"Here, sir!"
"Take the Vanguard Camp and fifty Goliath Battle Armors. Force a breakthrough three kilometers deep and tear this swamp apart! I want every last one of those cowards flushed out of hiding!"
"Yes, sir!"
With his orders received, Gu Jian let out an excited roar. He personally piloted a command-type Mecha, leading his steel legion headfirst into the green mist.
The Mechas' searchlights could only cut through a few meters of the miasma. Their tracks rumbled dully as they ground through the mud.
Everything was eerily quiet.
Suddenly, the ground gave way beneath the lead Goliath Mecha. Its massive, ten-meter-tall frame lurched, sinking halfway into quicksand.
"Unit One is under attack!"
The pilot had barely cried out the warning when a chorus of sharp whistles, WHOOSH, echoed from all directions.
