Chapter 4 Modified Mecha
Tian Xingjian looked at the two Federation female soldiers staring fiercely at him and felt very melancholic. Maybe in face of two ugly ones, Fatty could shamelessly retort, "I have taken care of your captor, quickly escape on your own." However, these two attractive women filled with the allure of uniforms made Fatty unable to utter a word.
If he left them behind, they surely wouldn't be able to escape. Moreover, there's a high chance of getting killed or captured and then executed during the escape. There are many ways to be executed, the most likely being "executed" by the Imperial soldiers one after another. Given the situation at the base, the purpose of these two female soldiers being escorted here is very obvious. This is an advance base of the Imperial Army with no prisoner-of-war camps built. With a little thought, Fatty understood why two beautiful Federation female captives are brought here.
The soldiers who escorted them were killed, and whether the captives did it or not, they couldn't escape the responsibility. Moreover, Gazalin's cruelty towards captives is well-known. Even if one captive escapes, the Imperial Army might execute the entire group of captives where the escapee belonged. And there are countless other atrocities, such as planned burial alive, burning, chemical experiments, imprisoning captives in dilapidated civilian space transport ships as target practice, due to inability to guard them or fear of becoming a burden.
Thinking of these two beautiful female soldiers being ravaged by the Imperial soldiers, Fatty felt very unsettled, angry, and even somewhat jealous. This is a common sickness among men; some things you can't do yourself, but you also don't want others to do. However, escaping the jungle is easy. Successfully fleeing across kilometers of flat terrain past the enemy patrols and defenses with two women in tow is harder than ascending to heaven.
"You... um, I mean... how were you captured?" Fatty felt the two female soldiers he had saved showed very unfriendly expressions. He checked himself over and found nothing wrong. He had no sense of shame about stripping naked in front of them earlier.
"The airport northeast of the city was captured. I was caught there," the beautiful pilot quickly recovered from the embarrassment brought by the Fatty's striptease, pointed to the other female soldier beside her and said, "She was too, she's the medical soldier from the aviation flight squadron."
"What about the city? How far have the enemies advanced?" Fatty cautiously observed his surroundings, making sure no Imperial patrol unit happened upon the unlucky trio of Federation soldiers.
"The first defense line was breached last night. The enemy forced their way through with nearly two hundred heavy mechas and five hundred medium-sized mechas at the junction of our two divisions. The reserve force tried to retake the position, but it was too late by then. If it weren't for the airport being seized by their airborne troops, they would need at least a week to break through the first defense line." The beautiful female pilot, clearly valuing appearance over safety, casually sat down, loosened her tangled hair, and attempted to tidy her hair with a pink rubber band held between her teeth.
Her movements were very charming; Fatty struggled to look away from her soft and fair hands.
"However, our situation is not too bad. The Aviation Marine Corps 6th Division and the 9th Division serving as the reserve force didn't stop Gazalin Empire Armored Division from breaking through, but they delayed them for over three hours, preventing them from immediately encircling and splitting our forces. Most of the troops from the first defense line have retreated, and the losses aren't significant." Having tied her hair into a ponytail with the rubber band tightly, the pretty female pilot appeared vibrant and full of energy.
"What about now between the first and second line...?" Fatty seemed to see a glimmer of hope.