Chapter 1 When It's Not the Right Time

Hearing Sun Duoxiang's words, Lin Yao almost choked. *Ni ma*, they're already slapping us in the face, and it's still not the right time?

The others present exchanged glances, unsure of what to say.

Li Duhai's anger surged to his head, and he said, annoyed, "If he won't go, I will!"

Lin Yao patiently continued to persuade Sun Duoxiang.

"Give me some face, okay? The opponent is too strong. Li Duhai and the others really can't handle it. We really need you to step in."

"That's right, Brother Sun, please help us."

"Brother Sun, please."

Everyone present chimed in, trying to persuade him.

Sun Duoxiang felt like an ant on a hot pan, sweating profusely.

But he stubbornly replied, "When the time is right, I'll go."

Everyone was incredibly disappointed and at a loss for words.

"Ugh, why bother talking nonsense with him? If he won't go, we will! Lord Lin Yao, just give the order!"

Li Duhai's face was flushed with anger.

Seeing how stubborn Sun Duoxiang was, Lin Yao was at his wit's end. After all, he was the one who personally recruited him, and he was the one who agreed to the conditions. He couldn't very well lash out, so he could only endure it. He'd deal with the situation after the war was over.

"Li Duhai, take a team of elite mecha pilots to harass that guy. Remember, just harass him. Don't even think about defeating him, and try to stay safe."

"Understood!"

Li Duhai replied readily.

Lin Yao then took a deep breath and said, "As for the main battlefield, I'll personally lead a team to oversee things! Brothers, this is do or die! Let's take them down!"

"Take them down!"

Everyone present shouted excitedly.

Thus, the Martial God Guild's forces began to move under Lin Yao's command.

Only reserve forces and some of the guild's logistics executives remained in the base, using reconnaissance drones to monitor the entire battlefield.

The only one out of place was Sun Duoxiang, a key combatant. The others looked at him with complicated expressions.

Sun Duoxiang felt incredibly awkward in the cockpit. Of course, he knew the principle of taking from others and feeling obligated, but the problem was that Sun Duoxiang really couldn't handle it.

He muttered to himself in the cockpit, a look of despair on his face.

"Big Brother, please hurry up. You're not really abandoning me, are you?"

......

Of course, the war wouldn't stop just because Sun Duoxiang wasn't participating. On the front lines, the Martial God Guild's tanks took the lead, cutting into the battlefield. After reaching their designated positions, they all turned sideways, forming a line of defense. The sides facing the enemy were all fitted with reactive armor.

In an instant, these tanks formed a defensive barrier, used to block attacks from enemy rocket launchers and the like.

At the same time, squads of infantry and highly mobile Green Shield mechs rushed forward, using the tanks as cover to launch a fierce attack on the enemy.

At this time, the vanguard of the Wet God Guild was frantically charging the Martial God Guild's defenses.

Their combat players shouted slogans as they charged forward in a chaotic mess, each with a fanatical confidence on their faces.

"Kill!"

Seeing the enemy's dense formation, Lin Yao gave the order without hesitation.

Bang!

Rumble!

The tanks fired in unison, instantly sending the enemy flying.

At the same time, the infantry squads and mechs unceremoniously used the tanks as cover, showering the surviving players with bullets.

The Wet God Guild's mecha forces, seeing that their vanguard was blocked, charged forward. The Martial God Guild's mechs were not to be outdone, and they also stepped up.

At the same time, fierce explosions also erupted on the left and right flanks of the main battlefield, as the two sides collided.

......

Time passed!

The war grew increasingly fierce, and reports streamed back to Lin Yao.

"Report! Our forces on the left flank have successfully suppressed the enemy!"

"Report! Our forces on the right flank have successfully suppressed the enemy and are eliminating their remaining forces."

"Report! Lord Lin Xiaoyu has successfully taken out the enemy's temporary airfield, destroying more than thirty enemy fighters!"

"Report! We have repelled three waves of reorganized attacks on the main battlefield and are forcing the enemy to retreat!"

......

Faced with a string of good news, Lin Yao couldn't bring himself to be happy.

He asked in a deep voice, "How is Li Duhai doing?"

"Report, other than Li Duhai, all the brothers who went to intercept Mo Bao Ke have been killed in action. We can't hold him back much longer!"

The adjutant replied hesitantly.

Lin Yao's expression grew even worse. Another group of elites had died. He didn't know what to do.

Just then, two incredibly thick beams of light suddenly blasted over the battlefield, instantly hitting two Green Shield mechs.

Rumble!

The two Green Shield mechs were blown to smithereens.

Mo Bao Ke was seen charging over in the Generation III mecha, Slaughter Blade. He wielded two terrifying beam sabers, destroying everything in his path!

Every mecha that went up was instantly killed!

His terrifying aura inspired awe and fear.

At this time, many tanks on the battlefield turned their turrets and bombarded the Generation III mecha, while Green Shield mechs raised their close-range firearms and fired wildly.

Unfortunately, this had no effect on the Generation III mecha, Slaughter Blade. Mo Bao Ke piloted the mecha at high speed. Furthermore, he seemed to be able to predict the trajectory of all incoming attacks, calmly dodging them. If he couldn't dodge, he would simply swing his beam sabers to cut down the incoming shells and bullets.

Then, he controlled the mecha to plunge into the Martial God Guild's mecha ranks, as if he were in an uninhabited land, killing one mecha with each swing!

Mo Bao Ke shouted excitedly, "Is this all you've got? A bunch of trash! Haha!"

......

Inside the base, the remaining personnel were watching the latest combat footage, each of them anxious.

"Ah! Stop him! Don't let him charge into our forces..."

.....

At this time, inside the cockpit of the Ripper Claw, Sun Duoxiang leaned against the back of his chair, listless like a dead fish, muttering to himself.

"It's over, it's over. Get ready to run..."

Just then, ding ding!

"Brother Sun!"

Sun Duoxiang heard the sound of someone tapping on the armor, and a familiar voice.

He suddenly sat up in shock and controlled the mecha to look down. He saw Zhang Hao and Ma Ke escorting Su Mo to the foot of the mecha.

Sun Duoxiang's heart began to pound, and he looked around furtively. After confirming that everyone's attention was on the front lines and no one was paying attention to him, he quickly controlled the mecha to crouch down and slowly opened the cockpit.

Su Mo quickly climbed into the cockpit.

Sun Duoxiang quickly closed the cockpit, then got up and vacated the pilot's seat. He was so excited that he was in tears, and he said to Su Mo with a mournful face.

"Big Brother, you're finally here. I thought I was going to be abandoned."

"I came a long time ago, but the camp you were gathered at before was too heavily guarded. There were too many experts there, and I had no chance to get close!"