I saw that the explosion of flames and smoke were fifty or sixty meters high in front of a maple leaf slope like a pangolin, lying across the hills, covering the sky and the sun. Mushroom clouds of all sizes appeared in the explosion light, like solidified black stone pillars.

Countless mechas of both sides rushed back and forth on this land of artillery fire.

The blue and gray steel torrents wedge into each other's formation. Charge, break through, surround, divide... All the tactics and killing methods summarized by the human army are fully displayed on this hillside full of yellow leaves.

In the middle, the Seus troops attacking the main peak of Maple Leaf Slope had obviously just retreated from the hillside. As the gray Seus mech line retreated, the enemies on the hillside were suppressed fiercely.

A team of cyan mechas that Peterov had never seen before pierced into the already chaotic straggler line of Seus mechas like a sharp dagger.

They were in groups of three or five, like knights running on horseback, shouting and rushing down to the top of the mountain, approaching the opponent at a speed that was faster than lightning, and launching a fatal blow.

The blood on Peteroff's face faded away suddenly.

His eyes were frozen on the mountainside. There were several Suss mechas in the front of the straggler line, retreating while firing wildly.

The firepower of a mid-sized mecha in Suss [Iron Armored Dragon] suddenly had already been fully opened. Several energy cannons on their bodies sprayed fire at the speed and rhythm that Peterlov was familiar with. The energy cannonballs blocked all angles on the front. Where the barrage passed, sand and stones flew, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

However, a ghostly blue mecha came up towards him.

He rushed down from the top of the mountain, and his fat body was like a preyed lightning falcon in the air. After changing directions one after another, he jumped over a large rock and several wreckage on the hillside, he passed through the dense barrage without any damage and punched the iron-armored dragon's chest.

When the iron-armored dragon, which was far larger than the opponent, turned into a fireball, more than a dozen blue mechas that advanced in unison on the same horizontal line on both sides also sent fists, ion daggers or flying iron legs into their respective target bodies.

The retreating straggler line broke a big hole in an instant.

The sudden light of fire reflected the ghostly figure, and even in the rumbling cannons and the blazing flames, Petrov felt a gloomy chill against his back.

His hair suddenly exploded and stood up.

What made him even more frightened was not just here.

Just on the top of the left wing, hundreds of blue mechas have completely mixed into the formation of the Third Regiment of the 2122nd Division.

The entire third regiment was cut into more than a dozen small groups fighting each other. The panicked Sousse mecha warriors could only fire aimlessly.

In this chaotic artillery fire, the enemy was showing their artistic cooperation.

The blue triangular attack formations rolled with the artillery fire of the Souss mecha. They were like waves, wave after wave.

Every five steps, the cyan mechas that are attacked on the periphery will retreat into the formation, and companions with complete energy shields in the formation will replace their positions and welcome the artillery fire of the Suss armored troops.

Blue, red, blue, red... The thin light curtain of the energy shield is like an aurora in the void, constantly changing. No matter how fierce the firepower of the Seus armored cluster is, it cannot be destroyed.

Five steps, one fluctuation.

The exquisite steps of the blue mecha are like the sound of drums under the drumsticks of ancient wizards, mysterious, natural, smooth, and the twists and turns are seamless! Every five steps, their formation will have a layer of rippling ripples, and their mechas will silently change positions.

Their progress did not stop at all, but the outer edge of the formation was always the hopeless blue light curtain!

This footwork and this coordination have exceeded Petrov's imagination, and also exceeded the imagination of the young officers around him who were much younger than him and more imaginative than him.

The officers of the 21st Army of Seus stood blankly on the densely-wooded hill, looking at the enemies at the foot of the hill, showing them the fighting style they had never seen before.

The smooth footwork and coordination brings the same smooth killing.

The most common triangular attack formation was given new life by them. Every time the triangular formation was turned, several blue mechas would advance together, steadily forward, and fisted and kicked up their hands and took off, turning one by one Sus mecha into burning scrap iron!

The left wing is hell, and the right wing is not heaven either.

Petrov rolled his eyes hard.

On the right wing of the battlefield filled with smoke, more than 200 blue mechas formed five triangular attack formations, deeply plunged into the Suss armor cluster, and constantly breaking through in depth.

These blue killing gods have no sympathy.

They swept through the side of the Souss mecha in groups. Every time they passed by, the formation of the Souss hedgehog would be cut by a bloody hole as if it was cut by a knife.

With the retreat of the fourth regiment, the entire right wing was actually the enemy's world. The small amount of Seus mechas that remained on the right wing were responsible for blocking and gaining time for the retreat of the middle and left wing troops was not so much a resistance, but rather a consumption of the enemy's time for massacre!

"General." The guards' report came from behind.

Petrov looked back and saw the commander of the Fourth Regiment of the 2122nd Division who was supported by two guards and walked up the mountain with black lips and fell to the ground.

His eyes passed over the regiment commander who had been unconscious due to his serious injury and fell on several staff members of the army base who rushed up the hillside.

An ominous premonition became stronger and stronger with the pace of the staff.

"General, our army's flank was suddenly attacked by the enemy, and the troops suffered heavy losses. The 2121st Division in the middle has retreated. The rear troops have lost contact."

"General, the 2111th Division 1, was attacked by the enemy's main force twenty minutes ago. In the fierce battle, he lost his position because he was attacked by the enemy by the enemy's roundabout attack. The entire regiment died heroically. The enemy's main force was quickly passing through the Yishi Tiangou and approaching the Sijiu Peak."
Chapter completed!