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Chapter 677 Deathmatch (Part 1)

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    Ten adjudicators, in the form of skirmishers, walked among the jungles full of towering ancient branches and vines.

    These mechas have black matte shells.  The head shape is a Spartan warrior helmet, and the metal hair crown on the top of the helmet is like a curved axe, extending from the back of the head to the forehead.  The entire cheek is covered by thick metal, and even the bridge of the nose has an arrow-shaped nose guard.  Only the y-shaped gaps for the eyes and mouth remain.

    This distinctive helmet, together with the leaf-shaped shoulder armor, breastplate and armor joints of the arm and knee pads, makes the Ten Judges look like ten walking out of the time-space gap of the old fifth century AD,  An ancient Spartan warrior lost in the Leifeng Star jungle in 2064 AD.  That sturdy and slender body contained a leopard-like explosive power in every step.

    Jumping over a fallen dead tree, a mecha walking in the front suddenly squatted down in the thick fallen leaves, and at the same time raised its mechanical arm, clenching its five fingers into a fist.

    The team behind them stopped quickly.  The adjudicators who extended to the two wings and the tail of the team each faced their own warning area, and instinctively took a defensive posture in a battle state.

    The suddenly rotating energy muzzle protruding out of the mecha shell, the missile pod hanger that bounced off quickly, the energy shield and ion light knife emitting a faint cold light, made these mechas look like a group of wolves who discovered the enemy's invasion of the territory at this moment.  They opened their upper lips angrily, exposing their sharp fangs, and roared in a low voice, extremely ferocious.

    Team leader Wood lowered his fist and listened carefully to his surroundings.

    After confirming that there was no danger in the surrounding area, the 35-year-old former Lieutenant Colonel of Binarte made a gesture to signal the team members to remain vigilant.  Immediately, he controlled the mech to jump up and leaped forward silently.

    The black mecha catapulted left and right among the trees and passed by.  The lightness and quickness of the movement.  It seems that what is running in the jungle is not a machine made of metal, but a black panther looking for food,

    After more than twenty seconds, Wood stopped behind a small hill on the edge of the jungle.

    The sun shines in from the slope of the hillside, and the dark primeval forest area is shrouded in a light golden light.  The line of sight thus extends from tens of meters to hundreds of meters.  In the distance, there were only shadowy trees in the distance, revealing their mottled bark and tangled vines in the sunlight.  The yellow leaves on the ground are like a thick carpet, spreading all the way to the depths of the jungle.

    There are dense birch trees growing on the steeply sloping hillside.  A few large raised rocks rose from the litter of the slope and were covered with damp moss.  A broken dead branch lay horizontally on the ground beside the rock, dangling in the wind, withered but not falling leaves.  Looking beyond the broken spider webs on the forks of dead branches, Wood could clearly see nearly a kilometer down the hillside.

    Here is a small farm in Bargosa on the outskirts of Franco Town.

    The only small road meanders from the foot of the mountain in the distance, and turns to the east along the small river leading to the downtown area of ??Frenso Town about 400 meters away from the hillside.  A small stone bridge connects the roads on both sides of the creek.  Going up a muddy slope to the east of the small stone bridge, there is a small forest, a few residential buildings and a large farmland.

    At this moment, the farm is very quiet.  A large piece of farmland full of bomb craters, dilapidated fences, half-collapsed warehouses, and dilapidated and rusty agricultural mechs all tell the people passing by that the owner here has already left his hometown due to the war.

    The new owner is a Fimeng armored company.  One of the rows was near the side of the hill where Wood was.  There are twelve mechas guarding the stone bridge, and two squads are in the shape of an inverted pin with the stone bridge, respectively guarding the farmhouse with gray walls and blue roofs on the right side of the slope opposite the river, and the farmland two hundred meters away on the left.  In the open space beside the irrigation canal.

    The remaining two platoons of the armored company were concentrated in the northeast of the farmhouse near a grove, guarding both sides of the road leading to the central city of Franco Town on the east side of the farmhouse.

    Upon seeing this armored company, Wood's pupils shrank involuntarily and rapidly.

    Cyan fat mechs, a small number of ugly heavy and medium mechas, mixed electronic mechas of Jeppen, Lelei, Gacharin and Desik, including [listen], [element], [  Antenna] and other time-tested models There is no doubt that this is the ultimate goal of the Judgment 1st Battalion this time - Bandit Armored Division!

    How did they appear here, and when did they enter the battle? Did the forward troops attacking Banyunling collapse so quickly because of the main force of the Fimen League or because of the appearance of this armyWood frowned  , All kinds of questions came to my mind for a while.

    It has been two full weeks since General Rosenberg of the Binart Empire arrived at Leifeng Starminimum.

    As the mecha ran into the depths of the jungle, the surrounding light dimmed again.  The trees and leaves are getting denser and the air is getting more humid.

    After flashing past a big tree with entangled roots that could only be embraced by twenty people, Wood saw the team on guard.  He stopped and was about to wave to the team members when he suddenly felt an extreme danger.  Turning around almost subconsciously, the mecha rolled over, stepped on the trunk of the big tree in the air, and ejected in the opposite direction.

    Boom, an energy cannon hit the big tree.

    The violent explosion blasted a gap in the huge trunk of the big tree, sawdust flying and mud splashing, the high temperature ignited the tree in an instant, and the flame rushed towards the giant canopy-like canopy.

    Wood, who rolled to the ground, saw that his team members had jumped up collectively.  At the same time, in the surrounding area, thirty black mechs they had never seen before rushed towards them like monsters coming out of the abyss

    Well, as a "writer", I pick flowers no, pick wind

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