21 Unmasking the Magical Performance (1/2)

Gyaca Woods Empire’s ground force, 32nd Armored Division, 1st Battle Mecha Regiment, 3rd Battalion, battalion commander, Major Raphael was currently feeling agonized. His battalion, which had just received the order to chase after the enemies, had instead fallen to their ambush. A company worth of Battle Mechas had been completely destroyed, whereas the other two companies had survived solely because of the aid provided by the 2nd Battalion.

After breaking through the blockade of the Federation special forces, the moment Major Raphael was about to give the order to continue their pursuit, he received an order from the higher-ups for him to give up on their pursuit. This mission of pursuing the enemy would be completed by the 2nd Battalion, while his battalion should head forward towards an eastern concentration camp, search and annihilate all enemies nearby the area, and ensure not a single enemy escapes. At the very end, he had to destroy the entire concentration camp.

This order, which had come down from the division and bypassed his direct superior, the regiment commander, could not be refuted at all. Even if Raphael truly felt angry at the fact that he could not chase after the company that ambushed him, he would still not dare to go against this military order. The Empire was extremely strict in dealing with those who went against military orders. They were so strict that they would even make him regret being born into this world if he went against them, thus he had no choice but to follow the new orders.

Raphael decided to channel his fury onto the new enemy. Under his urging, his soldiers rushed towards the designated location given by the division in less than 20 minutes.

The concentration camp was full of the sounds of cannon fire, and practically every single corner was a battle. Several utterly defeated Empire’s defending Battle Mechas had been suppressed within the center of the base in a barrack. They were doing their utmost to spread out their firepower. In this concentration camp, every area was filled with the rebelling prisoners-of-war. Their figures could be seen intermittently behind the bunkers. Several other defending Battle Mechas were just leaning on the walls as they tried their best to use their firepower to suppress the rebelling prisoners-of-war and push them back into their quarters.

“These damnable, spiteful Federation insects! Everyone, charge!” Raphael did not hesitate to send down the orders. As long as his two companies worth of mechas charged forth into the concentration camp, nobody would be able to resist. The rebelling prisoners-of-war would certainly be ground into meat pastes.

Perhaps due to the sight of the Imperial Battle Mechas charging into the camp, the rebelling prisoners-of-war began to escape after seeing their hopes dashed. Despite this, the cannon fire suddenly turned even more vigorous. After a bout of crazy firepower, an enormous explosion created a chain explosion in the ammunition dump. Following the explosion, several other explosions rang out consecutively, causing an enormous shockwave to not only level the entire concentration camp but also overturn Raphael, who was prepared to charge in, and his mecha. Within the area of effect, no living being could stand up after this explosion. Due to the raging flames and ignorance of when the next explosion may occur, the Imperial soldiers were all stunned. They were just watching in a daze at this human purgatory that was filled with the wreckage of mechas and the flesh and blood of humans.

Raphael jumped out from his overturned Battle Mecha. The flames reflected on his face, making it look red. Sometimes, it was bright, and sometimes, it was dark. Plumes of smoke rushed upwards into the sky as another explosion burst out. Raphael could not help but use his arms to shield his eyes from the debris. Suddenly, an extremely bright light flashed out from the entire forest, causing his eyes to feel a piercing pain.

Only after a few moments did Raphael finally regain his rationality. He gave out the next order, “Immediately search through the area of radius 20 kilometers thoroughly. I want all of you to comb through five times to ensure that not a single prisoner-of-war survived.”

“Those damn Federation cowards! Since when did they dare to risk their lives?!” Raphael looked towards the currently burning concentration camp. He had a sudden epiphany that, maybe, this war on Miracolo Planet was not as easy as it was in the past.

An hour later, the fire started dying down. Raphael brought a section of Battle Mechas with him into the scene of fire. This concentration camp was overlaid with the corpses of many Federation captives. Many of which even showed signs of having been in battle against the Empire’s guards. All sorts of structures had completely collapsed. At the center of the scene was a pile of Federation captive corpses. Seeing this pile allowed Raphael to understand why the Federation captives went so crazy. Perhaps from their perspective, since they would die regardless, it was better to just take a gamble.

Their bet was with their lives, and in the end, they lost.

The two company commanders responsible for searching the area soon returned. They brought back news of being unable to find a single trace of a living person within the surrounding dozens of kilometers.

“Burn all these corpses!” Raphael ordered. He suddenly relaxed after giving the command. “Maybe this news need not be passed through the regiment commander and should be sent directly to the division. That’ll be better,” he thought as he happily left this accursed place.

Ten hours later, once they had ascertained that all the Imperial soldiers had left, the underground passage broke out in an uncontrolled cheer. The prisoners-of-war were all in tears as they hugged each of the soldiers from the special scouts company. Several female soldiers had even given them a hot kiss to show their gratitude.

Fatty’s magic was an unprecedented success. He successfully cleared the existence of these few hundreds of prisoners-of-war from the memories of the Imperial army, disappearing into the boundless wilderness.

Mei Duo tightly hugged Fatty’s neck. She did not know when it had started, but the ordinary-looking face of Fatty had suddenly become very attractive, causing her to be unable to control herself. She continued to cry as much as she could in the fatty’s embrace, so much so that water could be squeezed out from the fatty’s uniform.

“Fatty, you must never abandon us.” A fervent body stuck close to the back of him as soft and flexible arms wrapped around Fatty’s neck.