Not to mention that compared to the snow-capped peaks of the Socrates Mountains or the Shylocks Mountains around the basin, which are often thousands of meters high, even if placed in the city, it is just a small man covered with trees next to the space city with an average height of more than a thousand meters.Even if the electronic map is turned over and dozens of electronic actuators are deduced on the electronic sand table, I am afraid that no one would have thought in advance that the battle that exploded in the beautiful galaxy of Resque, which connects the main channel to the southeast and is known as the gate of Chuckner, is the most critical and tragic battle.At this moment, the slope to the west of Heights 152 is already a mess.As far as the eye can see, there are lying trees and craters of yellow dirt that have been turned out by bombs.The secluded mountains and forests have turned into an ugly leprosy head.The dense artillery fire was still ravaging the dirt, rubble, and dead branches and leaves on the ground over and over again.Mushroom-like black clouds rose up in front of the winding fortifications on the top of the mountain, and white and black gunpowder smoke billowed into the air.Thousands of Seuss mechs, lined up in five skirmishers, desperately raised their heads to attack.Up and down the mountain, I only saw energy artillery shuttling back and forth, intertwined into a huge network of light."
Hit!"
On the position that was shattered by the shell, an ensign Chuckner slammed the trigger in front of the universal lever.The muzzle of the huge hand-held enhanced energy cannon in the hand of the mecha lying on the firing position spun around quickly, and then suddenly shrugged, and hundreds of entangled and condensed filaments of light turned into a rugby-sized energy cannonball and sprayed out.In just a flash, he plunged into the group of Suss mecha at the foot of the mountain, and exploded with a cloud of white light that was impossible to see.The white light swept across the earth, and the air around it seemed to be violently pulled and pushed away, and a shock wave wrapped in dust and sand, forming a circle visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.It was only at this time that an earth-shattering loud bang rose to the sky with the shaking of the earth.This cannon was fired extremely accurately.A Seuss madman mecha that had just emerged from behind a large rock was hit directly.The steel body, which weighed nearly thirty tons, was blown away by the violent explosion.The hard shell and external armor shattered and peeled off like the crumbs on the skin of a charred mille-feuille, turning into a few small black dots in the white light, and after the green smoke cleared, only a charred skeleton remained.With a single hit, the lieutenant snapped back.In the deep giant trench underfoot, mechs are running back and forth with their waists hooked.The earth on both sides of the tunnel that had been shaken off by the explosion fell on them.In the left corner, a mech with a broken leg is replaced with a new one in the tunnel's emergency maintenance area.Mechs are more adept at moving through tunnels, replenishing ammunition at each firing position.On the outer side of the pit wall is a dense firing position.Every six meters, a lone mech lies on the slope and fires wildly down the hill.The violent sound of artillery was like a thunderbolt exploding around them, strings and pieces, endlessly tormenting people's nerves.The lieutenant took a deep breath and calmed his heart, which was shaken by the sound of the explosion.Glancing at the charging time of the energy cannon on the mech's computer.Fifteen seconds left until the next shot.Although the hand-held mecha energy cannon is hugely powerful, it has the disadvantage of slow shooting.No matter what kind of mecha, as long as it binds this big guy, it will be like a plant entwined with vines that absorb nutrients, contributing 80% of its energy and engine resources to combat.Waiting for the energy cannon to recharge in the heat of battle is really a crazy idea!
The second lieutenant scratched the brownish mess hard.His chapped lips opened and closed in silent prayer, and his head rose again as he waited to bury it.He craned his neck, desperately trying to keep his eyes in check, not being drawn by the fierce artillery fire and fighting that kept creeping into his ears in the center of the position.No need to look, he knows it.In the central position, which was only two hundred meters away from his location, more than two hundred bandit mechs were fighting to the death with nearly a hundred adjudicators!
Hand-to-hand combat in front of the position has always been the most tragic part of the ground war.No matter what era it is, this kind of human face-to-face killing is full of blood, full of tyranny, full of annihilation and despair.When the enemy rushed to the front of the position and tried to tear through the defense line with hand-to-hand combat, the impact and the crazy energy were more terrifying than the mudslide that poured down from the 10,000-meter-high mountain.There is no cowardice, and there is no bravery.There is no anger and no sadness.The two sides are like two beasts that have completely lost their minds and thoughts, and they only know how to use their most primitive instincts to scuffle and fight.Attack your opponent with all your might, and poke forward with red eyes.Tear each other's flesh and tear out each other's bloody hearts!
It is the deprivation of life between the same kind, the erasure of the entire history, traces of existence, thoughts and ** of one person from another.Whether it is the attacker or the defender, after a battle like the collision of ice and fire at the front of the position, the one that can survive will definitely not exceed 30%!
This data means that both sides have almost exhausted the last trace of strength, and almost only rely on the last few people to determine whether the position will continue to hold or be broken through.The second lieutenant has seen all kinds of fighting, and has seen the most tragic positional defensive battles.However, he never imagined that the battle could be so tragic as the front of the central position at this moment.He didn't dare look up.Because as long as he looked at it, he was afraid that he would never be able to turn his head again.In the future, there will be no more confidence in piloting mechas, and no more courage to fight!
This was the eighth assault of the Western Army, and at the same time, it was also the eighth assault of the two hundred Adjudicators.Those adjudicators with axe heads, cold and cruel.They walked in front of each of the thuss armoured clusters that attacked them, as if they were strolling leisurely.The rapid rain of long-range firepower could not pose any threat to them at all.As soon as they get close, their ion-light knives or fists will already pierce your body before your fingers give the mech a full movement command.This is a group of emotionless Grim Reapers, who harvest life with near-perfect control.No one can stand in their way except the bandits!
There was a loud bang.The second lieutenant finally couldn't help but turn his head to look.On the hillside in front of the central position, two mechs emerged from the smoke and flying mud.At the moment when they appeared, the two figures, one black and one blue, were like two magnets, tightly sucked together.The sound of steel striking and colliding like a storm is like a deafening heavy metal percussion!
Boom!
The cyan mech was kicked by the adjudicator on the arm of the head guard, and one rolled out more than a dozen meters on its side, and the mecha shell plowed several deep trenches into the ground.It was kicked in the forearm of its left hand, which was completely shattered.The transmission rod revealed the cracked shell, swayed and retracted, scraped against the steel plate at the crack, and made an unpleasant noise.The elbow joint was obviously broken, and the entire forearm was twisted in a strange position, and many parts were ejected from the cracks as the mecha transmission machinery forcibly moved.The second lieutenant only felt his heart tighten.He knew the mech's controller.It was a young Lieutenant Colonel Lelei named Stiller.With a kind smile and a handsome face.As soon as his heart was raised, he saw the cyan mecha hold up his hand and kick his foot, crashing into the adjudicator like a cannonball.A kind of fatal ferocity that makes people's scalps numb, explodes, and rushes to the face!"
Look for death!"
Enraged by Stiller's bravery and madness, the Adjudicator shouted angrily, raised his leg and bent his knees, and slammed into the head of the cyan mech.The movements of both sides were as fast as lightning and thunder, and in the blink of an eye, they were already in front of each other.The second lieutenant couldn't even breathe when he saw it, and his heart was pounding and pounding!
Seeing that the Adjudicator's iron knee was about to smash the head of the cyan Ranger to pieces, the second lieutenant suddenly appeared, and Stiller forcibly twisted his body in the light of stone, fire, and lightning, avoiding the vital point of the head, and sent the left severed arm and shoulder to the Adjudicator's knee, and at the same time, the right hand of the mecha thrust into the other leg of the Adjudicator."
Boom!"
Another deafening bang.The cyan mecha flew out again, its scarred body arcing through the air and slamming into the ground.There is no complete place in sight of the whole body.It was lying on the ground, its shell writhing, and its miserable appearance seemed to indicate that it was a complete failure, but the second lieutenant on the side clearly felt that it was laughing.That's a fat face, that's a sinister smile!
Twenty meters away, an ion dagger peeked out of the adjudicator's cabin.An unknown green liquid, mixed with dark red blood, flowed out of the gap and down the mech's shell to the ground.The adjudicator fell to his knees.The grim Spartan warrior's face was stiff and dazed.Its knee-flexing slam was completed, while its other leg was broken by the outlaw Stiller at the cost of half of his body, breaking the external drive rod and joint crankshaft.As a result, the moment it landed, it lost its balance and ability to move continuously, and fell to its knees.If you can give him another five seconds, no, maybe a second or two, it will be able to switch the drive to the backup system, get up from its kneeling position, continue to move, and continue to walk.Unfortunately, there are no if in this world.What is born will never change.The wheels of history and fate, after choosing a path, will only move forward coldly, and will never go backwards.An ionic dagger poking out of the smoke of gunpowder completely nailed it to this humiliating position.The second lieutenant witnessed the insidious and deadly attack from beginning to end.He saw that when Stiller's cyan mech was first kicked off, another cyan mech had already appeared behind the Adjudicator's side.At that moment, perhaps everything was not premeditated.However, when the two rangers appeared in each other's field of vision, there was no communication, and a lore was suddenly formed.Stiller, who fell to the ground, immediately bounced up, and his scarred body moved a crazy counterattack in a fierce posture of fighting for his life.While attracting all the adjudicator's attention, he made the adjudicator fall to his knees at the cost of a dent in his entire left arm and shoulder.From that moment on, the adjudicator could no longer stand up.It knelt in humiliation, its black shell reflecting the equally hideous smiling face of the arcing sneak attacker behind it.The mecha computer heard the sound of the energy cannon charging for the third time, but the second lieutenant didn't hear it.The blood in his body, pressed by the high-beating heart, rushed along the blood vessels.He could even hear the sound of blood flowing in his veins, and felt the bright red liquid constantly surging upward, ready to break through the Heavenly Spirit Cover!
It was the most perfect fit he'd ever seen, the most perfect kill!!
Simple, fierce, deadly!
Stiller staggered to his feet, the hideous wounds on the mech's body, and only a few pieces of his left arm with a broken connecting rod remaining, all of which recounted the horror of the battle.In front of him, the second Ranger, like a butcher killing a pig, violently stirred the adjudicator's chest with an ionic dagger in his hand, and then kicked the adjudicator to the ground with a clean lift of his leg.The black mech fell straight and upright, kicking up a cloud of dust.The two rangers spun around and soared into the air, charging into the warband, which was no longer distinguishable from each other in front of the central position.There, there were more of their companions fighting bloodily, and on the opposite side of them, there were more adjudicators constantly pounding their formations, trying to break through the defenses behind them.In the warband, a Ranger was shot through the chest.A large amount of blood poured out of the cockpit, and the shattered transparent cockpit canopy had turned red.Even so, it clung to the enemy's arm.The whole body is like hanging on the enemy.The terrified Adjudicator tried desperately to get rid of the Ranger, but he couldn't get rid of it until another Ranger next to him smashed him to pieces.The two mechs were entangled, and in a violent explosion, they turned into a huge fireball!
Not far away, two other mechs were scuffling.The adjudicator was as cold and indifferent as the Grim Reaper, and by this time he was gone.Riding on its body, it looks more like a dirt dog.They hit each other with their fists and rolled on the ground.What kind of control norms, what fourth-level, fifth-level, sixth-level formulas, what footwork, what killing moves, are all thrown out of the clouds.The rest is just an instinctive fight!
In the distance, black and cyan figures flickered in the smoke of gunpowder.They moved high, their fists and feet so fast that they could only hear a series of firecrackers.Those high-level technical actions that ordinary mechs can't think of are endlessly emerging in their hands.Not to mention this kind of life-and-death duel with life, even if you just watch it from the side, it makes people dizzy and drenched in cold sweat.The reaction is a little slower, there is a little mistake, and the final outcome is a crash!
The second lieutenant gritted his teeth and watched as the scarred figure rushed into the battle group, drowning in the mechs in an instant.When the energy-filled prompt sounded for the fourth time, he pulled the lever, and the mecha poked out of the firing position, aimed at a Seuss mecha that was less than 100 meters away from the position, and opened fire fiercely."
Kill!"
It was the deafening roar of hundreds of bandit soldiers of the Central War Regiment."
Kill!"
The blood and pride in the second lieutenant's chest gushed out with this murderous roar.The voice, fused into the roars of countless Chakner warriors, swept into the sky.The whole position, the mountains and the sea!
The palm of the mecha cut a perfect arc in the air and sank into the shoulders of a ranger.Reinhardt meditated in his mind, a precise step command was quickly translated into an action command through the mind sensor, and the mecha flickered backwards to the Ranger's side.With the ability to control the standard of eighty-five hands per second, the world seems to be unusually slow before my eyes.It was only a curved step, but Reinhardt had enough time to watch the cracked casing fragments and parts fly past his eyes.Looking at the smoke of gunpowder, floating in the void with the wind.The light from the explosion of several energy cannons came out of the dirt and spread in all directions.Countless Suss mechas, countless Chacna mechas, surging on the slopes of the mushroom clouds, staggering, fighting.Ten meters from the position!
Reinhardt silently calculated in his heart.The adjudicator, like a black ghost, lightly pressed against the opponent's back, and his fists struck twenty times in succession in one second.This is the simplest level of action.It's just that under the control of eighty-five movements per second, the simple punch of an ordinary fighter twice a second has increased tenfold, and the power has increased by a hundred times.The stormy fist pierced the ranger's back with ferocity, but the bandit soldier's elbow blow before he died still left a dent in the judge's shoulder.Pulling the mechanical hand out of the ranger's body, Reinhardt's handsome face was as cold as an ice sculpture.It's just that in those eyes, wisps of red faintly appeared, flashing a trace of hatred and violence.This was the thirtieth Ranger he had killed, and these sixty-handed, hands-on creatures, were powerless in front of him.However, it was these guys who always desperately left a trace on his mecha before they died.Although that kind of attack could not pose any threat to the adjudicator at all, it accumulated too much, and the damage control program of the mecha still turned dark red in many places.More importantly, Reinhardt could clearly feel that no matter how strong he was, no matter how many Ranger he killed, those poor creatures had no fear.They are a group of unreasonable madmen, and when they fight for their lives, what people feel is not heroic, but a kind of ridicule and ridicule.Even if the price is their lives, they don't hesitate to grab a handful and punch you.Just to you off!
Reinhardt admits that he was by these stubborn madmen.A few hours earlier, his carefully orchestrated challenge had been defused by the bandits in a brazen attack.Not only did it fail to re-boost the morale of the Souss-led forces, but it made them even more demoralized.In the seven strong attacks that followed, although he killed thirty rangers, the adjudicators of the two squadrons have not been able to break through the opponent's defense line so far.So far, out of the 200 adjudicators, only 90 remain.Of the more than 400 rangers in the bandit army, less than 200 remained.A battle loss ratio of 1:2.00 is a victory for others, but for the adjudicators, it is an out-and-out defeat.Reinhardt could easily identify the mechs.Because, their same fat face, as well as their fighting style and style, are all the same as that person!
In Gachalin, he was provoked by the fat man countless times.And now, hundreds of fat people, dangling in front of him, make fierce and obscene moves!
And five meters!
The position is only within one step!"
Boom!"
Reinhardt, who had just stepped onto the front of the position, crossed his arms to block the frontal kick of a Ranger, and the mech took a few steps back in succession, and the non-slip teeth on the soles of his feet pulled a few deep marks on the mud."
Humph!"
Reinhardt snorted coldly, and the mecha suddenly rushed forward without warning, and his fists went up and down, causing a sharp whistling in the air, and went straight to the ranger who had just landed.He was at the forefront of all the attacking mechs.Behind him, dozens of adjudicators, followed him step by step.This time, no matter what, he will break through the ground!"
Fuck you!"
The ranger, who was slowing down, drew two semicircles with his palms closed, swung Reinhardt's fist, and then took a step, Nakanomiya went straight in, and slammed one shoulder into the adjudicator's chest.Reinhardt's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze was like a knife, and the mecha retreated backwards under his feet, and then kicked out of his legs in a row."
your sister!"
The foul-mouthed bandit soldier slammed his shoulder into the air, then spun around in 270 degrees, and while dodging the chain leg, he smashed his fist into the adjudicator's left ear.Reinhardt leaned back and did a backflip to avoid the Ranger's fist.When the fist grabs the adjudicator's head by a fraction of a centimeter.Because it was too close and too fast, the air between the fist and the outer armor of the mecha turned into a red light in the friction.Reinhardt rolled over and landed, a few wrong steps under the mecha's feet, and had already reached the left side of the ranger, and his fists came out together, and a fierce double peak pierced his ears, heading straight for the ranger's head.He vowed to blow up this sweary-talking mongrel!
This time, the Ranger couldn't dodge Reinhardt's lightning-fast blow again.The mecha's head was shattered in an instant.As if he knew that he had no luck, the bandit soldier finally tried his best, hugged Reinhardt, the energy cannon in his chest and the missile launcher in his waist, and suddenly opened up!"
Fuck your sister!"
These were the last words that the bandit soldier left in this world.Immediately, the ranger turned into a soaring flame after a cloud of white light.The flames spread out, turning the surroundings into a sea of fire, and billowing smoke rose into the sky as the billowing flames rolled into the sky.Reinhardt almost rolled out of the flames in embarrassment.On the mecha's body, several pieces of smashed external armor hung like strips of rags, and the chest, arms, and thighs were full of scars.Looking at the burning fire, looking at the back of the fire, another ranger jumped out of the position, and he suddenly appeared, the position at a distance of just ten meters was so far away.
(To be continued)