My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 362 - 307: Super Iron Curtain Is a Pig_2

Yes, you heard right, when these Fearless Mechas went to the frontline, the Emperor himself came to reward these robots with cakes made of carbs and cream!

Xue Dili felt a bit bewildered just thinking about it, the Empire is doomed.

Even though, in the Emperor’s eyes, it was already full of sincerity, personally delivering the cake to the frontline mecha, but this operation...

Xue Dili felt it would be better to just put Liu Chan there, even if it were A Dou on the throne, it wouldn’t be such a blunder!

Thinking of this, Xue Dili shook his head, and suddenly didn’t want to think about these trivial matters anymore.

At this moment, the Fearless Mecha in the Consciousness Space had already welded two tracks onto itself, now possessing some mobility.

Xue Dili left it alone and entered into sleep.

...

In a rare moment of falling into a dream again, the dream was a swarm of insects covering the sky, memories of the Fearless Mecha.

Youths can even dream of a war with the Cyber Insect Race?

Xue Dili certainly felt this way, but at the moment, each different numbered mecha was fully prepared by his side, ready to face the swarm’s assault head-on.

The swarm attacked, covering the sky, as the Fearless soldiers set up large shields several centimeters thick one by one, the flamethrowers in their hands turning into a sea of flames, reducing the incoming insects to protein, alongside the ground outside the shields turning to glass.

It was clear that when truly facing the monsters of this iron flood, the insects felt utterly helpless, even though, for them, no matter how great the sacrifice was no problem, because the enemies they killed could become their own kind, so often on the planets invaded by the Insect Race, the more they fought, the more of them there were.

But here, the insects were just the opposite, warring against them were these cold iron creations, it took dozens of their swarm to possibly bring down a single mecha, but even if they did take down a mecha, it was a pure loss, because the mechas’ only purpose was to dismantle their nests.

Furthermore, this group of Fearless Mechas truly lived up to their name, any creature would fear and dread, morale dropping in front of the swarm, but not for the mechas, they faithfully executed extermination missions, acting in a standard kill mode.

Meanwhile, the insects continued to suffer losses, and behind the Empire, tens of thousands of mechas were being rapidly manufactured daily to reach the frontline, this production capability stunning the insects.

However, for the mechas at the first frontline against the insects, all sorts of battle damage often occurred.

At that moment, a giant insect nearly a hundred meters tall burst from the ground, dragging 5332 underground, and during the battle with the mechas, the insects learned to first attack their cameras.

Because this was not only their primary visual area, but also where the Machine Soul Array was located.

Yet this time, the good buddy beside him immediately stepped in to help 5332 block the attack, and directly stuffed an Explosive Flame Bomb into the insect’s mouth, then fired, turning the entire insect to ashes.

"Thanks, brother, otherwise I would’ve been dead." said 5332.

Standing beside him was Mecha number 9119, pulling 5332 up from the pit, saying, "No worries, brother, we’re all fighting for the Empire!"

The two mechas formed a shield array back to back, entrusting their backs to each other, while their flamethrowers melted away all the insect swarms.

However, the dream seemed to end at this point, and in the next moment, 5332 was in a fog, but this time his enemies were no longer insects, but other mechas.

In the fog, a hook claw suddenly shot out in a sneak attack, grabbing onto its camera, and under the immense force of the hook claw, ripped 5332’s "eye" completely out of the body as if the whole mecha instantly lost its soul.

The eye that fell to the ground lifted its gaze, struggling to look at the mecha that threw the hook claw.

"Number 9119... brother, brother..." 5332, in the end, saw the enemy’s number through the loudspeaker, saying in disbelief.

"Click!"

The final view was of that 9119 mecha’s big foot stepping on the eye.

The dream completely ended at this moment.

Xue Dili couldn’t help but lament, those comrades who once entrusted each other’s backs on the Insect Race battlefield, reuniting after the war, with no exchange of pleasantries, no greetings, but swords drawn against each other.

And their first move was lethal, cutting off communication, and sneaking to finish off the eyes right after tearing them down to ensure destruction.

It was truly ruthless.

Xue Dili actually suddenly became interested in what exactly the rebels went through after the war that they became like this.

This group of rebel numbers was quite familiar, not just 9119, many others as well were former comrades, yet they all defected and used the harshest means to kill their former comrades.

"Really... the colony’s conflicts didn’t destroy the Empire, the Insect Race invasions from beyond the realm didn’t destroy the Empire, but instead, it was this group of mechas, originally supposed to defend the home country, that almost destroyed the Empire..." Xue Dili sighed.

Otherwise, why say the current Emperor of the Empire is a fool, even if you want to keep a low profile, you shouldn’t say it outright, this batch of mechas just off the Insect Race frontline was very much like humans, they were merely magical lives.