Chapter 15: Breakthrough (Center)

Two hundred and twenty Chakner warriors who survived the disaster followed the little kid and walked through the dense jungle.

In the winter jungle, many big trees have lost most of its dead leaves. The bare branches are intertwined and stretched into the sky in black, like countless pairs of praying hands. The beauty of the autumn jungle has not completely disappeared. Evergreens and yellow fallen leaves, red maple leaves, and white brown bark have painted the jungle with a layer of tranquility.

From time to time, a bird's cry came from the top of the tree, and on the ground, there was the rustling sound of boots stepping on dead branches and rotten leaves. The cold wind in the forest whistled, and the quiet jungle became noisy. The leaves of the mountains and forests swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound, like a heavy rain.

While stepping on dead leaves and branches, the soldiers walked around the big trees, and looked at each other with their companions just a few meters away. When they looked up at the little boy leading the way, their eyes were a little complicated.

Until now, everyone seems to be dreaming.

These more than 200 men were really rescued by the staggering little boy in front of him?

Those fierce and fierce, fully armed soldiers, were easily killed by a child from a kindergarten class?!

Many soldiers smiled bitterly when they looked at each other. If they said such things, even idiots would not believe it. Even dreaming would not dream of such a bizarre plot.

Recalling the bright red and terrifying scene that happened before, the soldiers' hearts were turbulent again and again.

The little boy's lightning figure and silent movements, the soldier Jie Peng bit a large piece of his neck, and his chest was sunken in the impact, and his head was turned back 180 degrees, and his shocking blood... Now in front of him, it was like a colorful scroll, full of the beauty of cruel and violent aesthetics!

Without talking, everyone quietly followed the blond little boy who didn't know whether it was an angel or a demon.

No one knew that the little boy wearing crotch-destroying trousers, as if his pants would fall to the ground at any time, was swaying his short legs, trying to take him and others to wherever he walked. He didn't know how far he was. Even the strongest soldier was a little tired, but the little boy leading the way in front had no intention of stopping to rest.

Not enough, despite the confusion, the soldiers did not intend to ask.

After walking for a long time, the previous worries and anxiety of gains and losses gradually changed. Anyway, I was living in a desperate situation and I was not afraid of sending my life out. The soldiers now just want to see where the little boy took him to as soon as possible. Perhaps there would be a surprise there.

Just as I walked around a bend of a mountain, suddenly, a violent sound of cannons and explosions came from the front.

Seeing the lieutenant colonel following the little boy in front of him, all the soldiers who were startled by the sudden loud noise stopped. The ten soldiers holding guns observed the surroundings with vigilance.

The earth was trembling, and the dead leaves and branches on the ground were beating quickly and subtly. The deafening explosion sounded endlessly, as if it was close to you.

Dongdong, clang, bang!

A familiar voice came, and the soldiers' faces changed at the same time.

Mecha! That's the sound of mecha fighting!

Before the lieutenant colonel issued the order, the soldiers quickly disappeared behind the grass and trees.

Just as everyone was hiding, a Jepeng [Toyama] mecha fell out from behind a slope with a bang.

The huge inertia caused this giant, weighing dozens of tons, to scrape a deep trench on the ground. Several broken trees made a harsh crackling sound and fell down with a bang. The crown swept through the branches and leaves of the jungle, and countless dead leaves were torn into pieces, wrapped in gray dust, spreading around.

The fallen [Toyama] supported his arm and before he could stand up, the energy muzzle on the left side of his shoulder suddenly lit up. A white olive-shaped energy bomb shot straight between the two small hills in front.

"Boom!", a broken [Taihang] mecha appeared in the violent white light.

Its left leg was a little on the hillside, and it swept up like a low-flying hawk, dodging the energy shells. Then, in the white light of the explosion, it rolled in the air and pounced on the falling [Toyama] like lightning.

Our mecha! The soldiers' eyes shine in ecstasy. The violently beating hearts seemed to jump out of their throats at any time!

In panic, Toyama kicked his legs one after another, and staggered to try to avoid the [Taihang] and snatch it fiercely. However, the [Taihang] was too fast. The soldiers only felt that the lightning had flashed before their eyes. [Taihang] had already shot behind Toyama.

It was almost terrible. Jie Peng Jishi was obviously already trying his best. When he staggered, [Toyama] forced himself to turn around and threw out an extremely sharp high-sided leg backward.

This leg is extremely tricky.

The [Taihang] who hit the air just arrived behind it, just when the old force had already done its new force before it was born. Once it was kicked by this leg of Toyama, it would definitely be a heavy blow!

Obviously, [Toyama]'s mecha warrior is a veteran of many battles! He caught this opportunity very accurately!

The mechanical legs like whip swept [Taihang] and then traveled through the body of [Taihang]...

"Boom!" A loud bang followed!

The strong wind stirred by the mecha swept across all directions with the dust in the jungle. The soldiers with blank minds all turned their heads and narrowed their eyes subconsciously.

A big tree rattled a few times and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

And behind Toyama, the [Taihang] fist had already penetrated into its back!

The soldiers watched as [Toyama] fell in amazement, and a current instantly swept across their bodies. The skin was filled with goose bumps, and their bodies trembled violently in the unstoppable excitement.

"Phantom!" The voice of a soldier blurted out confirming the thoughts that everyone was constantly rumbling in their minds!

The one who hit the [Toyama] was just a phantom of [Taihang].

When its mechanical legs passed by the phantom and kicked hard on the unlucky tree, [Taihang] had already flashed behind it like a ghost!

What kind of skill is this, what a terrifying control!

This is not something that ordinary mecha warriors can play. Level 7 and 8 mecha warriors cannot have a hand speed that can pull Phantom! Level 9 mecha warriors can do it, but they cannot do it as elegant as [Taihang] in front of them, and such a light lifting.

Who is the warrior in [Taihang]?! Are the warriors of the Republic?!

"Peng!" The canopy of the mecha was violently opened. [Taihang] As soon as he grabbed the Ji Peng Ji in the cockpit, the soldiers saw the little boy who was originally hiding in the grass with his pp sticking out and jumped out.

"Cozmo..." The little brat jumped and roared, waving his hands: "It's me, it's me."

Your own person!

With a huh, the ecstatic Chuckner warriors surrounded. They looked at the tattered cart that was pieced together [Taihang] with excitement, savoring the wonderful phantom that the mecha pulled out just now, and their hearts were scattered and unable to control themselves.

You know, among them, there are 120 mecha warriors! Among them, six captains are also level 7 mecha warriors, and the leading lieutenant colonel and two other majors are elite level 8 mecha warriors in the 13th Armored Division!

For these mecha warriors, mecha is their second life. A legendary mecha master is their common idol, and even makes them admire and devout than God.

"St? Why are you here?" Cozmo threw the fainted Jappen Jissel to the ground, looking at the little brat and a bunch of Chuckner warriors who suddenly appeared, and asked, "Where did they come from?"

"Master, I'll go explore the way and save it!" The little brat looked dissatisfied.

"Awesome!" Kozmo knew the weakness of the little brat, and the two words made the little brat smile, and then said, "I don't have time to say more. There is an enemy mecha below. Take them to the position. I will come back to support the enemy mecha!"

As he said that, Kozmo pulled the mecha control rod, and the mecha rose into the air, jumped several times, knocked away the dense bushes, and rushed down the hillside. He disappeared immediately.

The explosions ahead were getting more and more intense.

"Let's go!" The little brat waved his hand, shook his short legs, and ran happily along the mountainside to the position. Seeing the tricks of the craftsman just now, more than 200 Chuckner soldiers were excited, and without saying a word, they followed closely.

However, everyone was very surprised in their hearts. Even after a big circle in the mountains, they roughly knew that the direction at this moment would not be the second line of defense a few kilometers away.

So, what position is there?

You should know that the first line of defense had collapsed completely three hours ago. Those who could retreat had retreated, and those who could not retreat were basically killed in battle or captured. Why is there a position on the edge of the entire front?!

After climbing over two small hills, he walked up two hundred meters along the oblique mountainside. The position covered by black smoke, explosion light and mud spread all over the sky appeared in front of the soldiers.

In front of the position, more than a hundred yelling soldiers of Jie Peng had already rushed to a place less than a hundred meters away from the position under the cover of artillery fire.

The artillery fire extended slightly back a little.

Instead of rushing up, the soldiers of Jie Peng slowed down and fell down near the undulating mounds and tree stumps.

The extended artillery fire returned to the front of the position after a moment.

The battle trench, trembling in the rainy explosion, explosion-proof, bulletproof wall, ammunition box, mecha wreckage and discarded broken firearms, broke, and flew into the sky in a loud bang, in the white light that spreads into the sky in a hemispherical shape. If someone enters the battle trench after the first extension of the artillery fire, he will definitely not survive!

The Chuckner prisoners of war hiding on the hillside were so anxious that they gritted their teeth. The entire position was covered with shells, and they could only hide a hundred meters away from the fire, and they had no chance to enter!

It is also a hundred meters away from the position, but from here to the position, you have to climb up and forward to the right and cross a narrow ridge. In terms of speed, it is absolutely impossible to be faster than those of the Jie Peng people. Moreover, most of the people here are unarmed, and the Jie Peng people took the position first and wanted to rush in again, which is almost a dream!

"How many people are there on the position?" Lieutenant Colonel Anthony looked at the little boy beside him anxiously.

"There are probably more than ten people who can fight." The little brat didn't look back.

"A dozen?" Anthony and the soldiers behind him were blown away. They looked blankly at the position that was repeatedly ravaged by artillery fire. They could not imagine how many people could hold on.

Not to mention that the current position has been blown up, even the intact position that has just been built will not be able to protect these ten people from defeating more than 100 Jepeng soldiers who are ready!

The artillery fire covering the position was repeatedly plowing the position, and the soldiers had already vaguely seen the Jie Peng people under the hillside and began to move. Perhaps, as the next artillery fire extended, they would charge at the fastest speed. In just a dozen seconds, they could rush to less than 60 meters in front of the position. At the moment the artillery fire stopped, they were at most less than 40 meters away from the position.

Forty meters... For a position without artillery countermeasures, it almost means falling!

No one knows how much casualties were in the positions during the several round-trip artillery coverage. Even if they all survived, they would face attacks from their enemies ten times as much as their own.

"One Hundred and Sixty-Two," the little brat didn't notice the changing faces of the soldiers beside him, and sneered: "Even civil servants rushed up with guns. These Jie Peng people are crazy... They don't know that the fat man can't stand the stimulation?"

Fatty? Anthony opened his mouth and finally didn't say anything.

He didn't know who the fat man was, nor did he know how this little boy accurately knew the number of the other party when he could only vaguely see a few heads. He only knew that this is how Jie Peng Lujun, who is known as the strongest in the universe, fought.

These Jie Peng people are the most easily aroused race in the universe. Their paranoia has reached an incredible level. For their so-called honor and for their so-called pride, not to mention civil servants, even doctors and nurses in battlefield hospitals have examples of charging towards enemies that are hundreds of times their own.

In extremely crazy situations, these fanatical guys who claim to be able to kill the Emperor of God at any time almost killed themselves by charging.

Known as the strongest army in the universe, in addition to these guys bragging and arrogant, the brainwashing rule of their domestic royal family, the tradition of falling into fanaticism once they are incited, is also one of the reasons!

The artillery fire extended backward again, and the soldiers of Jie Peng on the hillside jumped up at the same time and ran up frantically.

Eighty meters, sixty meters, fifty meters... the artillery fire covering the position finally stopped. The charging soldiers of Jie Peng burst out with a shout, and under the command of two school-level officers, they began the final sprint!

Corleon is behind, Bernassera is in front. The two battalion commanders of the 1st Battalion of the 2031 Brigade of Jepen are crazy.

Amid their red necks and roars at the top of their lungs, more than 160 soldiers of Jie Peng rushed up desperately with their red eyes. The howling like beasts echoed in the valley, making people creepy.

After nine hours of fighting, only six of twenty self-propelled artillery were left, only four of thirty-eight mechas were left, and only more than one hundred were left in one battalion with more than 500 people. A whole full infantry battalion, which was hit in front of this position and was bleeding.

Corleon could not accept such a result.

At this time, he had long lost his usual calm and composed clothes. Under the escort of several guards, he waved his guns and urged his soldiers with the most violent voices.
To be continued...