The moment the landing craft entered the planet's atmosphere, Tang Lang finally knew why there were so many wreckages of aircraft that should belong to the early development of human beings floating in the planet's low orbit.

Perhaps it is still the effect of magnetism, the concentration of ion currents in the atmosphere is far more than that of ordinary planets, not to mention those early flying machines, even the landing craft of human beings in this period are a little unbearable, and the optical observation around the landing craft projects the appearance of the landing craft on the surveillance video.

The terrifying ion arc flickered like fireworks on the landing craft's sturdy alloy shell, and if it weren't for the perfect anti-ion flow device, the landing craft would have to fall to the ground like a stone.

Tang Lang and the fat man glanced at each other, and they both knew it in their hearts. With such a natural barrier, unless the technology in the planet can develop with each passing day like the outside world, it can only be like a prison, enter it, and don't think about going out again.

From now on, the level of science and technology on the planet is definitely below that of the Southwest Federation, and even the space stations in the meteorite starry sky are probably inferior.

Not to mention the 9th generation Ming warrior mecha next to the fat man, I'm afraid that the ordinary 8th generation mecha that Tang Lang wants can exist like a god here. Of course, this is to remove the manipulator, if there is a mecha god of war here, it is really hard to say.

After all, humans have been putting mecha into combat since 2,000 years ago, and it's not unusual for mecha to be in this place.

When the landing craft reaches the airspace 20,000 meters above the ground, it does not continue to descend, and in order not to arouse the alarm of the civilization within the planet, two mechs equipped with anti-gravity devices will be airborne from this position.

The planet's strong gravitational pull causes the two mechs to fall wildly at a greater speed than usual.

"Haha, exciting! It's so exciting! The fat man's roar sounded a little indistinctly in Tang Lang's ears.

Tang Lang couldn't help but smile slightly, this is what he likes about fat people the most.

Obviously afraid of death, but choose to use the opposite behavior to show it.

However, isn't it a big joke that you don't know anything yet, but you want to die alive on this planet? At an altitude of 1,000 meters near the ground, the rotors of the two mechs behind them are activated at the same time, and the individual rotors dedicated to the short-distance flight of the mechs are enough to allow the two mechs to fly at a low altitude of 500 kilometers before the energy is exhausted.

The reason why it didn't start at the beginning was that Tang Lang had already received a warning from the hob meat, since the moment the landing craft passed through the atmosphere, there was already a mysterious band scanning, to put it bluntly, the planet's technology may not be as low-level as they thought before, they have been discovered.

can only use this kind of rapid descent to quickly reach the ground, Tang Lang is not willing to be beaten into a torch in the sky.

Fortunately, although the mysterious band has continuously scanned the two mechas, I don't know if it is because the landing site chosen by the two is far away from the human settlement, so far it has not been attacked.

But perhaps, there is no ion cannon on this planet, after all, the high-level energy that human civilization has discovered so far is not just a planet.

But soon, Tang Lang, who had just landed on the ground, vetoed his idea of luck.

A few dazzling beams of energy flashed in the sky not far away, followed by a roaring explosion, judging by the distance and sound, the power seemed to be no less than the energy cannon that their current mecha was equipped with.

The vastness of the ocean means that the planet has enough water, and the plants here are not low because of the greater gravity, on the contrary, the subtropical broad-leaved forests, which resemble blue stars, are tall. The mecha casually punched the tall tree next to him that was thicker than an adult's waist, but only one fist mark was printed, Tang Lang knew that this represented the hardness of this tree, and it was even above his estimate.

The special planetary density and stronger gravitational pull make the creatures here have different changes from the environment they are familiar with, and the humans who come here may also have corresponding changes!

"Let's go! Check it out! "The Tang warrior with a large alloy box behind him flashed into the jungle like a large tanuki.

Although he was given an 8th-generation mecha according to Tang Lang's order, the supreme commander went to an unknown place, how dare the crew be sloppy? Knowing that because it was going to be airborne, "Xibohu" was not very suitable, so he still gave Tang Lang a Tang warrior who belonged to the middle and upper level in the 8th generation mecha.

This can be regarded as a mistake, it is the first time in Tang Lang's life that he has come into contact with a mecha and the first time he has controlled a mecha to fight, although it is not as strong as Xiang Yu's mecha, but it is definitely the mecha that Tang Lang is most familiar with.

The reason why Tang Lang didn't bring Xiang Yu mecha was not that Tang Lang wanted to pretend to be forced, but that Tang Lang had a strong intuition, this planet is definitely not as simple as the crew thought, science and technology represent productivity but may not be able to replace combat power, and it is always people who determine combat power. If he can't control the 8th generation mecha, he may not be able to control Xiang Yu, he doesn't want the white-haired old man's painstaking work to be ruined on this nameless planet.

Of course, this is also the main reason why he is extremely stubborn to come to the planet in person, if he can't add the fat man, then the more than 200 people on the ship will be in vain.

Tang Lang took the initiative to stop a kilometer away from the firing position of the energy cannon, which was the battlefield where two groups of mecha were fighting.

It is said that it is a fight, but in fact, it is too high to exalt the group of people with fewer mechas, and the opponents who are still as many as 12 mecha have the absolute upper hand, and they only have four mechas, at most they can only be regarded as stubborn resistance.

Tang Lang and the fat man's two mecha secretly hid in the jungle, quietly observing. They are not Guanyin Bodhisattvas who save suffering, see who is in trouble and go to help, the mecha on both sides are fighting back and forth, just let them see the performance of the mecha on this planet and the control level of the mecha master.

The mecha on both sides are humanoid mechas, but they are both more than 8 meters tall, one or two meters taller than the mecha that Tang Lang is familiar with, perhaps because of the craftsmanship, and the appearance is also rougher, except for the energy cannon, there are no other weapon peripherals.

Just from the appearance, the fat man gave the judgment that this is still a hundred years or even older mecha. The only thing worth affirming is that the power of the energy cannon that emits a white energy beam is really not less than the two energy cannons of the Ming warrior mecha.

The tall trees that are far harder than ordinary trees were easily cut down in the energy catharsis of the energy cannon, showing that the humans on this planet are no worse than the humans in the outside world in their use of energy.

Moreover, as the encirclement gradually formed, the four mechs that had been cornered all chose to draw their knives and engage in the final battle.

Tang Lang and the fat man were collectively stunned.

If it's not for them to be dazzled, it must be that they are still dreaming.

In addition to the four mechs standing in the surrounding formation, there are a total of 10 mechs on both sides that have participated in the battle, and nine of them have shown a level of control at least intermediate or above.

With the level of control they performed, whether it is the Southwest Federation or the Jeppen Empire, they should be regarded as elite-level mecha warriors.

The energy cannon is strong, which means that the technology in the energy field is not bad, but the control level of the mecha is so high, it is a little too much! If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were sure that they were definitely at the right time, and there was also a bloody battle on the other side, at least six mecha wrecks were still bubbling with hot flames, and they thought it was a big show specially prepared by the humans on this planet for the two of them! What, deliberately help the elite to scare people!

Obviously, no.

Mecha hand-to-hand combat is far more brutal than energy cannon bombardment, but in just half a minute, four mechs fell to the ground. However, this time, the small number prevailed, they only had one, while their opponents had three. And the mecha with a slightly worse performance obviously wanted to be caught alive by the other party, so he kept his hand, otherwise he must have fallen on the field.

After one of the three mecha struggled to kill an opponent again, he was finally found a flaw by one of the mecha that participated in the siege of him, and stabbed it into the chest and abdomen, and the tip of the knife went straight out of the chest, and the mecha that was still full of combat power just now instantly collapsed, and the mecha's head also hung down.

Thinking about it, the mecha master in the mecha was already dead at that moment, and the mecha that looked square and like a strong man should have hated the mecha master who killed his companion in front of him, and after pulling out his long knife, he stretched out his huge mechanical hand to follow the knife marks, tore the cuirass extremely viciously, and reached out to pull out the cockpit of the mecha that still left the corpse of the mecha master.

Then, in front of the other two mechs, his palms were slammed together.

"@*&#@" One of the remaining two mechs was obviously provoked by the opponent's action, roared wildly, and rushed towards the opponent regardless of life or death.

"Stupid!" The fat man whispered. "Knowing that the other party is deliberate, he still has to be fooled, and now he doesn't even have a chance to drag his back."

In fact, the control level of this mecha's mecha master was already quite proficient, but in half a minute, he alone killed two mecha in a row.

To put it mildly, the fat man doesn't like to hear it, if he goes to it, it's not good that he is also a ghost under this mecha knife.

This is probably one of the reasons why the fat man scolded him for being stupid. If he can rely on each other to fight against the slightly weaker mech, although it is not enough to break out of the encirclement, it is absolutely no problem to kill one or two more enemies to make enough money for himself.

But now with such a rush, it is completely alone. Presumably, that's what their enemies think.

Sure enough, without the command of the mecha that should be regarded as the leader, two of the four mecha that swept the formation next to him quickly pounced, and combined with the two in the previous field, surrounded this powerful mecha to death, and there was no chance of escape.

"Crooked is thrown! Don't shake the anti-kang bird, @*&#"Seeing that the general trend has been decided, the mecha is dropping the wreckage in his hand and shouting at another mecha that is extremely difficult to block on the left and right.

Somewhat odd vocalizations.

Tang Lang and the fat man were stunned.

Naturally, it's not just because the pronunciation, although weird, is definitely a shout in Chinese.

Rather, what does it mean to "crookedly throw"? Is it an outsider?

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