Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high! Chapter 571: 450 Mech Battalion, move out!2

Humanity, of course, devised corresponding solutions to the various types of bugs that the Bug Race had unleashed, while simultaneously developing equipnt.

However, capturing the sandworms that move as freely underground as they do in the air amidst the chaos of the battlefield was no easy task.

Only half of the attacks that could be precisely located and anticipated in advance; the other half of the sandworms always appeared where humans least wanted them to.

Dispersing elite infantry, main battle tanks, and tanks evenly among the rear ranks aid to counter these underground assailants; during the confusion, the lee between humans and the Bug Race wasn't limited to the frontline clashes—both sides' rear bases also fell into the sa strife.

These stealthy underground attackers truly represented a deadly blade the Bug Race wielded against the rear.

"cha, deploy. Eliminate the sandworms and stabilize the formation," ca the stern command, resonating among the ch Armored Corps and the related ch servitor voice systems.

This was not a general assault, the ti for that had not yet co; the objective was only to deal with the sandworms within the ranks.

For individual soldiers, sandworms were certainly a difficult adversary, and even for tanks, dealing with one sandworm posed a struggle.

However, for chas, the titanic warriors of war, the sandworms were as laughable as slightly slippery worms.

Thus dozens of chas, each over ten ters tall, mobilized in unison, striding towards the marauding sandworms causing havoc within the ranks.

Alloy blades swung, the Chitin Bone Armor of sandworms providing little resistance; their bodily fluids spattered in all directions.

The lowly worker bugs, bee bugs, mantis bugs, and cannon bugs were just the usual vanguard; with enough biomass, these low-level bugs intended to consu human ammunition and energy could be had in any number.

Combat in the Bug Race's territory ant death on one hand and recycling on the other; their legions of low-level bugs seed almost infinite.

If humanity's advance could not outpace their rate of recycling and regeneration, then just relying on a swarm of low-level bugs, the Bug Nests would have no concerns about their rear.

However, the low-level bug swarm clearly could not withstand the advance of the greatly chanized army of Blackwater City; an hour into the battle, the human line had advanced to a perilously close distance from the heart of the Bug Nest.

It was then that the Bug Race's newly encountered behemoths—the Thunder Beasts and the Nest Guardians—almost simultaneously erged from within the Bug Nest.

"Seven Thunder Beasts! Seven Thunder Beasts!" The scouting reports from the frontline echoed instantly; the devastating power of the Thunder Beasts had been fully demonstrated in the previous battle in which Bai E took part.

A force of impressive size had been humbled by a single Thunder Beast before; now the appearance of seven at once had all the senior officers inside the command vehicle tensed to the breaking point.

They knew Thunder Beasts were not so irreplaceable behemoth of the Bug Race, but having seven appear at once was still beyond their prior expectations.

"ch Armored Corps, full force assault!" The order from Hamilton ca without delay.

The destructive power of the Thunder Beasts was far too great for human forces to allow them to bombard at will.

"Roger that!"

Enor, the current captain of the ch Armored Corps and a ch Pilot in coordination with Rose, responded promptly.

Thus, the chas originally deployed to clear out the sandworms charged from various locations simultaneously.

As the acting commander shouldering the temporary command of the ch Armored Corps, Enor swiftly allocated combat tasks to every cha in the unit.

With a total of thirty-two chas in the corps, they could nearly coordinate five chas to decapitate one Thunder Beast at a ti.

However, the Guardians of the Nest, serving as protectors to the Thunder Beasts, remained the sa three as before.

As Bai E had said, the seemingly less threatening Nest Guardians, in fact, represented a rarer special behemoth for the Bug Race.

Compared to Bai E's last rush to decapitate, the widespread assault on the Thunder Beasts on the battlefield this ti was much easier.

The sight of over thirty chas charging together was breathtaking.

The first volley prepared by the seven Thunder Beasts also showcased their horrifying killing power.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom!"

The combination of special seed bullets and bloated tick bullets made the artillery strike terrifyingly powerful, with a much wider damage range than that of the Bug Race's Bio-Plasma Cannon.

It was like a series of oversized fragntation grenades, with the ejected seed shells instantly clearing everything artificial and living within the blast radius.

Two less agile chas were also affected by this wide-area strike.

One had its right leg instantly shattered, while the other was damaged to a degree that its self-check system imdiately reported damage.

As the chas charged, the ch servant vehicle fleet, serving as logistical support, quickly followed.

Perhaps they would never be of real use until the end of the battle, but when needed, the servants had to appear at their designated positions without delay.

The two damaged chas remained stationary for a while, with the cha whose right leg was shattered likely beyond salvage in this battle, while the other cha, which had only been hit by "fragnts," might still be recoverable.

Several ch servant armored vehicles responsible for ergency repairs ignored every chaotic elent of the battlefield between them and their targets, braving the risks of rampant Sandworms and the constant danger of artillery strikes, as they headed straight for their objectives.

Bai E's gaze swept coldly through the side window, emotionless.

To prevent system disruption, each ch servant armored vehicle had its own cha to prioritize, and only when their designated chas were fully withdrawn from combat could they attend to others in need.

Of course, to prevent rigidity, the battle command system could make temporary adjustnts and flexibly redistribute resources as necessary.

Having received no command ssages, it would be impossible to act against his original responsibilities.

And the target his ch servant armored vehicle was responsible for was... W0721.

The chas drove deep into the fray, easily crossing the swarm of enemies.

The ch servant vehicles road the edge of the battlefront, unable to penetrate deep into the danger zone.

The low-level Bug Race at the frontline, though unable to stop the advance of the human forces, still posed a threat to the weaponless ch servants.

If chas embedded in enemy lines suffered damage, the responsible ch servant vehicles would face the pressure and quickly push forward, while the surrounding main battle units would provide imdiate support.

Or if the injured cha pilot had enough strength to withdraw, the ch servants' repair actions could be a bit safer.

Human artillery and the Bug Race's Bio-Plasma blasts streaked past the transparent side windows, the thunder of guns mixing with the screeches of the creatures. Bai E, gripping his machine gun, felt his blood starting to boil.

The battlefield ignited his veteran's combat spirit, but under his current identity, he had to keep that impulse deeply repressed.

Bai E hadn't forgotten that he was still in an "observation period."

Any action he took could not exceed the expectations of the Observers, nor could he let them sense even the slightest threat of "loss of control."

Thirty chas collectively surged forward, creating carnage behind enemy lines.

The multitude of heat weaponry modules carried by the chas decimated the low-level Bug Race with terrifying efficiency, indirectly easing the pressure on the main battlefront units.

As the leader of the ch Armored Corps, Enor fixed his gaze on one of the thunder beasts charging its cannon.

The third chanical eye implanted in his forehead by the chanical Court allowed him to see more information than the naked eye could – predictions of the target's destructive capability, the limits of his own ch's abilities, and other data streaming before his eyes.

"Keep up with my pace," he said.

"Understood," ca Rose's cool response.

As his partner, he could sense that this artificial ch Pilot nad Rose was not entirely satisfied with his performance.

But the fact that Rose could achieve such a perfect coordination with him, after undergoing chanical Court modifications, was undeniably impressive.

"Leave this one to ; you guys handle the others!" he declared.

Having marked his chosen target on the shared cha tactical system, Enor began to forcefully control his burst into a surge.