Chapter 211 Desperate Gambit

The twin engines of the Crimson Ghoul mecha roared, causing the entire machine to tremble violently. Then, with terrifying speed, it charged towards Su Mo.

"General, wait for us!"

The subordinates who were flanking from all sides shouted in alarm as Gergiel advanced.

Unfortunately, Gergiel didn't hear a word. His eyes were fixed on Su Mo, and he let out a beast-like growl.

"Die! Spiral Spear of Slaughter!"

Su Mo's pupils constricted, and he held his breath. His hands flew across the controls, inputting a series of commands. The Slaughter Blade, moving at extreme speed, performed a ghostly and unbelievable dodge. The berserk, scarlet spiral spear grazed past the right side of the mecha's head, the resulting wind pressure leaving a series of shocking marks on the Slaughter Blade. It was clear what would happen if that spear had struck.

But there were no ifs. Su Mo successfully dodged and retaliated with a sharp backhand slash on the Crimson Ghoul.

Sparks flew!

The two mechs crossed paths, and the Crimson Ghoul abruptly knelt on one knee.

"Damn it!"

Gergiel slammed his fist on the console in frustration. The more he fought, the worse he performed.

Su Mo ignored him and executed a sharp turn, spraying snow across the ground. He charged directly towards a Generation II mech that was attempting to flank him.

With lightning speed, he struck the rear engine section with a single blow, destroying it.

The mech didn't stop, but swept past like the wind. In a split second, it confronted another Red Armor mech. The beam saber in his hand pierced through the opponent's cockpit with exquisite precision, destroying the mech in a single strike.

After eliminating the two mechs, Su Mo, in a display of raw power, forcibly pulled the control stick. The Slaughter Blade used its massive size and terrifying momentum to ram into a Generation II Red Armor mech attacking from the side, sending it flying.

...

Gergiel, struggling to get his Crimson Ghoul mech back on its feet, witnessed a breathtaking scene. In just a few moments, nearly half of the Generation II mechs that had come with him had been annihilated!

While the performance gap between Generation II and Generation III mechs was significant, this was still too exaggerated.

"Damn it!"

But Su Mo, caught in a frenzy of destruction, was not having an easy time either. He glanced around and saw more and more Green Shield mechs swarming in, an endless tide. He looked back at his teammates and saw only a few scattered figures still fighting.

His breathing grew increasingly rapid. The high-intensity operation was quickly depleting his stamina and mental strength.

So this was how a hero met his end.

Even the strongest person had their limits. The seemingly elegant combat from earlier was nothing more than a desperate struggle.

At that moment, the communication channel was filled with the anxious reports of various platoon leaders.

"Front line, the Fourteenth Platoon has lost nearly half its forces."

"Right flank, the enemy is assaulting our defenses, requesting support."

...

Inside the command vehicle, Xiao Wen listened to the reports, his hands clenched into fists behind his back. Lin Yue and the others watched him anxiously.

Xiao Wen remained silent, making no strategic adjustments.

Just as everyone was becoming more desperate, the calm surface of the Celestial River began to churn. A mechanical war weapon emerged from the water, spanning several kilometers, constructed of black steel, and covered with dark launch tubes. It resembled a monstrous deep-sea beast: the Fury of the Deep.

Submarines surfaced alongside it.

The next second!

Boom! Boom!

The Fury of the Deep activated its full power, its body glowing with an eerie red light. The countless black launch tubes on its massive frame opened their covers, and thousands of missiles were launched.

The surrounding submarines followed suit, firing their own missiles.

The missiles filled the sky, turning into streaks of light as they rained down on the enemy's surging forces.

Rumble!

Screams echoed as flesh and mechanical debris flew.

For a moment, the players of the allied forces were stunned. What was happening?

Xiao Wen's players turned to look at the Celestial River behind them. They saw a fleet of ships approaching from the distance, arranged in formation. Without any sense of honor, the newly arrived ships unleashed another barrage of artillery fire on the Free Allied Forces.

They were completely caught off guard.

Puttermi saw this and understood everything. He finally realized why Xiao Wen and his forces hadn't retreated to Black Rock City. He roared, "Charge! Stop them!"

But before he could finish speaking, a missile landed nearby and exploded!

Dust and dirt showered Puttermi.

"Protect Lord Puttermi!"

The surrounding subordinates rushed to his aid, and the scene descended into chaos.

The clear voice of Jiang Hanqiu echoed through all friendly communication channels.

"Sorry, Commander Xiao Wen. We ran into a little trouble on the way and are a bit later than scheduled."

"It's alright. Your timing is perfect. I'll leave the rest to you."

"No problem. I've already prepared the transport ships. We'll get you across the river!"

Jiang Hanqiu replied with certainty.

Xiao Wen then announced to everyone, "Fourth Platoon, Seventh Platoon, Eighth Platoon... hold your positions and provide cover. Everyone else, abandon any weapons and transport vehicles you can't carry, travel light, and board the transport ships. We're going to the other side of the river!"

"Understood!"

Everyone responded.

Su Mo was shocked by Xiao Wen's orders. Was this a desperate gamble? But as he was surprised, he turned his mech around and charged back into the fray.

At the same time, Qian Chengxue issued a retreat order.

"Withdraw!"

Large numbers of troops began to withdraw towards the Celestial River. Jiang Hanqiu's ships began to fire wildly, expending ammunition without care. They also launched a large number of anti-aircraft missiles, shooting down enemy aircraft and intercepting incoming missiles.

For a time, the Free Allied Forces' advance was halted by the overwhelming barrage.

"Hurry, hurry, drop those big things! Don't try to load everything onto the ships!"

"Leave that armored car behind."

"Abandon all the tanks! Prioritize the mechs!"

...

In about three hours, most of the troops had been evacuated onto the transport ships, which then began to carry Xiao Wen's forces to the other side.

As for Su Mo and Qian Chengxue, they activated their mechs and skimmed across the surface of the water at low altitude.

High in the air, Su Mo took another look at the Fury of the Deep and suddenly understood Xiao Wen's plan. From the moment Black Rock Fortress fell, he had been seeking Jiang Hanqiu's help. His relationship with Jiang Hanqiu was already strong, so this scene was possible.

Under normal circumstances, they should have retreated with Jiang Hanqiu.

But now, they were fighting to the death. They could only go into enemy territory and wage a guerrilla war.

Puttermi, watching his prey slip through his fingers, trembled with rage. But there was nothing he could do. After all, the enemy still had nuclear mines. He dared not commit his elite troops.