Chapter 41 Happiness

The Xiushui River winds through the vast mountains, like a surging jade belt.

Going up the river, when the last ridge was crawling at the foot, Xiushui River Town on the banks of Xiushui River was already in front of you.

The fat man pushed the *** control rod. [Logic] his broken body stood high above the mountain. Five hundred devilishly [ramped], centered on the front [Logic], extending from both sides of the mountain top, like an eagle spreading its wings.

Thousands of Fioreng soldiers drove various mechas and walked past the foot of the mountain.

When the energetic soldiers looked up and saw these black devils on the top of the mountain, everyone's eyes showed unconcealed awe.

They knew that this was the 12th generation mecha newly developed by Feimeng.

The one who drives these twelve generation mechas is the top mecha warrior in the Fei League.

Their average hand speed reached 65 movements per second, and their mecha techniques were superb and unpredictable.

Ordinary mechas have no chance of winning when they encounter them. Even the rulings of the Binalt Empire are irresistible in front of them!

It was under the leadership of the fat Lieutenant General from the Lere Federation that the troops miraculously broke through layers of obstacles, went back to this place, and completely subverted the turbulent Leifeng Star Wars with backhand.

Break through the four nine peaks, the dawn is already in front of you!

The mecha queues were row after row, as if they were never ending.

The rear guard troops are still more than ten kilometers away, and the vanguard troops have surrounded Xiushuihe Town from all directions.

Looking into the distance, the mountains on all sides were filled with Feimeng mecha troops. Dark green, black, blue, brown... Mechas of different colors of different colors were surging all over the mountains and pouring down the hill.

In order to capture Xiushuihe Town and Qixing Town as soon as possible, the bandit army took Feiyang's 33rd Army as the main force and two regiments of the Second Armored Division of the Bandit Army as the vanguard, dispatched eight divisions to join the battle.

Four of them attacked Xiushuihe Town. The other four divisions circled northwest along the Sixth Resource Highway on the west bank of Xiushuihe River and the surrounding intercity highway network to attack Qixing Town.

The fastest forward of the 332nd Division of the 333rd Army had already detoured to the northeast of Qixing Town further north. The two Chakner Armored Divisions on the flank had also cut off the traffic route between the two towns and the west. A huge encirclement suddenly formed.

A red flame rose from the outside of Xiushuihe Town in the distance, and rolling black smoke rushed into the sky. After a while, as more shells landed, the flames spread over the sky, and the huge explosion sounded to the top of the mountain and echoed in the valley.

The fat man turned on the mecha hyperopia device.

On the far-sighted instrument, nearly 6,000 mechas of various types of Feiyang's 333rd Division formed an arc-shaped giant net composed of dozens of attack arrows, surging towards the defense line of the Western Ok Army.

Under the collapsed buildings in the city, beside the road, and on the hasty defense line formed by the already riddled trenches and positions, countless Siyo mechas and soldiers were running, and officers Suss and Jerpen were shouting at the top of their lungs.

In front of the broken defense line, there is a vast plain several kilometers wide. The roads, farmlands, and houses on the plains are running and charging everywhere.

Mushroom clouds rose beside them, and rolling dust flew behind them. The artillery fire, which was blocking the sky and the sun, passed over their heads, as if the rushing meteors in the sky were pouring down towards the Xijo position.

Facing the explosion light, the Fiorente armored attack cluster was like an arrow from a string.

It's approaching, it's approaching!

An attack arrow composed of more than one hundred Feiyang mechas passed through several collapsed farmhouses, crossed the broken highway roadbed full of bullet craters, and rushed into the counterattack team organized by the Seuss people in a hurry.

The mechas on both sides collided fiercely.

The engine made a harsh roar during high-speed rotation, and heavy fists and mechanical legs collided with each other at extremely fast speed.

The block-shaped external armor shattered in this violent attack, the shell collapsed out of thin air, and spider-web-like cracks instantly crawled all over the body. The energy shield changed color in the fierce firepower of the heavy mecha, and violent explosions came one after another.

One mecha fell down, and the other mecha came up. Both mechas tried desperately to move forward, and the whole scene was chaotic and tragic.

As the first Filipino armored troops collided with the defense line of the West Ou, dozens of attack arrows from the left wing and the right wing also collided one after another.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, the scene was like dozens of missiles that followed, hitting a long cross-sea bridge one after another.

The defense line of the Sijo people was trembling under this dense impact.

The Sierro mecha surged up from the rear, jumped out of the trenches, and filled the position in front of the position. The officers on the position were running back and forth, while the soldiers were shooting wildly.

The fat man knew that this was not a line of defense built by the Siyo people.

A few hours before this, they were the attacking side, and they smashed endless artillery fire on the line of defense guarded by the Chuckners at that time, and were still washing the positions over and over with scattered lines, like waves slamming against the reefs on the shore.

However, a few hours later, this line of defense they once wanted to smash a messy line of defense has become their amulet.

No one knew where the Fei League armored troops behind him came from. Anyway, this troops suddenly appeared behind them and launched an attack on them.

They were about to take control of the entire Xiushuihe Town, and they didn't even have time to draw their troops out of the ruined city!

They could only give up their attack on the eastern district of Xiushuihe Town, and instead rely on their thoroughly destroyed city defense line to resist the attack of the enemy behind them.

The fat man felt that war was like a novel full of suspense.

When breaking through the defense line of Chuckner's defenders, the arrogant and energetic Sio soldiers would not have thought that in the near future, they would do the same job as the enemy they had attacked before.

If they knew, they would not do more damage to this line of defense. They would protect it well, just like cherishing their own ***.

"Fatty," Bonnie's angry voice came from the communication channel, "Are you running ahead again?"

The fat man silly turned off the communication channel.

Since Frenzo, he has been locked in the command mecha and feels like a raised pig.

It's simply unbearable!

The fat man has no great ambitions since he was a child, nor does he think how arrogant those so-called famous generals were sitting in front of the Skynet with coffee.

He hates war and is naturally greedy for life and fears death. However, he doesn't like to analyze the data representing lives without emotion, and calculate inhumanely how to trade sacrifices for victory.

Instead, he would rather drive the mecha and fight side by side with thousands of young men who walked out of the Lere neighborhood like him on the front line.

He never denies that he is a petty citizen, and even feels content with it.

In his opinion, being able to subvert this war as a small citizen, defeat the so-called famous generals one by one, and put their war complex and military talents into their *** is the loud slap he has given to tens of millions of innocent civilians who have lost their families in the war!

This time, in addition to the twenty Siyo armored divisions in Sunset Mountain, Belif also has!

"Fatty," Wagstaff's voice came from the regional communication channel: "The commander is coming."

The fat man turned his head and looked at it, and he was immediately frightened.

Several commanding mechas, under the escort of the guard battalion, rushed through the running queue and rushed towards the hill. Even through the mecha shell, he could imagine Bonnie's face was cold and looking at herself.

"It's time for us to play!"

The fat man jumped and jumped off the top of the mountain first.

The five hundred special camp war gods behind him burst into laughter. Amid the laughter, a rushing charge sounded from the top of the mountain.

The soldiers marching in a row at the foot of the mountain raised their heads in surprise. They were already familiar with the sound of the charge. It was the charge of the Lere Federal Army. When it rang here, it represented the attack of the bandit special armored battalion.

In the field of vision, five hundred black mechas followed closely behind the broken mechas, like black mudslides, flying down from the hill.

The soil, rocks, and trees on the hillside swept past these black mechas, and the sky seemed to be dimly suppressed by the falling black clouds.

They flew at a speed that was almost falling, and from time to time they hit the steep cliff, changing direction with the force. Hundreds of mechas ejected one after another on the cliff, and the whistling sound of breaking through the air was like a typhoon blowing through the lonely valley. The scene was extremely spectacular.

The soldiers at the foot of the mountain all held their breath.

In an instant, the black torrent flew down the mountain, and as the first row of mechas hit a single leg on the ground, the second row of mechas followed closely, followed by the third row, the fourth row...

This is not a mecha, it is a hundred tigers going down the mountain!

Their figures rushing forward at high speed were so fast that they couldn't even see clearly. The strong wind that rolled up when they broke through the air blew the sand and stones around them.

When they jumped down from the hill, they still seemed messy, but when they changed from falling to shooting forward, a neat triangular attack formation was formed instantly!

Blood suddenly surged over the heads of the Fei League soldiers.

They looked at these black mechas in a daze, as if they saw a peerless magical sword with hair blowing and cutting iron like mud. They were raising their eyebrows and unsheathed their sheaths, sweeping across the army!

On the battlefield, a burst of shouts suddenly erupted.

This sound first sounded in the team near the hill, and then it was transmitted to Xiushuihe Town in the north like a relay.

Soon, the sound caught up with the group of black mechas that were flying in speed and rushed towards the Seusians' positions with them.

Along the way, countless Fiorente soldiers who saw the bandit special camp joined the ranks of shouting. The sound became more and more urgent and higher as the five hundred and ones advanced. Finally, when the first raided into the Seuss defense line, it turned into a thunder that resounded through the world.

"kill!!!"

The fat man punched a straight punch like a cannonball, and rushed into the chest of a Suss [Madman] mecha on the front. His thick right arm directly penetrated the case and penetrated from the back of the Madman.

The broken-through Seus mecha is like a paper doll, hanging on the right arm of logic, flying backwards with the high speed of logic.

With a loud bang, the fat man shook his arm and threw the madman out.

When the nearly twenty-ton man smashed another Suss mecha, the fat man had already made a mistake and flashed in front of a Jepeng [Evil Dragon] heavy mecha like a ghost.

With the sound of gold and iron, the dragon's firepower poured out like a storm, and it stopped like it was strangled. The barrels of the six energy cannons were smashed into six twisted and rags in one second.

The fat man always grabbed him and fought to the death. He kept his hands in his hands, and stepped forward with his logical steps, and his arms drew two circles in the air, wrapping the evil dragon's left forelimb and twisting it hard.

The dragon's left forelimb was shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the shell, joint engine and crankshaft fragments, and the twisted transmission rod exploded like a ball of smoke, Logic had already twisted his waist and shook his hand, and punched the dragon's right forelimb with a backhand.

This punch was fast and heavy. The dragon's thick forelimbs were instantly shattered and countless tiny fragments of parts were sprayed out.

Looking from the side, the fat man squeezed his punches, and although there were some orders, the evil dragon's left and right forelimbs seemed to explode at the same time.

The Feimeng warriors next to them were all staring at the sight of them, dazzling with breath. There seemed to be a current on their bodies, rushing straight up along their backs along their backs as the rushing mechas progressed.

The word "kill" in the warriors' mouths was still echoing in their throats. Five hundred vehicles were rampant and had already shot into the Siyo mecha group.

Following the fat man was Wagstaff.
To be continued...