Counterfeit Hero

Chapter 1318: Chapter 65: Towering Mountains and Lofty Ridges (9)

Battlefield livestream!

This heart-stopping scene, after a painful farewell, immediately pulled the viewers’ emotions tight.

The jets were fearlessly attacking the mountainous Jiepeng Armored Group, while the Jiepeng Mecha’s anti-air missiles and artillery fire instantly filled the sky.

Countless Decoy Missiles were launched, swirling in the sky.

Numerous missiles darted wildly in the air, either captured by the decoys, forming blobs of black smoke frozen against the blue sky, or bypassing the decoys, swiftly heading for the jets aloft.

The battle began intensely, leaving one almost breathless.

On the ground, the Jiepeng Armored Group had completely dispersed, accelerating forward. Directly ahead of their advance was an impassable peak. And beneath the mountain, a small unit assembled in a triangular assault formation stood there, like a lone boat in a harbor before a raging tsunami.

Time ticked away, and the few minutes of battle felt like centuries to those watching. Seeing the Jiepeng Armored Group draw closer to the Red Mecha team, people’s hearts leapt to their throats.

”Pipi, ready?” Fatty took off his shirt and gripped the control stick bare-chested.

”Ready,” the little kid replied.

”Everyone prepare, countdown...” Fatty looked up at the sky, thirty medium-sized Transport Ships, thirty giant rugby balls, covered the entire sky, countless missiles soared from the ground, targeting the ships. Some missiles were intercepted, but more broke through, crashing into the ships’ energy shields.

Each Transport Ship’s energy shield had turned light red. The violent explosions resembled ripples in a pond during heavy rain. The energy shield was turbulent, as if it might tear any moment.

”Ten, nine, eight, seven...” Fatty turned, staring intently at the Anubis in the center of the Jiepeng Armored Group.

The distance was narrowing step by step.

”Four... three...” Fatty’s voice grew colder, while his blood heated up, ”Two... one...”

”Kill!!!!!”

With Fatty’s countdown ending, a heroic battle cry soared across the sky. This sound dashed through the valley, stirring clouds in the sky!

A hundred and sixty Red Mechas and ten White Mechas shot like arrows from a bow towards the Black Mecha Group.

The mecha engines roared, kicking up dust like a thick, straight spear. Two kilometers, one kilometer, five hundred meters, three hundred meters, one hundred meters...

With a huge crash, the Red and Black Armored Groups collided fiercely like two groups of raging rhinos.

In footage filmed from the sky, people could clearly see the shockwave spreading at the moment of impact, could clearly see the chaotic scene of bodies and machines flying.

Are these the warriors who cried their last words?

Is this the Chuckna Army under absolute disadvantage?!

No one could remain sitting and watching TV. With a roar, all the men rose with red eyes, fists clenched, necks strained, shouting wildly. A surge of hot blood, of sorrow, rushed to their heads. The entire world disappeared, and in the men’s eyes, there was only that Red Armored Unit!

Kill, kill, kill!

It seemed as if responding to this cry which filled the universe with passion, the Red Armored Group stabbed fiercely into the Jiepeng Armored Group.

They did not disappoint.

The Black Mecha Group shattered like waves before them.

Led by ten White Mechas wildly wielding ion light sabers, the entire Red Mecha Group advanced with nearly insane posture and speed. One by one, the Jiepeng Mechas were shattered, exploding in their frenzied attacks. Countless debris sprayed and scattered in all directions.

”Well done, well done!” The men in front of the TV were like maniacs. They gritted their teeth, trembling, growling to cheer on the Red Unit.

In front of the White Mecha, Jiepeng Mechas gathered continuously. They tried to use concentrated forces to halt their advance.

However, with each swing, each step of the White Mecha, these dense defensive formations like iron spheres were shattered, pierced through.

Jiepeng officers, with communications completely suppressed, shouted loudly through loudspeakers. On the flat ground beneath the mountain, the previously dispersed Black Mecha Group desperately closed in.

In the sky, jets continued their fearless attacks. Transport Ships descended forcefully amid dense anti-aircraft fire.

The entire world had gone mad.

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Hastings glanced at his watch, his face steely: ”There’s not enough time.”

In the Allied Command Center, the generals had long lost their usual poise and grace. Some smoked one cigarette after another, others paced back and forth.

Margaret lowered her eyes, not daring to look anymore. Bernadotte stared at the screen, unblinking.

There’s not enough time.

Hastings’ words were like a dagger, cutting hearts to bleed.

Watching the Transport Ships sway under anti-aircraft fire, everyone’s eyes focused on the White Mecha charging at the front.

Five minutes, how was he going to secure those five minutes?!

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A fierce Tornado Kick sent a Jiepeng Mecha flying, Fatty’s right hand swung the ion light saber down forcefully.