The Imperial Expeditionary Force on this planet, under the ferocious offensive of the federal army, retreated steadily, and routed northward. At most, only 15% of the living force remained and retreated to the glaciers in the extreme north. Against such a background, it should have been extremely easy for the New Seventeenth Division to carry out the final clean-up work, but the fact gave them a heavy blow.
Under the cold and tough command of the old fox General Ambri, the remaining Imperial Expeditionary Force silently turned to guerrilla warfare. Tens of thousands of imperial soldiers who knew that they had no way out and fell into a desperate situation, not only did not collapse due to despair, but became more cruel and cruel, not only to the enemy, but also to themselves, they risked the cold, like a night rat. Haunted among the glaciers, looking for any opportunity to launch an attack on federal forces with no regard for their own lives.
This kind of crazy behavior similar to a suicide attack successfully dragged the New Seventeenth Division, the Iron Seventh Division and other federal troops into a bloody quagmire, no, it should be said to be a cold hell.
Before or after the war, the Imperial Expeditionary Force dug countless snow-covered deep pits among the glaciers covering an area of about 3 million square kilometers, and at the same time sent countless melee artillery teams to guard the side of the pits. When a federation mecha fell into a deep pit, the imperial soldiers who had already been in ambush would swarm up and use their blood-spraying bodies in exchange for the launch of electromagnetic beam bombs on their shoulders.
No one knows how many imperial soldiers died silently in the ice and snow in this crazy fighting method. But for the federal troops, they only know that these snow pits have concealed their electronic monitoring, burying countless federal mechas and heroic pilot comrades in arms...
Lieutenant Colonel Herley, the head of the First Regiment of the New Seventeenth Division, threw the battle damage report on the snow with a gloomy face, and walked towards the regimental barracks. The military boots stepped on the snow with shallow marks, and there was an unknown accumulation below. How many meters deep is the 10,000-year-old ice layer.
It has been two and a half months since his troops arrived in the combat area, but the clearing of the remnants of the empire has not made much progress. Those imperial people hiding among the glaciers are like dying beasts, staring coldly. The officers and soldiers of the Federation were always ready to come out and ask for a life and death together. Under this desperate tactics, in just ten days, the regiment lost another six M52 mechas and two MX mechas.
What shocked and puzzled him was the ability of the Imperial Expeditionary Force Command to control the remaining soldiers in the glacial world, as well as the command ability of those imperial counterparts.
At the very beginning of the victory of the Federation's military operation, it successfully lured out the main armored troops of the expeditionary force of the northern empire of the planet, and also learned the specific location of the fortifications under the glacier built by the imperial people for decades. In the subsequent offensive, a large number of The energy quota and long-range missiles carried out continuous bombing, and as a result... Only at the end did the federal command discover that the old general named Ambree actually left behind, and there were still several hidden in the glacier that the Federation failed to grasp. large underground base.
"Report to the division, if the mechanic can't come up with any good solutions, our division refuses to enter the mountain again."
Lieutenant Colonel Herley's eyes were sunken because of the hardships in the past few days, and his eyes were full of cold light, and he said, "It is a soldier's duty to obey orders, but it is not to die. As far as I know, Hua Xiaosi's mecha brigade is also temporarily Stop going up the mountain."
"The division currently has no plan to enter the mountains, but we shouldn't ask for it ourselves." An officer said worriedly: "The imperial people are really crazy, and it is obvious that they will lose the war. Why would they rather commit suicide than surrender? If it can be cleaned up, the battle losses of the troops will be very terrifying."
"Surrender? It's me. I've been away from home for so many years. I'm in a state of despair. "
He Lei said coldly, and a picture of what happened when a group entered the mountains to clear up half a month ago appeared in his mind. A federation mecha fell into the deep pit in front of the snow forest. Hundreds of remnants of the Empire were besieged and attacked, and those remnants of the Empire did not care about the main force of the regiment behind Xuelin... In the end, the hundreds of remnants of the Empire were all killed by the powerful firepower of the regiment, but the federal mecha that fell into the snow pit was also Eventually exploded.
Exchanging the lives of a hundred soldiers for one mecha is very worthwhile in terms of battlefield value, but even on the battlefield where human life is as cheap as grass, Herre and the federal military simply cannot accept this conversion method.
He couldn't understand that those single infantry uniforms of the empire's remnants were so tattered that they could not keep warm, their faces were haggard due to lack of nutritional intake, their skin was festered by the severe cold, and their movements were somewhat inconvenient. , his eyes shot wildly like a dying beast.
What kind of concept can make a group of invaders, a group of soldiers from the lower classes of the empire, bullied by nobles, guys without any moral support, completely ignore the terrible death, and behave so fanatical and terrifying
At this moment, an engineer wrapped in cotton balls walked out from the side room of the regiment headquarters. On the bridge of his frozen red nose, his glasses flashed with anger, and shouted to Colonel Herre: "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. , I hope you take back your previous verbal attack on the mecha designer."
Obviously, the previous angry roar of Hurley on the snow reached the engineer's ears. Herley glanced at the man lightly, ignoring it at all.
The engineer stomped his feet and said, "The MX mecha was designed by Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le. If you want to scold him, you'd better scold him in person."
Head of Herre shrugged slightly, walked past him and said, "Although he is my instructor, he has to scold when he needs to scold. Your task is to solve those damn ice pits immediately. The lethality of the mecha, and the absurd state of bows and arrows shooting through the alloy baffles continues, I am really worried that your Nutshell Engineering Department and I will become the biggest fools in the history of cosmic warfare."
"The additional high-frequency and short-wave positioning technology, which is what you call the pit-breaking technology, has been basically successful after obtaining the data from Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le. After debugging, it will be installed on all mechas immediately."
Herley stopped abruptly, clenched his fists hard, and said in a deep voice, "Very good."
"There must be countless officers and pilots on this planet who are scolding us. But I must admit that when I was doing the design in Hong Kong, I really made a stupid mistake, the data calculation of the balancer and the joint transmission. There are problems with the design of the device. Once the mechanical legs of the MX sink into the pit, the sensor will fail and the feedback will be transmitted back to the assembly. The mecha system cannot make an adaptive attitude adjustment in an instant. ...Can you believe it? Our most proud work has been born with cerebellar hypoplasia."
In the cold world of ice and snow, a federal army of nearly a hundred people is marching silently. Among the tracked ice-breaking armored vehicles specially developed for the snow, there are three latest MX mechas of the Federation. All three mechas are painted white. However, for some reason, the waist and abdomen of these three white MX mechas, Seems to be different from general MX.
In the end, Fang's white MX mecha seemed to be damaged and lost its power. It was forced to move forward by the tractor. In the airtight and insulated control cabin, a voice sounded, and the words were filled with some kind of self-deprecating annoyance.
“We are engineers and this irresponsible remorse and urge to self-destruct makes no sense. In my opinion, there is nothing much wrong with the design of the MX, mainly because of the special topography of the 5460 glacier belt. Those M52s also fell into the ice pit and could not stand up on their own, which shows that the senior engineers who designed the M series did not envisage such an extreme environment, including your teacher, Professor Shen."
It was a woman's voice, calm and full of the engineer's homemade flavor.
"Extreme environment? Fighter armor should be able to adapt to the extreme low temperature on the vacuum ore star and the absolute high temperature facing the star, but it was trapped in the ice crater, do you think it makes sense?"
"There are many types of extremes, especially on the battlefield. In the extreme northern region of this planet, the altitude rises too fast. Whether it is the outer virgin forest or the suddenly rising glaciers, it severely limits the mecha's options for passage. In this way, the imperial people can accurately set the position and depth of the digging holes through calculations. The most important thing is that everyone seems to underestimate the hard bottom of ice, although it should be gentle water itself."
The woman in the cockpit continued to say calmly: "At zero degrees, the Fahrenheit hardness of ice is 1-2, at minus fifteen degrees, the hardness is 2-3, at minus forty degrees, the hardness is 4, and at minus fifty degrees, The hardness is 6, and in the glacier area where the imperial people hide, the air temperature is minus 30 degrees all year round, and the surface temperature is even lower. According to the monitoring data these days, the temperature inside the glacier has already reached minus 60 degrees."
"The hardness of ice at low temperature exceeds that of granite and steel. Under this hardness, after the mechanical legs of the mecha sink in, there is no way to break the ice on its own with power. The imperial people have time to use thermal melting methods to break the ice in advance. , but there is no such time for mechas on the battlefield."
"And don't you think that the ice pits dug by the imperial people are very ingeniously designed? The ice pits we checked at the beginning of the month were completely uniform in diameter and the depth was just right, especially the forward slip angle of the ice pits, which were very beautifully designed."
"The mechanical leg of the mecha sinks into the ice crater at this angle, and the knee joint hydraulic device directly loses all function, because there is no focus point, and there is no displacement space... The imperial people just used the simplest force calculation in classical physics. , it can make a state-of-the-art MX mech immobile, which proves that the classical laws of physics with the beauty of simplicity are irresistible."
In the cockpit, Shang Qiu, a talented female engineer from the Nutshell Engineering Department, looked at the light screen data in front of him and said calmly, without even glancing at Xu Le beside him.