The Mythical Army hadn't been on the battlefield for hundreds of years, basically engaging in various wars. They had seen all kinds of warriors, but when had they ever seen such bastards driving broken-down mechas, playing dirty tricks, and indistinguishable from vagrants or rogues?
Unbelievably, these rogue mechas were so fearless and unafraid of death. Clearly, they were already lying on the ground, emitting black smoke and sparks, but within a few seconds, they rose again in a reborn posture, rejoining the battle.
Especially one battalion, all with broken mechas, as if whoever had the most broken one was the most glorious. This battalion had a way of dealing with the Mythical Army. Although they were not good at close combat, their evasion skills were significantly better than other Federation Mechas. During attacks, they used continuous interspersing and firepower control to forcibly cut off the Mythical Army's coordination space, defeating them one by one.
