The trainees in the current special - training session were assigned to the Bermuda Star - Region Military Area after passing the assessment.



Yuri stayed in the special - training team for another half a year. After systematically mastering mechanical maintenance knowledge, he was preferentially recommended by the colonel to the chief of logistics in the Atlantis Star - Region Military Area, an old friend of his. Then, Yuri arrived at the First Squad of the Logistics Squadron of the Third Armored Battalion in the Fifth Armored Division of the Galileo Galaxy in the Atlantis Star - Region and became a new corporal.



At first, Yuri was a bit complacent. After all, he was from the special - training team. Moreover, he had undergone special training in both the reconnaissance battalion and the mechanical maintenance battalion and directly became a corporal under the colonel's recommendation, one rank higher than other new recruits who graduated from the special - training team as privates first class. After arriving at the company, the squad leader of the First Squad in the Logistics Squadron was also just a corporal.



The good luck ended right there...



Three days after Yuri reported for duty, the Gachalin Empire fully invaded the Atlantis Star - Region of the Lerle Democratic Federation, and the war broke out. In half a year, the four immigrant planets in the Galileo Galaxy fell one after another. Following the remnants of the Fifth Division, they retreated to Milock II planet and were surrounded by the Newton Front Army of the Imperial Army and the Galileo Front Army that followed closely behind. With great difficulty, he boarded the warship of the Ninth Division, but was sent to Milock planet by an order from the command to participate in the defense.



The Imperial Army achieved landing on Milock planet within a week.



Then, this fat man, who was considered by his superiors to be quite good at escaping, was sent to this forward position to help repair mechas.



And then, the Imperial Army launched an attack.



He didn't even have time to catch his breath properly!



Now, Yuri could only focus on escaping.



Running a race against mechas on his two human legs, Yuri was both angry and frightened. Even if he ran as fast as he could, his speed was only about 20 kilometers per hour, which was a typical tortoise - and - hare race compared to mechas. The only fortunate thing was that due to their size, mechas had difficulty traveling in the jungle. And how to survive in the jungle and get rid of the enemy was one of Yuri's specialties. Besides, he was just a logistics maintenance soldier. Who would be interested in specifically chasing after him?



Climbing up a big tree, Yuri carefully observed the situation on the battlefield. If those twelve federal land - combat mechas, which were like centipedes, could break away from the battlefield, Yuri wouldn't mind following them in the dark to retreat.



A smooth journey would of course be a good thing. If they encountered a small number of enemy troops, at least they could rely on this not - so - weak force. If they encountered a large number of enemies, Yuri would disappear without a trace like a small star beside the sun.



The focus of the battle was on the small hill that Yuri had just left. Two federal "Honor 15" land - combat mechas had rushed ahead to approach the hill. Then, a squadron of the Imperial Army's "Holy Armor 22" individual mechas came like a swarm of mad bees. Some of them formed a skirmish line and continuously launched attacks on the two "Honor 15" mechas. Others activated their high - speed propulsion rockets and outflanked the hill, completely ignoring the long - time hovering in the air and becoming targets for the "Honor 15" mechas.



The Federal Army was in a precarious situation. If they couldn't get rid of the enemy's entanglement in the front and the high ground in the rear was controlled again, the battle couldn't be fought. Only by controlling the small hill and relying on this defensive point could most of the mechas break away from the battle.



There was silence in the earphones.



"Damn it! Let's fight. We're on 2119. Brothers, take care of my mother for me."



A "Honor 15" mecha closest to the small hill forcibly broke away from the battlefield without cover and rushed towards the top of the hill.



The exposed L9 - 2119 immediately became the target of public criticism. In just a few hundred meters, its defense shield turned red, indicating extreme danger.



"2119, come back, damn you!"



"Open fire, open fire!"



"Let's go, guys. We can't let 2119 die in front of us."



"The Lerle Federation has no cowards."



"Boys, are we warriors?"



"We are!"



And!



"We always have been!!"



All the federal "Honor 15" mechas let out a high - pitched roar. They rushed out of their positions simultaneously. The rotary energy - based machine guns on top of the mechas fired at full power. At the same time, the energy defense shields quickly turned light red. This meant that in order to cover 2119, these mechas unhesitatingly turned the energy valves to the maximum for attack. They completely gave up their life - saving shields.



"Haha, so damn exciting. Bitches of Gachalin, take the beating."



"Imperial fleas, let me teach you a lesson."



"This missile is for your mother, and this one is for your father."



The Imperial Army was stunned by the sudden intensification of the Federal Army's firepower. The twelve red mechas that rushed out like twelve death - gods jumping out of hell were glowing red all over, waving their deadly sickles, and the missiles pouring out were like a dense meteor shower.



"L9 - 2108, fire at the enemy - dense area in the 1 - o'clock direction!"



"L9 - 2117, move forward!"



"L9 - 2121, move forward!"



"L9 - 2119, keep moving forward! Guys, we're almost there."



"L9 - 2110, move forward!"



"L9 - 2111, damn you 2119, that place is mine."



"L9 - 2106, rush up, don't fall behind those bastards."



"L9 - 2133, move forward."



"L9 - 2129, brothers, let's go."



"L9 - 2101, move forward"



Yuri, who was climbing on the tree, was trembling uncontrollably. Goosebumps instantly covered his skin. Whether this reaction was excitement or fear, Yuri himself didn't know.



All he knew was that he would never forget this scene in front of him. A "Honor 15" mecha with its defense shield reduced to red was crazily approaching the hill. Another two mechas that had given up their defensive energy were desperately intercepting the swarming Imperial mechas. And nine other mechas that had also given up their defensive energy were spraying out over - drawn firepower while moving towards the hill, attracting the enemy's firepower.



"Move forward! Honor 15"



The twelve "Honor 15" land - combat mechas were playing a loud bugle call of charge that reached the sky with their high - pitched gunfire and burning blood.



The sudden counterattack of the "Honor 15" land - combat mechas caught the Imperial Army off guard. Although they had an advantage in numbers, after all, they were all individual mechas. Except for their flexibility, these mechas had no advantage at all when facing medium - sized mechas. One directly - hit missile or two energy - based gunshots could easily destroy a "Holy Armor 22".



Watching one "Holy Armor 22" after another explode into balls of fire under the Federal Army's crazy firepower coverage, the Imperial Army was gradually losing the firepower advantage it had relied on due to its numbers. Now the ratio of the number of mechas on both sides had reached 5:1.



That is to say, there were only about sixty - odd Imperial individual mechas with attack capabilities left. Moreover, after a long - time battle, the five light - type missiles that the "Holy Armor 22" could carry had been almost consumed. The battlefield reserve firepower had dropped to a very dangerous level. Without missiles, relying on two onboard machine guns could only tickle the federal "Honor 15".



The "Honor 15" mechas' fighting - to - the - death style made the Imperial Army tremble with fear. The losses were increasing rapidly. One after another, the panicked Imperial individual mechas were hit. Panic spread uncontrollably in the Imperial Army. Under the firepower coverage of the Federal Army, the Imperial Army soldiers didn't even dare to raise their heads and were all looking for craters or obstacles to hide.



War is a very strange thing.



Maybe your soldiers are very tough, or maybe your tactics are more brilliant, your weapons are more advanced, and you even have all the favorable conditions such as the right time, place, and people. In your opinion, it would be difficult to lose this battle even if you wanted to. But you lose. Because you lose to something that no one can control.



Luck!