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"General!"

"General!"

Petrov tied his face, bent over and walked into the low front command.

He ignored his jumped salutes and walked directly to the location of the observation hole, picked up the portable far-sighted device handed over by the adjutant, and looked away.

The roaring sound of artillery echoed in the valley, deafening. In the dark night sky, a cluster of energy cannons is like a meteor shower at the end.

These horrible destroyers crashed into the ground obliquely, and turned into bigger white light to drill out of the soil, and quickly spread out and swept across the earth.

On the hillside shrouded by night, down the hillside, countless identical rays of light, dots and dots, one after another.

When the light dissipated in the night, the thunderous voice came. Even if it is nearly five kilometers from the front line, you can still feel the vibration of the ground under your feet.

"His Commander." Yegor, the 2122 division commander who hurried back to the headquarters, saluted Petrov.

The commander-in-chief of the 21st Army ’s most effective armored division, his blond hair was as chaotic as a chicken coop, and sweat was running down the face covered with smoky dust, rushing out of a ravine. The neckline of his uniform was apparently rushed in when he rushed into the command post, because the buttonhole was wrongly buttoned, and it looked awkward and ridiculous.

However, no one would laugh at him.

Everyone knows exactly what happened and Yegor has been commanding the battle on the front line.

However, everything seems to have little effect. Although it was blocked in front of Maple Slope, it was just an armored regiment!

Petrov ignored Yegor. His iron-green face lowered the temperature of the entire underground headquarters below zero. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the trembling voices of the staff who dare not show up in the atmosphere next to them.

Division 2122, made a huge mistake.

The four reconnaissance squads and an electronic mech platoon that came out did not find any enemy reconnaissance troops that had already appeared beside them.

These blind scouts walked so stupidly to Maple Slope. Silly to send the wrong information back to the main force behind.

The scouts ’dereliction of duty had buried themselves and the subsequent two armored battalions. Ten minutes after the main force received the information that there was no trace of the Fiji troops in front, four scout squads and an electronic platoon disappeared . Immediately afterwards, the two battalions of the unprotected 2122 Division were suddenly attacked while still one kilometer away from the main mountain of Maple Leaf Slope.

This is a long-planned ambush. The Sousse armored forces that plunged into the surrounding circle of the Fiji League lost 30% of their armor after the enemy's first fire attack, and were cut into six segments by the intersecting enemy armored forces. The grassroots officers encountered a roll call killing in the first place.

There is no suspense in fighting. Within five minutes, the troops collapsed.

The fleeing Sousse forward force was driven by the enemy to the ducks and generally followed the foot of the mountain.

When the troops immediately followed heard the sound of guns and guns and prepared to occupy the surrounding highlands to organize the interception line, more than two hundred Suzian mechas that had fled, had already rushed back to them.

The entire team suddenly fell into congestion and chaos.

The grassroots commander roared desperately, driving the soldiers to stabilize their positions. Some officers personally led the troops to the two wings and tried to build bridgeheads in the highlands to stabilize the situation.

However, all these efforts, like a glass ball, were lifted high by enemies already ambushing in the surrounding highlands and shattered severely.

The Sousse armor clusters crowded in the valley turned into slaughtered lambs.

When the rear troops seized the ridge and rounded up the steep and difficult mountainside, the cunning enemy had receded like a tide. What remains is the neat wreckage of Sus mechas in the two-kilometre-long passage northeast of Maple Slope.

The intention of the 2122 Division and the negligence of the scouts led to the fact that Suez ’s main force was in chaos for a full twenty minutes and could not move forward.

By the time Yegor hurried to the front line, he reorganized the troops with a series of kicks and fights, and ordered the attack, half an hour had passed.

For half an hour, it may not be worth mentioning at all. However, at this moment of time and minutes, it was a boring stick knocking on the head of the twenty-one group!

Without waiting for Petrov's instructions, the 2122 Division who rushed to Maple Leaf sloped into attack immediately under Yegor's command.

The front, the two wings, wherever the formation can be deployed, are surging with Sousse's armored forces.

The grassroots officers rushed forward, and the soldiers behind them also showed all their strength. Every staff member is working at full capacity, covering and clearing the fire of the self-propelled artillery battalion without stopping for a second.

However, the reality is cruel.

Until now, the 2122 Division has not been able to take a step forward ... Moreover, more than fifty to one battle damage statistics on Skynet's screens have made all Sus officers not believe their eyes.

The other party has only one armored regiment, but it is like an insurmountable sky!

This is unacceptable to everyone!

Standing in front of the petrified Petrov, Yegor's face was pale and his sweat persevered.

Two minutes before arriving at the headquarters, he had just received news that the offensives launched by the third and fourth regiments were frustrated again. The three regiments were better. The four regiments on the left were almost defeated by the enemy. If it was n’t for the immediate guards of the regiment, the regimental leader was almost killed on the spot!

"How long can I take the Maple Slope?"

Before the temperature dropped below freezing, Petrov finally spoke. He looked at Yegor, his eyes were like a knife, and he could cut countless **** wounds from human skin!

The officers and staff on the side looked silently at Yegor with pity.

This question is the last chance that Petrov gave Yegor.

The 2122 division's mistakes almost buried the entire Phoenix Western Front. If everyone knew that there was still a group of 2111 divisions in the first-line sky canyon, the enemy could never pass the narrow natural danger of the road in a short period of time. I ’m afraid that Petrov ’s first order to get to the front was to execute Ye. Gore!

Yegor smiled miserably.

He knew that Petrov had given himself a chance. However, this also means that Petrov has not yet clearly realized what kind of army this 21st Army encountered this time!

Yegor's silence made Petrov's face even more ugly.

Just when everyone pinched a cold sweat for Ye Geer, they suddenly found that Ye Geer had taken off his insignia.

"I'm sorry, Admiral," Yegor lowered his head: "My morale is seriously frustrated, I'm afraid I can't continue the offensive ... And, I suggest, build a position as soon as possible to prevent our army from being affected. A heavy loss. "

There was silence in the headquarters. The officers and staff of the 2122 division looked as though they were, and the other three division commanders beside Petrov looked incredulous.

Yegor is crazy? !

He asked four elite armored divisions to build an armored regiment fortification against the enemy? !

Petrov was mad, and he looked at his darling lovers fiercely, wishing to tear him to pieces!

But soon, he stopped his anger.

Yegor's pale face made him realize that things might not be what he imagined.

No one knows Yegor better than he does. This high-ranking military school student who pulls himself up is definitely not an indiscriminate idiot who picks him up at a critical time.

"What's going on?" Petrov asked quietly.

Yegor's lips were trembling and his voice was hoarse: "General, I think you should go and see for yourself."

From Yegor's words, Petrov instinctively felt a danger. He gave Yegor a deep look and turned around simply: "Go!"

In addition to the bunker, the officers took three command mechas and proceeded to the front line under the guard of Petrov ’s direct guard.

At night, the whole mountain is enveloped. Under the starlight, the stream on the road gurgled. The woods made a thunderous and rainy noise in the wind.

In the valley, on the hillside, there were crowded Sousse Mech teams. Some troops are waiting, while some troops are running towards the theater. The messy lights were swaying around, various accents were intertwined, and the whole mountain area was a scene of troops panicking.

The emergence of the guards directly under the group army caused the troops jammed on the main road to retreat to both sides. Tired and exhausted Sousse Mech soldiers stood in the mud, watching the ranks of high-ranking officers marching towards the hills where the light of artillery fire reflected in the distance.

The closer to the front line of engagement, the louder the gunfire.

When walking into the area four kilometers away from Maple Leaf Slope, the officers in the command mech could already see the rows of field hospital tents, and the wounded soldiers sent from the front like flowing water.

A group of medical mechas flickered in front of them, facing each other, and from time to time saw a group of soldiers flying on a stretcher.

The reinforcements moved forward in silence, and the officers' roars seemed to be exhausted by the sound of gunfire in the distance.

In the sky, a huge cluster of energy cannons flows like a comet, the dazzling light, the huge roar of the train into the tunnel, like a grand festival of hell.

Mech wreckage was scattered all around. The middle of the road was cleaned and concentrated by engineering mechas, and the hills on both sides could only be burned on their own. The trees in some places were also ignited, and it looked like a huge torch.

The officers stared silently at everything in front of them, and the scene before them made their hearts sink.

The troops were blocked in this mountainous area no more than five kilometers wide and more than thirty kilometers long. And in front, is there really only one regiment of the enemy? !

If it is true, what kind of force is it? !

When the troops marched to a depression, the command mech stopped. The officers crowded Petrov out of the mech and raised his eyes to look around.

The entire mountain valley has become a huge and noisy base for advancement. The whistle, the yell, the roar of the engine, intertwined, making a mess.

On several simple maintenance lands not far from the left, mechanics are urgently repairing the wounded mecha. A few tens of meters to the right, several sweaty logistics sergeants are nervously directing mechas and soldiers to load and unload weapons and ammunition.

Some soldiers ran around on the muddy ground that was stepped out of the water. The gray combat uniform was full of flowing muddy water, and his face was so dirty that he could only see a pair of panicked and panicked eyes and white teeth.

At a slightly higher level at the foot of the mountain, there is a long row of field hospitals. From time to time, wounded people were carried in and out. The open space outside was filled with stretchers lying with wounded soldiers. Howling, moaning, and endless ears. With the exception of a few medical soldiers and nurses traveling between them and doing simple treatments for them, no one can take care of them.

The officers looked shocked at everything in front of them, while following behind Yegor and walking towards the heights.

The mud on the hillside forced them to walk carefully to avoid slipping.

You can see through the horizontal branches and leaves that on the hillside, a troop withdrawn from the front line passed through the valley like an injured ghost, and walked endlessly to the rear.

Several communication SUVs drove past, and the mud dots splashed by the undulating tires crackled on the scarred shell of the traveling mech, but did not attract the usual grudges of the grumpy pilots.

It is not so much an army as it is a group of walking dead without arms and legs.

"This is ..." Petrov looked back at the defeated troops.

"It's the four regiments," Yegor's eyes gloomy, "they have just withdrawn from the left wing, and I've asked someone to call them the leader."

Petrov looked at Yegor, accelerated his pace, and strode up the hill.

The entire Fengyepo battlefield suddenly appeared in front of you!

Compared to the temporary headquarters a few kilometers away, the battlefield seen here is much larger and more magnificent.

In front of the maple leaf **** like a pangolin, the flames and smoke rising from the explosion were fifty or sixty meters high, lying on the hill and covering the sky. The large and small mushroom cloud appeared in the shape of the explosion, like a solid black stone pillar.

Countless mechas of both sides rushed back and forth in this artillery field.

A torrent of cyan and gray steel wedges into each other's formation. Charge, breakthrough, siege, division ... All the tactics and all means of killing summarized by the human army are displayed on this yellow-leafed hillside.

Midway, the Suss forces attacking the main peak of Maple Slope apparently just retreated from the hillside. As the grey Sous Mecha line retreated, the enemies on the hill pressed hard.

A squad composed of cyan mechas that Petrov had never seen, plunged into the chaotic line of Sousse mechas like a sharp dagger.

They were in groups of three or five, just like knights running wildly, shouting, rushing down the top of the mountain, approaching their opponents at a speed faster than lightning, and launching a fatal blow.

The blood color on Petrov's face faded completely.

His gaze fixed on the mountainside. There, several Sousse mechas lined up at the front of the scattered line were receding while firing wildly.

The firepower of a medium-sized mecha of the Sousse [Iron Armor Dragon] in front of it suddenly has been fully opened. Several energy cannons on his body fired at the speed and rhythm familiar with Petrov. The energy shells blocked all frontal angles. The barrage passed, flying sand and rocks, and falling apart.

However, a spooky cyan mech came up.

He rushed down from the top of the mountain, his fat body resembling a predatory lightning falcon in the air. After changing direction one after another, jumping over a large rock and several debris on the hillside, with just a flick, it passed through the dense barrage unscathed and punched into the armor of the armored dragon.

When the armored dragon, which is far larger than the opponent's armored dragon, turned into a ball of fire, more than a dozen cyan mechas moving side by side on the same horizontal line at the same time. Target body.

The backward line of scattered soldiers broke a big hole in an instant.

The suddenly lit fire reflected the ghostly figure, even in the rumble of gunfire and blazing flames, it made Petrov feel a kind of eerie chill against his back.

His hair blew up suddenly.

And what scared him even more was not just here.

Just on the left wing hill, hundreds of cyan mechas have completely stirred into the formation of the 2122 Division Three Regiment.

The entire three regiments were cut into dozens of small groups fighting each other. The panicked Susa Mech Warrior can only shoot desperately aimlessly.

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

A cyan triangle attack formation rolls along with the gunfire of Sousse's mech. Like waves, wave after wave.

Every five steps, the attacked cyan armor will retreat into the formation, and the companions with full energy shields in the formation will take their place and welcome the artillery fire of the Sus armored forces.

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

Five steps, one fluctuation.

The exquisite pace of the cyan mecha is like the drum sound under the drumstick of ancient wizards. Every five steps, their formation will appear a layer of rippling ripples, and their mechas will be replaced silently.

There is no stagnation in their progress, but the periphery of the formation is always the blue screen of despair!

This kind of footwork, this kind of cooperation, has exceeded Petrov's imagination, and also beyond the imagination of the young officers beside him who are much younger and more imaginative than him.

The officers of the Twenty-One Army of the Suss stood like this in the wooded hill, watching the enemies under the hill and showing them the way of fighting they had never seen before.

The smooth footwork and cooperation bring about the same smooth killing.

The most common triangle attack formation has given them new life. Each rotation of the triangle formation will have several cyan mechas moving side by side, steadily stepping forward, fists and feet flying up and down the knife, turning each Sus mecha into burning scrap iron!

The left wing is hell, the right wing is also not heaven.

Petrov rolled his eyes hard.

The smoke-filled right wing of the battlefield, more than two hundred cyan mechas, formed five triangular attack formations, deeply penetrated into the Sousse armor cluster, and continued to break through in depth.

These blue killing gods have no mercy.

They swarmed past the Souss armor in groups, and every time they passed, the formation of the Souss hedgehog would be cut like a knife, and a **** mouth was cut.

With the retreat of the four regiments, the entire right wing is actually the world of the enemy. The small amount of Sousse mechas left on the right wing to block and fight for the retreat of the center and left wing forces is not so much a resistance as it is consuming a little time for the enemy to kill!

"General." The guard's report came from behind.

When Petrov looked back, he saw that the lips of the head of the 4th regiment of the 2122 Division, supported by the two guards and walking up the hill, were dark blue and fell to the ground.

His gaze crossed the leader who had been comatose because of his injuries, and fell on the staff of several army base camps who hurried up the hillside.

An ominous hunch grew stronger and stronger with the staff.

"Admiral, our army's flanks were suddenly attacked by the enemy, and the troops suffered heavy losses. The 2121 division of the middle road has retreated. The rear troops have lost contact."

"The general, a regiment of the 2111 division, was attacked by the enemy's main force twenty minutes ago. During the fierce battle, the position was lost due to the enemy's circuitous attack. peak."

Petrov's body flickered, and his eyes were dark.

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