"Fat man, be careful!" Tang Lang had to remind the fat man again.

Staggered with Tang Lang and Nia, who were waiting for the battle, the black mecha appeared in front of the Ming warrior who had just gotten up, avoiding the metal blade swept by the Ming warrior, and flicked out his leg at an extremely tricky angle, kicking the lower abdomen of the mecha, and the Ming warrior once again flew back twenty or thirty meters in the form of a flat sand goose, and fell on the slope outside the position and rolled down, for a while, he didn't know the life and death of the fat man.

"Oh Nima's, beat Lao Tzu again for Mao!"

Although the fat man's angry voice was painful, it was still full of energy, which made Tang Lang's heart a little relieved.

As for Soros letting go of Nia first, he just took the fat man and flattened it wildly, obviously, the fat man was too windy just now, and the missiles and heavy machine guns were full of firepower, just like Zhao Zilong in Changshan on Changban Slope, and nearly 10 bronze-level mecha were smashed into fireworks all over the ground, and it is estimated that the Soros eggs hidden on the side are swollen.

A master like him is not afraid of fighting people at close range, but he is most annoyed by a guy like the fat man who doesn't care about it and pours out his firepower as soon as he appears. You're so fond of shooting, woolen mechas! Why don't you open an ammunition depot and go to war?

Therefore, compared to Tang Lang and Nia, the two great mecha warriors, whether they attacked again from the beginning, the fat man was the first target he wanted to kill.

It's just that the fat man's control level was beyond his expectations, he attacked twice in a row, and he didn't even dodge his nirvana and was not fatal by one blow, once he used his arms as a shield, and once he used his strength to retreat, which seemed to be very embarrassing, especially the speed at which he even rolled down the hill, so that Soros couldn't help but be slightly stunned, that special mother is really fast.

If you talk about escape skills alone, this thing is definitely qualified to be included in the gold-level mecha warrior.

"At this rate!?" Hob meat is amazed.

Of course, it is not the fat man who sighs about the hob meat, but the instantaneous speed of the Soros "Eagle Falcon" mecha.

The light screen analyzer in the cockpit of Tang Lang Tang Samurai is constantly asking for data from Soros mechas, and those numbers that represent performance are constantly jumping, and some values even jump directly to three digits. You must know that the performance value of the Tang warriors they drove in all aspects was only two digits.

"The other side engine is very powerful! At least it has reached the level of the 9th generation mecha. Hob meat quickly reminded Tang Lang. You have to be careful. ”

Tang Lang looked at the figure of the fat Ming warrior rolling down with bursts of smoke and dust, but deep in his heart was terrified. Grexing's general technology is far behind that of the Southwest Federation, including Princess Nia's "Leopard" mecha, aside from the cranial nerve control, from the mecha engine to the armor, it is only comparable to the Tang Warrior.

Tengge and Negus fought before, and the scene was not small, but after all, it was not too intuitive, and there was no way to know the data of the two mechas, even if they were very strong, thinking about the noble identities of the two, it was very rare to think of that kind of mecha. But after experiencing it up close, the exclusive mecha of the dragoon in front of him directly reached the performance of the 9th generation mecha of the extraterritorial starry sky.

That almost means that in the field of high-end mechas, Gray Star is no worse than the Starry Sky Kingdoms.

How can you fight this? With his own strength, and also controlling a mecha that is more powerful than the two of them, Tang Lang showed a tricky feeling for the first time.

Tang Warrior bowed slightly, holding his gun in both hands to face the black mecha that kicked the fat man and the Ming warrior away and turned his gaze back at them, this was the first time Tang Lang had used a completely defensive posture to face the enemy, after facing Miyamoto Tsuyoshi.

"Sister Princess, any dragoon general who pops up for Mao is better than your mecha?" The fat man's angry voice reached the cochlea of the two.

Nia had a wry smile on her face, "Don't ask me, I know that the exclusive mecha of several major dukes has some unique technology, so a gold-level mecha warrior like Soros must have also built his own mecha, with their resources and the technical power they can gather, it is normal that their mecha is far stronger than you and me." The reason why my mecha is not as good as theirs is very simple, with my mecha fusion degree of less than 60 degrees, the "Leopard" mecha is already the top mecha that can be controlled, if the mobility is enhanced, the burden on the cranial nerves increases, and I may not know how to die. ”

The two knew that what Nia said was the truth, and although the cranial nerve control was more convenient and faster than the keyboard-based mechanical control, an unbreakable truth told people that where they used too much, they would get tired, and men understood it.

After a big war, the brain is so tired that people want to die, and it doesn't feel as good as cramps in the fingers. The fat man looked at his little fat hand with great melancholy after 2 hours of crazy training: I miss the era of hard hand speed!

"That's right!" The corners of Tang Lang's lips raised a bitter arc, "That means that what we are facing may represent one of the most powerful mecha under this starry sky, right?" ”

"It's not like anyone has the good fortune to meet such an opponent!"

With Tang Lang's exclamation, the black mecha had once again turned into a phantom and attacked the two of them.

This time, his target was naturally Nia's mecha with "Thorn Bird" printed on his chest.

After removing the biggest threat of the fat man, even if Tang Lang's Tang warrior had shown extremely powerful attack power, it was still not enough to see in front of him.

The eagle's opponent can only be the eagle owl.

How can a gold-level mecha warrior put a mere silver level in his eyes?

"Attack!" Tang Lang unexpectedly turned a defensive position into an offensive in an instant, and the ship-breaking gun spewed out orange-red flames on the flat end.

The two heavy machine guns equipped by the Tang warriors were not stingy with bullets, and they spewed out two tongues of fire. Tang Lang, who was accustomed to keeping hole cards, had never used any ammunition that had been saved by the long-range fire system, and finally played a role at this moment.

The black mech moves quickly, twists in the air, crashes to the ground in a flutter, or bounces off the ground, and evades the crazy stream of metal that erupts from it. Whenever the metal live ammunition was about to hit the black mech, it would suddenly twist to avoid the trajectory and dodge it.

Soros naturally also knows that Tang Samurai's heavy machine gun and ship-breaking gun are not bad, don't look at his mecha armor is not weak, but in the face of such a powerful metal live ammunition, it cannot be said to be a blind eye, especially at such a moment when it is about to be surrounded by heavy troops, even if the mecha encounters a little damage, it may fall into death, so he adopted such an evasive maneuver, and the technology cooperates with the powerful performance of the mecha, showing a very terrifying ability.

Tang Lang's face was extremely grim.

The gold-level mecha warrior is really strong beyond imagination. His round of firepower was so close that it didn't even cause even the slightest damage to the other party.

There may have been a few sparks splashed, but they were mostly passed by and did not encounter substantial damage. Even if it was Tang Lang's broken ship gun, although it was also a hit, Tang Lang knew that two bullets hit not a critical part, and two of them were blocked by the alloy shield that suddenly popped out on the black mecha mechanical arm.

If it weren't for the power of his ship-breaking gun, perhaps the black mecha would have attacked at close range. The elite mechs that can withstand the first battle are still 2,000 meters away, and the rest of the mechs retreat to 1,000 meters away under Nia's strict orders to avoid unnecessary casualties.

At this point, Tang Lang admired Nia a very much, putting his soldier's life on the same level as himself, it was easy to say, but it was really done, but not just anyone could do it.

Moreover, this command contains not only the courage to face a terrible opponent alone, but also wisdom.

Tang Lang believes that if he is besieged, Soros will not panic, but will be more happy. He waited for the more than 100 mecha on the position to use crowd tactics, so that the long-range firepower of the two mechas, Tang Lang and Fat Man, whom he was most afraid of, could not play a role, but he could use his super mobility to kill Nia with one blow in the steel jungle and then flee thousands of miles away.

It's a pity that Nia, who figured it out in an instant, made Soros's plan fall through. Tang Lang's long-range firepower was also fully released.

Flying and fluttering repeatedly, the arms of the black mecha that was almost close to the ground suddenly lifted the wreckage of a mecha on the ground and smashed towards the Tang warrior. And he hid behind the wreckage of the mecha and ran wildly.

Two missiles arrived one after the other, blasting the huge wreckage of the mecha into steel parts in the air, but Soros had already bullied the Tang warriors ten meters away from the attack range. The black mecha also showed his weapon for the first time, and at the front end of the mechanical palm, two alloy thorns nearly half a meter long appeared, flashing with silver-white magnetic light, and pressed towards the cockpit of Tang Lang Tang Warrior.

Like the two sharp claws of a bird of prey to capture its prey, perhaps this is the origin of the name "falcon".

The eyes of the Soros vulture in the mecha were filled with a murderous aura, Tang Lang underestimated him, why didn't he underestimate the visitor in front of him?

Others watched him dodge the other party's long-range fire with dazzling maneuvers, and perhaps only he knew that he had almost done his best. The power of the opponent's gun is really terrifying, so terrible that as long as he misses it slightly, not to mention that he can't kill Nia, even if he wants to turn around and run, he may not be able to leave this place alive.

It seems that the firepower is not as fierce as the mecha he focused on, but in fact, the lethality is even a few points greater, and he would rather give up his most important target, Nia, to kill the mecha in front of him, just to make up for his mistakes.

No one is an immortal who can calculate everything, and the real strong person is just one step ahead of others to find mistakes and quickly correct them.

Tang Lang is like this, and so is Soros.

Soros didn't believe that the mecha in front of him could still dodge his own impending blow, just when Tang Samurai's ship-breaking spear stabbed, the black mecha was slightly on one side, allowing the edge of the ship-breaking gun to rub against his breastplate, but the light assassination on the palm of the mechanical hand was castrated and chased Tang Samurai's cockpit.

This is the first time that Soros's mech has suffered a wound in battle, and the armor has been cut by the ionic rays of the broken ship's gun up to ten centimeters deep, but once his alloy thorn pierces the opponent's cockpit, the opponent will surely die.

Exchanging injuries for death is Soros's quickest strategy to resolve the battle.

At this time, the Tang warrior suddenly fell down the slope, and at the same time, the body twisted, originally with the performance speed of the Tang warrior, even if there was an alloy knife in his hand, he couldn't save the situation, but by this twist, a gap between life and death was opened.

During the time gained during this gap, the Tang warrior abandoned his gun.

On the side of the mechanical leg, an alloy sword that was not too long popped out, and the metal five fingers suddenly grasped it.

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