In the helmet's display, a virtual window suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Albert Research Team members.
From the footage transmitted back by the high-altitude Peregrine drone, three heavy helicopters were approaching the battlefield in a triangular formation. The image zoomed in and scanned; the three helicopters were identified as A-24 attack helicopters from the Aztec Republic.
"Whir, whir, whir..."
A distance of a thousand meters was covered in mere moments by the attack helicopters. The sound of their high-speed rotating rotors soon reached Captain Elijah's ears.
"Damn it!"
"All units be careful, it's the Northern Alliance's helicopters!"
The Captain yelled loudly, immediately preparing to turn and take cover, but he paused as he stood up and looked at the metal monsters.
"Whoosh!"
"Boom!"
From the same high-altitude Peregrine drone, a small Sparrow missile was launched, flying hundreds of meters and scoring a direct hit on the lead attack helicopter that was about to fire its own missile.
It exploded with a roar, turning into aerial fireworks.
The other two attack helicopters reacted quickly, immediately firing missiles at the ground forces ahead.
"Rumble..."
The missiles struck the ground where the Albert Research Team stood, causing violent explosions. Accompanied by a shockwave spreading outwards, the Elijah Army soldiers all hit the ground.
When they looked up again, they saw ropes being thrown from the remaining two helicopters, and fully armed soldiers descending from the sky.
"No!"
"These aren't Northern Alliance soldiers! These are personnel from the Edemy military!"
The Captain immediately recognized them. This speed and performance were definitely not something those scrubs from the Northern Alliance could possess; this was undoubtedly an elite unit from the Edemy Army.
"Puff, puff..."
Suddenly, two soldiers who were sliding down the ropes shuddered, their fingers released, and they plummeted to the ground.
"Swish, swish..."
The other ten soldiers were immediately shot in the head upon landing, falling silently.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the soldiers who descended from the two helicopters were dead. Only twelve soldiers remained in the helicopters, not daring to rope down, and aimed their weapons at the armored forces slowly emerging from the smoke.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The machine guns on the two attack helicopters aimed at the ground armored forces and fired a powerful barrage, causing the ground to crack and dust to fly.
"Fuck! What are these things?!"
A captain saw their enemies through his scope, the power armors casually walking out of the explosion, utterly astonished.
Are you kidding me!?
The power of a 12.7mm machine gun, completely useless against these monstrous things!?
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
The Captain immediately ordered a retreat!
They were only ordered to provide support, not to sacrifice their lives. Their lives were far more valuable than those of the Northern Alliance.
This was just one part of the battlefield; they didn't necessarily have to make this a breakthrough point.
Moreover, in this situation, he had to report the information to his superiors.
Otherwise, the Northern Alliance would suffer a great loss.
"Rumble!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, a helicopter beside him instantly turned into a ball of flames. The helicopter, struck by a missile, spiraled down towards the ground.
"It was the missile from just now!"
"Where on earth was it fired from!?"
The Captain looked in the direction the missile was fired with a horrified expression, but he couldn't see any similar aerial armaments.
With the Peregrine drone's size, speed, and quietness, as long as they weren't directly seen by the enemy from the front, they possessed extremely strong stealth capabilities. They could not only provide various reconnaissance perspectives for the power armor units but also perform stealth assassinations.
"Whoosh!"
"Boom!"
Another "Sparrow" missile, accurately hitting the remaining attack helicopter, turning it into aerial fireworks that plummeted to the ground.
"This..."
The Elijah Army Captain stood up, his face blank as he gazed at the completely silent battlefield ahead, deeply shaken.
Was this still a battlefield?
It was a complete one-sided massacre.
The Captain looked at the steel monsters, feeling a sense of despair.
The enemy was unknown. If they had to face such monsters, they could only be treated like fish on a chopping block, massacred and butchered.
There was simply no chance of victory.
"Don't attack, they're our people."
At this moment, the deep voice of General Elijah sounded in the Captain's radio.
"They are reinforcements."
General Elijah's single sentence left the Captain in a state of uncertainty, but the next sentence made him snap out of it.
"Reinforcements!?"
The Captain was inwardly astonished. The reinforcements he had imagined were merely troops from the Domingo military district, like themselves, or support General Elijah had found from outside.
But he had never expected that the so-called reinforcements were this mysterious metallic monster unit.
Currently, he could only think that these metallic monsters could absolutely not be deployed by the Northern Alliance or the Aztec government. Not even the V5 necessarily had such equipment.
If the Edemy United States had such equipment, they would have long dominated the Euribian continent, leaving no room for warlords like them.
"Hiss..."
Thinking this, the Captain sucked in a cold breath. A mysterious armored unit, military weapons and equipment far superior to any nation's. When did General Elijah acquire such a background?
"Thump... Thump..."
Heavy footsteps echoed. The Captain's eyes widened as he saw figures flickering in the smoke, gradually emerging from the smoke-filled battlefield.
Two of them turned around, completely encased in metal. Their triangular mechanical helmets had red electronic eyes blinking in the eye sockets. After just one glance at them, they turned their heads back.
From their appearance until the end of the battle, they didn't utter a single word. He wondered if there were even people inside.
"Uh... hey." The Captain, seeing that none of them spoke, decided to greet them first. "I am Helms of the Elijah Army. Are you General Elijah's people?"
...
But unfortunately, this armored unit remained standing in place, giving no response to his greeting.
Helms considered his "humble" greeting. These guys didn't even acknowledge him, which made him frown. But then he saw the red lights blinking in their eye areas and immediately suppressed his displeasure.
"Damn it, I relaxed psychologically when I knew they were reinforcements."
Helms turned around, feeling inwardly alarmed.
In that instant, he had actually placed them on an equal footing with himself just because they were "their own," a subconscious shift in status that almost cost him his life.
He had to remember that these people were monsters who had wiped out hundreds of people, three attack helicopters, and an Edemy elite unit in an instant.
Fortunately, he stopped himself in time and didn't make a fool of himself.
"Captain, how are things?"
A non-commissioned officer ran up, asking in a low voice.
"Clearly, these arrogant gentlemen don't put us in their eyes at all."
Captain Helms turned and walked towards the center of the battlefield. His soldiers had already left the village, running to the area that was the enemy's position moments ago, stripping various weapons and equipment from the dead Northern Alliance soldiers.
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