One, they wanted to gain a clear view of the battlefield.
Two, they wanted to bait the enemies out. Any attacks made on them would be clearly seen by the others, and stealthed rifles or not, the enemy would have their locations revealed.
Three, they would be able to quickly respond to any developing situation by diving straight to the target area.
But by doing so, they were separating themselves up and leaving each of them extremely vulnerable to the enemy.
Any enemy attack on them would be three on one, and whoever the enemy chose to attack first was probably as good as dead.
As instructors, they truly were the best any student could ever hope to have.
At the almost literal drop of a hat, they were ready to sacrifice their lives for us!
It took a minute for the chaos among the kiddos to subside and for then to begin stomping their way into formation.
In that short minute, many, many things happened.
First, the three enemy mechas attacked once more.
Amid the chaos, I detected a very slight fluctuation of power from three different directions, and almost instantly, one of the three instructor mechas exploded with a loud boom!
"SECTOR WOLF AND SECTOR FOX!!" I bellowed immediately and charged towards the enemy mecha in the Fox Sector of the battlefield.
Let me pause here to explain how the Chinese Federation divides every battlefield.
The first division is between ally controlled and enemy controlled areas.
Ally controlled areas are called White, and enemy controlled ones are called Black.
The next division is between nine major areas, just like a square divided into nine equal parts.
The western squares from top down are called Bear, Wolf and Fox respectively. The central squares are Dragon, Salamander and Snake, while the eastern squares are called Phoenix, Eagle and Sparrow.
In a chaotic battle, if I wanted to say that a particular spot is under enemy control, I could just say "Black Wolf!" for example, and all would understand that the middle western square of the battlefield is under enemy control.
It was an efficient and easy way to quickly relay critical information.
In that particular situation, I skipped the Black and White description because it was irrelevant.
But as soon as I shouted Wolf and Fox, the two remaining instructors immediately unleashed a massive barrage of rockets down on Wolf, which was at that moment devoid of students.
Boom boom boom!
As soon as the rockets exploded, the enemy hiding in Wolf was knocked out of stealth.
The two instructors dive attacked the enemy and instantly engaged him in a ferocious battle.
I did not pay much attention to the fight because I was charging down towards Fox area where two enemies were hiding.
I did, however, remember to give my two instructors a gift.
Guided by the fluctuations of power I felt, I was able to cast my resonance towards the area and quickly found the two enemy mechas.
Without bothering to even say much, I immediately disabled the communication systems of all three mechas and broke down small but critical components of their mechas into energy particles and absorbed them cleanly!
In a real battle with lives involved, I was definitely not shy in using my power. My only worry at that moment was that there were more than three enemy mechas, and if I were to openly flaunt my power, the enemy would find out about my existence.
Thus, I had to do it very sneakily.
Little components like the spring within their triggers, connectors in their electricals and armor, all of which remained completely undetected by the mecha's systems.
All they knew was their guns stopped firing, their stealth mode was disconnected, their comms were down and their armor malfunctioned as soon as the first blow landed.
Effects that could be easily explained by an airborne mecha virus or highly advanced targeted disruption beams.
"Bastards!" I shouted as I charged at the first exposed mecha within Fox Sector which had several second graders still making their way towards Dragon Sector.
It was a standard blue mecha but with an oversized rifle connected to not one, not two but three freaking blue mecha cores!
No wonder it was able to easily destroy the instructors' mechas! The rifle was powered by three freaking blue mecha cores!! Which god dammed bloody idiot actually made a bloody rifle which could unleash the full power output for three bloody blue mecha cores??
It was ridiculous!
It was like bringing a lightsaber to a sword fight!
Against such a preposterously unreasonable enemy, I did not hold back my strength, and I got into the first mecha's close range within a blink of an eye.
Wham!! I punched him full in his face using my third overhead arm and completely smashed it to pieces!
My speed must have been extremely shocking to him, because he totally did not do anything to block or even dodge my attack.
I was able to unleash attacks even with my other two arms.
DRILL!!!
My left arm drill spun at insane speeds and pierced that first mecha's armored belly. Enhanced by my red energy, the enemy's reinforced army gave way to my drill like a dentist's tooth drill piercing through butter.
BAM!
My enhanced right fist smashed into his cockpit, and caused it to get completely twisted out of shape.
At that point, the pilot was either dead, or was completely stuck in his cockpit. There was no bloody way it was able to open that twisted cockpit hatch. Additionally, with his head gone and stomach completely pierced through, he had no vision, no power distribution center and totally no power.
In other words, he was no longer a threat.
However, I was not out of danger yet.
The second enemy mecha was still there!
And despite being weakened by my sneak attack, it was still piloted by a real living and breathing expert pilot, with a mecha with four god damned mecha cores.
It was still able to deal a huge amount of damage!
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