars, he always had a strange feeling, one that was somewhat familiar, as if he were being watched by someone. But what kind of Spiritual Perception did he have? Any slight disturbance would be instantly perceived, yet this feeling was incredibly real.

Feng Yi shook his head, perhaps overthinking, and continued on without dwelling on it... He thought to himself that if Eggy were by his side, it would be much more convenient. All problems would be effortlessly solved, sparing many unnecessary troubles in the middle, yet that fellow had stubbornly locked himself in the Space Crystal and refused to come out. Of course, Feng Yi did not intend to rely on Eggy's power, but when it came to the lives of his soldiers, he could not afford any delay, so he accelerated his pace.

At this moment, the scouting Mecha moved like a nimble leopard, swiftly traversing the jungle. Despite maintaining hand speed only between 150-200, which might seem ordinary, it far surpassed the ordinary limit of 300 for most people. He had virtually pushed the speed of the scouting Mecha to its limit—since speeding up and slowing down did not require repetitive actions, it was not about hand speed, and more complex operations were involved in weapon control. Therefore, not just Feng Yi, but even an average soldier could reach this level.

The difference lay in the subtle grasp of high-speed driving, much like the principle of a race car driver. Why an ordinary driver at a speed of 200 would already be very dangerous, but this speed is considered safe for a racer—it's the same concept, of course, except for veteran drivers.

Feng Yi traveled unimpededly through the vast expanse. Despite his experience, his journey revealed no sign of enemy military bases, but fortunately, as the saying goes, every cloud has a silver lining. After 1 hour and 30 minutes of action, he successfully discovered a small enemy training squad of 13 people.

Both parties spotted each other at the same time. Normally, the reconnaissance Mecha was difficult for the enemy to detect, and this entirely depended on the number of enemy troops. When the reconnaissance Mecha appeared in the Sha Meng imaging device, the imperial soldiers were also startled because Saudi did not have this type of light green Mecha. Their surprise quickly turned to glee, realizing that the opposing scout had only one Mecha.

The 13 Sha Meng quickly surrounded the scout in the center, rubbing their hands together with eager anticipation, presenting an unsettling sight almost too odd to behold.

The scout raised both hands and took a step back, indicating a willingness to surrender. To ascertain the enemy's military base location, Feng Yi believed this was the quickest shortcut.

Through the grapevine, Saudi soldiers had learned about that group of federal soldiers' destructive self-sacrifice act to perish together, which fueled their deep-seated resentment. Perhaps it was related to the pathos of cowardice, but now they finally showed their bloodthirsty side. Without waiting for the scout to make another move, they one by one bared their grotesque teeth, brandishing their weapons at the scout, curious to see what else the opponent could do?

The scout, originally a lightweight Mecha with weak defenses, now faced 13 gun barrels targeting it simultaneously. Even if it wished to self-destruct, it would require several seconds to close the distance, and they would not give these pompous pigs—who considered themselves brave—any chance.

Feng Yi, seeing the turn of events, was taken aback. He had planned to surrender, but the enemy preferred a swift execution. If that was the case, he wouldn't blame an old brother for disregarding morals.

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