No matter how fierce and frantic the battle is, after lasting two days and one night, it will gradually enter a small-scale engagement mode.
Especially in such a large area of glaciers and snowfields, the two sides of the Federal Empire are more engaged in repeated battles for a very small tactical location.
The troops of Qinglong Mountain, whose command system was severely damaged, stubbornly held on to the positions they stood on without any clear orders from their superiors, while the desperate Imperials, who no longer needed to command, attacked every position they could see.
The position was lost, and then recaptured, no one on the strong and stoic side cared about the battle damage, cared about whether they could survive or not, and stared at the white snowfield with red eyes.
There are small battles everywhere, and these squads without heavy fire support are actually more bloody than the collision of armored iron flow and the battle of Gao Neng mecha.
Without an all-metal shell, humans from different star fields, with their bodies and guns in their hands, staged scenes full of instinctive cruelty.
Among the two white mechs on the glacier's waistline, the light curtain clearly captures the battle scene.
These pictures made Xu Le and the four of them feel cold and crazy at the same time, and at the same time, they had endless respect for this amazing Qinglong Mountain troops, because of this, they did not have time to think of a more perfect plan, but chose the most direct two-line assault tactics.
So in the next moment, hundreds of soldiers on both sides who were fighting silently on the periphery of the snowfield theater saw an unforgettable picture for them.
The low and powerful hum of the twin engines came from above the glacier in an instant, and a heavy sound like a drum suddenly sounded around the snowfield, and the ice and snow that had been condensed for hundreds of millions of years suddenly exploded There was a blizzard here, but the ice and snow suddenly exploded and the countless snow fragments that were stirred up swept away all the snowflakes in the sky, and a snow-white mecha suddenly roared out of the scattered snow without anyone foreseeing it The white XT mecha, like an ice giant, rushed down the steep snow slope at a shocking speed with the wind and snow around him.
The heavy fuselage stepped on the snow, and every step had to press out a deep pit about half a meter deep, and every time the knee was raised, it instantly swept fifty meters, whining and screaming, and in just a moment, this white mecha rushed to the edge of the snow field next to an imperial position.
Titicaca, the clear and terrifying sound of metal crashing penetrated the dull and suffocating battlefield, suppressed the distant explosions and the scattered gunfire nearby, pierced into the eardrums of the soldiers on both sides, and the white mecha raised the heavy mechanical arm in the high-speed assault, and the thick barrel was so terrifying at the moment.
The soldiers on both sides stared at the god-like mecha in amazement, and finally reacted, screaming, swearing in each other's language, and desperately retreating to their positions.
The white XT suddenly fired, the fuselage shook slightly, but it did not slow down, and the six gunfire on the mechanical arm roared out, twisted into a bright line of fire, and fiercely shot at the position of the Imperials.
Burst burst burst Carrying the ultra-high-momentum Darling special bullets, they shot fiercely, countless snow and black soil were overturned and splashed, and in an instant, more than a dozen Imperial soldiers were shot by bullets and turned corpses all over the ground, and the humble position was hit by the violent bullet line like a tidal flat after a flood, and it was a mess.
Along with the shot, the white XT mech still maintained an exaggerated speed, and against the background of the white snowfield, it had turned into a dizzying line.
The white mecha is at the front of this line, the snow blocks the snow from dispersing, the ice blocks the ice from breaking, and the people prevent people from dying, which is unstoppable.
The white mecha rushed straight towards the battlefield like an axe, the momentum was amazing, and the Darling cannon that fired continuously and ferociously was like the light of this snow-breaking giant axe, and if it was touched, it would die, and in more than ten seconds, the mecha had already stepped through the ice, and when the soldiers of Qinglong Mountain were stunned and had no time to give birth to surprise in their eyes, the imperial position at the very edge turned into a sea of fire.
Maybe it was Xu Le's white XT that descended on the battlefield like a god, announcing to both sides that the way he came was too arrogant, so at this moment, not many people noticed that there was also a snow-white Federation mecha, which had been silently following it for a distance of about 1,500 meters behind the right.
In order to keep up with Xu Le's speed, when the mecha controlled by Magnolia started the assault from the glacier waistline, it entered the overclocking state in advance, accompanied by the low hum of the twin engines, this mecha carrying the urgently needed accessories of the Qinglong Mountain troops played the ultimate high mobility surname, relying on the cover of the wind and snow and gunpowder ice cubes, and quickly drove towards the high ground where the Qinglong Mountain regiment headquarters was located.
The soldiers of Qinglong Mountain were stunned by the scene in front of them, two days and one night of brutal fighting, although they were the Qinglong Mountain troops with extremely high consciousness and discipline, they still began to feel tired and the most terrible numbness, so that when the white mecha slashed into the Imperial troops like a giant axe, no one even thought about what was happening.
By the time they reacted, the white mechs had already charged to the second Imperial position on the edge of the war zone.
Dozens of soldiers from Qinglong Mountain roared in ecstasy, grabbed the guns that were already running out of ammunition in their hands, stepped on the thick snow with deep and shallow feet, and rushed over there.
The soldiers of the empire were also stunned, watching this scene in amazement, watching as the white XT easily eliminated one of their positions, and then rushed towards the second position without hesitation.
They watched their comrades-in-arms bodies being shaken away by the tall Federation mecha, the cannon fire of that mecha easily tore apart the hard three-dimensional bulletproof shield, and the bulletproof shield that protected their lives instantly turned into a dangerous metal flower, exploding in all directions, and the palm-sized sharp metal fragments cut the bodies of many comrades-in-arms into miserable flesh balls, and their counterattack looked so weak and powerless.
The hastily organized fire counterattack on the position was ineffective, ordinary firearm bullets could not hit the high-speed moving white mecha at all, even if a few stray bullets hit, they could only let out a few sad chirps without leaving any damage to the opponent, even a few stabbing anti-mecha rockets fired from the oblique spurs between the ice cliffs could not keep up with the terrifying speed and unimaginable evasive action of the federal mecha.
The last warriors of the Imperial Expeditionary Force were fighting with a crazy attitude of suicide to be loyal to His Majesty, and they were not afraid of death, but at this moment, this white mecha of the Federation rushed to them like a demon, as if it was endowed with some kind of power, giving them a feeling of despair that they could not knock it down at all.
This is a cursed Federation mech, otherwise how could it have such a fast speed, such an incredible evasive maneuver, and in this universe, no matter how good a pilot can do this Compared to the stunned ordinary soldiers of the Empire, their commander has stronger nerves, although the most basic officers, but at this moment they show the excellent training level of the Empire, they lie in the snow pits and ice depressions, in the sky full of gunfire and snow, delaying the arrival of death, staring at the white mech of the Federation that is dancing and killing with eyes that seem to be dripping blood, calling for support through the command system, helping the heavy firepower unit to lock onto this damn mecha, in order to deliver a fatal blow.
The snow field was full of imperial Chinese curses and howls, and the heavy firepower of the imperial people responded accurately in the shortest possible time, and a dense array of prepared flat-firing grenades in the direction of the northwest forty-two degree angle, without any hesitation, sprayed countless bullets towards their positions.
The Imperial Commander knew that under this kind of intensive flat-fire grenade bombardment, the Federation mecha would certainly explode and die, and he and all his subordinates who had not yet died would also die, but his positioning and shouting never stopped, and he was extremely calm and cold.
The dense grenades shot through the wind and snow, instantly covering the entire position, and shooting towards the white mecha that was silently avoiding the extremely powerful white mecha on the position.
At the same time, the imperial officer finally discovered another Federation white mecha in the rear, and out of a certain sense of danger and acuity on the battlefield, a group of mechanical troops began to maneuver in that direction at high speed, in order to besiege the white mecha that had been silent.
"Die, Devil" The imperial official who hid in the crack of the ice and risked his life to locate the seat of the Federal Aircraft did not feel that his calf had been cut off by a piece of metal, he stared at the white Federal Mecha, and heard the dense and mournful roar of the "Bamboo Root" grenade swarm in the air, and cursed through gritted teeth.
Boom boom the whole snowfield began to tremble, countless flat-fire shells screamed through the position, bombarded the snowfield farther away, three batches of three-dimensional cannon bodies, one after another high-speed explosion, from far to near this snowfield with metal shrapnel and high-temperature flames fiercely plowed.
The imperial official was shaken by the explosion that fell not far from him, and a huge wave of qi blew his body out of the ice and threw it towards the sky.
He rolled in the snowflakes, but there was not much sadness in his open brown eyes, but with a hint of mad excitement before death, he seemed to be able to see the white mech of the Federation being blown up like himself, turning into fireworks in the sky.
However, the heavens played the last joke of this emperor's life, he saw the white mecha rolling in the air like himself, but he didn't see the other party explode.
He fell heavily on the snow, his mouth and nose covered in blood, his red eyes unwillingly open, and his brown pupils were full of disbelief and pain before he stopped taking one last breath.
Like this imperial officer, the Imperial soldiers in the sea of fire in the position, and the officers who were in charge of observing the effect of the dense fire of the grenades in the distance, were all shocked by the scene they saw, and felt cold all over, even colder than this cold world.
Faced with a dense swarm of grenades that seemed to be unavoidable, the Federation's white mech made a move that no one could have imagined.
At that moment, the heavy and tall white mecha began to spin and roll, suffocating in a relatively small space, using this strange evasive maneuver to avoid all the projectiles around it.
Countless clouds of ice and snow swept up with the high-speed evasive action, turning into a wreath of scattered snowflakes, and among the scattered snowflakes, the smoke and flames of the explosion shimmered.
It's a beautiful picture.
To be continued: