The next day, the sky was blue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For mobility, this is good news and no better news. If it's a family trip, for example, the support department, take Xiao Qiya, and the whole family goes to camp and picnic together, this bright weather is really pleasant.

However, for raids, it may not be good weather.

With such ample illumination, even if the Merkava has its own optical invisibility device, it will leave an unnatural phantom in mid-air.

You Tatsumi doesn't like gambling with small odds.

He likes to gamble, but he doesn't like to lose, like every gambler. When he gambles, it must be when he has a bigger chance of winning.

The enemy has two divine machines - one of which has been determined, and it has been solved by Merkava No. 5 and Chief Ain - the performance of the divine machine You Tatsumi does not know, but it must not be too weak, and it should be very powerful to ask the enemy together.

In fact, wasn't the Merkava 5 just in optical camouflage and discovered?

But after thinking about it, there is no "secrecy" to talk about the assault on Crossbell. Crossbell has no long feet, it will always sit in this place. No matter how clever you are, you must go to Crossbell, and the Wind Blademaster and Mariabel just need to wait for their work.

Without the shield, Crossbell has definitely attracted the attention of the enemy. It's a real nuisance.

"It's going to begin."

On the Tower of Vision, Arian Hurd and the Iron Fleet left Merkava. They didn't have to go toe-to-toe with Mariabel. Not attacking the volunteers is already a great favor, how can you ask them to do more?

A hint of unbearability flashed in Arian Hurd's eyes, a rare vacillation for a woman as determined as steel.

"Your Excellency. We ......"

"We went to meet the Son. Fear...... Now she can't last long. Someone had to assist her. ”

Faced with Du Barry's question, Arian Hurd's wavering was fleeting, as if it had been just an illusion before.

"Yes."

"Let's go to the wetlands. That's the final place, at least, I'm going to see the Tower of Babel come to fruition......"

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The Wehrmacht had long since stopped the pursuit of the support section, and under the orders of President Dita, all the staff were on alert in the city of Crossbell, and the faint uneasiness gradually turned into a deep anxiety.

You know, there was no large-scale invasion on "this part of history", and Crossbell did not suffer a devastating blow, and the citizens did not understand why the support section in their memory was arrested, nor did they understand why a large number of Wehrmacht troops suddenly came, almost inseparable from the police, occupying every corner of Crossbell.

All the inhabitants know is, it seems, that some conspiracy is about to start again......

Again?

Why [again]?

Everyone doesn't understand.

Everyone only knows that today is bound to be an extraordinary day.

Two of the three divine planes named after Crossbell's patron saint were dispatched.

In the eyes of the residents, they were two lines like meteors, one blue and one white, splitting the sky.

"It's about to begin...... ......"

Somewhere, a boy with black broken hair, his amber eyes clearly reflected a straight line that cut through the sky.

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"Hee-hee, then, let's make a big fuss! Patil Matiel! ”

In the west of Crossbell, the petite girl grinned and raised the golden scythe in her hand. At her command, a crimson robot that resembled a tall building flew out.

It was a huge existence called a "super extreme weapon".

This title includes "Dreadnought Armor", "Dreadnought Attack", and "Dreadnought-Class Strategic AI". Taken together, it's a huge threat.

As the "patron saint" that protects Crossbell, the god machine will naturally not allow such a big threat to exist.

The blue magic machine swooped down on Patil Matir at an unbelievable speed.

Both bodies are types that value power, Patil Martiel's main weapon is a shoulder-mounted heavy particle cannon, while the blue god machine's main weapon is a huge piling rig with two arms, and in order to use this exaggerated weapon, their bodies are naturally made extraordinarily wide, looking like two small hills fighting each other.

"Hey, hey, here, here! Kill it! Patil Matil! ”

Ling shouted with joy as she drove the magic, an aqua blue glow floating on her scythe.

Channeling magic is not very powerful for the divine machine. However, the exception is the water magic of the air conditioner.

With such a large body, in order to drive it, it naturally needs a lot of fuel. The use of fuel will cause a surplus of heat. It is the precision parts inside the god machine, which are kept in a high temperature state for a long time, especially if Novatis is a crazy person who pursues [performance], the purpose of the god machine was designed at the beginning, which is to bring the "treasure" of the nearly infinite energy to the fullest, and now that the power of Qi Ya has not awakened, the god machine that has to use ordinary energy has to be used, and the data in all aspects are unsatisfactory.

Especially on the "heat".

Excessive heat can lead to a reduced life of the part, and the more precise, smaller the part, the more noticeable this feature is.

What if you poured cold water on a hot part?

The answer is to make the already high-load parts even more miserable......

Ling is a genius in conductive mechanics, and at the same time, with the guidance of Jonachus and F. Novatis, she can see at a glance the problem of the divine machine.

Of course, Shenji himself knew that after feeling Ling's pressure, a mechanical arm blocked Patil Martiel's attack, and at the same time, the huge drill in his hand turned back to Ling!

"Drink, ahhh How can you succeed! ”

The girl who drank violently with an angry expression, holding a long stick in both hands, pounced on the blue god machine like wind under her feet, and the long stick held high carried a huge fighting spirit, and with one blow, the huge mechanical arm that attacked Ling was shaken, directly causing the landing point to deviate!

"Ling, are you alright?"

"Yes, Estell."

The two looked at each other, and they both saw each other's leeway.

"When Big Brother You and them are attacking, let's attract the attention of the divine machine as much as possible!"

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At the same time, on the other side of the sky, the white divine machine rushed towards the Merkava.

But......

Not the number nine, but the number five.

There are a total of three god machines, of which Chief Ain easily solved one, and there must be two left.

In order to allow the support section to successfully break through, Kevin, the fifth knight of the Star Cup? Graham decided to use his actions to help everyone with all his might.

After all, this is everyone's Cross Bell.

It's Waji's home, and he's an outsider. But for Waji, it's home.

Of course, you have to take your own home back.

That's Kevin's tenderness.

"Well, it's actually because I'm afraid that the archbishop will complain afterwards~~"

Kevin then added in his mind.

Crossbell's Archbishop of the Seven Jewels, he hates the Knights of the Star Cup.

It is also well understood that the archbishop is subordinate to the Ministry of Ceremonies, in other words, a profession that teaches people to do good and guides believers to the light.

The Knights of the Star Cup, on the other hand, belong to the Province of Sainthood, a dark-biased profession that will do whatever it takes to seal dangerous ancient relics.

Of course not.

A propaganda church is a savior and is good. A propaganda will do anything to seal it......

"Kevin, there's no time to sigh, the magic machine is coming!"

"Oh! So, just follow the original plan and drag it out! If you can fall...... Then let's fall~ Let the chief see, we are also very capable! ”

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Taking advantage of the fact that the No. 5 and Patil Martiels diverted the two magic planes, Merkava No. 9, under the protection of the invisible camouflage, burst into the sky above Crossbell in one breath and landed directly above the central square.

"What?! Enemy attack?! ”

The Wehrmacht, who was lazily yawning, suddenly noticed that the warm sunlight above his head was gone, and when he looked up, he saw a huge airship slowly falling from the sky......

"What?! Fast! Rack guns! ”

Although there is no incident in this history in which the Karuman consortium provided firearms, the weapons of the Wehrmacht are still the hideous powder guns of the Karumen consortium. With that kind of firepower concentrated to get a shuttle, even Merkava's energy shield is no match for it.

Firearms are actually slightly weaker than swords. But the advantage is in the firing distance, the rate of fire, and the fact that when the number of guns increases, the power of the salvo increases almost geometrically.

As soon as the airship attacked, the muzzle of the black hole hole of the heavy machine gun in the arms of almost everyone was pointed at the undefended metal plate at the bottom of the Merkava.

"Hee-hee! Look where!! ”

However, in this tense and serious atmosphere, the girl's frivolous voice is out of place.

"What......"

Without waiting for the Wehrmacht to react, a whirling tomahawk was like a galloping tornado, and the violent fighting spirit blessed it, and the weight of the whirlwind directly drove the furious tornado, tearing a bloody passage in the Wehrmacht's strict formation!

This is an attack from behind them!

That's right! There are two "invisible airships" that can be used by the Support Division!

Merkava and ...... O Beowulf!

While Merkava Nine was attracting attention, Beowulf sneaked up behind them! Although Sigmund only has one arm left, his quality as a warrior has not been weakened by the broken arm after years of training!

"Ahh Dad, you! Hmmm! I'm going to go over in one go! ”

Shelly was the first to shout, but Sigmunt's attack was swung out before her. Although it is only an old axe, the power of the axe varies depending on the user.

Shelly turned on the flamethrower, and the special fuel gushed out wildly, and the blazing flames instantly enveloped a large number of Wehrmacht soldiers! (To be continued.) )