This time, the assault on the Blazing Legion was divided into 13 groups, with Feng Yi in overall command. The size of the assault soldiers varied among the groups, with the largest being the division-level combat unit led by the Wolf Head and Powder Keg, nearing ten thousand men, while the smallest had just a platoon of 30 troops.

Despite differences in their specific jobs and positions, they all faced equally formidable challenges. In this extraterritorial operation, everyone truly went all-in. At the sound of the charge ringing loudly in their communicators, the quiet of the night disappeared, replaced by pinpricks of light and the shocking sight of those 13 combat units launching a collective assault. The nearest soldiers were only a hundred meters away from the imperial forces, while the furthest were over 5,000 meters away. The reason for these distances was the need to adjust on the fly based on the level of the enemy combat units, reconnaissance intensity, and the on-site environment.

Hovering in a moderate position away from our assault troops was an Archangel-class space carrier, ready to ascend at any moment, already switched to combat-ready status.

Feng Yi's heart was racing wildly in the Command Room.... The single and only principle for this mission was to prioritize rescuing the prisoners of war and not to engage in prolonged combat. The time limit was 15 minutes; they were to return immediately after that. How many prisoners could be rescued within those 15 minutes was not his concern. Even if none were saved, this was the safety line for retreat that Feng Yi had determined after endless simulations. Beyond this time, anything could happen. To put it mildly, there might be no issue at all, but at worst, the entire unit could be sacrificed.

Because you must understand one thing: this is Saudi, utterly unlike Mardis. Battle means exposing coordinates, and any carelessness could lead to the annihilation of the entire army. You wouldn't even know how many unknown armed forces could be lurking outside the Devil's Forest. It could be a distant platoon, or it might be a corps that had just left the Devil's Forest and stationed itself nearby.

Therefore, these 15 minutes represented not only the safety line but also a critical deadline that the soldiers had to grasp. If they exceeded it, whether they would face a Saudi pursuer depended on their luck. Feng Yi, who'd always had a dark complexion since he was young, was never one to leave his fate to luck. Even when gambling, he was the type who would bet only after ensuring he was in an invincible position.

As streaks of light continued to twinkle in the sky and trails of missiles flew downwards... the Blazing Legion's attack was incredibly fierce. The imperial army was taken completely by surprise, many soldiers still dreaming of girls in the warmth of their beds when the emergency assembly sounded suddenly and quietly.

Unfortunately, it was not a good time. Some confused wretches were still snoring, thinking it was a drill, and hadn't even managed to pull their pants on before a shell blew away their entire room.

"Enemy attack! Requesting support from the regiment headquarters, this is the 2nd Battalion's HQ, the 2nd Battalion's HQ, repeating..." The intelligence soldiers showed incredible emergency survival skills, managing to quickly react and make calls within just 30 seconds.

What they didn't know was that most of the signals had already been cut off, along with strong magnetic interference, sonic wave disturbances, and all other kinds of imaginable and unimaginable noise. The sounds they could hear were extremely chaotic: the cries of women, the yelling of children, the honking of cars. It was very difficult to distinguish the correct messages without a decryption.

In fact, even if they managed to send messages, it would be useless. Of course, there were already people doing so, each unit calling for help from the next higher one—platoons requesting support from companies, companies from battalions, battalions from brigades, and brigades reaching out to division-level units, which didn't even know whom to ask for help. With 13 units striking simultaneously, the inevitable result was that everybody ended up fighting their own battles.

Luckily, the imperial soldiers had a numerical advantage, and their counterattack wasn't slow. After 5 minutes of lightning assault by the Blazing fighters, those who had been running around like headless chickens, pulling up their trousers, finally boarded their first mecha and launched a strong counterattack. They were a highly skilled elite force.

Yet it was all in vain. These federal bastards were as troublesome as a bunch of leaping monkeys, hard to hit. Apophis, in the midst of a ferocious attack, led the charge, one on one, with imperial soldiers falling like dumplings... The federal warriors were evidently displaying a do-or-die ferocity, muttering all sorts of nonsensical things under their breath.

Every second on the battlefield was critical, and in the blink of an eye, 11 minutes had passed, "Retreat, coordinate H5C2 for the 8th platoon, prepare to retreat. That group has 300 people," Feng Yi bellowed continuously through the high communicator.

"Legion Commander, we've been held up, you guys retreat!" cried the brave soldier over Heavenly Communication, then throwing aside his communicator, he mounted the 25mm machine gun and began firing wildly at the enemy troops. For now, he'd give them a round of bullets to deal with, "Come on, you little bastards, go to hell, ahhh...." At this moment, in this unit, the mecha he was piloting was the only Assembly 9th Generation, his eyes red with desperation, as if he were hell-bent on a noble fall right there on the spot.

The sky was suddenly ablaze with a rain of firelight....

Feng Yi knew this man, a soldier from the Port tribe. How could he just watch helplessly as his fellow legionnaire died? Three hundred and more men represented the strength of an entire battalion. He swiftly boarded his personal mecha, the Assembly, and shot out from the one-meter-high lift platform with the speed of lightning, reaching the stalemated area ten kilometers away in a mere breath.

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