Leaving from the secret passage of the "Pinkin Vault" bar, after nearly an hour of flying in a high-speed flying car, he arrived at the command center of the 922 Celestial Guard, the most powerful armed force on ---- 922 celestial body.

There is the most powerful armed force on the 922 celestial bodies here, a fully formed mecha battalion.

The Guard Command Center, which is independent of the bustling metropolis, can drop 300 mechs located here to any corner of the 922 celestial body in half an hour.

At the same time, it is also home to the largest training ground on the 922 celestial bodies. Unlike the Federation, which is keen to train in the network, the Hebrews prefer to train in the field, which may have something to do with the fact that the starnets that are everywhere outside the Dark Star Fields do not exist here.

Compared with the incomparably developed communications of the countries in the starry sky, the dark star field lined with mountains is almost like an information island, and the communication within millions of kilometers may be guaranteed, but as soon as it leaves the sphere of influence and loses the information transfer station, in addition to the extremely professional quantum entanglement and other professional communication equipment can also maintain the communication mode, the big guys are all black-eyed, and no one knows who is where.

If it weren't for the fact that there were modern facilities such as starships and mechas, from the perspective of information and communication alone, it would not be much stronger than thousands of years ago that Tang Lang was familiar with.

Of course, this also means that if you want to convince Owen and others, Tang Lang must defeat him in actual combat, which is much more difficult than being unscrupulous on the Internet. Wounding and being injured are both dilemmas.

The group came directly to the endless training ground, where there were already people waiting for them.

Little Jacob is not a nickname, but his name is the same as that of the patriarch's grandfather.

The ancient Hebrews believed that if a living person gave his name to someone else, it meant that he gave his life, and the living person took the name of a deceased, and the deceased would not have peace in heaven, so at the beginning of the race, there were almost no duplicate names. However, as the ethnic group gradually expanded, it was almost impossible not to have the same name, and the Hebrews, who had a different understanding of the philosophy of survival, revised their ideas and no longer shy away from naming their descendants after their ancestors or elders, and even believed that it meant a new life and could pass on the wisdom of their ancestors. Being able to have the same name as my grandfather is also a promise of the family's expectations.

Jacob the Younger lived up to the Hebrew tradition, and he may not have been a good administrator, but he was certainly a warrior par excellence. He was also the commander of the 922nd Celestial Guard Battalion, the number two man in control of the Hebrews' most powerful force.

Although it does not have the grace of a gentleman who can fall to death when he combs his hair, and even some of the unkempt brown hair looks a little sloppy, with his long emaciated face and deep sunken eye sockets, and the Hebrews' signature hooked nose, and dark brown pupils, it gives people a cool and handsome look.

"I heard you want to meet my grandfather and make a big deal!" Little Jacob, who had already gotten the news, just nodded to Owen and said hello, and then set his eyes on Tang Lang among the three.

Obviously, the first person in the younger generation of the Hebrews also had a good eye and directly found the leaders of the three Chinese.

"That's right, but I've heard that you have to win to make a trade, so we're here." Tang Lang smiled faintly, and his words were more simple and direct.

All the Hebrews present looked at each other slightly. This is a little different from the humble and polite Chinese people they remember!

The subtext of Tang Lang's sentence is naturally this: Don't talk nonsense, it's okay, let's fight first.

"Presumptuous!" A big man beside little Jacob reacted after being stunned for a moment, strode forward and roared angrily.

"Big man! What's the roar? The fat man sneered: "My boss just said a fact, either start working, or coax us to see your patriarch, what's the matter, is it possible that the whole hot pot everyone sits together and sets up a dragon gate formation with you?" ”

"You 。。。。。。" The big man was embarrassed by the fat man's words, but he couldn't export it into a "chapter" like the fat man, and could only express his anger with one word.

"You what you! Dude, I can't get used to you being the kind of person who can't wait to show off your pimples and stinky meat every day with a body of horizontal meat. "The fat man shook his chest." Brother has more meat than you, but I only swing? ”

"I'm! Battalion Commander Jacob, I'm applying to fight this fat guy first! The big man was furious, and suddenly turned back to little Jacob, who had a cold face, and said.

"Accurate!" Little Jacob didn't mean to stop in the slightest, and nodded.

Even, there was no intention of consulting Tang Lang and others.

Tang Lang couldn't help laughing.

The Hebrews, indeed, were the most business-savvy people, cunning and sophisticated.

Anyone who sees this cool and handsome mecha battalion commander will subconsciously think that this killing courage is definitely an elite-level warrior or commander, but they ignore that this person also grew up in the Hebrew race. His mind is definitely much more delicate than his appearance.

I'm afraid that the big man is the touchstone he used to touch Tang Lang's three bottoms. No matter whether Tang Lang is arrogant or humble, this guy will rush out.

And whether the fat man speaks or not, maybe the fat man will become his first choice, and the fat man is not a strong master at first glance. And the reason for such a fuss is probably that these two ambitious Hebrews left behind before making a deal. If Jacob Jr. had been defeated, he would have won one game before that and would not have been completely disadvantaged in the trade that might have been made later.

To put it bluntly, just through this information, Tang Lang already knew that these two, after seeing the strength of the Immortal Bird Legion provided by themselves, were already inclined to make this deal with him.

History has proven that the Hebrews possessed terrible endurance, but that did not mean that they could be lambs to the slaughter.

The various gestures they are making now are just hoping to find their place in the transaction, after all, the forces that Tang Lang has are also a great threat to the Hebrews. They didn't dare to guarantee that Tang Lang would not become the same shepherd, fattening the Hebrews and then killing them for meat.

And this big man, if Tang Lang's estimate is right, must be one of the few masters in the Hebrew guard battalion, and he has the confidence to win in the face of this carefully selected opponent.

It's just that the shrewd Hebrews sometimes make mistakes. The fat man who doesn't look amazing actually has stronger strength than Chen Shi, who looks shrewd and tough. Many people have actually been deceived by his fat body and ubiquitous poisonous tongue.

The mecha provided by the Hebrews to the fat man is also very interesting, the eighth-generation mecha polar bear of the Ross people, the polar bear with 2 ion cannons and 4 missile launchers and three heavy machine guns as standard belongs to the long-range fire support mecha, plus the external armor, this mobile long-range firepower platform is definitely a weapon if it is placed in large-scale combat.

Especially when the opponent chose a "Xibohu" mecha also produced in the Rus' country, the melee heavy "Xibohu" mecha completely went to two extremes with the polar bear that focused on long-range firepower projection, and there was no ion cannon, not to mention that there were only two heavy machine guns.

If it is placed on a real battlefield, there is almost no need to think about it, even if a single Xibohu mecha is carrying an alloy giant shield and is covered with armor with almost five-level strength, and its skin is rough and thick like a super meat shield, it can only be destined to be a dish of polar bear mecha, and it can blow him up at a distance of nearly 500 meters.

However, this is a training ground for the competition, and the distance between the two sides is only 100 meters. It's like an elite soldier facing an inner master, at a distance of 200 meters, an elite soldier with a gun has an absolute advantage over an inner master.

"No matter how high the martial arts are, you can knock them down with one shot".

But if the two are short-handed, then the master of the inner family will give full play to his advantages.

All the advantages on the surface have turned into outright disadvantages in reality. Even if the most unimpressive of the three was chosen, the Hebrews were well prepared.

The shrewdness of the Hebrews is everywhere.

The mechs of both sides stood face to face on the wide training ground, and the distance was no more than 120 meters. In order to avoid accidental injury, all members of the spectator watched the battle in the viewing room located 20 meters underground, through drones in the sky and various observation equipment on the ground.

The Hebrews played with real knives and guns, ion cannons, missiles, and heavy machine guns, and it was over when one side surrendered or the mecha was damaged and it was difficult to fight.

"Little fat man, we Hebrews have a proverb that says: Tears are to the soul what soap is to the body." Among the mecha that can communicate with each other by video, the big man is not as reckless as before, but he has a little more incomprehensible cunning. "If you want to cry later, you can wait until the fight is over, don't worry, for God's sake, I will give you the opportunity to tidy up your soul."

"Big man! I don't understand that you are a little profound, so I will also pay you a sentence of my Chinese proverb: How sad can you be, and you will be beaten to tears! The fat man's cheeks shook with laughter.

The shrewd Hebrews may have calculated that the fat man might pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but he did not calculate a single thing.

If it is replaced by another mecha, it will be fine, but the polar bear mecha! If there is anyone who is most familiar with this mecha in this starry sky, the fat man even dares to boast that he can at least rank in the top three. A few months ago, Lao Bang was also beaten by the fat man with a modified polar bear in the battle net, if it wasn't for the trickery, the old explosion would still have the opportunity to see the masters of the second fleet one by one, and he would have been conquered by the fat man a long time ago.

And the fat man who was specially trained in the data space by hob meat in the name of Tang Lang for a lot of time, using this mecha that he was familiar with, his combat power was not even weaker than his use of Ming warriors.

"Bang!" There was a sudden explosion in the sky.

The colorful colors that suddenly burst out were not salute flowers, but signal flares for the beginning of the battle.

The Xibohu mecha, which raised the alloy shield and raised the energy shield, suddenly rushed forward.

The big man who is very different from his tough appearance is very cunning, and he raised the mecha engine to the highest state of readiness early, and talking to the fat man is just a distraction for him. In this case, the reaction is 0.5 seconds slower, which may be a different situation.

The alloy shield only needs to block the fire of the ion cannon and heavy machine gun within 3 seconds, which is the death date of the polar bear.

The polar bear mecha also ran wild at almost the same time.

However, not forward, but backward, regardless of the detachment, even if the back was exposed to the fire range of the two heavy machine guns of the Xibohu mecha.

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