Those Who Cross the Line, Die

Who was that!?

That voice had not come through any voice channel at all. It had echoed directly throughout this entire space.

The Federation soldiers, tears streaming down their faces as they recited their military oath, stared in shock at the mech above them.

Gun Knight II...

It was one of theirs!

Someone had come to rescue them.

On the other side, as those words fell, the Imperial Army soldiers searching for their target suddenly spotted a mech of the same model on the canyon wall. Yet the aura this machine radiated far surpassed that of its companion.

Especially after seeing the Fire Lizard mech abruptly pierced through by the Plasma Javelin, they could not help but reevaluate this mech's strength.

Inside the two nearly scrapped mechs, Jerome, who had already prepared himself for death, suddenly opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief, "Private!"

From beginning to end, his guess had been wrong!

No matter what, he had never imagined that Mu Fan's words about not giving up hope would come true in such a way.

When they had fallen into a desperate situation, a mech had descended from the heavens and appeared before them.

A scene that could only exist in light-and-shadow stories was happening right before his eyes, constantly reminding him that he was the one being rescued.

"Major."

This time, Mu Fan's voice came through the communication channel.

After confirming that the voice was real, Jerome felt a faint sense of relief. But the next moment, fury and alarm surged through him.

Only then did he realize that even if one of their mechs had appeared, its pitiful strength would be no more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot, merely adding another achievement to the enemy's record.

"Who told you to come here!? Why