It is difficult to truly explain the atmosphere in that ancient battlefield.
The base starting emotion was one of somber solemness brought about by the hugeness of the battlefield and its absolute state of misery.
The fact that thousands of real n and won, heroes all of them, actually died right there all those years ago made it all the more solemn.
The ground once feasted upon the rivers of blood that flowed out of their dead bodies, and depending on whether you believe in ghosts or not, the air was still thick with their wandering spirits.
As soon as the ambush was sprung, the atmosphere had taken a more thrilling and dangerous edge, but it was like a hot campfire trying to burn a hole on the thickest, most fire resistant blanket you had ever seen.
The participants of the battles were screaming, shouting and executing thrilling moves, but they did not bring any life back to the deadness and the stillness of the battlefield.
We were like little ants fighting in a massive and empty football field.
"Let's go! Death to our enemies!!" I shouted heroically.
"Corny." Mumbled another unknown punk from sowhere behind .
"Who is this Guan Yu wana be?" Sighed another.
The heavy atmosphere was making it difficult for to spark any sort of passion or fire in the hearts of my n.
But despite all of that, their steps behind did not waver, and as one, we thundered down towards the three hundred practice chas surrounding Victor Long's group in a mighty air.
Victor Long's group was holding out magnificently, and in the few minutes that had passed, they barely lost any chas. And more importantly, they were not locked down in place.
His group was still charging forward towards the fifty chas which were ambushing the first bunch of idiots, and his mission objective was still very much alive.
And because of that, the situation at that mont was looking pretty good for us.
Our first group was trying to escape. Neutral score. Their ambushers were still on their way. Neutral Score.
Our second group was well on its way to rescue our first group. First mission objective - Approach the first group - Success. Their ambushers failed to stop them. First mission objective - Stop the Frankenstein chas - Failed.
Of course the second group's second and third mission objectives were to actually rescue the first group AND stay alive! Those two were still ongoing.
Our third group, mine, was charging towards the ambushers' second group, and our mission objective was simple.
Wipe the enemy chas out.
And by God, I will wipe them out!
However, considering that I was actually in training mode, I resolved in my mind not to use the advantages I got from my red cha core and try my best to improve on my skills.
When would I improve if I always depend on my red cha core?
I unleashed my full resonance upon my cha and piloted it skillfully despite the many problems and near-malfunctions due to combining so many strange and different parts together.
"Go that way and cut through those wreckages." Jack Yang said as he pointed to a particularly huge pile of twisted tal parts of that looked like it used to be a massive and glorious aircraft.
Seeing that the route Jack Yang recomnded would allow us to catch up and approach our enemies at an angle, I imdiately swerved and charged down towards the wreckage.
Alas, it was a bad decision.
Very, very bad.
I leapt up the first pile of junk and lifted my cha across into the massive broken down aircraft carrier.
And ca face to face with a thousand practice chas hiding there!
"HOLY S***!!" I shouted in horror!
"DAMN IT! WE GOT DISCOVERED!!" The lead enemy cha shouted in greater horror.
Completely by accident, I had led my team to ambush the ambushers!!
"ALL OUT ATTACK!!!" I roared in excitent as I skilfully plunged my left drill into the lead cha's belly.
It imdiately darkened as its reactive armor activated and its main power shut down to indicate that it had been "killed".
"What the hell? We're ambushing them? Justin, you're a genius!" Barrick Rui shouted with glee as he swung his oversized right hand in a vicious swing and caught a practice cha still lying down in ambush more completely out of position and smashed it to "death".
"Uh. Sorry for that. Hehehe." Jack Yang laughed sheepishly as he threw his cha forward and stomped on several chas trying to get up.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
His piloted his massive cha skilfully and stepped on the enemy's hands and feet, quickly keeping them grounded and allowing those behind to finish them off.
"Chargee!! Get deeper into their lines!! Chargee!! CHARGEE!!" I shouted loudly to ignite battle fervor in the hearts of my Hamr Squad mbers.
Wham! Wham! Boom!
In a lee ambush like the one I was currently executing, the most important thing for those in the front was to get into the thick of battle and allow those in the rear to engage in battle as well.
I took a leaf from Jack Yang's book and started to stomp ahead after him while ignoring the ones that I had partially incapacitated.
A hundred chas in my Hamr Squad One took a thousand of the enemy by complete surprise, and in the first few seconds? We dealt a horrendous amount of damage to them.
With Jack Yang and I leading, we waded deep into battle and managed to take down over a hundred of the enemy before they could react adequately.
"Counter attack! Get the hell up and attack them!" Their leader roared loudly.
He stood at the rear and was in a slightly different looking cha. His cha was painted black instead of dark blue and seeing him charge down from the rear to the front line in re minutes told one thing very clearly, he had the movent skills of a true elite.
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