The night on the icefield comes early, and the sun naturally comes late.
Xu Le gulps down the warm, ready-to-eat nutritious meal. Under his slightly squinted eyes, there is a shadow of fatigue. He and Shang Qiu have not closed their eyes that night, and are nervously working on the repair work. The sound of the cannons disturbed him like irregular drum beats. He was exhausted from the mecha battle, and his spirit seemed even worse.
Filling his stomach hastily, he grabbed a handful of cold snow beside him and wiped it hard on his face twice. He felt that his spirits seemed to be better. Instead of continuing his mechanic work, Xu Le closed his eyes and ran silently. With the power in the body, let those sore and tired muscle fibers expand and relax, so as to restore the spirit as soon as possible.
Shang Qiu couldn't hold it any longer, and he lay down on the chair to rest, but he didn't want to give himself too much extravagant rest time.
The ambushed Qinglongshan advance regiment can now rely on electronic telescopes to command the lower-level troops on this snowy field, but the two battalions on the snowy peak have been silent. The command system was repaired one minute earlier, and the Qinglongshan troops could If a global plan is made, maybe a few more young people from the Federation will survive.
Hearing steady footsteps behind him, he opened his eyes and didn't look back. He bowed his head slightly and said apologetically, "It hasn't been fixed yet, but it can be fixed, but I can't give you time."
"I didn't want to ask this." Li Ming, head of the Qinglong Mountain Advance Regiment, replied with a smile.
He sat down on the snowdrift beside Xu Le, took a deep breath, rubbed his withered hair, and continued: "Actually, before you came, I was already desperate. Of course, as the top officer of the army, , I couldn't have shown such despair. Your presence gave us hope, and that was enough."
"But we must hurry up." Xu Le glanced at the gale and gloomy sun on the snowfield, and said worriedly: "The imperial people may still be sleeping at this time, but they will definitely launch the most ferocious attacks during the day."
Li Ming understood what he meant. The Imperial Expeditionary Force watched the two federation mechas break into the battlefield yesterday. Naturally, they thought that the federation's support troops should come later, and they would definitely seize the last time to do everything possible to bring this blue dragon. Mountain troops eat.
"On the opposite side is a reorganized empire brigade. I estimate that the most powerful fighting forces among the remnants gathered by the old general Ambri are all gathered around this snowy field."
Li Ming's eyes penetrated the snow on the ground and shot directly at the distant imperial position. He said faintly: "We were able to survive after two days and two nights of fighting. In fact, we all relied on electromagnetic beam bombs. Their mechas The group has never dared to make a mass charge. I think the commander of the other side is distressed about the last cost, and would rather exchange our lives for our lives. However, our final ammunition base was shot out yesterday, although it bombed a lot of them. A, but there is no way to solve this most deadly problem."
"Last night was a small night attack. It is estimated that the imperial people are also evaluating our ammunition reserves." Xu Le looked down at the snow block beside the military boots and said softly.
"Actually, I have always...cough...cough...I have a question." Li Ming coughed twice, frowned in pain, covered his lips and said, "A reorganized imperial brigade has three times as many troops as me, dozens of There are even hundreds of wolf-type mechas, looking at their crazy suicide motivation, they should not still cherish feathers, I always think they are waiting for something."
"Around the point to help?" Xu Le shook his head and said, "The imperial people are dying, and their equipment firepower is a few levels worse than ours. They finally managed to gather such a reorganized team, and they must also rely on God's help and excellent luck. Only then can they surround you. If their appetite is so big that they want to ambush the federation's backup troops... that would be extremely stupid, even if a group of three groups of our division comes randomly, the imperial people on the opposite side will definitely not be able to withstand it."
"Then how do you explain that the opposing Imperials fought so badly, but still refused to devote themselves to all the fighting troops, using this kind of oil-filling tactics like an idiot?" Li Ming stared into his eyes, and said faintly: "Because you didn't grasp the mood of the imperial officers at this time, they surrounded us, not to fight for reinforcements, but to fight for the troops that came to support."
"Fight?" Xu Le frowned.
"After the battle of the north-south dividing line, the main force of the empire collapsed, the federal army stormed northward, and then suddenly slowed down in the past few months. Our troops, like peeling apples, relying on overwhelming equipment advantages, slowly and calmly nibbled away Sweeping away their living power, even more, trapped them in the glaciers and snow."
"The people of the empire have long known what their final fate will be. This is a fact that cannot be changed, unless millions of troops from the empire suddenly come through the space channel in battleships." Li Ming sneered and sneered: "Of course this is impossible things."
"That's why they want to work hard and go crazy in the end. But the federal troops have been reluctant to give them a chance to work hard. The huge disparity in strength between the two sides makes it impossible for these remnants of the empire to die if they want to."
"It is extremely rare for geomagnetic storms and blizzards to come together, which gives them the opportunity to seek a happy death. So they not only want to eat my regiment, but also drag another regiment of the Federation in, even if they are defeated in the end, they will not hesitate. Just let our soldiers die a few more."
Xu Le looked at Feng Xue and listened silently to the analysis of Captain Su Ming. He wanted to ridicule those imperial people on the opposite side for their eagerness to die, but unexpectedly, a faint chill arose in his heart. The imperial army, which treats itself so cruelly and madly... If the federation attacks in the future What kind of terrifying attack will the mainland of the empire encounter
Seeing to see his emotions at this time, Su Ming said disdainfully: "Don't think too terrible about the scumbags of the empire. If the situation they are facing now is replaced by us, it is estimated that the choice will be similar."
Xu Le thought for a moment, nodded and admitted this inference. He was in a foreign land where he would die. There were countless enemies with absolute superior equipment in front of him. Behind him was only the vast space and the long and unpredictable journey home. There was no battleship yet. , this is such a desperate feeling, if it were me, I would have reacted in the same way.
In the space 742,331 meters away from the ground, a fleet of eleven Light Feather-class battleships suspended in a wide space without gravity. Against the background of the large-scale universe, the supposedly spectacular fleet seemed a little lonely and deserted.
In the strategic deployment of the Federation, the primary task of the current Federation fleet is to prevent the imperial fleet from the barren star field from supporting the three occupied star systems. Although these imperial fleets from afar are backward in technology, and have experienced six or seven years of dangerous interstellar journeys, they cannot be the opponents of the Federation fleet at all, but in order to perfectly end the victory military operation, the Federation still put enough attention, even The Second Fleet, which was originally stationed in the Gary Corridor, was also transferred to the West Forest Edge Star Region, so most of the battleships that had attacked the Imperial Fleet in the three occupied galaxies were also transferred away.
Among the gray-silver federal command ships, Lieutenant General Yi Changtian, the deputy commander of the First Federal Military Region, who had just arrived from Galaxy 163 and commanded the final battle of 5460, looked coldly at the brightly colored planet under the porthole, and turned around after a moment of silence. He said: "All participating troops above 40 degrees north latitude, stop the rotation, assemble immediately, and move closer to the geomagnetic storm area."
This is a spacious combat command hall. Dozens of federal staff officers were slightly startled when they heard the order, and then responded with a deep voice.
"That old thief Ambree wants to work hard, but I don't want to give him a chance to work hard." Commander Yi lowered his eyes slightly and continued: "Tell Du Shaoqing and Yu Chenghai that their two divisions are the closest, and don't move too slowly or too much. Be gentle, smash your fists together, and don't even rub off a piece of oily skin in the end."
"Understood." The staff officer beside him quickly took notes, looked at the data prompt on the miniature work light curtain, and reminded with some hesitation: "According to the calculation of the Charter Computer, the duration of the geomagnetic storm is about ten days to fifteen days. between days."
"What does geomagnetic storms have to do with wars?"
Commander Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at the young officers in the command hall and said: "Back then we encountered a volcanic eruption on the K2 star of the Empire, the ionosphere was mutated, and the battle was not the same. Could it be that the current army does not have a charter computer? When you are a nanny, you will become a useless doll? If so, what will happen to the empire in the future?"
The highly respected general asked with a displeased look on his face: "Or do you think the imperial people will be tolerant enough to let us build a charter network bit by bit in their hometown?"
The officers were trained to bow their heads, quickly walked to their own workbench, and started tactical deductions through the charter computer.
"Just received a report from the 17th Division. Their regiment had set off two days ago and entered the geomagnetic storm area two hours ago. They lost contact and the situation is unknown." An officer walked over with an anxious expression and lowered his voice Voice report.
"Very good, Yu Chenghai's troops really still have the taste of the old seventeenth division. If you have to wait for the command of the headquarters at this time, it would be extremely stupid. But the performance of the iron seven division this time, let me A little disappointed."
Commander Yi turned around with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the planet under his feet, staring at the dazzling white patch at the northern end of the planet. Shiyi Tuan, as for Xu Le, who went to support the first... It didn't change his expression in the slightest.
The old general of the empire on the ground tried to use the power of nature to seek a heroic ending, but for this old federation general, this was a wonderful opportunity to enter the empire's homeland
The command hall was silent, only the faint sound of electric current and the sound of fingers rubbing against the light curtain. No one noticed that in the corner of the huge ring-shaped light curtain, the federal central computer has been rapidly calculating the climate on the planet. The mutation is not just calculating how long geomagnetic storms and blizzards will last, it seems to be more about analyzing why such problems occur on this planet.