Chapter 372: Angels Will Fight Back
“Dear viewers, according to the latest news we have received so far, the orbital attack ship from the Federation is entering the attack orbit and is preparing to attack the refugee camp on the Para 4. "Launch tactical thermobaric bombs"
In the live broadcast room of 'Eye of Truth', the cat lady anchor still broadcasts the battle situation on Pyla 4 with an emotional voice.
This unprecedented form of battlefield live broadcast has brought the number of real-time viewers in the 'Eye of Reality' live broadcast room to a level that no one has ever reached.
Although not everyone has purchased the viewing service in the live broadcast room, the owners of many restaurants and bars in economically underdeveloped areas will purchase the viewing service in order to attract customers, and then put it on the big screen.
And ‘Real Eye’ does not restrict terminal or screen placement like some other paid programs. After all, for Atlas, the most important thing about this live broadcast is to build corporate visibility.
The more people watching, the better. The paid viewing service is just to gain some extra profits in the process.
In this way, the owners of these restaurants and bars were very happy to see the attendance rate that was far higher than usual, and Atlas also received free promotion.
A win-win situation is a win-win situation.
In a cheap bar located on an industrial planet within the Federation, workers who were off work gathered here in twos and threes.
Although the cheap drinks taste a little rough, they can provide them with the alcohol they need at a price that is acceptable to these workers, as well as a place to chat and relax with their coworkers, and at the same time, sneeze at the indifferent assembly line leader.
Today, the indifferent assembly line leader rarely became the target of criticism, because everyone gathered in front of the big screen in the tavern to watch the live broadcast of the 'Eye of Truth'.
Although the tavern owners and proprietresses are also very concerned about the live content, they do not bother to watch the big screen. Instead, they constantly shuttle among the crowd, delivering cups of crude beer or snacks to the workers. in their hands.
While the workers were constantly washing away their fatigue with cold beer, they also did not forget to comment critically on the content on the big screen.
Perhaps apart from using personal terminals to vote in the presidential election, now is the time when workers at the bottom are most concerned about current political news.
"The Federation really used thermobaric bombs to attack refugees?"
"I'm sorry, the federal army can't even defeat the army of a private enterprise. Where did the taxes we paid go?"< br>
"Indeed, it is really embarrassing to be beaten like this, but I have to say that this Atlas Group is indeed quite powerful."
"I also admire them very much, as a company He actually challenged the federation, and I don’t know how it will end?”
“By the way, the anchor of this live broadcast room is really good-looking. I didn’t expect that the Roma girls have a special flavor. ”
The workers in the tavern were chatting with each other, and many people had a "just having fun" attitude towards the Federation's failure. They were all curious about how far this private enterprise called Atlas would push the Federation.
“We have just obtained a set of live footage shot by the fleet. In order to prevent the federal navy from planning to use tactical thermobaric bombs to attack the refugee camps, the top leader of the Atlas Group has personally launched an attack. Now you can see What we have arrived is the HCP specially developed for space warfare, which is newly developed by our group.”
As the cat lady anchor explained, the picture on the big screen turned into a video that was shot from a distance and then enlarged.
I saw a specially marked spot of light, moving through the federal orbital attack fleet in various bizarre trajectories, and the federal orbital attack fleet under attack was emitting several bursts of fire from time to time.
“Huh? The boss comes in person? Is this company so brave?”
"I don't believe it, this must be a show"
"But with the style of their company, it is really possible, and I heard that the boss of this company is a powerful psychic?"
"Psychic Those who are capable? That’s okay. I’m not surprised by what these lunatics do.” There is material for late dreams.”
"Come on, I have to work overtime tonight."
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Captain Baninger, who was at the center of this conflict, felt very complicated at this time.
After discovering that the command cabin vehicle in the target convoy was a false target, the veteran knew that he and Hogg might have made a wrong bet. After receiving news from the Fifth Medium-sized Combined Battalion that a command shelter vehicle disguised as a cooking vehicle and several escort vehicles escaped from the rear of the convoy, the veteran let out a deep sigh.
"Sure enough, I still take it too much for granted."
Baninger thought with great regret, and at the same time took out a box of new penetration rods from the storage box mounted on the power armor leg armor, and then installed it to the orbital temperature On the electromagnetic machine gun that is close to the threshold.
As for his life that should have been lost to Robert No. 4, Baninger has always felt that the extra time he has to live every day is God's mercy to him.
So in every battle after leaving Robert IV, Baninger held the determination of "death or life", which is why he often behaved calmly during these battles. Although he is light, he is always the one at the front of the team.
His regret at the moment was more because he led his men and the Fifth Medium Combined Battalion into the enemy's counter-ambush, and many people would stay here forever because of this.
"Captain, the enemy's firepower is getting stronger and stronger, and their heavy armor is also coming up. The brothers can't resist it anymore!"
The voice of a member of the teaching team came from the communication channel, Baninger recognized it immediately. It was Memphis who came out of the Robert IV just like him.
"Don't resist forcefully. After installing the explosives, take turns to cover and retreat to the position of the 5th Medium Combined Battalion!"
"Got it!"
Look ahead As the federal troops were approaching this hiding place, Baninger activated the miniature plasma missile launcher mounted behind his right shoulder.
A row of targets locked by the power armor fire control unit were quickly marked on the HUD. A certain interval ensured that the high-temperature plasma fireball generated by the plasma missile could cover enough areas.
The next moment, the miniature plasma missile soared into the sky, and after hitting the locked target, it formed a spectacular 'wall of fire'.
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"The orbital assault ship has been intercepted? Atlas has sent battleships. If they divide their forces, wouldn't now be an excellent time to attack?"
Hiding in the camouflaged command cabin, Van Fleet's expression immediately turned ugly when he heard that his own orbital attack had been interfered with, and he was stunned on the spot when he heard the next answer.
"What? It's just an HCP, are you kidding me?"
But unfortunately, the fleet correspondent on the other end of the communication channel could not hear any joke in his voice, and he had already begun to chase Art. The Lars Fleet and others have no intention of joking at this time.
After ending the communication, Van Fleet was silent for a long time. The obstruction of the orbital attack was not good news for him, which meant that he had to rely on the strength of his hands to bite Atlas' turtle shell'.
But now, he has more important things.
That is to deal with the force in front of him that intends to behead his headquarters.
Although the Federation soldiers had been mocking these guys, who were privately called 'Battlefield Angels' by the refugees from the Empire, they believed that their uniform white paint was just for show.
But after the real fight, both Van Fleet and the federal front-line soldiers recognized the fact that these 'angels' would also fight back.
And it hurts.
Especially the team in front of them, all equipped with heavy power armor. Although they were small in number, they suppressed the federal troops for an extremely long time.
The scene where one of them was holding a plasma halberd and smashing a vehicle of mechanized infantry into several pieces caused a psychological shadow to many people on the spot.
However, Van Fleet believes that as long as this team can be wiped out, it will definitely be a heavy blow to Atlas, which does not have many ground troops.
And the ambush he set up in advance to counter the possible 'decapitation operation' would and did play an important role.
"The opponent only has one battalion, let the troops attack quickly and eat them!"
(End of this chapter)