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"Is this the real strength of the bandit army?!"
In the silent headquarters, there was only a heavy snort, and the violent and bloody scene in front of them made all the Fidelity League officers dizzy. Everyone's heartbeats became faster and faster along with the blood lines moving fast like waves in the endless Sus mecha formation on the plain!
Boom boom boom boom!
Everyone felt as if a hundred thousand war drums were hidden in their chests, beating at the same time at this moment!
Even those with a little foresight can see from the development of mecha combat in recent years that the future trend of high-end mechas and advanced fighters will become kings. However, when the bandit army of five hundred war gods started their bloody massacre along the d88 road, everyone still found it difficult to accept.
The charging black mechs had strangled to the deepest part of the Xiyue armored forces, and the five hundred vehicles were divided into five centurions, blooming from the center, and slashing in all directions. The screams of explosions and the sound of iron and steel colliding can be heard endlessly. The clusters of bright red flames and splattered flesh and blood formed a picture of the end of the world.
Rather than saying that this is a modern mecha war, it would be better to say that the five hundred vehicles rampaging to reap life with their knives are the heavy cavalry that rushed into the civilian population in ancient times!
Strong and fragile, so intuitive.
The average hand speed of a Sus mech fighter is only thirty, and his understanding of combat has just changed from long-range strikes to melee combat. How could it be the opponent of the Bandit Army God of War with an average hand speed of over sixty-five moves? !
What's more, the God of War of the bandit army has to add the hand speed increase of the mecha martial arts! You have to count the performance advantage of the twelfth-generation mecha against the eighth-generation and ninth-generation Suss-style mecha! Even the combat experience they lacked the most before has been honed to be practical and terrifying in the fat man's teaching of combat skills and repeated actual combat without fancy.
The killing methods taught by the fat man have always been the most effective and darkest. He has been training the bandit army directly under the special battalion as his gold medal fighter.
In terms of tactical use and military literacy, the Gods of War may not be as good as those veterans who are proficient in various weapons and have strong survivability, and can perform tasks under various terrain conditions. In front of them, the military ace fighter is just a kid in kindergarten.
The gap in strength has doomed the outcome of the battle from the very beginning.
Fatty's order was as simple as one word - kill! This kind of head-on confrontation does not require any tricks at all, it is completely a collision of strength. Hit the eggs with stones, even if there are ten million Seuss eggs in front of you, the final result is just a bloody egg yolk!
He ordered to open the passages on the two wings, and the bandit army would fight this battle alone.
There is no time limit, no strategic missions, and no constraints on the survival of other friendly forces. He brought Wubai Hengxing to a place less than five kilometers away from the fifth resource road on the D88 road, and left the rest to the gods of war who had become so proficient at crushing massacres that they could no longer improve their level.
As long as they are happy, they can use any means to slaughter the enemies in front of them. The more brutal and bloody the better.
Fatty has never been a soft-hearted person. Except for Erbaiwu and idiots, only bastards and son-of-a-bitch would have the idea of ??letting the enemy survive. Those who stood far away from the battlefield and made sarcastic remarks were caught by him, and there was only one ending, and that was to send them to the battlefield to let the enemy test whether his ass was as beautiful as his mouth.
The rampant performance was fully brought into play by the gods of war's hand speed of more than sixty-five movements per second. The mecha has more than 7,200 units of energy shield, which is nine times that of the ordinary ninth-generation Suss mecha. The engine power and power of the transmission system of the miniature battleship version are four times that of the eleventh generation long knife, and the instantaneous speed is also four times.
This means that in front of Seuss fighters, these black devil mechs have become a group of undead ghosts, irresistible butchers, and wanton executioners.
Among the torrential energy cannons, the five hundred rampant energy shields are always faint blue light. Even if there were occasional close shots, the Seuss pilots who tried to die together could only watch the opponent's energy shield flash and then become silent. In the next second, these Sus mecha fighters will turn into a spray of blood mist under the rampant iron fist.
With rampant power, it only takes one punch to smash a ninth-generation Suss mech into bursting fragments.
The armor strength of the ninth-generation mechas is simply unable to resist rampant attacks. And the speed of the mechs and the control level of the Seuss fighters themselves are not enough for them to avoid the rampant fists. In front of these black devils, they are not so much fighters fighting for life and death, but ratherA few afterimages appeared, like a black Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara.
Fatty stepped back while blocking Reinhardt's attacks one by one.
The two mechas advanced and retreated as fast as flying arrows. The huge roar of the engine, and the irregular brightness and darkness of the ion jet stream of the auxiliary thrusters made the two shadows look like two ghosts wandering fast.
"Bastard! Less culture, more bullshit!"
Blocking Reinhardt's volley, the fat man spat hard, controlled the universal joystick with his left hand to change six gears in an instant, and sprinkled a phantom on the virtual keyboard with his right hand. Logic paused, the engine screamed from low to high, the auxiliary thrusters suddenly lit up, the body rose from the ground, and the legs were kicked out in a row.
"Come down!!" Reinhardt's voice exploded in a series of metal and iron clanging. The adjudicator waved his hands continuously, getting faster and faster, first to block, and then catch up with the speed of the fat man's legs, changing from blocking to grabbing, trying to grab the fat man.
This time he was about to be caught, and the fat man who had nowhere to bear force in the air was almost certain to die.
"Damn you!" Fatty grinned, the magnetometer was activated instantly, and a terrifying invisible force spread out.
Reinhardt only felt that the arm of the mecha was pushed violently, the middle door opened wide, and the fat man kicked the adjudicator's chest hard, and threw him out backwards. At the same time, the fat man used his strength to turn around and shot out. With a backhand grab, he grabbed the mechanical leg of a judge who was caught off guard, and swung it up.
Reinhardt flipped in the air, and just barely kept his balance and landed, he saw the fat man swooping towards him with an adjudicator. His face suddenly changed. The Judgment is known for its speed, and it is impossible for it to withstand the smashing attack of a mecha weighing dozens of tons. Fighting for strength is not a rampant opponent at all.
"Huh!" With a shriek, the fat man swung up the adjudicator and smashed it down on Reinhardt's head. The huge mecha blocked all of Reinhardt's attack lines.
Reinhardt retreated in horror, barely avoiding the huge weapon in the fat man's hand. There was only a loud noise, and the broken rocks on the ground flew randomly, and the adjudicator fell to the ground like a landslide.
Before Reinhardt could recover from the shock of the huge power of the broken mecha, the fat man danced the deformed mecha in a windmill, and rushed towards him again.
"Don't run!" The fat man gained the upper hand and was elated.
The mecha swung it with great joy.
Boom! boom! boom! A deafening bang was transmitted to the hall of the Phoenix City Command through the Skynet screen.
Looking at the fat man who swung his mech and followed the enemy fiercely, everyone's eyes were straightened
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