From 800 meters away, the enemy Chimera Transport was still firing. It fired an entire basic load in one go—forty rounds—before finally stopping.
The Chimera Transport hit by forty Armor-Piercing Rounds was riddled with holes, from its frontal armor to its side armor.
The Chimera Transport, battered nearly to the point of falling apart, rolled another hundred meters before slowly coming to a stop and stalling.
After hesitating for a long while, the armored vehicle's rear hatch opened. The mechanized infantry squad leader, who had lost his lower body and had only his upper half left, let out agonized cries as he clawed at the mud with his hands and dragged himself more than ten meters away.
He desperately wanted to escape that armored vehicle, because its compartment was filled with the mangled remains of his comrades.
More than six hundred Chimera Transports were still fighting across the battlefield, charging and weaving as barrages flew everywhere.
Some Chimera Transports were destroyed by enemy Autocannons the instant the exchange of fire began.
Others were luckier. After reaching their positions, they successfully deployed their infantry.
Armed with Bullpup Lasguns, Plasma Guns, and rocket launchers, the infantry spread out in a fan-shaped formation, dropped to the ground to establish firing positions, and opened fire like mad.
With the infantry joining the battle, the battlefield became even crueler. The density of firepower increased, as did the number of enemy targets.
The surviving Chimera Transports switched to High-Explosive Rounds and slaughtered the scattered infantry across the great plain in waves.
A series of High-Explosive Rounds burst across the surface, and entire infantry squads never had the chance to rise again.
An infantry squad fired a blue Plasma bolt, blowing a Chimera Transport apart. Part of its armor melted into magma, and the crew and infantry