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    [God-given] The way the mecha gets on the plane is very special. Its drop-shaped cockpit on the chest is not fixed, but can move up and down. When the mecha is squatting, the driver only needs to sit with his back facing the mecha  The cabin, which is separated like a shell, can gently wrap the driver in and then rise to the chest.

    Fatty was full of praise for this design. At the critical moment, this way of getting on the plane is obviously much more convenient than climbing up and sticking his buttocks into the cockpit, and it is also much safer.

    Then the seat automatically moved back to the depths of the mech's chest, and seeing the instruments on both sides and the split console seamlessly close in front of him, the fat man burst into admiration again.  The virtual keyboard is also automatically adjusted to the position under the hand.

    "Tsk tsk, look, this is the advanced intelligent mecha!" The fat man grabbed the intelligent auxiliary helmet hanging in front of him with one hand, and took out a metal ball with the other and threw it on the console: "Hurry up, put this mecha  Give me a thorough analysis from beginning to end! Learn more about these smart devices, and I¡¯m ashamed of the world¡¯s number one artificial intelligence, first design a more comfortable smart cockpit for me.¡±

    On the titanium alloy surface of the metal ball, three hexagons like football patterns were cracked. With a sound of "Zi", a mechanical head and two miniature mechanical hands bounced out at the same time. This is the new mobile body of the little kid.  up.  Although its intelligent core is on [Logic], this does not affect it running around with the fat man through the network or wireless data transmission.

    It is of course impossible for ordinary people to steal the data and information of this mecha, and even the top mecha scientist cannot obtain the secrets of the mecha without the help of laboratory equipment.

    Not to mention analysis, they didn't even have the chance to enter the inside of the mecha.

    However, a hard-to-get liar and an artificial intelligence can do exactly that.  The appearance of the little kid obviously means that Douglas and Newson have fallen for the fat man.

    The little boy ignored the fat man, his electronic eyes were all bright, and he couldn't wait to insert the micro-mechanical arm directly into the data interface of the mecha computer, with a lewd and comfortable face.

    A minute later, this [Bestowed by God], like a woman who gave up all resistance and stripped off all her clothes, was naked in front of the two thieves.

    Adjusted the holographic glasses in front of the right face of the helmet, and confirmed that the basic data of the mecha were normal. The fat man continued his conquest regardless of the kid, and pulled the control lever, and the mecha stood up suddenly amidst the high-speed roar of the engine.  .

    This battle attracted more attention than the first one.

    Fatty has become a myth in the minds of many freedom fighters and all Lelei fighters. He personally fought against the ninth-level mech fighters. What could be more exciting than this fight?

    Among the fighters of the Independence Army and the elite mech soldiers of the Feyan Republic, there are also a small number of people who have watched Le Lei's propaganda film of the Great Patriotic War. They are looking forward to confirming with their own eyes whether this hero is a Sibei or not.

    And more people were shocked by the sudden outburst of the [Hunter] in the first game. This shock naturally turned into attention for the next game. Therefore, when the two [God]  When Ci] stepped into the center field, everyone held their breath.

    Those who paid attention to the game were not only the officers and soldiers present, but also Bonnie in the tattered [Warcraft] cockpit in the distance.  She bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and a pair of eyes that were both happy and ashamed and teary were staring intently at the picture captured by the mech's hyperopia.

    "Can we start?" Newson, who was driving the golden gold version [God Bestowed], asked politely.

    The black [God Bestowed] stood at attention, put on a strange posture with his hands clasped in front of his lower abdomen, and said affirmatively: "Yes" Newson smiled and started suddenly.  But seeing the black [given by the gods] bent down, nodded to a certain vanished nation, and continued sincerely: "Can wait?"

    The golden [God Bestowed] stopped in a hurry, looking as if he was injured by internal force.

    "I'm sorry to trouble you!" The black [God-given] bowed twice: "Please wait a moment, let me get used to the control first." Bowed three times with a solemn expression.

    Amid the swearing and cursing of the audience, the fat man was forced to give up the idea of ??bowing endlessly. The black [God-given] stretched his legs, bent over, and dawdled for a while with stiff hands and feet.  Finally, after hearing the little boy's triumphant "Fixed!", the fat man stopped doing the mecha aerobics.

    At the moment when the black [God Bestowed] stopped, everyone present felt a sense of suffocation. There seemed to be a strong murderous aura permeating the mecha.

    "Hey, I said, this mech is wrong" ??.  This guy eats so badly that he can't even vomit, that fat man is not human at all!  His venting violent attack was simply playing with all the audience.

    Newson really wanted to jump out and accuse Fatty of being mean and shameless loudly, but it was an indisputable fact that he had the same fighting power as himself and defeated him in a head-on battle!

    In the dead silence, the fat man slowly walked out of the black [God-given].  He stood there calmly, his body was as straight as a javelin, and his eyes were sharp.  He scanned the audience indifferently, finally set his eyes on Rashid, and said in a very calm voice: "Assemble!"

    "Assemble!" As Rashid roared at the top of his throat, the soldiers of the 19th Division and a regiment on the sidelines immediately swarmed out.  In ten seconds, from the 100-meter sprint to the calmness of a flat lake, the most elite troops are no more than that.

    Fatty said coldly: "Two victories out of three, we have already won. From today onwards, we are the most elite special forces in the theater and enjoy all priority."

    "The last hand-to-hand combat, let's admit defeat!" He glanced at Douglas, suddenly jumped up, and whipped his legs on the data collection device suspended beside him like a steel whip.  Tens of kilograms of metal balls were thrown out by this leg, like a cannonball fired from the same chamber, blasting a big hole in the central computer on the sidelines.

    This fierce windmill whip kick shocked several Feiyan fighters who were preparing for the third fighting match on the sidelines, the muscles on their faces trembled, and a chill ran up their spine.  Mouth wide enough to swallow an egg.

    "What I want to tell you is" Fatty looked at a group of soldiers, and snorted coldly: "Not everyone in the 19th Division can be teased. If you see such a thing in the future, do you know what to do?"

    "Beat the fuck!" The hooligans are innocent, cute and smart.

    "The answer is correct, two columns, return to the camp." The fat man couldn't control his expression, and nodded with a wink.

    When queuing up and passing the viewing area, the hooligans all smothered their laughter: "Can a superpower pretend to be aggressive? If you piss off our teacher, he will make you mad if he pretends to be aggressive!"

    After showing enough limelight and taking advantage of it, the Lelei people walked away.  The independence army and freedom fighters also gradually dispersed, leaving only Fei Yang's soldiers, still dazed by the sudden blow.

    A group of Lelei people laughed and surrounded the fat man. Just as he returned to the camp, he heard a clear voice: "Fatty." The hooligans turned their heads and saw a doorway of a dormitory in the camp area, wearing an apron and holding a spatula.  Bonnie stood there tenderly: "I cooked the dishes and came to eat."

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    Damn it, my wife never cooks, so I do it all! She shouted angrily: ¡®Ask for a monthly ticket! Keep the one for May too!

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