Boom!
The fierce explosion and the flames erupting from the towering mech's body stood out starkly beneath the gray sky.
"Janris!"
Major Jerome's eyes nearly split with rage at the sight.
Janris Como. Compared to being called Captain Janris like everyone else did, he preferred the name Como Brothers. The two had been comrades in the same unit since arriving on Planet E75. Over the past two years, some had died and some had left. Como was one of the few old comrades he had left.
And now, right before his eyes, five Gauss Rifles had punched straight through the cockpit.
A spray of bloody mist and fragments burst outward.
"Damn it!"
Inside the cockpit, Jerome nearly crushed his teeth from clenching them so hard.
The five mecha had launched a coordinated assault, only to be ambushed at the very start.
Under these circumstances, the converging tactic Jerome had devised at the outset was immediately crippled.
If they continued attacking according to the original plan, the enemy mecha would likely pick them off one by one.
"Sixth-generation Gador Empire Stinging Bee mecha... These aren't mecha that the Imperial Army's 33rd War Zone should have. Their mecha should be the close-combat Twilight Walkers!"
Beside Mu Fan, Ban Deng adjusted his goggles and muttered to himself.
As the company's part-time mechanical technician, he knew exactly what model the enemy mecha were. Yet the five pale-red shooting mecha that had revealed themselves left him deeply confused.
"Clearly, this time the attackers aren't just the Imperial Army from the 33rd War Zone," Mu Fan said quietly beside him.
Ban Deng looked over at Mu Fan in shock. The implications behind those words were terrifying enough.
"You mean the Imperial Army's other war zones have joined forces to break through here!? Right, that's the only