Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“F*ck, useless scum! Finish off that silver guy first! Open fire!”
Countless sniper barrels trained on the silver mech in the sky. A dense hail of bullets flew out.
The silver mech opened its wings, and a hurricane appeared. The bullets flew towards it.
But after a stir, the wall of wind disappeared. The bullets fell like rain.
Seeing this scene, the giants went even crazier.
Rara Durai crawled out from the armor and picked up the broadsword. With a ferocious roar, he charged.
HOOTA…
HOOTA…
HOOTA…
Before too long, the entire battlefield had just one sound. As long as the silver figure was present, the Tita giants were filled with unlimited strength, as though immortal.
When fighting for the Tita god, one died with no regrets.
Kill~~~~~~~
Mu Lei’s cigar fell to the ground. Damn, more than half of the Tita people were already dead or wounded. This was not the problem. The problem was that a third of the space troops had also suffered. This bunch of damned barbarians seemed like they had all been injected with 100 shots of adrenaline each. This was meaningless. It was clear that if they continued to fight, even if the Tita people all perished, his own army would be completely dead as well.
Most of all, humans were not barbarians. Once the dead and wounded exceeded a limit, they would crumble. In one place, a giant wearing broken armor was cleaving crazily at a squad who did not dare to respond.
Withdraw or not?
Mu Lei himself could not decide. He would never have even dreamed that this would happen. He was unsure, waiting on reports, waiting for his command post to reply. But the battle did not stop.
The sounds of killing rang out. Countless Tita people wielded primitive weapons and rushed over on the backs of the strange beasts unique to Tita star. That eye-catching silver figure was the shore of their lives.
Whether old or infirmed, all the Tita people charged forward without care.
Mu Sen sat quietly. This was the Tita people’s last battle. They would either live free or die. Tita people needed no way out.
Mu Lei was shocked. These d*mned barbarians had actually not withdrawn. They had only been hiding in the mountains. Weaponless humans, no matter how many, were useless… but giants were different!
Like a river, the giants streamed out.
At this time, they could not escape even if they wanted to. Faced with crazed giants, even sturdy mecha were shattered.
The moment a mech fell, 10 giants would pounce over, reducing it to metal scrap with stones, fists, and skull.
The subsequent battle was one-sided. With numbers, even ants would bite an elephant to death. Especially angry ants the size of a millstone.
The Tita people would not accept surrender. It was like they did not know how to!
On the warship, everyone was shocked by the turn of events.
“This bunch… they dare to violate international conventions…”a female general said in shock.
But there was no reply. Was she crazy? They were the invaders. How many Tita people had lost lives and homes because of them? At that moment, where were the international conventions?
Wang Zheng could see all that was happening. He knew that they had won. They silver mech was fading. From the shrine, the absorbed energy was dissipating. Just before the skeleton would be revealed, the mech vanished.
Wang Zheng fell from the skies. But it was worth it.
Fall to his death?
No. Below were countless giants. Even if the planet was destroyed, they would let no harm come to Wang Zheng. They were willing to exchange their lives to see even a hair of Wang Zheng’s head safe.
The battle had ended. 160,000 Diweng and Jiro allied troops had perished, with not a single one left. All around were mecha remains. Tita Star’s horizon, once bright and blue, was ashen gray.
The Tita people had taken heavy casualties, but their eyes were free of fear.
If they wanted war, they would have it!
Tita Star was flooded with corpses of the Tita people who did not make it.
When the last enemy fell, countless Tita people stood up with their hands raised.
HOOTA~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the midst of the battlefield, countless giants were ringing around seamlessly. Rara Durai bore Wang Zheng aloft in his hands. The giants respectfully prostrated on the ground.
This was their Ada, their father and god.
Rara Durai knew that no matter what, Ada would never abandon them.
In space, those on board the ship were stunned. Space weapons were useless. The energy cannons would dissipate when entering Tita’s atmosphere; otherwise, Mu Lei would have acted already.
It was over now.
Suddenly, the screen flashed. A general, plastered with stars, appeared.
“General Mu Lei, you’ve led an unauthorized attack on Tita Star and violated the peace agreement of the Milky Way Alliance. You’ve caused countless casualties. Prepare yourself for martial court. Ask your family to pray for you.”
Shing…
The screen shut without giving Mu Lei a chance to speak.
Mu Lei sat down feebly. He was not surprised at this scene. He had become the scapegoat. Those last words were a threat for him to behave and die well. If not, his whole family would die.
This was politics. Someone had to bear the burden. But this burden was enormous. Could he lift it alone?
Mu Lei laughed bitterly. It was all over. Martial court? He was not that much of a disgrace. A general had to act accordingly.
Mu Lei pulled out a silenced revolver which he favored. He put it in his mouth.
Ping…
Elite Academy X.
Luo Er did not know how to console Ai Xiaolu. At this moment, she could only accompany her quietly, and wait for her to gather her spirits. If she shocked her now, she might very well suffer emotional damage.
But at this time, the Skylink rang again.
Luo Er looked down out of habit. An expression of disbelief emerged on her face. With a sweep of her hand, the news appeared in front of Ai Xiaolu.
“Xiaolu, don’t be too quick to grieve. Things have changed.”
News – the allied troops had completely perished. The invasion plan had failed.
Color came back to Ai Xiaolu’s dead expression. “Wang Zheng? Any news?”
Luo Er shook her head, but smiled. “Wang Zheng’s a tough one. How could he die so easily? Since the Tita people won, then I feel that we should wait for more concrete news. Besides, we should be getting busy now!”
Ai Xiaolu chewed on it and stood up. “I want to make them pay!”
Both girls exchanged a look. This was unquestionably one of those times when politics and economics would unite.
The ship members had scattered, the faster the better. The longer they stayed, the more things would change. This world would never be short of thrown stones at those who were down. A cruel world awaited them.
This news could not be stopped. The first to act was the Solar System Federation. Originally, Ye Bingwen was the point army. Suddenly, because of the clear coast, the Solar System had suddenly affirmed their position, and closely following was actually Hail Cloud Alliance and Lya Sphinx, the two superpowers.
Suddenly, everyone understood. When had the Solar System formed an alliance with Hail Cloud Alliance and Lya Sphinx?
These were permanent member states. The threat was a huge bomb. If it had been a simple regional dispute form the start, then it had escalated to something that the Council had to discuss.
It had also become an opportunity for these mid-tier countries to express themselves strongly. In recent years, Aslan and Arbiter had been too influential.
And the first to respond were the peace organizations. Innumerable people celebrated the victory of the Tita people. The weak had triumphed over the strong. This victory signaled peace in the galaxy for the next decade.
Of course, calls to apprehend the villain rose wave after wave. The peace groups and large waves of media requested to enter Tita Star. They wanted to report the aftermath of the war, to spread awareness of the crimes after the war.
All of this was no longer Wang Zheng’s concern.
As Wang Zheng returned to the presidential palace, countless Tita people trailed behind, unwilling to let him go.
