Sampson stared blankly at the mech that leaped past him.Streamlined fuselage, rigid lines, external armor with curved protrusions, and an integral stamped shell......
The mech had been following him for almost two years, and even if the mech was melted into molten steel, he would be able to recognize it at a glance.In a counterattack three hours ago, he drove his mecha to kill two [Toyama] that broke into the position, and also paid the price of serious damage and loss of combat effectiveness of the mecha.He asked Shen Ming no less than ten times if he could repair the mecha.But Shen Ming's answer was a silent shake of his head.Several other mechanics in the mecha squad also had helpless frustration on their faces.So, he could only pick up the gun, leave his mech, and go into battle as an infantryman.This is not difficult for him, after all, mechfighters usually have to undergo the same training.How long the battle lasted, Sampson himself does not remember.All he knew was that he had climbed into the firing position again and again, shooting the enemy mechanically.Until a crashed spaceship, bringing with it a group of ragtag soldiers in blue uniforms.Sampson was furious when the hateful and shameful fat man in the motley group tried to use the maintenance of his mechs as an excuse for him to escape the battle.He knew the severity of his mech's damage.Even Shen Ming, who deals with [Taihang] every day, can't fix it, and how can that fat man, who has never even touched [Taihang] before, repair the mecha with a maintenance arm that has no mecha drawings and data?
What's more, on the position, there are simply not enough parts!
There are no more clumsy lies and excuses than that.Even if he stayed for a second longer, Sampson felt that it was an insult to his intelligence.Before the fat man, who had taken off his major general's uniform and was wearing only a ridiculous cold vest, attacked his mech, he yelled at the soldiers to leave the mech trench.He was afraid that he couldn't help but beat the fat man to death.However, when he saw the fat man running into the front of the position, he vaguely felt that he was wrong.By the time the fat man sniped three Jeppen soldiers, the thought had grown stronger.It was so strong that he couldn't help but want to drop the gun and go to see if another miracle was born in the mecha trench.And when he saw the mecha in front of him, he finally realized that he might have missed something......
Sampson turned his head, and his companions on the surrounding positions were still firing mechanically.However, he could clearly see their shock in their eyes.The sunlight sprinkled on the front of the not too open position on the 347 Heights, torn apart and mottled by the craters and sparse shade of the trees.The earth and rubble kicked up by the explosion rose one after another like a column of water rising into the sky.Broken wood and dead branches, shattered and bounced in the rain of bullets.The earth is still shaking, the smoke is still covering the sky, and the deafening sound of gunfire is still echoing in the valley......
However, all of this became a static picture the moment the tattered [Taihang] jumped out of the position.Mechs advance at a high level.Half of its head remained.The left forehead and the part where the left eye is located are as if they had been gnawed by a wild dog.Its left arm had been cut off in half, and only an ugly shield had been welded to its elbow.Its chassis, covered in muddy metal patches, looks like a down-and-out beggar.The most bizarre thing was its right leg, which was a strange thing, thick and ugly, and twisted.Between the black frame and the silver filler metal, you can even see the line gears and the fast-retracting drive rod!
This is the [Taihang] lying in the mecha trench just now?
The warriors looked at each other, only to feel a stream of blood rushing to the top of their heads.The answer is unequivocal......
In this position, are there any other [Taihang]?
But how can it move?!
Everyone couldn't help but turn around and look for the figure in the position.The fat man stepped on muddy water, ran in the trenches, and suddenly stopped, probed, shot!
In front of the position, a hunched corporal Jeppen ran between two large trees, and fell to the ground.The Jeppen soldiers, who were faint on the slopes of the jungle, stopped their progress again, and each of them panicked in search of cover between the woods and the small mound.The fat man changed positions, probes, shoot!
The gun in the hand of another Jeppen soldier, who was prostrate on the ground and shooting at the position, was muted.His head hung to the side in an eerie way, blood running down his torn neck and drenching in the black-brown dirt.There are no more exposed enemies on the front.As if he had seen something with his peripheral vision, the fat man turned quickly, and after the muzzle of the gun shook an arc in the air, he trembled extremely slightly.At the far left end, a Jeppen soldier who had just poked his head out jerked his head up, and with a bloody hole in his forehead, he fell to the sky.A belt of crimson blood, composed of dozens of large and small drops of blood, was helplessly thrown into the air as he shook his head violently.Before the blood could spill on the ground, the fat man had already shrunk his head and stooped to the next sniper point.In the position, there was silence."
Smack!"
A Chuckner corporal slapped himself the cheek: "I'm a pig!"
”Seeing a senior soldier beside him looking at him in amazement, the corporal glared at him and scolded: "Look at it, you are also a pig!"
”The sound of gunfire thinned out.The Jeppen infantry cowered behind jungle mounds and rocks, leaning on the angle of the hillside, hiding themselves.Most of their officers had already fallen behind them, and if it weren't for the bloodthirsty and brutal low-ranking nobleman who was threatening them in the most vicious language in the regional communication channel, they would have retreated long ago.Never before had they seen so many officers fall in battle again.That unpredictable sniper is already in their hearts, shrouded in a layer of gloom that cannot be dispersed.The fear of being held to the head at any time was like an invisible smoke that gathered from the corpses that had been sniped, suffocating them.It was a breath of death that could be felt, smelled.When everyone is charging, they still have a fluke mentality.But when everyone was leaning down, no one wanted to take their heads out and be the target of that damn sniper.Besides, there's a mech.At the front of this position, which is only 100 meters wide, a mecha is almost invincible to the infantry without the protection of the position.The Jeppen soldiers had plenty of reasons to choose to wait.Without the cover of mech fire, the sniper in the enemy position was much more effective.They are warriors, not dead soldiers.According to the rules of machine step coordination, they should wait for their mechs to take out the other party's rags first.Tattered rushed to [Toyama].Leaping out of position, it first made a deft change of direction, falling to the left front, then kicked the ground with its left foot, and its body folded back to the right front.The zigzag jumps through and makes it look like a silver bolt of lightning.In the sound of electricity, it struck at the stunned [Toyama] with lightning speed.The breathing of the Chakner warriors present became extremely rapid.They saw that [Toyama], who had come back to his senses, had turned the muzzle of the cannon and locked the tattered [Taihang].When the muzzle of the cannon entwined with light filament suddenly lit up, their beating hearts were as if they had been struck by a hand!
It was just a mech that took twenty minutes to put together from all sorts of parts!
In the face of the intact [Toyama], it has almost no chance of winning!
And now, the enemy has opened fire!
Nash closed his eyes and slammed his fist into the ground.Shen Ming lowered his eyes and muttered in his mouth, not knowing what he was saying.Feng Laosi next to him was still staring at the fat man, while Sun Ping gritted his teeth and twisted his head nervously.The energy cannon flashed by.
[Taihang]'s body was slightly biased, like a silver fox leaping in the mountains and forests, calmly and evasively dodging the cannonball.The shells shot straight into the slopes, and the violent explosion rose into the ground of the mud, and the roots of a broken tree turned into fragments that shot in all directions in an instant.In the falling mud rain, the distance between [Taihang] and [Toyama] is less than sixty meters!
The mecha is so tattered, but its movements are so wonderful.After a short silence, a burst of cheers broke out in the position!"
I'm a pig!"
The senior soldier who had just been scolded looked directly at the eyes of the corporal next to him who were almost crazy with surprise, and gave himself a mouthful.He didn't hope for a miracle.But at this moment, a miracle was born.The mech was repaired, it stood up, jumped out of position, and dodged enemy shells!
Who the fuck cares if you can win or not!
At this moment, it is already a victory!"
Fire!
It's all beaten!
”A hoarse voice suddenly rang out."
Hit!"
The Chakner warriors, who had come to their senses, pulled the trigger with trembling fingers.The sound of gunfire, like a high-pitched symphony, reached its peak when the first note was played.The web of bullets intertwined, and they pounced fiercely on the Jeppen soldiers halfway up the mountain.The earth was flying in the torrential rain, the rocks were crumbling, and every note of the gunfire and roar was so surging, intense, and deafening.They want to use this shot to accompany the mechwarrior who pounces on the enemy like lightning, and march for him!
In the sudden high-pitched gunfire, the distance between [Taihang] and [Toyama] became closer and closer."
Kill!"
Kozmo jerked the lever, and the mech slammed into the enemy like a cannonball."
Trash, look for death!"
[Toyama] A cold snort came from the loudspeaker.All the Jeppen people, including Corleone on the hill sortie, felt a little ridiculous......
A patchwork car that looks like it will fall apart at any time, and dare to charge at Jiepeng's medium-sized individual mecha [Toyama]?!
In modern warfare, the surname of the mecha is the biggest factor in determining the outcome of the battle.From the surname Neng, [Toyama] and [Taihang] were originally between the best, if [Taihang] was a complete mecha, the outcome was uncertain.See now......
This has nothing to do with arrogance, it's common sense!
Mechs are weapons of war, not toys!
Who would believe that a mecha with two different mechanical legs can win a life-and-death duel?!
The mecha warrior of [Toyama] snorted coldly.Stepping forward, a powerful punch went straight to the chest of [Taihang].As a level 5 mecha warrior, he has experienced countless battles and countless enemies have fallen in front of him.Among them, there are a lot of high-level mechas, and there are also a lot of strong people!
But there has never been an idiot who pilots this patchwork mecha in front of him!
Although he can't compare with the mecha warriors of those armored divisions, he is definitely a master among the mecha divisions.He wants to meditate on the creaking patchwork parts of the mecha in front of him, and he wants to crush the last glimmer of hope that the Chakner people have put together!"
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Boom!"
The collision of the two mechs exploded in the jungle like a huge bomb.The cacophony of metal crashing was eerie, and the shock wave kicked up a cloud of dust, and the bare branches of the trees around them swayed violently, and the few remaining leaves were pulled away from the branches and flew into the sky with the smoke and dust.The fighters on both sides of the war held their breath.The dust obscured their eyes, and they could only see two black shadows fighting each other in the deafening crash.A large tree was broken and fell with a bang.A huge bluestone turned into countless gravel and flew in all directions.The earth, trembling under the frantic footsteps of the mechs, tore through the air with fists and feet, and let out a piercing scream, and the wind raged."
Five......
Four......
Three......
"The fat man half-squatted in the trench and changed the magazine of the sniper rifle.His body was covered in mud, his face was washed out of the trenches with sweat, his green military shirt was covered with a cold-proof vest, his blue trouser legs were tucked into his boots, and two holes had been worn out in his knees.Beside him, two or three Chakner wounded soldiers, looked at him without blinking.Listen to his mouth slowly counting down.After slapping the magazine and turning on the energy blaster again, the fat man smiled at a few wounded soldiers, and counted to himself: "......
Two......
One. ”The violent sound of gold and iron clashing stopped!
In the endless smoke of artillery fire, the tattered [Taihang], like a demon god who came out of hell, broke out of the sky with the smoke and dust in the sky.It strode to the position.The dust in the sky, along with the turbulent wind in the mountains and forests, swept behind it, and it was publicized.Everyone's eyes fell on its hands.The Chakner warriors gritted their teeth and trembled with excitement.And the Jeppen soldiers, who were lying on the mountainside, began to retreat one by one.At first, one or two slid down, and later, more and more people joined the ranks of the sliding, and in the end, the entire three rows of stragglers had evolved into a panicked rout!
Less than twenty seconds before and after!
[Toyama], who was originally showing off his might, has become a soft dead dog in the hands of [Taihang]!
Cheers rose to the sky.Dozens of ecstatic men straightened their throats and howled.There was jubilation on the battlefield.
(To be continued)