"I can tell you the truth, your reinforcements from the Southwest Federation are much faster than you and I imagined, and a high-speed assault ship carrying at least one mecha battalion will arrive in an hour, that is, the moment the last afterglow of the sunset disappears!" Miyamoto just stood with his hands down, his words soft.

"I can give you Federation Junyi a chance, as long as you obediently hand over the Autumn Return, I will only kill those I can see in half an hour!" Miyamoto just looked up at the sunset in the sky, and said leisurely: "The sunset of the Lafite Star Cloud Mountain Range is really, unimaginably magnificent!" ”

The peerless heroic posture is shown to the extreme at this moment. Even if there were five intermediate-level first-level mecha masters in front of him, they were still like lions looking down on elk, and they were invincible.

But then Tang Lang leaned out of the mecha hand, faced this super master, and made a thumbs down movement.

The "Flower of Famous Generals" is even more terrifying than the manipulation he shows, from pointing out their excellence before, to telling them the time when reinforcements will arrive, to promising the so-called half an hour, in fact, it is just a step by step to break the confidence of the desperate resistance of the soldiers present.

It will only kill the people in sight in half an hour, which is a pretentious and domineering statement, and at first glance it is a hope for everyone, as long as everyone scatters and flees, there will always be a few people who will evade the pursuit of this demon god-like superhero and hold on until the arrival of reinforcements.

However, Tang Lang could guarantee that as long as any of the other four people around him showed a tendency to waver and flee, Miyamoto Gang would immediately attack the five people whose morale was crumbling.

However, what Miyamoto Gang didn't expect was that the five mecha in front of him were unmoved, and the Tang warrior in the center of the first place actually made an extremely contemptuous gesture to him.

Shen Chengfeng held two blades in both hands, pointed at Miyamoto Gang extremely domineeringly, and said coldly: "Since Your Excellency Miyamoto has such a strong eyesight, then you might as well tell me Shen Chengfeng, who these two ghost knives belong to, I really want to know the name of my defeated general, so that it is convenient for me to write a report on my achievements." ”

Using the enemy's weapon to make the enemy commander guess is extremely spicy and ironic. I'm afraid it's the first time since Miyamoto Tsuyoshi became famous that someone dared to talk to him like this.

The confrontation of masters, the attack of the heart, this is no matter what era, will never be outdated tactics.

In the face of Miyamoto Gang's move, Tang Lang and Shen Chengfeng each returned a move.

Miyamoto Gang, who came with a fierce momentum, originally wanted to completely disintegrate their death battle mentality with his aura. But the five people in front of him were not only frightened by him, but even gave him a dismount in turn.

The blue light in Ghost Cut's eyes suddenly brightened, and he said with a smile: "Since you are looking for death, then I, Cheng Quan'er and so on!" ”

Oni Kiri instantly rushed forward, almost a flower in front of people's eyes, Miyamoto just appeared in front of the five of them, the body of the Oni Kiri mecha, which was half a head taller than all the mechas, seemed to shrink suddenly, just like an ancient Jepeng ninja, suddenly appeared, just like that, the palm of his hand suddenly stretched forward, and the nearly two-foot-long alloy thorn that popped out between his fingers stabbed towards the chest of Tang Lang Tang Samurai, who was in the center of the five, like lightning.

Fast! Extremely fast!

This was the first thought that almost everyone thought to hear.

Under the survival instinct, the five people came back and burst into cheers, Shen Chengfeng controlled the ghost cut mecha, the long blade in his hand slashed at the shoulder back of the ghost cut straight into the middle, and the other short blade stabbed at the abdomen of his mecha, Zhang Ye and the two who lost the broken ship gun in the last round of confrontation each used an alloy dagger to randomly pop out of the legs, pinching the blade in the left and right hands to hit the ghost cut the key point, Yu Chi Jian was even more simple and direct, the alloy knife swung violently, and slashed at the leg of the ghost cut.

And Tang Lang, who was targeted by Miyamoto, did not avoid it, and the ship-breaking spear stabbed out like a poisonous dragon, and he didn't even make any defense against himself. That's obviously, if you kill me, Lao Tzu won't make you feel better, no matter how bad it is, you can still poke a big hole in the fuselage.

With just one face, Tang Lang was forced to put on a fighting posture of dying with the enemy, which was also extremely rare in Tang Lang's ten-year combat career. The warrior's instinct told him that if he chose to dodge, he would be the one who would be defeated and killed.

But the ghost cut mecha didn't give Tang Lang a chance to fight hard, and the figure that rushed forward suddenly slammed, as if it was standing still in violation of the laws of physics, making the federal mecha divisions who attacked one after another seemed to lose their attack target at that moment and wanted to vomit blood in frustration. And everyone is not a junior brother, so they naturally know that this is not that the opponent really stopped in the air, but that they used the sudden deceleration to make their previous judgments of distance and space all wrong. It is the embodiment of the opponent's control of the rhythm of the battle to the realm of perfection.

The alloy dagger that Zhang Ye and the two of them waved did not fall on the ghost cut body, but in front of him, the mechanical arm that had been placed in front of him raised his hand, and the alloy thorn bounced on the fighting daggers of the two Tang warrior mechas, and the loud sound of two metal touches sounded, and the alloy dagger that revealed high-frequency ions was bent instantly, and the two Tang warriors were swept back, and their huge bodies staggered back with the swing of the mechanical arm raised high.

And the mechanical arm that had stretched out to stab Tang Lang was instantly retracted, turned into a palm, and slapped it fiercely on the long blade that Shen Chengfeng slashed into the void, and at the same time, the long blade in Shen Chengfeng's palm was broken in two, and the huge power made Shen Chengfeng's ghost cut have to turn over and retreat, and the short blade attack of the other hand was naturally a threat.

The knife that Yu Chi Jian slashed at the thigh was even more seamlessly cracked by the ghost cut, and the terrifying and desperate hand speed of the senior mecha master was vividly displayed at this moment, and at the same time as the two mechanical arms defused the attacks of the three, the mechanical leg with a 360-degree anti-joint was actually folded up from an incredible angle. Dodging the blade of the alloy knife, he stomped on it fiercely, and stepped on the sole of his foot with extreme precision.

If it weren't for the fact that Yu Chijian, who took the initiative to drop the alloy knife, reacted quickly enough, driven by the power of this stepping might, he would have to take the initiative to put his head at the feet of others.

And until this time, Tang Lang's ship-breaking spear stabbed fiercely, the figure of the ghost cut mecha twisted slightly, and the sharp tip of the ship-breaking gun slid over the surface of the ghost cut's rib armor, sparking a spark.

Tang Lang seemed to have known the result, so he abandoned the gun without hesitation, and as his body moved forward, he threw a punch into the chest of the ghost who seemed to be exhausted. Tang Lang, who has had a hand-to-hand fight with Oni and won a big victory, is confident, as long as he is allowed to get close to within two meters, even Miyamoto Gang will be beaten to the ground by him.

The mecha warriors of this era seem to like to slash each other with swords, and rarely have the habit of beating people with big fists. But Tang Lang, who is becoming more and more familiar with the performance of mechas, gradually finds the feeling of his previous life. The humanoid mecha designed by the eldest grandson Xueqing is also very suitable for Tang Lang from the perspective of mechanics. He believes that one day, even if he controls the mecha, he will be able to punch as he pleases and kill the enemy under the punch and leg as he once did. It's this keyboard-based way of controlling the mecha that is really too painful, and when the speed reaches the limit, there is an urge to cramp, which simply makes the straight man of steel who has been single for more than ten years unbearable.

But Miyamoto Gang is obviously no longer the opponent that Tang Lang once faced with a control strength gap that is not too big, and the two mechanical arms that slapped and bounced away the three opponents clenched their fists to meet them, and Tang Lang's continuous fists bombarded without stopping.

Tang Lang's Tang warrior finally staggered back after seven or eight punches, and the huge force transmitted by the mechanical arm caused him to retreat for nearly twenty meters in a row before he could be regarded as stopping his retreat. There was a tooth-aching "squeak" sound from the mechanical bones of the legs, which was the sound of bearing the power to the limit, if it weren't for Tang Lang's micro-control of the mecha that also reached a jaw-dropping height, seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately used to retreat to reduce the strength of the force he beared, and if it was not good, the mechanical arm was not broken, but the mechanical leg was crushed alive, then it would be over.

The five people who were repulsed all felt as if the entire cockpit had been shaken by lightning, and everyone's chests were full of bitterness and blood, and they almost wanted to vomit a mouthful of blood.

The huge stress of the body's confrontation is transmitted to the cockpit, although there is a shock absorbing device, but under such a fierce melee combat, the kind of pressure on the human body, the shock test of every bone, is not something that ordinary pilots can bear.

This is somewhat similar to the overload caused by flying a fighter plane too fast on the Ancient Blue Star. Once the limit of what the human body can bear, the mecha will faint. In the past, due to the high-speed movement of the mech's body and the inability to predict unconventional movements during combat, the mech's mech in the cockpit briefly blacked out, and was finally killed.

In addition to the burden on the body, it is more about the depletion of mental power.

Piloting a mecha to fight not only consumes physical strength, but also is a huge test of brain power. Because pilots must maintain the sharpness of every nerve in hand-to-hand combat, and cannot be distracted by the insight and rapid response ability to perceive crises.

Once there is a half-point difference pool, an inattentive distraction is enough to decide the outcome of the outcome, let alone facing a Jeppon superhero pilot like Tsuyoshi Miyamoto.

This is also the reason why the more advanced the mecha master, the stronger the cranial nerves. Without extremely strong cranial nerves, they are not qualified to perceive and deal with crises in high-level battles. This is also the reason why many high-level mecha engineers still choose to perform tasks in front-line troops after having superb control speed, without the understanding between life and death, the cranial nerves trained in the digital simulation space and training ground are difficult to call strong.

The extremely short confrontation between the five people and Miyamoto just now, at first glance, it seems to be extremely fast, but the real danger and intensity are only clear to the parties involved, which is a huge consumption of the human body and energy. In this competition alone, their physical and mental strength can no longer maintain the peak value they had reached due to high morale.

Correspondingly, if they fight again, the hand speed and reaction of their mecha will be difficult to compare with before.

The opponent, on the other hand, seemed to have only done a very trivial thing, his demeanor was leisurely, his footsteps moved slowly, and he approached the five people who retreated and regrouped together.

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