Chapter 359
Chapter 359: Requesting Backup!
Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
"The situation is unclear right now . In any case, it's already been confirmed that the ground forces below are prepared . . . I'm afraid our ambush plan has been exposed . " The adjutant could not help but swipe the cold sweat from his forehead as he said to the commander-in-chief .
The commander-in-chief breathed deeply a few times before quashing the rage beating at the walls of his chest . He knew that anger would not help anything — since it was certain that their sneak attack had failed, then they could only proceed with brute force! Coming to a decision instantly, he ordered, "Notify the men below . Let all mecha activate in advance . Break the shells now and attack!"
His orders were transmitted to the metal eggs and those eggs which had yet to enter the range of the cannons suddenly burst open . From within them, activated mecha emerged to descend swiftly, zooming towards the ground .
"Godd*mmit, these cannons can't penetrate the beam shields of the mecha," said a commanding officer, frustrated . He had observed this scene from a watchtower with an infrared telescope . Initially, he was hoping to destroy a few more of these metal eggs so that there would be fewer enemy mecha landing on the planet's surface . The fewer the better, but now it looked like things would not be that easy . The enemy was very alert — seeing that their sneak attack had failed, they had immediately switched to a direct attack .
Following the appearance of the mecha, the initially silent radars suddenly began screeching . Countless dots representing the enemies' mecha popped up all over the radar display . By this point, everyone now knew that those metal eggs must have some radar-shielding functions . It was lucky that the commander had been astute enough to see through the ruse and had told them to give up on the radars in favour of infrared telescopes instead . Although their search range would be limited by 7 to 8 times less, at least they had not been blind anymore and had been able to locate the invading enemy . . .
The first few enemy mecha were already close to the ground . Just as they were rejoicing over their fortune in evading the cannonfire, they were struck in quick succession by several beam shots . A few unprepared enemy mecha died instantly, exploding . It turned out that the mecha columns waiting on the ground had all fired when they saw the enemy land, welcoming these enemy mecha with their beam guns .
Soon, the ground mecha forces and the enemy mecha descending from the skies began to fight . The flames of war very rapidly spread to the ground — when an errant missile fired by god-knows-who shot into the dormitory district of the First Men's Military Academy, the already startled awake district was instantly enveloped by a localised beam shield . . . those inside could not come out, while those outside could not go in either . Unless the administration of the academy decided to override and get the mainframe to turn it off or an external force destroyed the shield, the shield would stand . If the latter happened, it would pretty much spell the loss of the Federation . The final outcome would be the complete annihilation of all the students in the dormitory district . . .
The commander of ground control saw the dazzling beam shield appearing suddenly behind the ground troops, and he could not help but be greatly annoyed . Wasn't this just setting up a clear target for the enemy? Telling them: quick, come attack this spot . . . Which idiot had designed this procedure? Although it must have been out of good intentions 1 , in the darkness of the night, set against such a chaotic and complicated attack situation, this was an absolutely foolish and reckless response .
Worried, the commander could not help but growl angrily at the officer beside him, "Godd*mmit, let the frontline warriors hold off the offence! We must not let the enemy's attacks reach the dormitory district of the military academy . . . "
The future seedlings of hope of the Federation were there . Any students who could enter the First Men's Military Academy were sure to be the top talents of the Federation . Every single one was an elite with great potential which they could not afford to lose .
Right then, Little Four was still trying to make contact with those out of reach satellites, but unfortunately, till now, he had had no luck at all . He could not find any bit of signal from the various major satellites; this made him feel rather discouraged . He understood that the moment he left the virtual world and had his signal jammed by the enemy, he would be worthless . . .
Luckily, he had perfectly completed the task his boss had assigned to him . He had taken the images from the invasion of planet Demonbeast 6 years ago and modified them to fabricate an image of the attack tonight . Then, faking a satellite transmission, he had sent the images to the intelligence department of ground control, giving the ground troops enough time to prepare . Watching those enemies descending from the skies being caught off guard by the ground forces, Little Four was pumped up . At the same time, he found his admiration for his boss growing even further, even thinking for a moment that his boss was a god, being able to guess so accurately how the enemy was invading!
Frankly, Little Four was overthinking things . Ling Lan had only hoped for the ground forces to be prepared, and the invasion of planet Demonbeast 6 years ago just so happened to be an air invasion as well, which fit the situation tonight very well . Thus, Ling Lan had made an impromptu decision to borrow the images from then . In fact, Ling Lan had no idea who the invading enemy was tonight or how they were attacking . It should be said that Ling Lan's luck was extraordinary — the images she had asked Little Four to send just so happened to match the truth . This great stroke of luck deftly concealed any sign of her interference . In the post-war analysis later on, both the Federation and Caesar would come to the same conclusion, believing that Caesar's satellite shielding technology was not sufficiently advanced, thus allowing one of the satellites to capture and transmit the images of their sneak attack . . . the difference, however, was that the Federation would be relieved and gleeful about this point, while Caesar would be frustrated that the flaw in their technology had appeared at such a critical moment .
Still, as the battle progressed, the enemy adjusted to the situation and the inherent uncertainty of battle began to reveal itself . The fighting soon spread across the ground, and massive numbers of casualties began to appear among the ground forces . Meanwhile, an endless stream of mecha continued to descend from above . . . this made Little Four feel somewhat unsettled .
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