"It would be great if we could know the exact position of the enemy's artillery position..." Yevgeni murmured to himself. Due to the depth of the position, the coverage of the artillery fire was not a smooth straight line, but like interlaced jagged teeth. Before the full exchange of fire, no one knew which point on the front was safe. It was precisely for this reason that Yevgeni did not dare to lead his soldiers to advance rashly.

As a veteran who has participated in five cross-sea battles, Yevgeny has an advantage that is incomparable to new recruits in terms of battlefield sense of smell and survival experience. The low proportion of casualties in the troops he led can be ranked at the forefront in the entire Federal Army, but this does not mean that this centurion, who is nearly fifty years old, is timid and disobeys the war. He just won't be like other commanders of the Federal Army, knowing that he was dying for nothing, but he still lets the soldiers launch a suicide charge towards the enemy's muzzle.

Yevgeni even thought that if his troops were now in desperate situation and were abandoned by his superiors, he would definitely lead the soldiers to surrender to the enemy without hesitation... So many people have died in the war, and it is not bad for them to survive. It is better to survive than to die.

"Stay on standby first." Yevgeny raised his hand, "Alex comes with me, let's look over and find out the situation first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong sense of danger suddenly rose in Yevgeni's heart. He subconsciously looked up and felt his scalp numb!

Dozens of shuttle-type aircraft were sliding silently under the sky under the cover of artillery fire. These aircraft were painted in gray-black paintings, almost integrated with the sky of the Dark Sea. This ghostly fleet had already entered the front of the Federal Army without any idea!

"It's the empire's airship! Everyone! Look for cover on the spot! Quick!"

Yevgeny shouted at the top of his lungs, and at the same time he pulled Alex, who had run over to the ground.

...

Nothing happened, and the dozens of airships did not drop bombs as Evgeny imagined. They had crossed over the heads of the vanguard troops and continued to advance towards the depths of the federal positions.

"...Is it a transport boat?" Yevgeny narrowed his eyes and tried his best to distinguish the models of those airships. At this time, the Federal Air Defense Forces had already discovered the traces of these airships. Anti-aircraft guns began to roar, and gorgeous flames continued to explode in the airship unit. Several airships hit by shells were burning, dragging the smoke like tails, and fell from the air to the ground obliquely.

"Huh... Fortunately, it's not a bomber..." The soldiers all got up from the ground and looked back at the Imperial fleet that was suffering from artillery fire.

"Boss... it seems that there is a... an airship hitting our position!"

...

...

Wearing a heavy power armor, he sat in the shaking airship cabin, Ash's thoughts were still in a slightly chaotic state. After he was taken to Fortress Togray, he had not even found the barracks of his troops, and he was hurriedly put on the armor and stuffed it into the airship.

"The Federal Army has begun to attack. The task of the direct armored troops is to airborne the rear of the enemy's front line and carry out a free raid. The key target is the enemy's command post and baggage transportation line. The combat lasts for an hour. After the raid is completed, everyone goes to the South Sixteenth District to assemble."

Even the combat orders were verbally informed by the mechanic with the rank of captain when he was helping him prepare his armor.

To put it nicely, it is called the assault force, but to put it badly, it is cannon fodder.

The entire Togras Fortress moved, like a giant machine that was finally activated. The interlaced passages were like complex pipes inside the machine. The running soldiers were the scorching steam rushing in the pipes. The trucks carrying supplies gathered into a long dragon at the door of the fortress, and the airships parked on the take-off and landing field took off one by one... Every gear in this machine was rotating rapidly, constantly accumulating strength for the about to explode.

This is the first time that Ash has worn military steam-powered armor. Although there were related courses in Huangquan Training Camp before, the basic model armor used to teach was to remove all weapons and armor. Both the control and performance are hugely different from the set Ash is wearing now.

This set of armor is an improved type of lion heart. Although it looks not much different from the lion heart from the outside, the general lion heart armor lasts only fifteen minutes. However, this improved type has been extended to a full three hours due to the addition of an ink crystal energy supply array, and the maximum output of the driving core has been increased by nearly 50%. At the same time, the load the pilot has to bear is much larger than that of ordinary lion hearts.

The mechanic told Ash that this set of armor also had an overload system similar to the armor of the Tang Empire. However, before Ash could ask how to turn on the overload mode, he was hung directly into the cabin of the airship by a large machine with the armor.

What the hell is going on... I spent such a big price to rescue myself, and then threw myself on the battlefield to be cannon fodder?

What is the motivation?

Ashes found that he could not understand the brain circuit of the Marshal named Alfonso, which was not in line with normal logic at all!

"boom!!"

The airship suddenly shaking violently, and the entire cabin began to tilt to one side. A slight sense of weightlessness came, and the power armors sitting side by side on the metal benches collided with each other, making a series of crisp sounds.

"The port side was shot! The airbag caught fire! We lost 65% of the buoyancy!"

"The height is falling and we are about to crash!"

Exclamations kept coming from the cockpit at the front end, and Ash couldn't help but tightly grasp the metal belt on his waist that used to fix the armor and seats.

The first time I stepped onto the front battlefield, would I have to die before I could succeed? I would have found an excuse to stay in the fortress before I knew it... I might be good if I jumped into the car and broke my leg...

"Three Three Five! Two Eight Five! Two Four Zero! The height is still decreasing! Open the hatch door! Everyone is ready!"

With a bang, the cabin door located at the rear of the airship cabin suddenly opened, and the cold wind mixed with the smell of gunpowder and sulfur suddenly poured in, making a whirring sound.

Due to the angle, you can't see the ground when you look out from the rear hatch. You can only see directly above them, another airship is burning in the air, and the huge airbag is almost a charred skeleton left...

"One,09! Eighty-five! It's too late to adjust your posture, and you can't pull down - sixty, fifty! Everyone! Jump and jump!"

A height of fifty meters, an ordinary person would be 100% broken into a pool of meat paste if he jumped down. However, for soldiers wearing power armor, at most, they would only have minor injuries such as cutting off a few bones.
Chapter completed!