Mecha and Knife

When Ji Xinghe restored all the damaged Zhanshan-type mechas of the Independent Regiment to their original state, the space battleship Ping An, which had just left the Western Theater for a long time, brought all the recruits of the Independent Regiment and a hundred Zhanshan-type mechas back To the Western theater.

There are also a large number of supplies needed in the western theater, which were also transported from the No. 5 base by the Ping An.

Of course, when the Ping An left the Western Theater, it also took a lot of supplies from the Western Theater.

For example, those mechas that could not be repaired or transformed in the western theater can be effectively recycled and reused in the No. 5 base with a more complete machine repair area.

This is not a deal between Base No. 5 and the Western Theater, but a unified allocation and management of resources, and it has nothing to do with Ji Xinghe.

The Ping An, which belongs to the independent regiment, is also very enthusiastic about carrying out this kind of mission. Among other things, the Federation always arranges for the energy supplies needed for a flight, right?

There are more or less leftovers.

"I'm still short of money."

When Liu Mian was handing over to Xie Rui, he couldn't help sighing when he saw the spare materials used to repair the Zhanshan Mecha.

The gains of Ji Xinghe, Qin Tong and others were all exchanged with 40% of the recycling value for the resources needed to repair Zhanshan, but the cost of Zhanshan is too expensive, and maintenance is more expensive than manufacturing.

Some are like the cars on the Azure Star. The money to buy all the parts through formal channels alone is enough to buy two to three complete cars.

The resources used by Ji Xinghe to repair the sixteen Zhan Shan basically consumed all his personal gains. And Qin Tong and other nine trump cards who chose the same privilege, the combined defeat is not as good as Ji Xinghe alone, so if only this account is counted, the independent group is actually at a loss.

But some accounts are really unaccountable. The Federation's tolerance for the independent regiment is already very high. In such an era, how could it be possible for Ji Xinghe to have a super independent regiment as a private soldier?

"There is a shortage of money now, but life will get better and better."

Xie Rui smiled and said: "Hasn't Jiang Yun and the others already been promoted to ace? Let them apply for the same privileges as Lao Ji and the others, and they will be able to earn more money, and there will be fewer mechas that will be damaged." , This is to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.”

A total of more than a thousand independent regiments of imperial mechas have been defeated, and a new ace mecha fighter was born without any accidents.

Jiang Yun, Chu Feng and other members of the second and third batches of Xinghe Squad have all been promoted to ace fighters.

Not counting Ji Xinghe, the independent group already has nineteen aces, and the configuration is not without luxury.

If no one in the Xinghe team had sacrificed in the battle of Vulture Mountain, the current independent group should have twenty-five ace mecha fighters, even if Ji Xinghe was not counted, to realize the ambition that was once considered impossible by many people—all members trump card.

"It's true that there are a few more, but these recruits..."

Liu Mian looked at the recruits of the independent regiment who had completed the registration and were heading to the defense line of the No. 1840 outpost, with helpless eyes and tone.

Xie Rui understood why Liu Mian was like this, and he was helpless.

"One hundred and thirty-nine people. When we leave the western theater, I don't know how many of them will go back with us."

"They will all go back with us." Liu Mian's tone suddenly became firm: "They will all go back to Azure Star with Lao Ji."

Xie Rui really wanted to correct Liu Mian's words, isn't this calling people to sacrifice? But after all, he didn't have the courage to correct it, because on this alien battlefield, everyone may sacrifice, but not everyone has the opportunity to go home.

If it weren't for Ji Xinghe's persistence and "willfulness", many people would never be able to go home.

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Outpost 1840.

"It wasn't mech fighters before, use neural link technology to drive mechs, but don't let them directly participate in the battle."

After giving the order, Ji Xinghe explained: "There is a very obvious difference in the maneuvers that the two driving technologies can achieve. If the empire discovers this in advance, we will lose a good opportunity."

After the independent regiment was officially expanded and recruited on a large scale at the No. 5 base, the official establishment still only had 19 people, not counting Ji Xinghe, that is, those from the original Xinghe team.

There are a total of 223 people in the informal establishment. The first batch of people who followed Ji Xinghe to the western theater were all mech fighters before. Among the 139 people who arrived in the second batch, forty-seven were not mech fighters before.

Based on the neural link technology, they have the ability to drive mechas. After nearly twenty days of training, their ability to manipulate mechas is no different from most federal first-class mecha fighters.

But it's just that the level of operation is almost the same, and the combat experience is not a little bit different from that of a first-level mech fighter.

However, this is enough to prove the power of the new technology. The simpler operation allows people who are not mecha warriors to have such operational capabilities, let alone those who are originally mecha warriors?

"Then there are only 190 Zhanshan-type mechas that we can participate in the battle, and there are ten more, which can allow them to perform the defensive task of guarding 1840."

Qin Tong supplemented Ji Xinghe's order.

A total of 104 mechas from the independent regiment arrived in the first batch, of which 100 were Zhanshan. Although 16 of them were broken and damaged, all of them have been repaired now.

The 139 people who arrived in the second batch, according to Ji Xinghe's order, only 92 people can drive the Zhanshan mecha that arrived with them to participate in the battle, and two of them need to be defeated before taking over. Repaired armor.

So only counting the Zhanshan mecha, there are only 190 independent regiments that can participate in the battle, including Ji Xinghe.

Although his new general armor was built a day and a half earlier due to Shen Mu's overtime and was transported by the Ping An, he is not ready to use it yet.

Counting the ace mechas of Qin and Tong, the Independence Regiment has 194 combat mechas at this stage.

"You discuss the personnel arrangement of each team." Ji Xinghe acted as the shopkeeper.

"Okay." Qin Tong responded and asked again: "Then when will we be able to use new technology to drive mechs?"

This issue is a concern of everyone. Only with the use of new technology can the independent group become stronger.

If the new technology had been used from the beginning, those two recruits would not have died, and in the most difficult battle, none of the sixteen mechas would have been destroyed or damaged.

But no one questioned Ji Xinghe's choice, because it was a small gain.

"I think it should be time to break through their third line of defense." Ji Xinghe said softly: "At that time, they should go all out to destroy us."

Qin Tong and others agreed to speak out.

"I think so too."

"According to our performance in the last battle, they will send at least 1,500 mechas to besiege our independent regiment, and they are definitely no longer just a large number of regular-level mechas. Those earl-level mechas and marquis-level mechas should be able to Join the battle."

"I don't even like the earl now, I want to be the marquis." Su Chuanyun is now full of confidence. He was judged by Ji Xinghe before that after driving the mountain-cutting mecha, he only has the ability to fight the Marquis of the Empire. The negative is 50-50.

But with new driving skills, he felt that he could beat the Marquis of the Empire.

"Marquis?" The left hand asked curiously: "Is the goal of your great general so small now? You used to clamor to become the Duke of the Empire, but now you are stronger, why are you still not confident?"

"You know what a fart." Su Chuanyun replied: "If you don't bring recruits, just the original team of our Xinghe team, you see if I dare to be the Duke of the Empire."

The captains of Xinghe team all laughed, Su Chuanyun has really grown up.

"If there is a Duke of the Empire participating in the battle..." The blind man hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Old Ji, if you need our help, you must say so, don't take risks."

If the empire wants to annihilate the independent regiment as its operational goal, it must send more than one duke-level mecha. Considering Ji Xinghe's performance in the battle of Vulture Mountain, it is possible for the empire to use six Dukes to besiege any one of Ji Xinghe.

At that time, although Ji Xinghe's risky choice was successful, the battlefield was extremely complicated and cannot be generalized.

The cripple also said: "Last time we could only use our lives to help you, but now the four of us have ace mechas, and we can fight the Duke of the Empire. We can really help you."

Qin Tong and Harris also nodded.

If the four of them use new technology, they will have the strength to fight the Duke of the Empire.

But in terms of combat arrangements, they don't need to face the empire's duke-level mechs. After all, the independent regiment must have fewer enemies and more enemies. Without their help, the independent regiment is likely to be completely wiped out.

"I know it."

Ji Xinghe did not express his position on this, but continued to hold a combat meeting. There were many issues that needed to be discussed and arranged, and he had to coordinate with the Western Theater Command.

Chen Xun and Liu Mian are mainly responsible for coordinating operations. When it is really necessary, Chen Xun still needs to participate in the battle.

When the meeting was over, the support of the independent regiment who had just arrived in the western theater today rushed to outpost 1840.

After a little integration, it was already dark.

Not surprisingly, the battle started again, but this time, it was not the empire's attack on the defense line of outpost 1840, but the independent regiment with reinforcements, with the fire support of the western theater, launched an initiative against the empire's defense line attack.

And this active attack also started a full-scale counter-offensive in the western theater.

From the fourth night when Ji Xinghe brought his independent regiment to the western theater, the western theater no longer chose to defend, whether it was day or night.

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Biu.

There was a slight gunshot, like a pistol with a silencer added.

But in fact, not only is this gun not equipped with a silencer, it is also a big sniper that is not suitable for using a silencer.

It was just because of the environment of the alien planet that the sound of the gunfire was very weak, and there were no fireworks at the muzzle of the gun.

In the dark, the optical sight on the sniper rifle did not reflect any light.

This made Chen Xun, who shot, not need to change places with one shot.

Wearing the individual exoskeleton armor, he was lying on a high slope in a canyon at this time, and the height difference from the ground inside the canyon was as much as 1.5 kilometers.

This height alone is enough to make 99% of the professional snipers in the Federation lose their combat capabilities, not to mention that he is now more than two kilometers away from the battlefield of the 1840th line of defense?

But with an expressionless face, he has been fighting here alone for an hour.

In the optical sight, there was another target with a straight-line distance of three kilometers between him and him. It was an orangutan soldier who was using an anti-mech heavy machine gun to frantically shoot at the independent regiment.

Aim, pull the trigger.

In the alien environment, the bullet with a speed exceeding Mach 3 successfully hit the orangutan soldier's head in only three seconds.

When it burst like a watermelon, time seemed to be speeded up suddenly, and those blood stains and brains had already frozen into ice crystals in an instant.

When the sky is bright again, the temperature in the Battle Scar Canyon rises above zero, and the water in these ice crystals will all evaporate, turning into a disgusting powder.

"Four hundred and thirty-five."

While Chen Xun was counting silently in his heart, the sniper rifle he set up didn't seem to move, but the picture in the scope was quite different from just now.

The difference is a thousand miles away. When the distance exceeds three kilometers and it is on a complicated battlefield, the difficulty of sniping can be said to have reached the limit of human beings.

But as one of the top snipers in the federation, Chen Xun has plenty of confidence.

Take aim and pull the trigger again.

This time, he didn't even look at the scene of his target being hit, but directly moved the muzzle of the gun slightly, aiming at a new target.

When he pulled the trigger, his last target, an orangutan carrying a portable individual anti-mecha missile launcher and trying to aim at a mecha in the independent regiment, had a blood hole in his upper body.

Before the blood flowed out from the wound, it had already formed into ice crystals, and the finger pressing on the trigger froze, making it impossible to complete the firing.

Four hundred and thirty six.

While counting the number in his mind, Chen Xun had already fired again. He didn't need to see if the target just now was successfully hit. The imperial orangutan who stood still and aimed at it was not worth his time at all.

After one shot, four hundred and thirty-seven.

Chen Xun, who fought alone for an hour, was like a god of death wandering outside the battlefield, wantonly harvesting the lives of the imperial orangutan soldiers.

Moreover, what he harvested were not ordinary orangutan soldiers, but those who could pose a certain threat to the independent regiment that was rushing towards the empire's defense line.

Before the bullets in the magazine were empty, Chen Xun let go of the big sniper in his hand, crawled to the side and grabbed another big sniper that had been set up.

The gun, bigger and longer, doesn't even look like a sniper rifle anymore.

But it is a sniper rifle, and it is currently the strongest sniper rifle in the Federation. The model is MKXD-DCP, also known as an electromagnetic sniper gun.

aim.

In Chen Xun's line of sight, there appeared an imperial mech, earl class.

He didn't actually look at the scope of the sniper rifle. The helmet of the individual soldier's exoskeleton armor affected his sight range, but the visual window of the helmet, which had established a data connection with the scope, clearly displayed the picture of the scope.

This actually has an impact, but not much.

Chen Xun, who aimed at the target, did not shoot immediately, because the earl-level imperial mech was moving at high speed. Although his sniper cannon's bullets were very fast, it was impossible to hit such a moving target.

He is waiting for his opportunity.

But the opportunity he had expected did not appear. The earl-level mecha leading the charge had already been destroyed by the team leader Lame who was on the flank the moment it encountered the flank of the independent regiment.

The independent regiment has become stronger. In such a battle, it seems that Chen Xun's support is no longer needed.

Chen Xun was not disappointed, nor regretful, nor discouraged.

He climbed back to the side of the ordinary big sniper, and continued to snipe all the targets he could kill, giving priority to the targets that could pose a threat to the independent regiment.

Everyone has his own way of fighting. He doesn't know how to drive a mecha, but he can also display his abilities and make contributions that he can make in this war.

Just like many ordinary soldiers, those ordinary soldiers may not be as good at marksmanship as Chen Xun, but they are not ordinary.

When the Independence Regiment finally retreated from the imperial defense line that they had wreaked havoc on, Chen Xun also retreated immediately.

Without the cover of the independent regiment rushing on the enemy's position, his sniping can easily be spotted by the empire, and his position can be pinpointed in a short time.

The defense of individual exoskeleton armor is very strong, but there is a very obvious gap compared with mecha. This war has not been won yet, and he cannot die.

During the retreat, the voices of the members of the Independence Regiment rang in their ears. When they retreated to a relatively safe distance, they began to report the number of their own destruction, the integrity of the mechs, the remaining energy, and other information.

After a while of uproar, Su Chuanyun's loud voice sounded.

"Old Chen, how many did you kill today?"

"Six hundred and seventy-nine."

"Fuck, you killed more than me." Su Chuanyun exclaimed and asked: "According to your killing method, after this battle is over, you won't get the achievement of killing thousands of monkeys."

"Thousands of orangutans?"

"That's right, to kill 10,000 orangutans." Su Chuanyun asked curiously again: "Old Chen, do you know how many orangutans you have killed in total since you joined the army?"

"Probably remember."

"How much is 10,000?"

"More than six thousand."

"The difference is so much? You can kill six or seven hundred people in one night. After serving in the army for so many years, how could there be such a difference?"

"There was no such opportunity before. If you empty a few magazines, you have to change positions."

"Then you have it now, do you want to challenge it?"

"Will the gorilla be cut?" Chen Xun's voice had some smiles: "Okay."

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ps: The notebook is broken... This chapter is to make up for the gap on the 25th yesterday. Today, there are two chapters guaranteed on the 26th. The code on the mobile phone is a bit slow.