Chapter 82 Chapter 82 Angus tried his best to suppress it with reason...
The cold silver-grey mecha troops arrived as promised.
Before the mechas of the Ox Empire approached the Earth, the first thing that arrived was a large-scale destructive artillery shell that flew in from nowhere.
Fiery red balls fell from the sky, densely packed, as if hundreds of suns suddenly appeared in the sky.
It wasn't the sun in the universe that fell, but the advance shells of the mecha corps.
"Humanity has never seen such a battle before. These shells will probably scare them into hiding, and the next attack will be much easier." Randy was ready to capture this planet full of weak life within half a day.
He thought it was too easy and too simple.
In his plan, humans should be lame, limp, crying, and running around in panic on Earth.
At this moment, I am sitting quietly in the underground air-raid shelter, holding my child, accompanying my family, and enjoying a delicious breakfast.
"If you don't like Chinese breakfast, you can tell me in advance when you get your meal. We also have coffee and sandwiches prepared here."
The steaming hot breakfast was divided into portions and placed on the table.
People lined up on their own accord, waiting to receive their breakfast.
While the adults were queuing, the children were in the empty space, chasing their friends and playing games that belonged to children.
The air-raid shelter, which should have been filled with a terrifying and depressing atmosphere, was constantly echoing with the laughter of children.
"Look at these kids, they are so carefree, they don't even know what we are going through." The women chatted while waiting in line.
"They know it very well. My son comforted me before going to sleep, telling me not to be afraid and that His Highness and the general would definitely protect us."
"My daughter is the same. She said that when she grows up, she will join the army to protect His Highness Gal."
"These children..."
The adults who were arranged to stay in the air-raid shelter did not have any fear on their faces. Some were discussing what ingredients to add to the soup to make it taste better, while others were discussing how to educate their children who were about to reach puberty.
Everyone is very relaxed.
"The resistance of these inferior life forms is meaningless." Randy was sitting in the cockpit at the back, crossing his legs leisurely, watching the number of incoming shells decrease.
Just as he expected, there were too few orc warriors and female insect soldiers who could compete with them, and their ammunition reserves were not sufficient.
At first they were able to put up a bit of resistance, but later on, perhaps due to a shortage of ammunition, the orcs and female insects did not want to sacrifice their lives for lower creatures.
The powerful fighting force withdrew from the battlefield, and the resistance of mankind was meaningless to their mecha army.
There is no use in fighting beyond dimensions. How can weak humans compete with the orcs who have defeated countless powerful beings in the universe?
"Captain, the guard in the south seems to be weaker. Should we enter D81 from there?" The orc warriors on the front line quickly discovered the "loophole" in the guard.
If it were Randy's style, he would definitely order his troops to shovel down the enemy.
To prevent the remaining enemies from continuing to resist and causing them more trouble, these inferior creatures who resisted stubbornly must die.
But their current mission is not to wipe out all life on this planet, leaving no one behind.
He and his team mainly wanted to capture the damned Angus Evan who had escaped and brought him back to the Oaks Empire.
The cooperation period they signed with the higher Zerg is limited, and the mission time is not much. They must shorten the process and complete the more important goals as soon as possible.
"As you said, concentrate firepower on the south and break in from the weakest point."
"Tell all soldiers to go to Gaia's main city first after entering. On the way, capture a few orcs who followed Evan before and use them to threaten Evan to stand up."
Evan is a sentimental guy, and Randy is confident that the guy will not watch his brother, who has lived and died together with him, being tortured to death by him.
"yes!"
The mecha army surrounding the earth began to retreat while fighting, circled the cosmic meteorite group, and moved all to the south.
Randy thought that from there, his troops' advance speed would be increased, and they would occupy the human checkpoints there in just a few minutes.
"Hold your breath, count to three, and throw all the shells around you." Bai Heyun, who had been assigned to this line, was commanding this battle.
They mobilized most of their troops and hid them in the hilltops of the southern outpost.
As for why His Highness and the general chose the south, Bo Heyun, who had fought under Angus for many years, knew it very well.
There are more mountains and more abundant forest vegetation in the south, so if their people hide there, the chance of being discovered is very low.
one two three……
After three numbers.
As the last of the mecha army, Randy flew steadily into the boundary representing the earth, with bullets flying from both sides hitting his body without any pain or itching, under the terrified gazes of the surrounding humans.
“Boom!” “Boom!”
The sky was filled with artillery fire that covered their mecha army.
There were several times more shells than the ones they dropped on the earth, pouring down on them like a blanket.
"Defense mode, everyone, activate defense mode!"
These cannon throwers seemed to have received professional training, and they threw the shells directly at the right chest of each mecha, below which was the mecha's chip.
The artillery fire directed at them was like drones flying out of a beehive, endless and saturated, forming a solid cover that encircled Randy's mecha troops.
There were so many shells coming in that they intercepted the first half in mid-air, and more shells followed.
Moreover, there seemed to be no end to the shells; their number was only increasing.
"Captain, dozens of our mechas have been hit by the enemy. What should we do?" A soldier whose mecha's left leg was blown off was still defending Randy from the incoming shells.
The materials used to make the Orc mechas of the Oaks Empire are indeed the most advanced in the entire universe, and their defensive capabilities are also extremely strong.
Even a great god with three heads and six arms could not withstand the attack of such a large number of artillery shells.
One or two... a dozen or dozens... even hundreds.
Randy's mecha army can withstand hundreds of shells, but among these countless shells, as long as one can hit the chip position of the mecha, it can cause the mecha to lose its combat effectiveness.
Not a single soldier was lost on this side of the Earth, and using some lifeless weapons could exchange for the combat casualties of a top team.
"This kind of tactics requires an overabundance of weapons and ammunition in the arsenal. How can a small planet like Earth have such firepower? Aren't they afraid that they will run out of ammunition, lose their ability to resist, and be wiped out by us?"
"Sir, could it be that those Zerg bastards are using Evan's information to try to trap us on Earth?"
After hearing the adjutant's words, Randy's face turned dark, like a black-faced god filled with resentment, and he completely lost the good mood he had before the attack.
"Go contact Cass of the First Legion and ask him what's going on. If no one gets through, report our situation to the Prime Minister."
Randy waved his hand, and the lion-shaped mecha returned to humanoid combat mode, with a shield displayed on his right arm.
The shell hit the silver-gray shield with a loud bang, and then exploded, with flames and a huge fire mist enveloping the mecha driven by Randy.
Another four or five shells were fired into the fire fog where visibility was extremely low.
It is a taboo on the battlefield for a commander to be in danger.
If Captain Randy had died easily on this small planet, they would most likely not be able to return to the Empire. Those who could return would be sent to a military court by the Military and Political Department.
"Captain!" The soldiers present faced the shells and turned around to rush into the roaring fire mist.
The scattered mechas gathered together, standing in front, using their bodies to block the artillery shells for their companions who rushed into the fire to save people.
"Buzz, boom!"
The giant mecha held an elliptical missile in its hand. With a flick of its arm, the missile flew out at a speed that could only be achieved with a professional projector.
The missile thrown by the mecha hit the artillery shells and directly intercepted a large number of artillery shells flying over the earth in mid-air.
The mecha clad in silver-grey armor walked in the purple-red flames, and every inch of its body sparkled with starlight. At this moment, the soulless war machine seemed to have come to life.
Brilliant, the light in the darkness, the savior in despair.
It fits the name of this mecha very well.
"It's Brilliant." Angus, who was hiding in the ambush team, felt a familiar soul-shaking feeling.
The waves that only his companion mecha could produce came from above the clouds. Angus's golden eyes were fixed straight, staring upwards.
Cuican is an excellent fighter, but those guys dared to force Cuican to join this battle, trying to capture himself with his closest comrade-in-arms.
Veins bulged on Angus' arms, neck, and head, and he lay prone on the ground, imitating the posture of a lion hunting.
He was very angry now, and this emotion was even more serious than when those idle young masters from the Oaks Empire came to the prison to insult him.
"Calm down. They have a lot of warriors this time. We have to reduce their fighting power." Gal held down the lion that was rising up.
Although he couldn't control the ups and downs of his emotions, Angus was still able to let reason prevail.
He was a commander, and acting on impulse would only result in huge losses to the team. He had experienced this firsthand in the battle when he became a team leader.
"The team that came is the elite of the elite of the Oaks Empire's troops. Those hypocritical guys really think highly of me by sending such a team."
Angus was trying his best to use reason to suppress the anger in his body, and his fingers were shaking.
"Elites or something, they are not as powerful as our General Angus. I want to see the military strength of the Oaks Empire." Gal also noticed the big cat's peculiar condition.
He put his hand deep into his chest pocket, searching for something. He searched so hard that the third button on his collar came undone.
"Button up. You've left such a large portion of your chest exposed. Do you want to be hit in the heart by the enemy's bullet?" On the battlefield, Angus was always serious and rigorous.
The male insect's clothes and helmet are bulletproof. As long as the enemy doesn't stuff a bullet into the little male insect's hands, this layer of clothes can save his life on the battlefield.
The little male insect is the lord of the earth and the leader of Gaia. His safety is directly related to the stability of the military morale.
If he were seen by experienced enemy troops on the front line with his chest exposed, he would be quickly killed by them.
For a leader of a country, this behavior is too stupid.
"Don't be angry, I just saw that you were not feeling well, so I wanted you to put some tea in your mouth to calm down." Gal had never seen Angus on the battlefield, and he was stunned by the opponent's ferocity.