Data Wasteland

"Sand, sand, sand..."

The sound of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the sand came from outside, everyone in the room held their breath, and the finger joints holding the gun turned white. The enemy is close at hand, and the atmosphere is extremely tense.

Time became extremely long, as if after a century, the sound of footsteps outside finally disappeared.

The veteran glanced left and right, raised his hand, and was about to make an offensive gesture, when suddenly there was a gunshot outside, which made him shake and his movements froze. Immediately there were gunshots, and the opponent seemed to have encountered other troops.

"Listen to my slogan and prepare to strike!" said the veteran.

"Wait!" The little flathead who was hiding by the window observing the outside with a broken mirror quickly stopped, "There is a sand camel behind!"

"Let me see." The veteran leaned under the window, took the small flat-headed mirror, and observed the outside.

Through the mirror reflection, he saw a wing-shaped mecha not far away, the iron wings shimmering in the sun, and the dark cluster barrels under the wings exuding a violent cold light.

Sand cassowary, lightweight wing-shaped mecha, Longhe Industrial’s fist product, equipped with four large-caliber Vulcan cannons, is extremely fierce and a veritable infantry killer.

"It must be killed first, otherwise we will be beaten into meat sauce in just three seconds." Xiaopingtou said.

The veteran nodded, "Take out the grenade."

According to what the veteran said, everyone took off the grenades from their armed belts and shook their hands.

"Wait for it to fire."

A few seconds later, there was a scream of "whooping" outside, which was the sound of air currents when the Vulcan Cannon was rotating at high speed, followed by the roar of gunfire.

"It's now!"

At the same time, everyone pulled off the buckle, leaned out of the bunker together, and threw the grenade at the sand camel more than ten meters away.

Five grenades arced in the air, bounced on the ground a few times, and rolled to the feet of the mechanical legs.

"Boom boom boom!"

The grenade exploded one after another, and one of the mechanical legs of the sand camel was broken, and its body was tilted and fell to the ground. The Vulcan Cannon still turned, shooting a shuttle bullet into the sky.

"hit!"

Throwing out the grenade, the five men raised their guns at the same time and fired at the silver-claw soldier who was facing away from them.

The bullet leaned out, knocking the unprepared silver-claw soldier to the ground.

"There is someone behind!" "Fighter!"

As soon as the words fell, two silhouettes of the Silver Claw Soldier rushed out, covered in blue light, and pounced from them.

"Don't let them get close!"

The veteran yelled, everyone focused their firepower, and the bullet hit one of the fighters. Large patches of star sand emerged from his body, his pace was blocked, and his speed slowed down a bit.

Another combat soldier rushed quickly, and arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

"My Lord will meet you!" The combat soldier among the five expeditionary soldiers spit out sputum, dropped the assault rifle, and rushed towards the opponent. The two instantly scrambled together, rolling on the ground, daggers in their hands constantly piercing each other.

"Don't worry about them, concentrate on destroying the shooter!" The veteran roared and fired continuously at the enemy shooter who was facing away from them. These people have no armor or psionic armor, which can be solved with a few bullets.

"They are surrounded, hit me fiercely!" Seeing friendly forces appearing in the rear, the expeditionary soldiers in front rushed out of the bunker and fired violently at the enemy.

The silver-claw soldiers are at a great disadvantage because they have no bunkers, but they are not ordinary soldiers. They are the elite of the silver-claw. They are well-trained and well-equipped. Coming in, counterattacked the defenders.

"Fight with them!" "Wow!"

People were falling down constantly, and both sides were blushing. The two silver claw Art6s were fully powered and rushed towards the building with firepower. The bullet grazed the steel armor, creating bright sparks.

When they rushed to the building occupied by the expeditionary force, they turned their guns and were about to fire in. An enemy Art6 shot out at the corner of the street, and the two sides were less than three meters apart.

The muzzle of the black hole is facing them. The two drivers were shocked, and at the same time pushed the control lever to the limit, avoiding to the sides.

"boom!"

The artillery exploded in the first place, directly hitting the opposing mecha, blasting a big hole in the cockpit. The driver inside was blown into pieces of meat on the spot, then the fuel tank burst and the artillery shells exploded.

Due to the close distance, the high-temperature flame instantly engulfed three mechas. The mech loaded with shells and fuel is itself a mobile bomb. Under the high temperature, the fuel tank and ammunition were detonated, and the two mechas caused a larger explosion, and several buildings that were affected nearby collapsed.

The three mechas all died together, and the defenders inside were buried by concrete blocks, which was unspeakably tragic.

"Kill!" "Die, die all!"

Finally, after more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, the expeditionary army wiped out the three squads of Silver Claw, including 33 ordinary shooters, three combat soldiers, two Art6s and one sand camel.

Although the expeditionary army occupies a geographical advantage, it also paid a dozen lives and an Art6.

Looking at the vast battlefield, Xiaopingtou lit a cigarette, took a puff, and put it into the mouth of the veteran beside him.

The veteran next to him leaned on his shoulder, as if he was asleep, but the blood hole in the helmet was flowing red and white.

The surroundings were quiet, as if there was only the lingering smell of blood.

I don't know how long it took, and new mechas and soldiers appeared at the far corner of the street, the number of which was desperate.

Xiaoping wiped the black dust off his face, let out a sigh of relief, and said to the veteran, "Brother, we are going home."

Cruel battles take place in every part of the battlefield. Both the offensive and the defensive are fighting **** battles, using their lives to shake the front.

When night fell, most of the expeditionary army lost their former companions. Over sixty-five hours of continuous combat, the psychological load on the soldiers has reached its limit. Huge despair engulfed the army, and there were people who went crazy and yelled hysterically before being executed by the military police.

"Stay for another six hours, just six hours..."

Viscount Ramon stared blankly at the beating numbers on the black watch. He had never felt that time was so long, as if every second went through half a century.

In the silent darkness, a cloud of black mist emerged from the ground, turning into an assassin holding a sharp knife.

They brought more despair and madness to this desperate night. By daybreak, the defenders of Cupronickel Town were less than one-fifth of what they had when they first came.

News of the retreat finally came from the town of Wildcat next door. The soldiers refreshed, quickly packed their things, and then left from the rear.

However, not everyone received the order to retreat, and there were some wounded soldiers who could not be evacuated and the soldiers who were left behind. The soldiers of the Red Dragon could not retreat without fighting and surrender their positions.

The wounded soldiers were assigned a blasting grenade, and the soldiers in charge of the break had only a small amount of ammunition.

"Your names will be remembered in the glory of the Red Dragon, and enjoy the eternal respect and look up."

As the commander of the left army, Viscount Ramon personally went to the front to meet these soldiers who were going to die for the country. The red country is still martial, and it is the lifelong dream of many people to die on the battlefield. Although there are regrets and reluctances, as long as they die well, this life is worth it.

After the troops of the left army withdrew from the towns of Wildcat and Cupronickel, they moved in the direction of Dada town.

On the way, Viscount Ramon suddenly ordered a diversion and moved to the station of the Red Dragon Second Army in the northwest.

"Legion commander, you are..." Baron Prade brought several barons of the town on the edge of the Northern Wilderness to Viscount Ramon, and expressed doubts and perplexity about the diversion.

"We have paid a sufficient price, it is time to withdraw from the battlefield." Viscount Ramon said calmly.

"Is this an order from the acting commander?" Baron Prader asked.

Viscount Ramon was silent for a while, and confessed, "No."

Baron Prader and several barons on the fringe of the Northern Wilderness changed their expressions at the same time.

"No, it's not a deserter." Viscount Ramon denied, "We just retreat normally." He glanced at the barons, slowed down his voice, and said meaningfully, "I accepted the order of the princess."

"Princess? Are you referring to His Royal Highness Lacey Maris?" asked a baron in the town on the edge of the Northern Wilderness.

"Exactly!" Viscount Ramon said while touching his goatee.

Hearing that it was the princess's order, the barons couldn't help but smile. The thighs of the eldest princess are much thicker than those of Chen Xing.

"She really asked us to retreat?" "That's right, as long as we arrive at the station of the Second Army, she will immediately issue an order to us and send it to the military department to complete the formalities."

"In this way, we are members of the Second Army?" "That's right!"

Everyone chatted fiercely, but Baron Prader's face became colder and colder, and he reminded him, "Don't forget, we are still a member of the expeditionary army."

"Don't forget, you are a citizen of the Red Dragon, a vassal of the royal family of Maris!" Viscount Ramon raised his voice.

"I swear, this is the dirtiest betrayal I have ever seen!" Baron Prader said with a violent anger. Although they belong to the same country, he is no less loyal to the royal family of Maris than the other, but here is the army. The military has military regulations and state laws, and the nature of betrayal will not change because of any position.

As a noble nobleman, he could not accept such a betrayal.

Viscount Ramon knew that he was wrong, put away a strong attitude, and said earnestly, "Why don't I want to abide by the loyalty of a soldier like you."

"However, our supreme commander has not appeared for many days."

"The command of the acting commander makes people feel puzzled. He can't keep it, and he still refuses to give up."

"I have lost four-fifths of my subordinates, and I don't want to lose more." Viscount Ramon said with grief, "especially at this time, unclearly persevering, unclearly buried..."

"Viscount Ramon, I can feel your grief firsthand. In the last battle, I lost a son. In today's battle, I also lost many old friends..." Speaking of which, Prade The baron shed tears, and the other barons of the town on the edge of the Northern Wilderness were touched by the scene and wiped their eyes.

"and so……"

"No, this is just what a soldier should do!"

Viscount Ramon wanted to interrupt, but was interrupted by Baron Prader with a higher volume.

"From the moment we joined the army, we gave our life and glory to our supreme commander. Unless the Red Dragon Grand Duke declares the expeditionary army a rebel, any infidelity to the expeditionary army is an act of betrayal!"

"Viscount Ramon, if you insist on fleeing, you will lose the glory of an aristocratic soldier." Baron Prade announced.

"Baron Prader, the object of your loyalty, is it the royal family of Maris or an outsider!" Viscount Ramon asked loudly.

"It's a promise, Viscount Ramon, a promise." Baron Prade said, "My ancestors and I promised loyalty to the royal family of Maris. At the same time, I also promised loyalty to the expeditionary army. If the promise fails, loyalty. It will not be established either."

After hearing the words of Baron Prader, several fringe town barons gave expressions of approval. They are all old-school aristocrats and abide by the ancient aristocratic traditions. Fleeing on the battlefield will be a stain they will not be able to face in their entire lives.

In the face of these stubborn old-school nobles, Viscount Ramon was a little frustrated, "I don’t have time to argue with you, Baron Prader. If you insist on staying, I respect your decision, because it is your personal choice, but also Please respect my decision." He waved his hand vigorously and issued a eviction order, "Now you can go!"

The meeting broke up unhappily, and Baron Prade took a few fringe town barons who supported him, and some left army soldiers who were unwilling to follow the retreat after learning the truth, and parted ways with Viscount Ramon.

When they arrived in Dada Town, the Zuo Army had less than two thousand people left.

"You only have these people left?"

Ye Yang Bailiu personally greeted Baron Prader's team. When I saw the sparsely staffed team, it was a little unbelievable. Although she knew that the fighting was fierce, the Zuo Army originally had more than 30,000 people, no matter how tragic it was, it was impossible to have only this few people left. After all, it was a normal retreat, not being surrounded and wiped out.

"My lord, we..." Baron Prade told the fact that Viscount Ramon had fled.

Ye Yang Bailiu listened quietly, his expression was flat, neither angry nor disappointed. On the contrary, he still understood a bit, "I don't think this is betrayal..."

"Viscount Ramon has completed his mission and stood by my orders for a whole day."

"For this, as the acting commander of the expeditionary army, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to Viscount Ramon and his men for the sacrifices they made."

"And you, Baron Prader." Ye Yang Bailiu looked at the old man, with a gentle expression in his eyes, "Your noble quality is like a light in the dark night, thank you for your perseverance."

After speaking, she nodded slightly to express her gratitude.

For some reason, the moment when the dignified and beautiful priest showed tenderness, Baron Prader felt his blood surge. This was not the young guy's reaction when he saw the pretty girl, but the knight's excitement when he saw the king.

"My lord, you are too acclaimed, I just abide by the creed of an aristocrat, nothing more." Baron Prader said humbly.

"Baron Prader, I declare in the name of acting commander..." Ye Yang Bailiu's voice restored the cold and solemnity of the superior, "From today, you are the commander of the left army of the expeditionary army!"

Baron Prader froze for a moment, then knelt down on one knee, "Yes!"

If it is in normal times, he will definitely decline. With his strength and status, he couldn't be the commander of the army at all. But now, any dodge is a lack of responsibility.

The more difficult the moment, the more he has to come forward, this is the true glory of the nobility.

Perhaps Chen Xing still didn't know that the two thousand gold coins he gave away were rewarded a hundred times.