Unlimited Ambition

"Just you wait, witch! I'll prove it to you! I'm a hundred times better than that kid who relies on his family's wealth!" The sister-obsessed girl lying on the ground grumbled.

CC rolled her eyes and didn't say anything. Inwardly, however, she chuckled, "That's exactly what I wanted. Otherwise, that kid would have defeated me in no time. That would have put me in a difficult position too."

So, after working day and night to plan, the sister-obsessed guy finally came up with this plan.

A heinous and inhumane plan.

However, this brother-complex guy didn't care about all that. Perhaps he didn't care how many people died. After all, the vast majority were Japanese. Weren't they fighting for the independence of their country and nation? Such a good opportunity to sacrifice themselves should be seized.

Thus began the Battle of Narita-Senkaku.

The battle initially went very smoothly. Those Japanese soldiers, like stray dogs, were completely unable to withstand Cornelia's elite troops. They suffered a steady retreat. At this rate, it was only a matter of time before they were wiped out.

I'm so bored. I was just looking for something to kill time. I didn't expect these Japanese soldiers to be so weak. It shouldn't be like this. Don't they have that lieutenant colonel known as "Miracle Todo"? They shouldn't be this cowardly.

Unbeknownst to me, Cornelia had inadvertently chosen an auspicious day. That junior lieutenant colonel had been dispatched to Kyoto to collect aid these past few days; he wasn't here. Otherwise, even with Cornelia's abilities, she couldn't have achieved victory so easily.

Seeing the enemy crumble like a tumbleweed, Cornelia was filled with righteous indignation. No longer able to restrain herself, she ignored Darudon's advice and decided to personally go to the front lines to join the battle.

Do as you please. Anyway, there shouldn't be any enemies left on the front lines by now. I don't care. I can't help but laugh at how nervous everyone else looks. Especially Guildford, who's usually so cold and aloof. But he went crazy over this.

"Maybe this kid is actually hoping something bad will happen so he can play the hero and save the day," I thought maliciously. Then I looked at their Guard's specially made Gloucester-type mechs. Then I looked at my own Killer Wolf. My confidence instantly surged.

As I had imagined, by the time I arrived at the front lines, the battle was nearing its end. Only a small number of Japanese resistance fighters remained.

"What... How boring." Cornelia was somewhat dissatisfied. After all, she had come all this way with great enthusiasm, only to find that all the enemies were dead. There was nothing she could do. Anyone would feel resentful.

If before it was just suspicion, now it's certain. If there truly is a god, she must be a person with a twisted sense of humor. Under the rule of this god with a twisted sense of humor, no matter who you are or what your status is, you must learn to watch your mouth. Otherwise, you'll end up like Cornelia.

...Just as Cornelia was saying she was bored, a sudden change occurred! On the military radar, the cursors of countless mechs representing the Britannian army instantly changed, with the vast majority now showing an "X." If I'm not mistaken, there's only one explanation for this—they were killed in action.

"How could this happen?! What happened?!" This wasn't the only question posed. Most people wouldn't be able to remain calm in a situation like this. Unfortunately, if there was one person who could remain calm, it was me.

The phrase "unfazed even if Mount Tai collapses before me" perfectly describes me.

"Calm down! Don't panic!" I shouted through the mech's public communication system.

Nobody paid any attention to me.

Damn it, that's the downside of playing away. Those Breton soldiers are fanatical bastards. They're Cornelians in life and in death. As for Cao Mengde? Who does he think he is?

Just then, I finally understood what it was that wiped out thousands of mechs in one fell swoop.

The raging mudslide swept towards the Guards with unparalleled force and a speed of ten meters per second. It cut through everything in its path, leaving no stone unturned. The Guards mechs at the forefront, unable to react in time, were swallowed up without even a ripple.

That's ruthless. My heart skipped a beat. There are such heartless individuals among the enemy. Just how cruel must one be to act in such a way, disregarding friend and foe, utterly indifferent to civilians? Hundreds of thousands of lives are lost in the Narita Mountains! Those were all civilians! Innocent lives completely unrelated to this war!

For a moment, I experienced an unparalleled sense of superiority.

Ah, so I'm not all that bad after all. At least for this moment, I believe I'm on the side of justice.

Feels good, hehehehehe.

"Get out of the way!" I didn't care about anyone else, but I had to save Cornelia. The transformable glider on the back of my Killer Wolf mech extended, and I grabbed Cornelia's mech and leaped into the air, flying a short distance. Then I found a high spot and landed.

The others weren't so lucky. Even with exceptional piloting skills, no one could escape unscathed from the force of nature. Almost all two hundred mechs of the Guard were destroyed in the disaster. Only the Guard Captain Guilford (why don't you just die?), and a few squad leaders survived, their mechs riddled with damage. Their combat capabilities were reduced by at least half.

Cornelia, still reeling from the shock, stared at the heavy losses her troops had suffered on the radar. Enraged, she roared, "All units! Report the casualty figures!"

The Governor's decree has been issued. It's not something I, an outsider, can compare to. The survivors, still able to speak, shouted it out one by one. Listening to the report on the public channel, I couldn't help but sigh softly.

What a failure. Two hundred thousand troops, five thousand mechs. Gone in the blink of an eye. Hmph…

At this moment, Lieutenant Colonel Todo, who had escaped the calamity while away from Brittany, and his four adjutants were just as alarmed as the Brittany side.

"Resistance forces, our base is gone! Aaaaaaah!!" The adjutant named Senba couldn't help but shout!

"Sir, what should we do?" Asahina, who was usually quite calm, had a changed tone in his voice at this moment.

Todo was equally shocked. However, looking at his subordinate's expectant face, he forced himself to calm down.

"Don't panic! This might be the headquarters' strategy. After all, it's difficult to fight against the Britannian regular army with just ordinary strategies. In that case, we might as well go all out and defeat our opponents with this suicidal tactic."

After listening to Toudou's analysis, the four adjutants calmed down and realized that their superior made sense.

However, Todo himself knew that this strategy couldn't have come up with by those rigid-minded officers at headquarters. "Who on earth is it? How could they have such audacity... I just don't know if they're an enemy or a friend."

Toudou hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Don't stand still! Even with such a clever tactic, many Britannian soldiers will remain. Headquarters needs our support! Four Holy Swords, follow me!"

"Oh!" the one known as the Four Holy Swords responded enthusiastically. The five immediately took out their newly acquired mechs. Led by Toudou, they advanced instead of retreating, speeding towards the Narita mountain range.

Chapter Sixteen: Kill the Wolf

The Black Knights are doing the same thing as the Toudou Five.

Under the command of the sister-obsessed leader, the Knights successfully acquired a batch of Britannia's Sarandian mechs. Utilizing the mechs' built-in radar systems, they advanced towards Cornelia.

At this moment, Cornelia was already considering retreating. She hadn't expected the Japanese resistance to resort to such a suicidal tactic. But then again, considering how the Japanese always shouted about "dying for the sake of the virtuous," it wasn't so surprising that they would do something like this.

Cornelia thought so.

Since the enemy has devised such a strategy, they must have made further deductions. Their long-lurking ambush should now be ready to be unleashed.

At this moment, the appearance of the Toudou Five and the Black Knights strengthened Cornelia's confidence in her judgment.

Under such circumstances, our own army has suffered heavy losses and a major upheaval, causing its morale to waver. If ambushed by enemy forces, we will undoubtedly suffer a crushing defeat. Therefore, retreating and regrouping is the best course of action.

Cornelia, after all, was a soldier. With this thought in mind, she made a decisive move: "All units disperse and retreat! Meet at the nearest military base!" After saying this, she left with the few remaining members of her personal guard, the cats and dogs.

Hey, I saved your life, why aren't you even thanking me?

I swallowed back the words that were almost out of my mouth. That young woman (again, she's ten years older than you) wanted to show off to her fiancé. But she'd been completely humiliated. Two hundred thousand soldiers who had followed her on her campaigns had died in an instant. It's normal to be so heartbroken that you don't want to talk.

Once I get home, I'll lend her my shoulder. I thought to myself, as I piloted the Killer Wolf and followed. Just then, several Sarand-type mechs suddenly appeared on the monitor. Judging by their paint scheme, they were probably from the Britannian army.

However, there are far too many suspicious points.

First, after the previous mudslide, only a few of the most skilled pilots in the Guard survived the natural disaster, and all of them were injured. However, these few grunts piloting mass-produced mechs appeared to be unharmed.

Secondly, Cornelia is here. It's clear from the radar. If they really were Britannian soldiers, they should at least show some kind of response. But these guys remained completely silent.

Hmm, the enemy? They didn't attack immediately. Could there be an ambush?

In the next moment, I made my decision. But I didn't immediately tell Cornelia. I was still fantasizing about playing the hero again, preferably with me covering her retreat so she could escape first. That would definitely increase her favorability.

With that in mind, I sneered and pretended not to care, continuing to follow the mech in front of me.

Sure enough, several more Sarand mechs appeared on the road ahead, blocking Cornelia's path.

"Which unit are you from? Follow me and retreat with me." Unfortunately, Cornelia, that silly girl, couldn't see such an obvious flaw. She thought the people on the other side were her own.

After hearing Cornelia's words, several Sarands slowly made way for her and moved backward.

"Yes, it's time." I carefully observed their movements and, just before they were about to make their move, shouted through the communicator, "Cornelia, watch out! Something's wrong with these guys!"

Almost simultaneously, the Sarand mechs launched an attack, their standard automatic rifles sweeping across the battlefield, completely obliterating several of the Guards' already crippled mechs. Meanwhile, dozens more Sarand mechs of the same model surged out from both sides of the road.

At the same time, the mech following behind also made a move, its tactical alloy saber stabbing at my vehicle.

court death.

I scoffed inwardly. The powerful thrusters on the back of my mech activated instantly, surpassing the sound barrier in a flash. I dodged the attack. At the same time, I spun around and delivered a whip kick to the cockpit of another mech, pulverizing the unfortunate fellow along with his mech.

Before the other enemy could react, a particle vibration blade, gleaming with silver light and resembling the Heaven Sword, pierced through the mech without any resistance. The blade's tip, far too large for a human body, cleaved the pilot in two from the cockpit.

In contrast, Guilford and Cornelia were in dire straits under the siege of dozens of Sarand mechs. Guilford's mech had just suffered heavy damage, significantly reducing its capabilities. Cornelia's mech, though unharmed, was shaken and unsettled by the recent defeat. Witnessing her own mech "betray" her, her mind was in complete disarray. She could only muster a fraction of her full power.

Besides these, there was a red-painted mech among the enemies, quite conspicuous. The pilot appeared to be a captain or similar figure. The pilot of this red mech was quite skilled, at least at the level of a regular member of the Royal Guard. A large portion of the attacks Cornelia and Guilford suffered came from her.

This is truly the perfect stage. My play is about to begin.

So I cleared my throat and said into the communicator, "This won't do! Cornelia, you go first. I'll stay here and hold them off!"

I immediately rushed over, greatly reducing the pressure on the two of them. However, I didn't use my full strength. I only used less than 10% of my Killing Wolf ability. I deliberately made Cornelia think that what I was doing was dangerous.

“But this is too dangerous for you!” Cornelia said unwillingly, feeling extremely sad: Did I, who had just abandoned the soldiers, have to abandon my lover as well?

"There's no time to hesitate!" I continued my impassioned speech, while deliberately deflecting the red mech's attack, scraping a few drops of paint off its claws. "Run! Otherwise, none of us will escape! Go back and get reinforcements to save me!"

Meanwhile, Guildford, whom I had deliberately ignored, also advised, "Your Highness, your noble status is not to be taken so seriously! Lord Mengde is right! Please leave quickly and then find reinforcements to rescue us!"

Pshaw, will you die if you don't talk?

Hmm, it seems like it really might.

Of course, speaking out will also get you killed...

Hearing her fiancé and beloved general say the same thing, Cornelia gritted her teeth and said, "Hold on! I'll be back soon!" With that, she flicked her spear, destroying an enemy mech, and then broke through the encirclement.

Seeing their most important target escape, the enemy naturally gave chase. However, I took Guilford with me and stopped them, relentlessly pursuing them.

They're finally gone, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Hmm, no, if we wipe them out too easily without a single scratch on the mechs, that's a bit much... Damn it, let's just take a little more hits. Anyway, the special alloy armor of the Killer Wolf isn't that easy to break. We can just repaint it when we get back.

As Cornelia's vehicle drove further and further away, the enemy forces began to grow impatient. Their attack frequency increased significantly. It seemed they intended to eliminate the two of us first before pursuing Cornelia.

In the enemy's eyes, with Cornelia gone, it's just the two of us left. Their advantage has increased significantly. With just a little more effort, we can win by virtue of our numerical superiority.

Of the numerous attacks, a large majority were directed at Guilford. After all, it's best to pick on the weak. Guilford's racks were a mess of scratches and bruises. He was, in a word, the easy target.

So I also harbored the idea of ​​using the enemy to eliminate Guilford, my potential rival. But I didn't expect this captain of the guard to be so capable. He withstood repeated enemy attacks.

Damn it! I assessed the injuries Sha Po Lang had sustained. It seems about right. If this drags on any longer, and Cornelia actually brings reinforcements, turning this charade into a real situation, that's not the kind of scenario I want to see.

"You bunch of trash, you've had enough. Go to hell and brag all you want, just so you can die by my hand." I said these provocative words through the public channel.

"What a joke?! It was clearly you two who were being dominated by us the whole time!" The enemy on the other side was naturally unconvinced and retorted through the public channel.

But, a girl? Judging from her voice, she seems to be an energetic, sporty girl. I just wonder what her looks and figure are like.

Such a thought flashed through his mind. As the sinister smile widened, the "Kill the Wolf" skill was activated at full power.

Another longsword, Qinggang, was drawn, and the speed of Sha Po Lang suddenly increased dozens of times, breaking the sound barrier in an instant, just like before. Like a silver hurricane, it sliced ​​down dozens of enemy mechs on the battlefield.

In just a few seconds, within a single turn, all thirty-two Sarand mechs of the Black Knights were destroyed, leaving only the red-painted mech barely standing, but it too was severely damaged. Both its arms had been severed by the Heaven-Slaying Azure Blade. It was completely incapacitated.

"I'll give you a chance to surrender," I teased her on the public channel.

"Are you kidding me! Who would surrender to someone who killed my comrades?!" The driver reacted unusually fiercely. Judging from the voice, it was the same girl who had responded to me earlier.

"This is a battlefield." I didn't explain further, just said that. The girl opposite me fell silent.

Forget it.

Let's spare her life for now. I rolled my eyes, activated the Killer Wolf skill again, and lunged at the enemy's cockpit.