Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

Overseeing the mecha battle information, he reacted swiftly, "All mecha maintenance vehicles that are not currently tasked with emergency repairs on the primary mechas should immediately repair nearby repairable mechas, and must ensure their quickest return to combat readiness."

Sitting quietly in the back of the carriage, Bai E's gaze narrowed as he patted the shoulder of the driver in the front row, "Let's go."

The driver was slightly startled, "Go where?"

Bai E pointed straight at a mecha in the midst of the insect swarm that had suffered minor malfunctions due to being surrounded by bugs and having its wiring damaged.

Mechas that returned from severe damage repairs could only regain basic mobility to preserve the mecha's core, while those that returned from minor damage repairs could rejoin the frontline battle immediately.

In this battle, if humanity wanted to win, they couldn't just think about preserving assets; they must ensure the assault was the most pressing need of humanity at the moment.

Looking at the dense swarm of bugs in front of him, the bugs that were blocked by the main combat units were showing their claws and teeth, causing the driver to feel a chill.

Just skirting the edge of the combat line had already drained all his courage, and now he was asked to charge into it...

"Are we really going?"

There were clearly two damaged mechas behind them too...

Bai E ignored him and simply gave a final command, "I'll clear the way for you, just rush over!"

As he spoke, he picked up a machine gun that a teammate wasn't using, and his whole body flipped out of the opened car window.

Standing high atop the carriage, looking at the overwhelming sea of bugs, Bai E felt a surge of emotion.

The last time he faced the swarm of bugs, he was just a piece of driftwood in a chaotic world, relying mostly on luck to survive.

But now, this piece of driftwood that appeared inexplicably in this world had acquired the capital to declare war on this world.

["Gun Fighting Skill," activate!]

"Bang bang!" Stomping his feet on the roof of the vehicle, Bai E urged the driver to move faster.

The driver and his companion in the co-driver's seat exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and then slammed down hard on the accelerator.

"Vroom!"

The wheels kicked up dust and sand as they instantly headed towards the battle lines.

"Dadadadada!"

An endless stream of bullets flipped over every bug in their path, and even the mantis bugs, once seen as undefeatable in the eyes of individual soldiers, were turned into sieves under Bai E's barrage of bullets.

As the power of Spiritual Energy grew stronger, the overflowing energy naturally attached itself to the high-speed bullets, adding more Spiritual Energy damage and impact to the ordinary machine gun rounds.

Watching a mantis bug in front with its scythe-like arms spread open as if adopting a hunting posture, the driver pounding on the throttle went blank with fear.

Extreme terror made it difficult for him to even dodge, but in the next moment, the seemingly invincible mantis bug stiffened and fell to the ground, easily crushed under the rolling wheels.

The driver, realizing only later, "saw" that a moment before the vehicle arrived, a series of bullets had torn through the chitinous shell on the mantis bug's back, with broken shell and bodily fluids splattering and flesh flying everywhere.

"Boom!"

The maintenance vehicle bounced high after running over the mantis bug's corpse and then crashed down heavily.

The intense vibration brought the two mech serfs inside back from their extreme state of mental tension, recalling the genuine sense of security that Bai could bring.

The rumors in the military districts were deeply ingrained; Bai, the War God who could single-handedly traverse massive enemy formations of bugs, beastmen, and intelligent machines, was an existence akin to a war deity.

Sitting in the same vehicle as such a character, even if they were to charge directly into the heart of a bug nest, they could probably come back in one piece, right?

The boundless fear instantly turned into unwavering faith under extreme conditions, as if there were always a dazzling sun shining brightly overhead.

["Lucky Strike" energy charge +10.]

"Cover the mech serf maintenance vehicle!" The main combat unit's command system also issued a synchronized order.

Mech serf maintenance vehicles were an oddity on the battlefield; the huge mechanical arms mounted on the large rear carriages for mecha repairs drew significant attention, and all nearby soldiers could spot the presence of such distinctive vehicles immediately.

"Cover our allies!" A special forces squad leader, mindful of the order, drove a recently rescued multi-functional infantry combat vehicle, planning to break into the bug nest before that incoming maintenance vehicle to clear the way for it.

However, a large shadow whizzed by, and after the roar of the engine, only the dust and sand left swirling in its wake remained.

The special forces team leader, who had stomped on the accelerator but failed to charge into the sea of bugs before the repair vehicle, could only watch the vehicle drive into certain doom with a sorrowful expression, "What's the rush? Eager to court death?"

However, in front of the repair vehicle, the endless sea of bugs seemed to be welcoming their king, as all the creatures along its path were stiffly falling before it, their corpses carpeting the ground.

"Dada dada dada!"

It was only after the distinctive sound of gunfire reached the special forces team leader's ears and the vehicle had traveled some distance that he saw a warrior standing atop the repair vehicle, wielding dual guns and dressed in a mech servant uniform.

...

???

Since when have such fierce warriors been put into the mech servant ranks?

Am I hallucinating, or have the leaders' brains been chewed on by the bugs?

Shaking his head, the special forces team leader watched the repair vehicle burrow deeper into the sea of bugs, the bloody path it had made slowly being overwhelmed by the surging, clawing insects.

"Well..."

The special forces team leader gave a self-mocking smile and communicated helplessly with his team members through the voice comm.

...we're not needed.

While the main combat units were making a laborious advance on the front lines, a repair vehicle from the mech servant brigade had charged in.

Perhaps it was worth considering swapping their combat objectives?

...

Sitting in the command vehicle at the rear, a group of officers watched the live footage of the battlefield with solemn expressions.

The atmosphere inside the vehicle was as heavy as ink, and almost no one dared to break the dead silence.

Eventually, someone couldn't suppress their concern, "We can't make any progress..."

"We're performing worse than last time..."

At the rear of the human battlefield, under the intermittent attacks from both the sandworms and the newly emerged thunder beasts, the area had become riddled with holes.

The front lines were still holding up fairly well, but the middle and rear were close to being shattered.

The still-mysterious overlord had yet to show itself, and the mere presence of the thunder beasts had already proven to be an immense challenge for the human army.

The highly anticipated Mech Armored Corps had failed to become the swift breakthrough blade on the battlefield.

"There's no helping it, they're all new recruits."

To quickly restore the ranks, the selection criteria for regular mech pilots had indeed been lowered.

Although the numbers had barely returned to previous levels, in terms of both skill and experience, these regular mech pilots were definitely less reliable than the last batch.

Even breaking through the bug sea had become a problem for them, let alone charging forward to face the thunder beasts and beheading them.

"Why don't we send in the people from the Mechanical Court?" someone suggested.

But the idea was immediately countered, "No! They're our last trump card, specifically here to deal with the overlord. If we send them in now and something unexpected happens, we'll be at a loss when it comes to facing the overlord at the last moment. It would be a pity. It's not the final hour yet; we can still trust Hamilton's mech pilots for a while longer!"

"But..."

Looking at the mechas struggling in the sea of bugs on the screen, many officers remained silent.

Without getting past the sea of bugs, how could they even begin to tackle the thunder beasts?

If they didn't take down the thunder beasts soon, the rear of the human formations would be almost blown to pieces.

"Look! Some mechas are starting to break through!"

Suddenly, an officer excitedly pointed at one of the blurry screens.

"It seems like our Mech Armored Corps pilots are getting the hang of the battlefield rhythm."

"But why do I see a little black dot in front of the mecha... What is that?"