"What is he going to do?"
Xu Mo, piloting a cha all by himself, had left, not taking the central route through the ruins, but instead circumventing from the side.
Olivia had donned his Battle Armor, taking his place.
Both sides were not allowed to carry communication devices into the battle, and with the fight being monitored by all, cheating was impossible; people from the Southern Army would not know about the substitution between Xu Mo and Olivia.
Olivia was tall, and although still shorter than Xu Mo, it wasn’t obvious when she lay atop the cha, indiscernible to the observers.
Lin Jue’s cha started up, moving forward once again.
In the previous battle, two chas had been destroyed, nearly a third of the enemy casualties.
But what was to co was the real fight.
The Southern Army’s advance wasn’t as fast as before. The chas no longer moved independently but advanced with the main troops, extra cautious. Otherwise, a few more ambushes like earlier would be unsustainable.
The remaining troops continued their orderly march across the dusty ruins. The battlefield was silent as death, save for the sound of marching filled with a murderous aura.
Without killing Xu Mo and his companions, they couldn’t face returning.
Lin Jue pushed on, and finally, they encountered the enemy once more, spotting them from a distance.
Olivia fired a shot into the air, smoke billowing forth.
On the side of the ruins, Xu Mo glanced towards that direction, figuring out Lin Jue’s position, and he sped off in a specific direction.
All eyes from the Southern Military District were fixed on Lin Jue and Olivia ahead, their fierce gazes as if they wanted to tear them apart alive.
Even so, they remained unimpulsive—cha with chanical Guns raised their arms aiming at Lin Jue’s area, with the infantry at their backs also raising their cannons, all targeting Lin Jue.
The spread formation continued its intimidating advance.
Olivia fired a smoke grenade ahead, and suddenly the middle ground was shrouded in smoke.
This ti, the Southern Army didn’t rush in hastily but kept the formation tightly moving forward—if they got within range, their firepower would far surpass that of Lin Jue.
Olivia kept firing smoke grenades, the Southern Army advancing through the smoke.
"Fire," a grave voice commanded. They had aid at Lin Jue’s position, all firing together.
"Bang."
Lin Jue’s cha retreated, with Olivia’s actions never ceasing amidst the widespread smoke.
"Accelerate the advance," a voice called out, and the Southern Army sped up their push forward.
Just then, a cha appeared from behind them.
Xu Mo had circled to their rear.
The cha’s left chanical arm raised, charging up.
"Boom—" The Energy Cannon shot forth in a straight line into the smoke, exploding within.
Those on the outside silently witnessed the scene unfolding on the battlefield.
At a glance, it looked as though two chas had the Southern Army surrounded.
Xu Mo’s chanical arm charged again, continuously firing, wounding people within the smoke.
"The last row, advance to the rear and open fire. The two chas on the left and right, circle behind to support," commanded the Black cha. Imdiately, two chas flanked outward on both sides, while at the sa ti, the last row of the Southern Army turned to sprint forward, rushing out from the smoke.
Seeing people break out, Xu Mo’s chanical Cannon charged up and continued attacking—two more figures were blasted away.
At the sa ti, the two flanking chas also surged out, speeding towards Xu Mo.
Two chas would suffice against Olivia.
Xu Mo kept firing at distant targets, aiming to wipe out the ground forces.
As the two chas drew closer, Xu Mo stopped shooting.
Behind both chas, a Blast Gunner lay in wait; they raised their guns aiming for Xu Mo’s cha, while the chas extended their sharp chanical tentacles, looking fiercely nacing.
Xu Mo raised his cha’s War Saber, gazing intently ahead.
"Boom!"
With full energy activated, Xu Mo lunged forward.
The Bombers shot at Xu Mo’s head but saw Xu Mo still expertly dodging while sprinting, his cha charging ahead.
The two cha pilots from the Southern Army felt sothing was amiss.
This montum, was it that female cadet?
But there was no ti to think. Both sides charged at high speed and rapidly closed in.
The cha pilots locked firmly on Xu Mo, watching him dart forward in a curve, one on the left and one on the right, their chanical arms thrusting simultaneously, blocking every angle.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and they saw Xu Mo’s cha leap up, soaring into the air, the Energy Battle Blade in his hand chopping down with the montum.
Burdened by their own inertia, they couldn’t stop in ti. Their chanical arms thrust into empty space as the War Saber sliced through, sending a sharp crack sound, two cha heads flew off, the bodies behind them similarly cleaved, blood spraying.
"Bang."
Xu Mo’s cha kneeled upon landing, steadied itself, and continued charging forward.
The line rushing out was montarily stunned.
A strong unease took hold.
"Fire."
They raised their chanical Cannons and unleashed a barrage, shooting at the cha.
Xu Mo evaded left and right at high speed but was still hit by two shots, bearing the firepower and continuing onward to arrive in front of the opponents.
"Ssshh..." The giant War Saber in the cha’s hand swept across, reaping life.
In the blink of an eye, all fell.
That team was eliminated.
Citizens of Steel Do City gazed up at the cha that resembled the Grim Reaper.
They harbored an absurd thought.
Perhaps, Xu Mo really had the chance to achieve it.
With only two, breaking through.
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