"Bang dang!"
[Taihang] threw it away, and [Toyama] fell into the mecha trench, shaking the broken copper and iron next to him, and the muddy water splashed everywhere.Before Kozmo could jump out of the mecha, a skilled mechanic stepped forward to open the cockpit of [Toyama], and several motley soldiers who were hiding bored behind the position swarmed up and carried out the terrified Jeppen mecha warrior like a rabbit.Jackpen's face turned pale.Honestly let the Chakner warriors scold and fiddle, facing the muzzle of the gun aimed at him, showing an extremely cooperative gesture.Control yourself and don't do anything that angers your enemies.A pair of small triangular eyes with a hint of pity and a hint of trepidation, at a loss.Trying his best to awaken the sympathy of the victors, at this time, he was not connected to the mecha that was unscrupulously pouring fire in front of the position, showing off its might.In this world, there is no one who is not afraid of death.Anyone who pats his chest and says that he is not afraid of death is just a temporary realm, and he must be carefully investigated, and no one dares to say that he will regard death as his home for the rest of his life.If there is such a person, it is estimated that the fat man will take a mouthful of saliva when he goes up.Fuck you, you look timid, don't you?!
The battle for the positions is over.The retreating Jeppen people, in the fire that followed, finally did not regain their counteroffensive.The group of soldiers in gray uniforms lost all their courage and fled into the bunkers of the positions at the bottom of the mountain.Even a pistol-wielding officer on the position, who killed several soldiers who were running in the front, could not stop the panicked crowd.Once you choose to flee and turn your back to the enemy, you will always feel like something is staring at your back, and the chill is pressing.Under the pressure of the fear of death, I can't stop if I want to.In the face of such a rout, the experienced Chackner fighters naturally would not let go.Unlike the previous battles, the only thing they had to do was aim and shoot when they were in pursuit.It was a short and tragic massacre.The Jeppen soldiers, who were rushing down the hill, were shot in rows and rows.The gray figures who were rolling and crawling either fell to their knees stiffly, or stumbled and fell.Corpses littered the entire hillside.Between the sparse trees, all echoed were soul-chasing gunshots and heart-rending screams.No matter how fast a person's legs are, they can't be faster than bullets after all.Of the more than 200 Jeppen soldiers who participated in the charge, when they turned around and fled, there were only one hundred and fifty or six, and only sixty or seventy finally returned to their positions.This was the twenty-third attack repelled by the Chakna warriors.A miraculous battle.The kind of gap that knows that you will lose and die, but you turn around to win the victory, is too exciting for these extremely tired men.They howled at the top of their throats, their finger-thick veins flushed their necks, and their faces were as red as if they were soaked in blood.Those pairs of excited, surprisingly bright eyes made them look like a herd of bulls who had just won a duel.When they saw a group of miscellaneous soldiers again, the eyes of the soldiers were completely different.After this battle, even the mentally retarded know that the gang of miscellaneous cards in front of them is not as simple as it seems.Not to mention anything else, just looking at the fat major general's sniper marksmanship, he can afford to be superb.That's not something that can be blown out by mouth, it's a real skill that has been fought on the battlefield countless times of hard training!
And the mechwarrior.Everyone is knowledgeable, and the guys with eyes on the top of their heads in the special battalion of the armored division are not opponents of others!
Having let go of their prejudices, the Chacner warriors began to make amends for their previous lack of sight.They are all people who walk on the line of life and death, right is right, wrong is wrong, in their dictionary, there is no word hypocrisy.As soon as they walked into the mecha trenches, a group of Chakner men blended into the crowd of bandit soldiers without a trace, as if they had seen relatives reunited after a long absence.Those who smoke cigarettes, take food, set close, and pat sycophants, all of them are very busy."
Brother, get a cigarette."
The senior soldier with his own slap mark on his face sat next to Baz: "Just now......
Hehe, I'm too busy, I haven't had time to greet you yet, where are you calling?
”Buzz glanced at the sparse golden, high-headed, freckled soldier with a nose and cheeks, took the cigarette he handed over, accepted his explanation of being "very busy" just now, and said with a smile: "Just came from the Longbow Galaxy." ”"The Longbow Galaxy?"
The senior soldier exchanged glances with the corporal sitting on the other side, who also had a slap print on his face, turned on the lighter, and asked, "Salga?"
”"Mars."
Buzz put on the fire and lit a cigarette: "I just fought a battle in the Longbow System and killed two elephant-class fleets of the Binaert Empire, and I heard that you are in trouble, no, I came." ”"Kill ......
The two Elephant-class fleets ......" the senior and the corporal were dumbfounded.The lighter in the private's hand shuddered, almost hitting a strand of Buzz's forehead."
Comments?"
Buzz smirked."
I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
The superior soldier shook his hand and closed the lighter: "Brother, I admit it, we just looked away."
But you're so unreliable......"
Buzz rolled his eyes: "Bragging?
When you read the military report, you will know if I am bragging. ”The senior soldier rolled his eyes, not believing it anyway."
Brother, which unit are you?"
The corporal on the side diverted the topic, pointed to Baz's uniform, and asked, "Why have we never seen this kind of uniform?"
”"We're not regulars," Buzz grinned, flashing the badge on his shoulder, "Mars bandits, have you heard of them?"
”The corporal looked at the big bandit word and shook his head in a daze.The self-proclaimed bandit army, this was the first time he had heard of it.The senior soldier on the side had a bright eye, and said excitedly: "I have heard that Mars was beaten down by a bandit army.Later, it was taken over by the Fyan people, and I heard that the commander of the bandit army was a colonel Leray.Could it be ......
"That's us!"
”Buzz raised his head proudly and pointed at the fat man not far away: "That's the colonel you said, and now he is a major general."
Our leader. ”"Amazing!"
In fact, the high-ranking soldiers, who only knew a little about the Battle of Mars, quickly changed the topic and gave a thumbs up: "I heard that the Leray Federation fought bravely, but we didn't believe it much before, but now I believe it."
Not to mention anything else, your general's sniper marksmanship alone really opened our eyes. ”As he spoke, the senior soldier rushed at Feng Laosi, who was holding a sniper rifle, and said to Baz: "Did you see this guy?"
”"Sniper?"
Baz glanced at Feng Laosi, who was a little depressed."
Samsung sniper.In a group of twelve, he killed three.Half a year. ”The senior soldier smiled gloatingly: "Usually when you talk to us about marksmanship, your eyes are long and the top of your head is on it, but today you can admit it."
You fat general, in less than half an hour, killed at least thirty!
Pointing where to hit, that marksmanship, it's really a god!
”Baz's surname is jumped, and he is the most obedient to the fat chief.At this time, when he heard the senior soldier so deliberately flattering, he immediately boasted with a smile: "What is that, to be honest, you really want to see the majesty of our general in the mecha......
Hehe, I'm afraid my eyes will fall off.I, Buzz, have never served a few people in my life, but we generals, I am a good servant. ”"Major General Mecha Warrior?"
The Chakna warriors who gathered around on the side couldn't help but be surprised.Mechanic Shen Ming hugged the gun in his arms and asked in amazement, "Isn't he a mechanic?"
”"Who says a mechanic can't be a mech?"
Buzz pouted."
How many levels?"
Sampson, who couldn't hold it anymore, asked.After hearing that this group of guys was from Mars, the only mecha warrior left in the company couldn't contain his heartbeat."
How many levels?"
Buzz was stunned and scratched his head: "I don't know about this."
I don't know. ”It's not that Buzz is playing tricks, in fact, whether it is military or the standards of the civilian mecha fighting world, even the standards are not very applicable to them, how can they be used to measure the great fat chief.The Chakner warriors looked at each other in confusion, somewhat incomprehensible.Is there anyone in this world who doesn't know his level?
Is there still a level that is not clear?
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Sampson pointed to Kozmo next to the mecha and said, "Then this guy should be at least an eighth-level mecha warrior, right?"
”"Military level eight, forty-five hands per second, right?
Then you're underestimating people. ”Buzz's words were not shocking, and his words shocked everyone present: "Using the standards of our civilian mechanics, that guy is now estimated to be at the level of a first-class mecha commander, although it is a little worse, and his hands have sixty-two movements." ”As he spoke, Buzz glanced at Kozmo, amplified his voice and said fiercely: "However, don't look at his stinky fart, if we don't guess the fist and lose, it's his turn?!"
”Hearing Baz's undisguised voice, Kozmo, who was not far away, raised his eyebrows faintly.The Chakner warriors sitting around Baz couldn't believe their ears.Sampson stammered: "First-level mecha commander, sixth......
Sixty-two moves?
”His dull gaze was focused on Kozmo.Kozmo twriggled his buttocks, stepped on the muddy water at the bottom of the pit, and walked towards the fat man sitting at the far end.Buzz has a lively surname, likes to brag, likes to play tricks, makes friends and jokes.And his surname is much calmer.What happened to Phantom Stream before he met the fat man was enough to make this young sect master more mature than ordinary people.It really didn't make much sense for him to defeat a Jeppen Warrior who couldn't move more than 30 times per second and show off in front of this group of infantry.And only Buzz is happy to do it.Sampson looked stupidly at Kozmo who walked away, completely unable to believe that this young man in his twenties, who looked like a student, was actually a smart man with his hands moving sixty-two times per second!
In this era of mechas, some people may not know what a first-class mecha commander is, but no one knows what it means to move a hand at sixty-two times per second!
In Chuckna, a top-level ninth-level mecha warrior, but fifty hands per second.Sixty movements per second, that's a level 10 mecha warrior!
Not to mention the infantry divisions, if you sift through all the mecha divisions of Chucna, you can't find them!
As far as Sampson knows, Chuckner's top mecha warriors are currently at the peak of their hands just reaching fifty-five movements per second!"
It can't be!"
Sampson, who had been stupid for a long time, suddenly jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on."
Is it high?"
Baz, who was more vain than the fat man, pretended to be surprised as if he had eaten honey: "My hands also move sixty times. ”As he spoke, he pointed to Hargrove, Monson and the others next to him: "I've heard of the mecha God of War, they are all of them."
Sixty-five moves in the hand. ”Boom, all the Chakner warriors only felt a loud bang in their heads, and all thoughts disappeared.They looked dumbfounded, followed Buzz's fingers, and a group of heartless ragtags stood around, standing and sitting.Several of them, meeting their gaze, also raised the cigarette cans in their hands and smiled and nodded at themselves.It's just a rabble.The woods outside the barrier around the position were burning quietly, and the flames licked and rolled the trunks of the trees like torches, and from time to time there was a beeping and popping sound.The black, grayish-blue smoke swam in the mountain breeze, and the smell of burnt smoke mixed with the humid air of the valley was suffocating.The crater was deep and white smoke was still emitting, and in the stagnant water at the bottom of the crater, a trace of crimson blood could be seen flowing down from the corpse on the slope.The fat man sat on an ammunition box, staring at the freshly captured mecha in front of him, shivering and panting.The deafening sound of gunfire and explosions had been silent for several minutes, but only now seemed to be fading away from my ears.There is no regular combat uniform of the 6th Army, and the uniform on his body has been worn out with several big holes.The body and feet are full of mud, and even the face and neck are not clean.The sniper rifle was no longer able to hold it, leaning against the wall of the pit, and the tactical helmet was thrown at his feet and wobbly.Sweaty and short, tangled into a handful of small ones, it looks like a hedgehog.This positional battle has exhausted all the strength of the fat man.Although when fighting, you can still shoot desperately.But as soon as it stopped, the instinctive fear began to work.The body was shaking and aching uncontrollably, as if it was about to fall apart.He stared blankly at the ground, not even bothering to roll his eyes.Another enemy attack was repulsed, and a mech was captured, which only needed simple repairs to be able to enter the battle......
However, the surrounding area was already surrounded, and the mountains were full of enemies.Judging from the Jerpen's net, their main force has crossed the line of defense where they are currently and began to attack the second line of defense behind them.The position I am currently in is like being in the middle of a rolling high traffic flow.Just take a random step, or a flick of the flying car's lever by some ill-intentioned guy, and you will be swallowed and drowned.What an uncreative way to die......
The fat man's eyes rolled, trying to find an end to his life in this land full of charred craters.Fuck, it's like it's uncomfortable to lie anywhere.If you miss an arm or a broken leg again......
No, we can't wait any longer.The fat man picked up the maintenance arm and looked at the [Toyama] mecha in front of him.The Jeppen people under the mountain are just a battalion.In the case of heavy casualties in the last offensive, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not call for reinforcements.If you come with an armored company, or a few fighters, you have to explain it here!
The only way is to strengthen yourself!
Grab their mechs first!
You force Lao Tzu!
Starting the maintenance arm, the fat man was about to attack [Toyama], when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.Dog, where did that little bastard go?
It says that it collects weapons, why is he not on the position?
(To be continued)