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Following Tian Xing and walking into the actual combat training ground, dozens of fighters from the four major schools became more and more shocked as they walked.
There was no one but Fatty, Old Smith, and Geoffrey leading the way before them. The pilots in the training room resumed their training, and the bandit soldiers in charge of the guards also stood motionless at their original posts. Along the way, other members of the bandit army, including the recruits on the other side of the training ground, were all immersed in training, and they didn't even look at these dozens of people.
The entire training ground was filled with a kind of silent frenzy. It seems that nothing else can arouse the interest of these bandit soldiers who are focused on training. Their kind of engrossment made people suddenly feel a feeling of fright.
Walking into the wide training ground, not far away, dozens of bandit soldiers are crawling quickly in the mud. They climbed through the mud, grabbed the rope and climbed up to the high platform, and then jumped down without blinking their eyes. After rolling on the ground, they ran forward quickly, climbed over several obstacles, crossed the single-plank bridge, and climbed onto the rope net. , Flying with a single rope between two uprights tens of meters high.
In the middle of the training ground, some bandit soldiers are training in hand-to-hand combat. The soldiers locked their throats in groups of two and grabbed them. They kept falling down and standing up again and again. In the dust, there were violent shouts one after another. I don't know how long the training has been going on, and some soldiers are obviously exhausted, and they are still holding on staggeringly. He couldn't even stand still, but there was a murderous look all over his body.
The fighters of the four schools no longer had the arrogance they had at the door of the training room just now. They watched the bandit army's training quietly, their eyes flickering. Among them, there are many bandit fighters, they are the Phantom and Taili fighters they know. Not to mention how good the mecha control is, at least now, they feel that these people are completely different from them.
No one can tell how it is different. The training that these infantry only carry out was not worth mentioning in the eyes of school fighters in the past. They have always believed that only mech techniques are worth practicing hard. But now, in these former opponents, they saw a kind of sturdiness that made people fascinated!
Mecha-style physical training cannot achieve this effect! The phantom stream and Xintai stream have fully integrated into the bandit army, and those civilian fighters have become well-disciplined bandit army fighters! Thinking about the fighting power of the one hundred and twenty black bandit army mechas I saw, and looking at these people in front of me, everyone from the four major schools felt a kind of suffocation.
If facing such an opponent on the battlefield, how sure is he of winning?
Walking to the mecha landing pad, the fat man stopped in front of a [Horizontal Knife], patted the icy shell of the mecha with his hand, turned his head and said to Sade and Bridgeman: "This kind of mecha, Named [Heng Dao], it is the eighth-generation top-level combat armor of the Fimen League. It is equipped with a 300mm caliber armor-piercing energy cannon, two 150mm caliber high-speed cannons, four anti-aircraft missiles, eight ground-to-ground missiles, and fully enclosed energy One set of cover, one set of semi-enclosed energy cover, the maximum speed of road travel is 520 kilometers per hour, the maximum speed of cross-country is 360 kilometers per hour, and the speed of instant change of direction and return is 80 meters per second! The explosive speed of directional short-distance sprint is one per second. One hundred and ninety meters!"
Looking at the black mechas neatly lined up in front of him, and listening to Fatty's light introduction, the mechas of the four major schools remained calm on the surface, but in their hearts, they set off turbulent waves.
Except for the photos in military magazines, no one present has ever seen this type of military mecha. Before the war broke out, under the blockade of the Supreme United Council of Humanity, the free world absolutely did not allow this kind of mechs to exist.
After the outbreak of the war, even though they knew that the blockade had existed in name only, and that this kind of war weapon would enter the free world sooner or later, but when it was put in front of them, everyone realized that the shock they had suffered was far more shocking than they imagined. serious!
Now Mars is no longer a planet that can be ruled by private mechas or mechas modified with old-fashioned metal projectile weapons. Look at the ferocious gun barrel of the black mecha in front of you, and listen to its performance parameters¡ªin the face of the steel torrent formed by thousands of such mechas, who can resist?
This is a war, not a power struggle like before in the free world!
?The lore stream, the broken mountain stream, and the Thai stream, these three schools have been flirting with Xiyue for a long time, but in the end, before Xiyue's military mechas can set foot in Mars, Fimeng has already taken the lead! The Northern Business Alliance has endured for so many years, and everyone present knows exactly how much the paramilitary armored regiment that suddenly appeared in Puluo Town will cost. But so what? In front of these one hundred and twenty black mechs, they only ended up being wiped out.
look backp; With the eyes of Saad and Bridgman, how can they not see that since this fat man can pull out four or five phantoms so easily in such a small space in such a short period of time, he can naturally complete the phantom with a phantom at any time. Huabai!
What they need now is confirmation!
The data finally appeared in front of my eyes. From the fat man's windmill circling to the final end, it took four seconds! ~
Sade and Bridgeman ignored it stupidly, and suddenly, they didn't know whether it was fear or surprise.
Two basic skills of the second level, one fixed form of the third level, plus the five special skills required by the five phantoms. Without excluding the time required for landing and striking, this fat man actually took the time for these basic skills, Increased by 70%!
"God!"
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