He looked at the battle recorder on his wrist and said, "Not necessarily, when the attack is fierce, you can motivate a wave in a few minutes. However, the battalion on the opposite side has been at least twice as much as ours. I have been a little more honest recently, and it only takes half an hour to come. I guess they have to prepare more when they see you coming."

"They don't have reinforcements?" The fat man picked up a Chuckner M23 standard rifle, looked at it, and then put it down.

"Not before. They compete with us."

Nash opened the topographic map stored on the battle recorder, projected it on a relatively flat bulletproof wall, glanced at the fat man and said, "This is the left wing of our army's entire blocking line. It is a mountain bend. Then it goes there is a grand canyon. If you want to cross the position, you have to go around thousands of kilometers along the foot of the mountain. With the character of the Jie Peng people, they were originally fighting and hitting each company and hitting and killing them here, so they were embarrassed to bring reinforcements. However, your spaceship fell here, and it is hard to say what happened behind it."

The fat man looked at the topographic map and felt a little overwhelmed: "Sun Ping said, have you lost contact with your regiment headquarters?"

"Yes." Nash nodded.

He subconsciously looked at the soldiers who were extremely tired at the other end of the tunnel. His hands were tightly clenched, and the smiley expression on his face was completely gone. There were only a few left in a whole company, more than 160 people. The heart-wrenching pain when he lost his friends and brothers who had lost their life and death, was unimaginable to ordinary people.

"The communicator is gone, won't we send someone to contact us?" The fat man was silent for a while in understanding, and then asked in a low voice.

"Send." Nash gritted his teeth and said, "I sent three times, but none of them could come back."

"You said..." The blood on the fat man's face faded away: "...You sent three times, but none of them came back?!"

Nash did not raise his eyes, but nodded silently.

The fat man's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the cold valley. He stared blankly at the electronic map projected from Nash's battlefield recorder.

As Nash said, here is the left-wing front of the entire curved defense line.

The reason why such a position is placed on the corner of this mountain bend is because the high ground where the position is located is the flank of the entire 1792nd Regiment. If the enemy deviates from the eight-shaped mountain in front and occupy the high ground, they can advance with the flow and cut the staggered defense line of the entire 1792nd Regiment in half.

Therefore, this company was placed here and ordered to guard against it.

Now, the problem lies in the position of this position.

This is a U-shaped bend, and the towering mountain isolates the situation of other positions when it is isolates this position. If the communication system is complete, this is naturally not a problem, but the communicator of the position was blown up. In other words, since then, this position has been completely isolated like an isolated island in the ocean!

Judging from Nash's expression, he probably understood what it means that none of the three consecutive communication soldiers sent to come back. However, the enemy's continuous attacks made him have no time to consider other things.

Before receiving the order from the regiment headquarters, he must and can only continue to stick here. If the position on the other side of the mountain bend is not lost, it would be a crime for him to give up the position. If it is lost... he did not expect to walk out alive with the twenty or thirty extremely tired soldiers in front of him, who were countless times more tired than him!

I don’t know if the Jie Peng people occupied the main position. Maybe they felt it was unnecessary, maybe they didn’t have time, or maybe they didn’t notice the hiking bend next to the main position at all. Anyway, no enemy has climbed up hundreds of meters from the main position to the left to attack the position. In front of Nash, the only one in front of him was the Jie Peng Infantry Battalion who had been with him from the beginning!

"Is there any mecha?" The fat man's voice trembled a little. Although he knew that the possibility of possessing a mecha was infinitely inclined to zero, he still held hope for the situation. He was almost certain that the main position on the other side had been occupied by the enemy. He wanted to go out from here alive, without mecha, and there was no hope at all!

"Mecha..." Nash's wry smile made the fat man's heart cold. However, the next sentence made his eyes suddenly lit up.

Nash said bitterly: "The mecha squad in the company has been exhausted. Only one of the eleven mechas is left, which is seriously damaged and unable to drive. All the others are destroyed."

"Can't move?" The fat man was stunned, then giggled foolishly.

Nash just raised his eyelids for no reason, but the fat man pulled him up.

"take me!"

With the soldiers' confused eyes, the two bent over, waded in mud and water, and quickly ran to the mecha trench on the right behind the position. The excited fat man realized until he saw the mecha with his own eyes that he realized how serious the damage in Nash's mouth was.

What appeared in front of me was a Chuckner [Taihang] eighth-generation individual mecha. As soon as I saw it, a series of data appeared in the fat man's mind.

[Taihang] is 720 cm tall and weighs 56 tons. It is black and has a human-shaped structure. It is loaded with two GH2058 monorail cyclic ion engines from Marlowe Company, electronic balance system, and dual-link reciprocating transmission. It is equipped with two air-to-air missiles and four ground-to-ground missiles, two 56mm energy machine guns and a 210mm caliber energy gun.

The characteristics of this mecha are stable performance, simple structure and convenient maintenance, and various technical indicators are very balanced. Because its structure and suspension system are both new generation melee designs, this mecha is the first melee version that distinguishes Chakner from the seventh generation mecha. Since it entered service in 2059, six series models have been produced. It is the main mecha of Chakner's armored forces.

From the appearance, [Taihang] seems a little clumsy. But the fat man knows that this kind of mecha is not only knotted, but also has great power and is also very flexible. As long as it is properly controlled, it is definitely a melee killer. At least, it is much better than the [Toyama] on the opposite side of Jepeng!

However, no matter how good it is, the mecha in front of me is really miserable.

The entire mecha was beyond recognition. The mecha's external armor was full of big holes, and the shells on the left side of the chest and the right lower abdomen had broken, revealing the lines and parts inside. There was also a corner missing on the head, and only one eye and an observation lens of the chest was left in the visual system. The radar and fire control seemed to have thought about it, but it was useless to think about it. The mecha's energy cannon was not left, and even the missiles had been fired.

If these are acceptable, then the right hand that was broken by elbow and the left leg that was broken by knee will be enough to make all the longing for the entire mecha vain.

"" The unwilling fat man quickly climbed into the cockpit of the mecha.

"St! Come here!"

"Here you come!" The little kid ran to the mecha happily, climbed into the cockpit along the arm of the mecha that was lying down.

What did the fat man ask the child to do, let the child hide it there?

The Chakner soldiers looked at each other. Nash and the Fatty's every move was now the focus of attention of the entire position. After a while, the Chakner soldiers who came back, except for those who were in the complex and alert at the front of the position, most of them ran to the mecha trenches to see the strangeness. Among them, the bandit army and a rookie were also interested in watching it.

The communicator is broken, and the computer assist system does not respond.

"Look at the communicator to see if there is any way to contact the Skynet." The fat man told the little brat.

"Simple." Butt turned on the backup power switch, started the engine, and said in surprise: "Pangpang, the engine is good!"

"I know!" The fat man stared at the console, his eyes gloomy and gloomy: "This time, rely on it!" As he said, he got out of the cabin: "Is there any mechanical maintenance arm?"

Around the mecha, the Chuckner soldiers looked up at the fat man blankly.
Chapter completed!