The encirclement was not just made up of soldiers. There were also armored vehicles and robots mixed in with the tide of people. The soldiers used these large mechanical units as cover as they slowly pushed forward while firing.
The front row of the inner circle of the encirclement was an alloy shield formation. Each side was five meters tall, and each side was pushed forward by two soldiers. Countless colorful energy bullets and beams hit the shield, and it was like oil in a pot that had been boiled, with oil sparks popping out.
Compared to the number of people on the resistance army's side, the rebel army's equipment was obviously much better. The open space in front of the factory also had a large shield formation. This was to defend against direct fire, and there were gaps between the shields. It was unknown what type of gun the soldiers behind were using. Anyway, the bullets flew out in a straight line, just like the beams from a railgun. Dozens of beams swept across the resistance army's shield formation, and they could clearly see that the shields were constantly smoking, charred, and then melted.
In addition, there were snipers and a small number of energy cannons at the top of the factory. There was even a small turret installed on the roof of the factory. It was the four-barreled particle laser cannon on the Falcon, but it was much smaller. Even so, the 'rain of electricity' it spewed down was not something the ground troops could withstand. Time and time again, 'gaps' appeared in the encirclement, and the gaps were naturally littered with debris and charred corpses.
The two sides were indeed in full swing. The scene was like fireworks blooming in the sky, overwhelming everyone.
Of course, the Prototype's screen was constantly sending back all kinds of data. Little Rascal wondered, "That's strange. It's such a big battle, but neither side has any flying units in the air. If there's an attack ship now, both sides will be reduced to ashes."
Xiao Ai explained, "I've checked the patrol fleet's big data. Right now, all the non-military flying units on the Immortal Weaver Planet have been mostly destroyed by the spaceships in the atmosphere. Neither side has any flying units left. If a buried spaceship dares to take off, the starships in space will mercilessly blow it up."
Little Rascal was still puzzled. "Why is the military not doing anything when they're fighting so fiercely?"
In fact, Ding Meng was also curious about this. The Federation's military seemed to have only taken measures to seal off the area. They did not seem to care about the armed forces killing each other in the riot zone. After all, there were so many civilians in the Eastern District. Why did the Federation not care?
At this moment, the system's voice sounded, "A new communication signal is requesting connection."
Ding Meng looked in the direction of the prompt on the screen. At the back of the encirclement, there were four chariots surrounding a warframe. The warframe was in the shape of an Ancient Warrior, holding two strangely curved lightsabers. The lightsabers emitted a purple glow. Ding Meng knew about this warframe. It was also a sixth-generation product, named "Aurora Lightsaber". It was an excellent melee weapon.
However, this warframe was full of cracks and patches. It had obviously been through many battles. The overall damage was more than 40%. The communication signal was sent by the warframe.
Obviously, the soldier in the armor was probably the commander of the resistance army. The commander had good eyesight. He saw a miniature armor floating in the air. This armor did not attack, and it was not attacked by the drones at higher altitudes. He judged that it was most likely an outsider, so he did not hesitate to connect.
Ding Meng was interested in both parties, so he said, "Let him connect."
A young man's face immediately appeared on the screen. Although he was handsome, he sounded very anxious. "Hello, friend. This is Unit 12 of the resistance army. My name is Zhang Jian, and I'm the commander of this unit. Are you interested in having a chat?"
Ding Meng said, "What are you trying to say?"
Zhang Jian said, "Friend, you're from the military, right?"
Ding Meng said, "You have good taste!"
Zhang Jian said, "Friend, can the military provide us with some firepower as reinforcements?"
Ding Meng was not a hot-headed person. With the situation unclear, he could not make a rash decision. "You have so many people. Do you still need reinforcements?"
Zhang Jian said, "Friend, to be honest, this unit of mine is one of the few remaining fighting forces of the resistance army. If we get wiped out by the rebels, the consequences will be very serious."
Ding Meng said, "How serious?"
Zhang Jian said, "There are only 23 shelters left in the Eastern District. Other than the necessary supplies, the rest of the supplies will be distributed to the civilians. The ten shelters that I'm in charge of are already running low on supplies. Last night, some of the refugees had already started eating the corpses. If we don't take this place today, the situation will be unimaginable …"
When he heard this answer, Ding Meng immediately turned off the communication and slowly descended to the ground.
Seeing the armor flying towards him, Zhang Jian was very impressed with Ding Meng. Other things aside, this person was really brave to dare to descend with such a small armor.
When Ding Meng approached, the four tanks automatically moved aside. The Aurora Fiendish Blade armor put away its lightsaber. Zhang Jian turned on the Telepathic Telekinesis Communicator and sent a stream of information to the communication channel of the other armor.
Ding Meng instantly knew that Zhang Jian was telling the truth. This stream of information contained videos, pictures, and data. It truly recorded the friendly actions of this unit in helping the refugees. Ding Meng now knew why they were called the resistance army.
The resistance army and the rebels were both from the Dawn Army. After the rebellion, the higher-ups of the Dawn Army split into three factions. The rebels wanted to use war to support war. To put it bluntly, they wanted to burn, kill, and plunder. They wanted to use all means to obtain resources.
The resistance army had always been on bad terms with the Federation military. They also opposed the rebels' actions. Naturally, they stood on the opposite side. However, the resistance army had their own principles and bottom line. They tried their best not to abandon the refugees.
The remaining faction called themselves the Liberty Wings Legion. They wanted to unite all forces to oppose the Holy Grail Federation. This choice to go against everyone was naturally the first to be eliminated by the military.
The current situation was that the rebel army was getting stronger and stronger, and the resistance army was gradually unable to hold them back. Most of the time, there were small skirmishes on the ground, and there were very few large-scale battles. If Unit 12 was really wiped out, the most direct consequence would be that the famine of the refugees would escalate. Sometimes, cannibalism really wasn't a rare thing.
Moreover, the system of the Prototype was alerting them again. "Detected a large amount of unknown energy moving towards the current coordinates."
In fact, Ding Meng's telekinesis vision had also noticed that there were many blurry figures about eight kilometers away from here. They were everywhere in all directions, and roughly estimated that there were no less than twenty thousand of them. Obviously, they were also ground troops.
Zhang Jian's voice became more anxious. "Our intelligence system shows that the rebels have gathered further away and are closing in on us."
Ding Meng understood. The factory was stubbornly resisting at the very center. Their goal was to stall for time and summon reinforcements. Finally, they would surround them from the inside and outside and completely destroy the resistance army.
"It's not impossible for me to help you."
Ding Meng answered. "If you can get the supplies here, I want half of it. I want two-thirds of the medical equipment."
"This …" Zhang Jian was a little confused. Did the military lack these things?
This was illogical.
Ding Meng seemed to know what he was thinking. He explained, "These supplies are not for me. They are urgently needed by Bo Ren Hospital at Number 56 14th Street in Area C. Once you're done, you can have your men transport the supplies over."
"This …" Zhang Jian hesitated. "Friend, please wait a moment. I don't have the right to agree to your request. I have to ask my superiors …"
Ding Meng impatiently interrupted him. "Don't waste time. The rebels outside will be here in at most ten minutes. If you can't get in within ten minutes, you'll be burned to ashes."
This was the so-called "fighting a fire" principle. If you asked your superiors, what if they didn't agree to it?
Then wouldn't these five thousand brothers and sisters be buried here for nothing?
In fact, there were less than five thousand people left. In just an hour of fighting, the resistance army had suffered more than a thousand casualties. After all, the gap in equipment was obvious. The worst thing was that there were not many alloy shields left in the front row. Without shields, they would fall even faster if they relied purely on people.
Zhang Jian clearly understood the pros and cons. He made up his mind and gritted his teeth. "Alright, friend, I'll agree to it. I'll accept my punishment when I get back. I can die, but I can't let my thousands of brothers die here. I'm not asking for much. Friend, all you have to do is summon some aerial firepower and destroy the turret on the top floor."
His thinking was still relatively clear. Right now, the biggest casualty for the resistance army was the particle laser cannon on the rooftop. With just one round of fire from that thing, more than 20 alloy shields would be melted. If they were lucky, at most 40 soldiers would be able to avoid it in time. If they were unlucky, the people behind the shields would be torn apart in an instant.
However, Ding Meng's thinking was completely different from his. If the particle laser cannon was destroyed, it would be the end for them. Even if they could take down the factory, how were they going to fight against the rebel army on the periphery?
That turret was their real hope. So, Ding Meng said, "There's no need for aerial firepower."
Zhang Jian was stunned. "Why?"
Ding Meng said calmly, "Because I'm the reinforcements."
Zhang Jian was stunned. "Friend, are you sure you're not joking?"
Ding Meng was already turning around. "Get your men to step back and clear a path for me."
When he saw Ding Meng actually walking slowly towards the factory's main entrance, Zhang Jian felt like his brain wasn't big enough to process all that. How could a small miniature armor like yours face so much heavy firepower?
The person in front of him was either a lunatic or a legendary expert.
But the situation was urgent, so he didn't have time to think too much. He decisively issued an order on the internal channel. "Teams 32-50, step back. Teams 68-73, step aside. Our reinforcements are here."