Chapter 1682 The People’s Goddess
Andro Motta watched in stunned silence as the girl jumped out of the trench, swinging her limbs in a slightly exaggerated manner, and quickly flew towards the Imperial Army's defense line.
Everyone felt that the powered mecha charging towards the enemy should move forward like a strutting rhinoceros. However, Xia Li's current mecha is like a monkey with its butt on fire.
Of course he knew that the exaggerated movements were not because Miss Charlie had drunk too much, but because she had little experience in operating power armor. She suddenly opened the forward valve to the maximum, and she didn't know how to adjust the balance for a while.
This is not very scientific! Doesn't she claim to be a veteran ranger who has traveled half of the world? In the process of walking in the universe, you will definitely come into contact with various emergencies. Even if you are a psyker, you will inevitably have to use various machines to deal with accidents. It is impossible that you have not even played with mechas, right?
To put it bluntly, these days, any ranger or freelance mercenary who dares to shoot guns all over the universe to find a job can at least be regarded as a semi-professional mechanic and power armor driver, and psykers are no exception.
Speaking of which, Miss Charlie's identity is indeed a bit mysterious. In addition to possessing special skills, in many aspects she really looks like a pampered noble lady.
...However, the scene of an eldest lady wearing a thin dress, calmly walking on the frozen soil strewn with corpses, was quite shocking to the Tirello nobles who were full of martial virtue.
In short, she is by no means an ordinary ranger.
What interrupted Mota's random thoughts was a sudden violent roar. The blazing fire, accompanied by a more violent and extremely lethal shock wave, bloomed on the frozen permafrost. Dirty mud spots and snowflakes splashed everywhere, setting off a deadly storm barrier, completely covering the girl's mecha.
However, before the rebel soldiers who witnessed this scene could even shout, the girl's blue mecha jumped out of the smoke again.
Even though she was almost covered by enemy fire just now, the girl was not prepared to retreat at all.
She continued to move forward bravely, and the mechas covered in flames had already crossed the charred wilderness. The figure that was constantly advancing, its movements were still exaggerated, and its steps were also bouncy and jumpy. It still looked like a monkey that had eaten too much fermented sour fruit.
However, that was definitely not a monkey whose butt was on fire. It was clearly Monkey Ma who always dared to carry a stick and shake things up.
Classmate Mota, who had always considered himself a veteran, suddenly became enthusiastic. He has lost most of his thinking ability, but he just feels that the eldest lady of a dignified noble family has rushed away. Do I still want to stay here?
He made a strange cry, and jumped out of the trench with the Vulcan cannon and warhammer he had modified by himself.
At this moment, he also heard an evil roar: "Oh, the little lady is already fucked, do you guys still want to watch? Are there no eggs?"
That was one of the eight psykers hired by the rebels, an experienced old Wookiee mercenary. We all know that experienced professionals often have a greasy side. As a mercenary, they must present themselves as low-carbon, energy-saving, cautious, and always have to pay for everything.
But now, the sight of the experienced real old mercenary and the young "veteran" Mota made him excited.
The psykers wearing special mechas also jumped out of the trenches one after another, and even passed by Mota, making the men brave.
Of course, being passionate and fearless is one of the prerequisites for victory, but if you only have these qualities, you will definitely lead yourself into a ditch, right?
In short, when the girl, the big black fat man and so on rushed out of the trench one after another, the veteran Franmore, who was wearing a power skeleton and hanging an armor plate humidifier and insulator, led the assault team out of the trench and rushed towards A crater in the distance.
In more fronts, the large-scale rebel soldiers also shouted and started charging from all directions with a variety of weapons. Most of the rebel soldiers were slaves a month ago, and they only had blood and courage in their hearts. They will not consider that their role is only to assist and divert the enemy's attention, they only want to take revenge on the empire.
Under their cover, the assault group had successfully occupied a crater and mounted the cannon as close as possible to the enemy's direction.
Facts have proved that the Imperial Army who have not experienced the torture of "Defensive Almighty Theory" is inferior! Their already exposed firepower points were quickly knocked out by the rebels using surgical techniques.
Immediately afterwards, more firepower groups accompanied the main attacking army and began to advance towards the core of the empire's defense zone. Of course, their attack was very methodical. It seemed that they saw the enemy's slack in firepower, shouted loudly, and quickly rushed to the line of fire.
They waved their crude gravity slingshots and threw out the dangerously bright crystals one by one.
It was an indigenous crystal bomb from a certain God of War festival, and it has now been called "General Yu's Lao Baigan" by various rebels in the empire.
These dangerous explosives come from small workshops in the mountains and rocks. The disadvantage is that they are extremely unstable in production and transportation and are dangerous to you. The advantage is that they are high quality and cheap and easy to use.
The three-meter-high iron fence in front suddenly collapsed. The charge route of the rebel soldiers has been cleared all the way.
"Look, the empire's defense methods are terrible!" Mota, who was charging, thought so. He even opened the city map of Dantie City within the terminal's field of vision and began to determine the target that he must capture as soon as possible.
However, at this time, the empire's elite stormtroopers, already wearing mechas, appeared from behind their towers and fortresses and came directly to meet them.
Mota even saw an extremely dazzling red flash of light emerging from the Imperial Army's line on the opposite side. He guessed that it should be a high-power blaster machine gun used for fire suppression. If it were on a ship, this weapon could seal an entire hatch, preventing thousands of stormtroopers from advancing or retreating. But I don’t know what the effect will be on the ground.
Sure enough, the firepower that could be used on the ship was very vicious, and several rebel soldiers were hit. Their exoskeletons were destroyed, their armor plates were torn, their bodies were penetrated, and they fell to the ground unable to move.
There is no way, most of the rebel soldiers are just slave soldiers of the uprising, and there are not many elite armed forces. If you can use a labor exoskeleton and attach the outer panels of a very fast vehicle as armor, it can already be regarded as the equipment of an elite soldier.
In fact, even the reinforcements sent by the Free Army of Franmore were no more than that.
One can imagine the protective power of this kind of equipment.
Motta even saw with his own eyes that the side armor of a Flemish officer was easily torn apart by the peripheral shock wave caused by the explosion. His body staggered forward a few steps, but fell down, lying with several Razakais, and never moved again.
He knew that sergeant. Although to most humans, the Flanmores actually looked similar, he did recognize them. He is a member of the Franmore Liberation Organization, a young but well-trained artilleryman. He has no parents, only three young siblings. The reason why he joined the rebels was not because he really had any hatred against the empire, but because the rebels killed the local bonded officer and gave him a fishing ground in a shallow sea.
But even so, he studied very seriously and took the initiative to join this reinforcement operation.
Motta was unable to save him. Now, even he himself was pressed behind an abandoned turret by the dense volley of guns from the Imperial Stormtroopers, and could hardly raise his head.
He knew very well that although the mecha on his body was stronger than the exoskeleton and vehicle mounting plate, it was still very limited. As a "veteran", he is very smart and knows when to be brave and when to be patient.
In fact, not only him, but also the psychic heroes all found a place to take cover. They are true veterans, and they know very well that even if they are psykers, if they are not saints, they can't even think about using their bodies to resist bullets. There are many psychics who have died in cold shots in history, but essentially they all died because of their own wanderings...
Well, even if you are a saint, don’t waste your time. The number of saints killed by fortress guns and naval guns was not a small number.
Therefore, when the cover shrinks, it still needs to shrink. This is a natural principle.
However, most of the rebel soldiers had neither good equipment nor skills and tactics. They were shot in pieces by Imperial soldiers with volley fire. Immediately afterwards, the stormtroopers who were armed to the teeth showed their molten battle axes and chain swords, and rushed over fiercely with heavy steps like a rhinoceros charging.
If nothing else goes wrong, this charge will be enough for them to completely defeat an enemy dozens of times their size. In the past years, the battle to suppress the rebels has always been like this, without exception.
And this time, if the person at the forefront of the rebel army was not an experienced "psyker", it would be the same, right?
In fact, at this time, Xia Li's mecha had already suffered several wounds. However, no matter whether it was a bullet or a blaster beam, after penetrating the armor, it could not penetrate even half an inch of her "skin".
The girl didn't even feel any pain or itch. She realized that the rebel soldiers around her had been defeated, and then she realized that she should still show a little anger.
So, she raised her hand, and a green light far brighter than the explosive beam bomb bloomed, and then it seemed to have condensed into a solid body, and like the sharpest long whip, it swept in fiercely. among the crowd of Imperial Stormtroopers.
Everywhere he went, there were cries of ghosts and howls of wolves, and a bloody storm.
Many rebel soldiers who were still charging saw at least three Imperial soldiers wearing mechas being torn apart by green light. Their mechas and bodies were torn apart like cut-off dolls. The smell of blood was accompanied by the smell of frozen soil. , mixed into a wonderful taste that even burning air cannot cover up.
Of course, the damage she caused was far more than that.
Behind the Imperial Stormtroopers, the explosions of flames bloomed one by one, clearly being pieces of heavy equipment that were lit and detonated.
The formation of the Imperial Stormtroopers, who were armed to the teeth, naturally showed signs of collapse. But the morale of the rebel soldiers, who should have been crumbling, suddenly rose sharply.
Of course, the one whose morale increased even more was the psyker mercenary wearing a native mecha. They probably all think that everyone is a psychic and a mercenary who makes money, but there is still a sense of loyalty in the street. Get as much as you do.
If the limelight is stolen by that little girl, you won't be eligible to close the final payment in the future, right?
As a result, the psykers screamed strangely and used various methods to rush into the imperial army's lines, like a red sharp knife piercing butter, and they were invincible everywhere.
Well, on such a battlefield with little technical content, the effect that a top psyker can bring is so immediate.
At this time, Xia Li was already continuing to charge forward. At this time, her helmet was knocked off, revealing her still flawless face, and the firelight seemed to have smeared the girl's profile with blazing divinity.
"The goddess of Danhur! The goddess of the people!" The rebel soldiers who witnessed all this shouted and cheered.
(End of chapter)