The Imperial Wolf mech lay on its stomach in the snow like the corpse of a frozen giant, and after a few moments, a third of it was covered by the wind and snow, looking miserable.
This is the most advanced mecha of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, and the pilot in it is the most powerful fourth-level mobile suit in the Imperial Force, but it is so completely embarrassing to lose.
However, the indifference on the faces of the high-ranking Imperial officers who had been watching the battle in silence did not loosen or show fear because of this scene.
Through the battle of the past few days, they have preliminarily confirmed who the pilot in the white mecha of the Federation is, and today's challenge is just to make a final determination to unify the thinking of the command level of the troops.
A hint of mockery flashed in the Norman officer's pale blue eyes, and he said in a cold tone: "Everyone, I don't care which major general or military commander you used to be, don't forget, your troops are gone, and now I am authorized to command this battle, this may be our last battle, so I hope you can follow my command." ” As the most trusted subordinate of Lieutenant General Ambrey, the commander of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, the Norman officer had fully taken over the command of the troops at this time, he did not look back, looked at the Union position in the distance with dark blue eyes, and said lightly: "I think you should understand by now that all the electromagnetic beam bombs of this federal force have been shot, and they are not deliberately luring our mobile suits to charge."
Behind him, the Imperial Colonel frowned and said: "The mecha mixed charge has been done a few times, and they really didn't use electromagnetic beam bombs, but what is the difference between this and today, why can it be confirmed?"
"Because the pilot's name is Xu Le, the staff has made calculations, in three days, he has fought 12 times in a row, no matter how powerful he is, he should be dying.
If the commander of the Federation had another way, he would never dare to risk letting him fight again. ” "The style of machine combat can judge the current physical state of the pilot, you don't think he is too aggressive and anxious today" "As for why the Federation commander shouldn't let this Federation pilot take the risk, if you watched more Federation TV shows in the first place, you might have understood better."
The Norman officer thought about the old general's experience when he had let himself learn the federal language, and he couldn't help but look faint, wondering if the old general, who had returned to the base below the glacier, had been in better health and had woken up from a coma.
If it weren't for the fact that General Ambrey was seriously ill and unconscious and unable to command, how could this ambush battle be fought so hard Norman thought a little depressed, a hint of absoluteness flashed in his dark blue eyes, and said, "According to the original plan."
The 1st Temporary Formation Brigade in the snow area launched an attack at 12 o'clock standard time tonight.
Second Provisional Integrated Brigade in Reserve" The words stopped here, this outstanding young officer of the empire had long since broken off the idea of returning to his hometown, he just wanted to command a beautiful ambush battle, and die vigorously in Xuejiang, but unfortunately, a bullet flying from the sky hit him and stopped his beautiful plan.
With a muffled thud, a stream of blood burst out of his eye socket, shattering the dark blue eyes into blue shards that melted into the white clouds, and almost at the same time, a larger sprinkling of blood erupted from the back of his head.
The Norman officer, who was missing a large chunk of his head, fell into the snow and died without even a trace of struggle and convulsions.
The eyes of the officers and soldiers in front of the barracks of the Imperial Expeditionary Force widened, and it took them a moment to wake up, and the cries of panic and anger and warning began one after another, and they began to angrily search for the figures of the Federation snipers around the camp.
Three kilometers away, a snow hill, the surface of the snow shook slightly, and a high-speed sniper bullet could not be seen with the naked eye, flying out of the soft snow, leaving a high-ranking Imperial officer to sleep.
The black gravel on the snow sank silently like a supernatural event, and the storm rolled the snow flakes in all directions on the ground, and in an instant, all traces were buried, leaving only a white expanse of land that was really clean.
In the underground snow cave, Shi Qinghai wiped the ice flowers off his beard, turned off the ballistic calculation program with a slight gasp, and then hugged the cold ACW big gun and began to rest again.
He wasn't worried that the Imperials would be able to calculate their position through their trajectory and find themselves in a vicious pursuit.
ACW is the most powerful individual long-range weapon of the federal military, because it is extremely expensive, only three in total have been produced, and it has never been equipped with first-line troops, and the Imperial people can never imagine that there is a sniper rifle on this planet that can accurately shoot headshots from a distance of three kilometers, so it is difficult for them to extend their search range to his hiding place.
Without using tungsten alloy tail bullets, no additional magnetic resonance killing effect, and no high-speed composite armor-piercing hard ink bullets that can penetrate the mecha alloy guard plate at a short distance, Shi Qinghai only used ACW's most common standard sniper bullet to complete this hidden, difficult, silent, boring but earth-shattering sniper mission.
In order to satisfy the obsession of dying again with a handful of beautiful scenery, he hid in the snow cave until he didn't know the sky, and when he saw ice tears flowing from his eyes, he finally found an opportunity to choose the emperor who was obviously an important role and stood proudly at the forefront.
It's a pity that those blue and charming eyes.
In the dark snow cave, Shi Qinghai relaxed and closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips that were sunken because of emaciation gradually flashed a smug smile, which was very charming.
The Federation had no information on the EM Beam Bomb, and because the Norman officers had misjudged and had come to a similar result, the attack of the Imperial Reorganization Brigade did not stop because of the violent death of the Supreme Commander of the field, and did not even appear to be panicked.
The Imperial infantry, up to five thousand men, under the cover of a small number of armored vehicles and mechs, silently and quickly divided into three directions, and accompanied by night, launched a final frantic attack on the Qinglong Mountain camp.
The whistling bullets densely pierced the sky, the bright light of the explosion illuminated the entire snowfield, and the flares fired by the Qinglong Mountain troops were like high-altitude lanterns on the S3 Flowing Fire Festival, quietly suspended in the air, but after a while, they were blown around by the blizzard and quickly extinguished.
"The position of the 30th degree east was breached" "Two anti-infantry mine arrays detonate prepared, 321 detonated" "Resist me, resist me" The headquarters of the Qinglong Mountain Advance Regiment was filled with such anxious and hoarse shouts.
Fortunately, during the day, the command system had been repaired, and the two reinforced battalions, which had been isolated from the snow peak, had finally embarked on the road of the rendezvous of the whole army, and just at the edge of the war zone, the great energy of the main force of the empire had been contained, otherwise this high ground might have been attacked by the empire long ago.
Rao is like this, the battle situation is still tense and dangerous to the extreme, the heights are full of imperial soldiers who are not afraid of death and even want to die and return to their hometowns, this kind of charge regardless of the cost of death, even if the Qinglongshan troops who can fight well and are disciplined, are about to be unable to withstand it.
The mechanic company threw in, the logistics soldiers also threw in, and the vast majority of the entire regimental headquarters were thrown into the front line of the battle, so the camp seemed a little empty, and the anxious voices of the staff officers seemed a little hollow and heavy under the effect of the echo.
At such a moment, the specific command can no longer bring much effect to the battle situation, and the anxious and hoarse orders in the room can only give spiritual encouragement to the firing line, telling those soldiers who fought bloodily that the regimental headquarters is still there, has not left, has not surrendered, and has not fallen.
Commander Li Ming handed Shang Qiu the last cup of coffee beside him, there was no sadness or despair in his sunken eyes, he and his troops had done it to the extreme, and all that was left was to see what kind of fate God would make.
Shang Qiu held the handle of the coffee cup tightly, there were extremely complex and indescribable emotions in the square-framed glasses, she didn't know if she would survive tonight, but she was more worried about the safety of Xu Le and the others.
Two tattered white XT mecha guarded the most dangerous place on the battlefield in the night, like a hungry wolf, like a tired tiger, although the mecha's control was messy and sluggish, but it was still strong and bombarded everywhere to kill the imperial mecha that pounced, the two people in the cockpit had reached the most dangerous situation, and Magnolia's trembling hands entered the speed of the control command was even slower to an unimaginably slower point.
Xiong Linquan, who was guarding the edge of the high ground with Darling's rotating machine gun, still fired as mightily as a god, shooting the dense imperial people to the ground, but he couldn't kill it tonight, without the cover of the seven groups of veterans around him, the hard pottery body armor on his body had already been broken in several places, maybe the next bullet would end his roar.
At the most dangerous moment, the trapped Qinglong Mountain troops let out a final roar, and forced the fierce offensive of the imperial people one after another, and everyone was not desperate, because they believed that their troops, the troops of the Federation would definitely come to support them, and only if they held up for another hour, even if it was a minute, maybe a miracle would happen.
Boom, boom, dense explosions exploded below the high ground, but the bright light did not disappear instantly, because a bright flare was rising in the snow valley to the southwest.
Underneath the bright light, a Federation X mecha stood out.
Immediately afterwards, on the left and right directions of this Federation X mecha, nearly thirty kilometers on the black line on the edge of the snowfield heights, a second and third more than a dozen Federation X mecha appeared in a row, appearing in people's field of vision, and then rushed towards the battlefield at high speed without hesitation.
Further behind, I don't know how many Federation tracked heavy armored combat vehicles are coming at full speed, and the heavy hum of the engine is gathered in one place, reaching through the sky, and the roar is faintly heard.
In the late winter of the 69th year of the Xian calendar, the new 17th Division and the 1st Regiment of the ambushed troops in Qinglong Mountain, under the leadership of Lieutenant Colonel Helei, finally rushed to the battlefield with a rigid and hard and effective way of pulling the net.
To be continued: