The advance of 900 kilometers per hour is almost twice as long as the bow and arrow fired, and it is close to the ground......
The sense of relativity between the solid earth and these lightning-fast mechs made Stepp feel dizzy.Fifty cars were scattered among the ruins, and their figures loomed.When it sprinted, the huge wind that was expelled from the air was like an ancient trumpet.As they leaped over like meteors, the weeds on the ruins seemed to have been pulled violently and tilted towards the tail of the mecha, and the dust on the ruins was even more churning up like a torrent.Fifty green wolves rushing towards their prey, fifty billowing dust and smoke.Stepp and the other fighters around him even forgot the warning they should have given.They were completely blown away by the magnificent image of the charge.It wasn't a cold mech, it was the beasts at the top of the food chain in the primeval jungle, baring their fangs and claws in the sun, squandering their energy on a hunt.And the two Blood Shadow Mecha Companies located in the Evergreen neighborhood, which were congested and panicked, completely lost their fierceness and strength at this moment.Before they made contact, their disguise had been stripped away, and now they looked more like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered!
A shrill alarm sounded.It was from the outermost alert mech.He was right in front of the fifty cyan mechs that raided.Standing alone in a little red among the ruins, the mech sirens were pulled out violently.The cyan mecha that rushed to the front pounced.The alarm abruptly stopped.Like a lion pounces on an antelope, there is no suspense.Poor prey, didn't even have time to react.The red mech was thrown to the ground.In the dust, strange-shaped parts are scattered in all directions.Immediately, it turned into a blazing ball of fire after a white light that swept across the earth.The cyan mecha that killed it had already shot away, and next to this blazing fire, dozens of cyan figures swept by quickly without the slightest pause.Almost in the blink of an eye, the bandit mecha squad had already arrived less than two hundred meters away from the central square.Even if the cyan mecha is significantly reduced, these two hundred meters are only a distance of more than two seconds.Stepp and they never thought about what two hundred meters meant, and soon, they got the answer - it was the best distance to break through the opponent's cluster with energy cannons in a high assault.Dozens of red Rafale cars crowded through the ruins of the neighborhood were turning.There are a few more, which are struggling to start, switching battle modes, and many more, desperately trying to spread out to the sides......
It was a mecha of panic, fear, overwhelm and recklessness......
Soon, the picture was torn apart by a white light.It was a furious light of fifty 26o mm caliber energy cannons and one hundred 8o mm energy cannons.Stepp and the other six Northern Alliance soldiers could only watch blankly, watching the white light sweep through everything, and watching the red figures disappear in the white light attack.Even the dozen or so [Rafale] that had already driven the energy shield did not survive this wave of attacks, their energy shield, like a fire candle in the wind, after four consecutive color changes, quickly collapsed in the violent torrent of energy, and immediately, the external armor of the mecha was melted and torn, followed by the shell of the mecha, and then, the exposed skeleton and parts......
When the white light flashed away, when the red mecha cluster was torn apart by the sudden attack, fifty cyan mechas, like arrows piercing the heart, pierced into the red mecha group almost at the same time.The timing, degree and angle are so precise that they are creepy!
In the red mecha cluster, bloody cutting lines quickly appeared!
It was a cyan mech, rushing.Stapp knew that there was no one left to stop the killing.In the middle of the ghost's trick, Slipp suddenly pointed his television at the monkey squad leader next to the fountain in the central garden.The closer-in television screen clearly sent the [Rafale] with a golden double horizontal line paint to Slipper's eyes.It was a mecha that had taken an awkward pose because of its panic, and its controller, not long ago, was clamoring to give others a good look.It's a pity that now it's someone else who gives him a good look.In the shot, a cyan mecha marked O1, after destroying a red [Rafale] near the church, kicked it like a bullet and shot towards the monkey team leader.The monkey squad leader, whose hand has broken through forty movements per second, has just awkwardly avoided the bandits' energy cannon attack, and he is in shock.Seeing the cyan mecha rushing towards him, he hurriedly parried.Looking at the movements of the mecha, Stepp could even imagine how ugly and hideous the lean face had become at this moment because of the desperate efforts to raise his hand.The cyan mech kicked on the arm of the mecha that Captain Monkey pressed down, and then did a somersault, and the mecha changed its dazzling posture in the air, and sat on the head of the red mecha.After twisting his ass uncomfortably, he quickly threw himself at another Blood Shadow Mech.Slipp looked stupidly at the monkey squad leader's mech head, thinking about the same question over and over again for the rest of his life from the obese cyan mech butt.Why, Captain Monkey's mecha head was not flattened according to the usual logic, but had an effect similar to that of being used by the ears of the human double-peaks......
This is a fundamental violation of the laws of physics, and it doesn't make sense!
After countless simulations, Slipp finally unveiled the goddess of truth.Clamped with ass!!
In the sky, a majestic voice echoed.Years later, Stepp's wife would always see Stepp standing by the window at midnight when she dreamed back, lonely and bleak.She would always get out of bed, walk up behind Stepp, and gently hug him.She didn't know what kind of stimulus Slipp had been given to that war.All she knew was that Stepp's neurasthenia had done it again.This strange blow has already doomed the fate of Captain Monkey on this battlefield of life and death - when another cyan mecha passed by, he stepped on the mecha into scrap metal with one kick.The powerful combat effectiveness of the bandit mecha squad was vividly wielded.These mecha gods of war and mecha commanders were born to exist for such attacks.In the chaotic hordes of enemy mechs, they are at home.This kind of battle not only allowed them to have a deeper understanding of mecha martial arts, but also practiced the cooperation between them more and more proficiently."
Long live Satan!"
The fat cyan mecha fell into the red mecha group like a cannonball smashed into the water.The fat man began to play the role of a magic stick.He jumps up and down.Take advantage of your illness to kill you.Beat the water dogs.This is the highest criterion that fat people have always practiced.The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and the fat man decides to take a good head.Knocked down three mechs with a magnetometer, and the fat man suddenly jumped out against the ground, kicked under the crotch of a [Rafale], and then reflexively slapped a hand knife and cut off the head of another [Rafale].After parrying the enemy's attack behind him, he threw himself into the arms of a mecha in front of him, and when he separated, he put a maintenance mechanical arm under his crotch and shook it around with a part of the other party......
When these mechs fell to the ground with electric sparks, the [Ranger] piloted by the fat man had already broken through between the other [Rafale].Fists, elbows, shoulders, knees, legs, needless to say, these parts, even the more fragile head, were also used by him.The most unbelievable thing is the mecha's buttocks, belly, and the evil mechanical maintenance arm hidden under the crotch......
Turned by the windmill he danced.Once the red mechs around them are touched, they will either be killed or injured.The elite of the bandit army behind him was convinced......
This kind of fighting style in which the whole body is full of weapons and can be invincible when splashing and rolling is simply an art.They knew that on either side of the mech's buttocks, there was a powerful bite, and they also knew that there was a maintenance arm hidden under the crotch of the mech.What they don't know is that such a thing, in battle, can be so silver and strong.It's an artifact.The most artistic is the fat man's erratic and insidious movement.No matter how many enemies there are around, no matter what position or posture the enemy is, he can always appear behind the most unsuspecting mech.A slap in the face.Turning, sliding, and another blow to the stick.It's a pleasure to watch this demon knock on a stuffy stick.His articulation of this skill is even more precise than the movement of the top Slok players on the white ball.One after another, the stuffy sticks are like flowing water in the same industry, endlessly.And between actions, the stumbling blocks under the feet of [Ranger] O1 have also reached the point where they are endless.Whoever is near him he stumbles.Invisible magnetism, tangible mechanical legs......
Those ordinary mecha warriors whose hands were only twenty or thirty movements per second had no power to fight back in front of him, and they wanted to cry aggrieved.Wei Jianshan, who had been following the fat man, only saw the corners of his eyes jumping.It wasn't until now that he understood how interesting it was for the fat man to let himself touch casually.If at that time he wanted to test the insidious attack of the mecha on himself......
Wei Jianshan refused to imagine.Playing against such a professional sinister mecha warrior is the sorrow of all mechs.You can't understand at all how bad a martial arts master with five big and three rough martial arts masters is to bully a kindergarten child and excitedly make monkeys steal peaches.But, to the end, the fat man is obviously at a loss for anything about morality or chivalry.Moreover, according to Wei Jianshan's observations, this kind of confusion has a strong contagious surname, and you only need to look at the increasingly insidious movements of other mecha warriors to know how terrifying it will be once this confusion spreads.The fat man continued to be dazed, and continued to howl happily, "Long live Lord Satan", and greeted the enemy with the most inferior tricks.Behind him, the imitation show of forty-nine bandit soldiers is also becoming more and more skillful.The Blood Shadow Mecha Company organized defenses again and again in vain, and was once again and again divided by the interspersed cyan mechas, torn apart, and annihilated.When some of the red mechs that were crowded together began to disobey the order and scattered in all directions, the entire team completely collapsed.Morale, in other words, is the courage of the crowd.In an existential war, this ungraspable thing can affect the entire battle situation.Have morale, be able to defeat the strong with the weak, and even be able to march all the way and win every battle until the war is won.And once you lose your heart, the result is naturally the opposite.In many battles in history, there have often been miracles in which a squad of soldiers captured a battalion or even a regiment.There is also a scene of a person chasing after a group of people.This situation has only occurred because many people feel that the general trend has passed, and they are collectively frightened, and they dare not and do not want to make unnecessary resistance anymore.And when the two Blood Shadow Mecha Companies began to retreat, this scene reappeared.The Blood Shadow Mecha Warriors, who had long been exhausted by the back and forth transfers, had already been demoralized to the extreme.The whole team was filled with doubt, irritation, complaining, and weariness.With these negative emotions, it will definitely not be a heroic warrior.This is exactly what the fat man wants.And once these people suffer a blow from their ability to bear, the negative emotions will become more negative.They will be suspicious of every command of the officer, they will feel afraid of the enemy's ferocious attack, they will feel that it is not worth throwing their lives here in vain!
They will find themselves countless interfaces out of battle.Defeat is the most unquestionable truth of war.Even if their officers reacted correctly at this time, they could not stop this overwhelming decline.Stepp and a few other fighters who had not been involved in the battle left.They had already planned to leave the organization, and now was an opportunity.They scattered and left, without saying goodbye, and no one said where they wanted to go.Before leaving, Slipp looked at the time.At 3:30 p.m., in the low ruins of the Evergreen neighborhood, the first and second companies of the second battalion of the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment were erased.He witnessed the moment.The fifty cyan mechs had completed their hunt again.A big hole has appeared in the defense line of the Northern Alliance!
(To be continued)