11.Raid

Zhao Yu climbed into the Battle Spider with a slight effort, Borg was lifting his mask to smoke and immediately noticed his hand when he saw his movement, "Is it badly injured?"

"A penetrating wound, it's been treated." Zhao Yu sat in his seat, couldn't help but still remind, "But I'm afraid maneuvering the chariot is still a bit ..."

Borg grinned, "Who said I need you to drive it! It's just a matter of needing your premonition ability, and your driving skills are about as good as none anyway!"

"Thanks for the thoughtfulness Captain!"

"Well old man, we don't have much time, and it's really important that we call you back." Borg tapped the screen in front of him, "Look, although the base's defense system has been set up, they have the advantage of long range strikes, sooner or later our defenses will be broken through, not to mention that the longer the time drags on the more troops they will be able to bring in, and the smaller the possibility that we will be able to get out of it."

The ominous premonition came back, Zhao Yu rubbed his brows feebly, "So?"

"So we're going to give them a takedown! -Uh, that's the word for it, right?"

"Whatever makes you happy ..." Joewoo looked at the display in shock, "What's your plan, Captain!"

"To go around behind them and raid them, of course!" Borg's hand drew a line on the screen, "We've calculated that taking this route will avoid the ATG command vehicle's probes, it's just a slight detour."

"A 50 kilometer detour." Hunter, who hadn't said anything, added.

Zhao Yu's eyes glazed over as he looked at the route, "Wait a minute, Captain, we're the only ones going? There are no other combatants?"

"There's only two MF1s in total that can be used, it's impossible to get them all out, and as long as the plan works-"

Zhao Yu raised his hand, "Captain, although I appreciate that you've been patiently explaining, can you tell us the detailed plan? This one chariot of ours breaks into the enemy's rear, and then what? They have eight chariots if I remember correctly, right? And over a hundred infantry!"

"Our target is that ATG command vehicle, as long as we take out the ATG, their synergy and monitoring range should be greatly reduced so that the people in the base can take advantage of the opportunity to break out, is that clear?" Borg looked at Zhao Yu, a smile all over his face, "What do you think of this plan?"

"It doesn't sound like you're prepared with a plan on how we're going to get out of here after we break the ATG, Captain."

"That's why you're needed, old man."

Cho-woo took a deep breath and lowered his mask, "Let's go, Captain."

"Great - Hunter, ten bucks."

"What did you guys do?" Joew asked.

"I made a bet with the sergeant that I thought you'd back out of this operation if you had any sense left." Hunter said sadly, "Old man, what is it that you can't think of that you have to go with us and play for your life?"

Zhao Yu heatedly smiled, "That's probably because ... this used to be one of my dream ways to die."

Less than a year ago, I didn't even dare to imagine that I would be able to fight on the battlefield as a warrior," he said!

However, this sentiment made Borg's face change, "Old man, don't intentionally screw us over just because you aspire to this kind of death!"

"Do you think I'm as bad a person as you are, Car Captain!"

The machine guns in the base were still suppressing the pursuing troops, and the other MF1 was also hiding behind a bunker and firing frequently. Taking advantage of this gap, the "Death Bringer" sneaked out from another exit of the base - yes, Borg was actually in the base! Yes, Borg actually didn't forget to paint his chariot with the ugly "DAETH" even in such a short time.

The straight line distance between the base and the pursuers was only 5 kilometers, but in order to avoid the other party's ATG command vehicle, Zhao Yu and the others had to cross a small river first and go around from another valley, which made the distance of this sneak attack ten times. When they were about to approach their intended target, Zhao Yu still couldn't help but make sure with Borg, "From this angle, can't the ATG's surveillance scan us?"

"The path we chose has a drop of about 60 meters, which will affect the judgment of the ATG surveillance system to some extent, and what's more crucial is that it's about to get dark."

It was about to get dark.

In this place, darkness meant that the concentration of suppressed particles in the air would be raised to its highest, causing the efficiency of most of the intelligent equipment to be drastically reduced, and thus night battles became a situation that both sides of the warring parties tried their best to avoid.

The MF1's systems would inevitably be affected, but as the oldest model of the Spider, its most important feature was its ease of operation and thick skin, just like a barbarian, cutting off two fingers wouldn't affect his ability to continue swinging a sledgehammer to smash people, but for more advanced and sophisticated systems, cutting off two fingers would make it impossible for him to hold his weapon tightly.

And now a barbarian was planning to charge into a position of heavily armed modern soldiers!

Captain Zorg was in a bad mood now.

After realizing that the 6th task force had split up, the pursuing troops followed suit, his troops were in charge of the squad in front of him, he originally thought that he could easily solve the battle with his overwhelming troop superiority, however, to his surprise, the other party acted as if they had already known about their pursuing plan, and drew a bizarre and extremely strange route on the map, and rigidly didn't allow them to catch up with them, until the other side of the The pursuing force had completely annihilated their target, and his side was still eating dust after those bastards.

Luckily, now that the seventh war zone had surrendered, he was at least considered to be the majority of the home front, and had finally stopped the target here!

Just did not expect, the other side in addition to escape outstanding, in terms of fighting actually not weak, hard to rely on an already half-crippled sub-base and two MF1 let this side into a stalemate situation, this is really let a person angry, if let Major Chandler know, he this time do not expect to be promoted.

"But ... how can they do such a long range precision suppression strike?" Zorg muttered, "Could there really be mutants in their team? But how is it possible to have this type of mutant? ... Kane, get MF2 closer!"

"Yes, sir!"

Captain Zorg looked to the other side in the command vehicle again, "Is communication with HQ still not restored?"

"No, sir! Our equipment isn't malfunctioning, but we just can't get in touch! There seems to be a strong source of interference nearby, but can't pinpoint the location!"

Zorg turned his gaze to the base in the distance.

What the hell are these guys doing in the base?After the ATG command vehicle lost its network connection, most of its monitoring function has been abolished, and now it can't even call for air support, not to mention the fact that it will soon be dark, and that group of crazy people on the other side dares to act at night, so it's better not to have any trouble at that time....

Just at this time, a loud noise suddenly came, to be precise, it was a continuous loud noise!

It was a MF1 Spider Chariot, stumbling down a cliff from the rear of the position in a sorry state, it struggled to use a few legs to step on the rocks to jump, and barely kept its balance when it landed, a large pile of stones fell down from its head, smashing the shell of the car when it rattled.

But in such a lousy situation, this MF1 actually fired two guns in a row in the air, one of which hit the side of the ATG command vehicle!

"Adjust parameters and lock on target!" Borg yelled from the vehicle, "We have only one target, that ATG!"

As he spoke he had already blasted out his third cannon, hitting the rear body of the ATG squarely, sending the other party spinning halfway around in place. But Zhao Yu could see more clearly, the other 1 BTX and 4 MF1s present had already turned their guns around, even the MF2 had stopped attacking, obviously intending to gather fire to finish themselves off beforehand!

To Zhao Yu's surprise, even though he was being targeted by five battle tanks, he only felt the usual nervousness and fear, but he didn't have the same kind of premonition that he had in the past, "This time will not be good".

Could it be that this ability has really disappeared?

Borg didn't care that much, and directly commanded Hunter to drive the death messenger towards the ATG command vehicle, Zhao Yu only felt another jolt in the body, obviously the spider hit something.

"Distance to zero!" reported Hunter, "We hit the ATG!"

"Beautiful! Come and get a taste of Papa Borg's power!" Borg hammered down the firing button hard, only to hear two muffled booms, Cho Yu was almost shaken out of his seat, and then he saw a plume of smoke coming out of the fire compartment's bulkhead.

"Sergeant, I'm applying for early retirement!" Hunter was grief-stricken, but his hand didn't stop at all, he had already opened the emergency exit door, and Borg jumped out ahead of him, "Write a report, I'll think about it!"

Apparently, Sgt. Borg shoved the two main guns into the ATG command vehicle and had another centralized blast, at the cost of scrapping the two main guns.

Zhao Yu was the last one to get out of the vehicle, and looked up to find that the poor command vehicle had been blown out of two large holes, tilted to the side, while the Death Dealer's vehicle-mounted machine gun continued to fire, making the interior of the command vehicle even more miserable.

"Don't look!" Borg grabbed Zhao Yu, "This is our only chance to run away!"

"Really, have you really considered how to get out of this?"

Zhao Yu asked this for a reason - besides the several battle tanks that had already begun to set fire on the death messenger, at least fifty mecha infantry had discovered the three people who had escaped from the death messenger and began to fire wildly, if it wasn't for the fact that this terrain was close to the forest, and that there were quite a few trees to help deflect the gunshots, there would have definitely been more than seven or eight more holes in Zhao Yu's body .

"Sergeant, we're going in the wrong direction, we can't get closer to the base side!" Hunter yelled, "Do we have to circle back another fifty kilometers?"

Zhao Yu rolled his eyes at these words, although his body was a bit healthier than before, "fifty kilometers" was still a frightening number, I wonder how Borg and Hunter, the two guys who had received genetic improvement since childhood, were doing?

Borg surrendered the next moment: "I'm not going to do that! We're going to find a way to take a shortcut back!"

"Okay Sergeant, where's the trail?"

"Just look for it!"

Zhao Yu was now convinced that Borg really hadn't considered a plan on how to get out after the battle.

In just these few minutes, it had gotten completely dark, a few of the chariots stopped their pursuit, but the mech infantry were much less affected, there were still at least twenty of them in hot pursuit, Zhao Yu secretly estimated that at this rate they would be finished off in ten minutes at the most.

Borg also realized this problem, he directly suggested in the communication channel, "How about we split up and escape?"

Hunter was the first to refuse: "Splitting up in a place like this is no different from looking for death! Sergeant, why don't you stay behind and break our back?"

"I think this idea is feasible!" Zhao Yu followed suit, "Sergeant, you need to act like a commander!"

Of course all of this is bullshit, Borg unsurprisingly refused his men's request, "Why don't you guys say that soldiers obey orders as their natural duty, I'm asking you to break the back now do you agree!"

A rock to the left suddenly exploded as the pursuers behind them caught up.

"Uh, Sergeant, I think ... we should consider surrendering?" Hunter asked hesitantly, "It's nothing more than being a prisoner ..."

"I don't think that's a good idea!" Borg interrupted decisively, "Remember what happened to Lt. Carrick and the others! All of them died! You saw the vital sign feedback, at least five of them died after going into critical condition! They left no one alive!"

Hunter lamented.

Just then, a mecha infantry suddenly jumped out in front of them, less than five meters away from Borg and the others, and before they could react, the repeating rifle in the hands of this mecha infantry had already begun to fire wildly!

But not a single bullet landed on the three.

Zhao Yu quickly realized the problem, and he looked back in shock, only to see that the four or five mecha infantrymen behind him who had already chased them to less than fifty meters had fallen to the ground.

"This is too ridiculous!" Zhao Yu had also been a Mech Infantryman for a few days, and knew the characteristics of this troop type - each Mech Infantryman's power armor had a defensive shield, which was a little bit more resistant than the defensive shield of the Battle Vehicle Combat Suit that Zhao Yu was currently wearing, and was enough to offset the power of the opposite side's conventional weapons for a short period of time; in other words, a group of Mech Infantrymen shooting at each other with conventional weapons would be able to shoot each other with conventional weapons, and would not be able to shoot at each other until they had exhausted the other side's In other words, a group of mecha infantrymen shooting at each other with conventional weapons would be almost helpless until the energy of the other side's defense shield was drained, and it was impossible for them to put down several infantrymen with point-blank shots like this man!

Of course, if it was "almost", then there must be exceptions. One of the exceptions that Zhao Yu knew of was that after the bullet hit the opponent in a very short period of time, he put a second bullet into the same place within a tenth of a second before the defense shield recovered. But even veterans who had turned on the lock-on assist system and added an assist chip would find it hard to do this in actual combat, it wasn't that no one had ever succeeded, but every instance of success was a blind cat running into a dead rat.

And like this guy in front of him, taking down four or five people in a row, there was absolutely no way it could be by chance!

Borg and Hunter didn't say anything, and apparently both realized what Zhao Yu was thinking, the three of them looked at the soldier together, Zhao Yu had already touched the pistol on his waist, although he didn't think it would help.

Borg asked cautiously, "What's happened?"

"The seventh theater has surrendered, but I have not received surrender orders." The mech-infantryman spoke up, his voice slightly lower, "You haven't surrendered, and I'm coming with you."

It was only then that Zhao Yu realized that behind the soldier was a slope, and there were several infantrymen lying across the slope.

"You took care of that alone?" Borg pointed over there.

"It was me, but there are more who will catch up soon, and I suggest leaving as soon as possible."

No one objected to the suggestion, but Zhao Yu couldn't help but ask, "What's your name?"

The mecha infantryman was silent for two seconds and replied, "Gabriel. Private Gabriel Bradley."