The teachers are already drifting, how can the disciples not help them?

"Number 4! I found a suspicious target, and I need to go another 50 meters to make sure! "The intermediate and second-level mecha division in the mecha looked 400 meters away, and cautiously applied to his teammates more than 200 meters away." Or, I can install a miniature vibrator on the spot! ”

"No further advance is allowed, the mecha immediately stays in place, and approves the installation of a miniature vibrating reconnaissance instrument!" Number 4's voice also sounded in the communication channel. "However, the performance of the other mecha is unknown, and we don't know what the detection distance of the other party's sonar system is, so I suggest immediately reducing most of the current power output of the mecha engine, and it is best to install it manually! time, no more than 25 seconds! Then, move closer to number 6 with the minimum output energy value! We must first take out that mech, which has extremely strong long-range sniping capabilities! Others are not to worry about. ”

Colonel Zou Cheng's face was extremely ugly at this moment.

He knew that when the manual operation was ordered on the 4th, Tang Lang's strategy of going to the ambush alone was completely successful. The half-buried Xiang Yu mecha was extremely perfect as a bait, not only attracting the attention of its three mechas, but also making its own commander misestimate the distance by covering it up with dirt and weakening it a little. He had already determined that even the powerful mecha with unknown performance was at least 500 meters away.

In fact, No. 4 was cautious enough to judge the approximate distance from the opponent, and he asked his mecha to quickly reduce the engine power of the mecha and use manual work to install a miniature vibration reconnaissance instrument with a radius of 300 meters.

In modern warfare, a preemptive strike with even a one-second lead can completely dominate the entire battlefield.

If it weren't for the fact that Tang Lang was lying 6 meters away from that Ming warrior mecha, No. 4's order would undoubtedly be perfect.

It's just that when this seemingly perfect order was issued, it confirmed the perfection of Tang Lang's trap, he completely penetrated people's hearts, and he had even calculated that the opponent would not dare to advance at this distance, and the work of the people who would not make any noise would become inevitable.

And the mechanical maintenance arm on Tang Lang's arm, perhaps, as the little trainee said, he is also prepared that the opponent is not so smart and does not use manual work. Unless the opponent does not take the initiative to reduce the engine output, once it is lowered, no matter whether the person can get out or not, he will pounce on the mecha.

Mech engines that have entered a state of silent energy consumption must have at least a few seconds of reaction time to return to normal levels, and mechs that have lost energy input are nothing more than iron lumps in those few seconds. When each type of mecha is designed, in order to prevent the intelligent brain system from being infected by abnormal data flow and causing uncontrollable, there is an artificial control master valve, which can initialize the entire mecha intelligent brain system. There's a button in the mech compartment, and there's one hidden on the body, but of course, it's a very secret location, and each mech has a different location.

Maybe in normal times, this kind of initialization does not have much impact on the initialization of the mecha brain, but it is just to restore the system within twenty seconds, but on the battlefield, it is going to die, and the mecha master sitting in a pile of steel is like a queen bee without the guard of the worker bees, and can be rubbed by the opponent at will.

As for how Tang Lang was sure that he could find the specific location of this Ming warrior mecha's "Control Master Valve" in a matter of seconds, no one knew. Just as no one knew that he would make such an unbelievable ambush.

But now it seems that it is so logical.

The military's elite combat execution is very strong, the No. 10 mecha division acted quickly, the engine was basically turned off, the hatch at the calf at the mechanical leg was opened, and the mecha division at the entrance of the cockpit on the lower abdomen jumped out, took out the miniature vibration reconnaissance instrument made of watermelon in the small hatch, looked left and right, pulled out the saber inserted in his waist, and ran towards the bushes a few meters away from him.

The vibration reconnaissance instrument is not thrown to the ground and finished, because it needs to collect the shock wave from the ground to form detection data, and the entire reconnaissance instrument has to be buried in 20 centimeters of soil on the surface.

It's really a special thing to be in the mouth of a tiger. Although No. 10 is also the elite of the army as an intermediate and second-level mecha division, all the people on the military side, including Zou Cheng, closed their eyes in pain.

Although he hasn't really engaged in a battle yet, a terrible guy who has calculated everything, a guy who dares to leave his mecha on the mecha combat battlefield and intends to fight alone, a guy who runs faster than an ape in the jungle, if he "committed" at such a moment, it would be a big joke.

Tang Lang naturally didn't let himself be a joke, and at the moment when the footsteps of the No. 10 Mecha Division had just stepped into the bushes, a puff of rotten leaves mixed with dirt rushed towards his face.

Although he knew that with the role of a tactical helmet, these things would not get on his head, No. 10 was still covered in hair, and subconsciously turned his head sideways to avoid this round of attacks. If he had roared angrily at this point, he might have used the wireless headset of his tactical helmet to alert his comrades of the attack, but his reaction was obviously a little late.

In other words, Tang Lang, who was like a foraging tiger pounced on, was far more fierce than everyone imagined.

For the first time, the Southwest Tiger unleashed its close-range attack ability with all its might, and the combat power that burst out at that moment was enough to make everyone present tremble. Compared to this moment, the fighting battle between Tang Lang and the academy masters in the academy was like a child's game.

Tang Lang, who came out of the mud after him, stretched forward with both hands, grabbed the opponent's arm, and slammed into a knee with the force of the lunge.

Ready to go for a long time, the speed formed by gathering the strength of the arms, legs, feet, waist and abdomen of the whole body, perfect, strength, and even more terrifying!

The crisp sound of "click" proved that the impact was not just a matter of broken eggs, but even the pubic bone was broken with one blow, and perhaps Tang Lang continued to stretch forward with both hands to hold the tactical helmet and staggered suddenly, and the poor No. 10 mecha division should have died of pain.

The simulated hatch slid open suddenly, and Mecha Master 10 sat up suddenly, his face pale as a dead man, and his eyes filled with incomparable horror. This time, instead of being torn to pieces by live sniper fire like his companions, he was killed by a single blow in hand-to-hand combat.

Obviously, the mental and psychological destruction of this military elite by reaching 80 percent of the real experience in the battle network has also reached an extremely high peak.

Even, until complete death was judged to be eliminated, he only let out a slightly hoarse muffled snort from his throat, for the simple reason that before he could let out a painful cry, his thick neck was broken by someone.

He could only watch from outside the fidelity chamber as the opponent gently lowered his body to the ground, and then took off his tactical helmet and put it on his head.

What does he want to do?

On the tactical board of the military mecha, the green dot representing No. 10 is still intact, and as long as the mecha is there, the Battle.net system will not erase the identification of friend or foe.

"Number 10, what just happened? How is the recon installed? "The voice of the 4th is heard.

"It's over now!" Tang Lang lowered his voice and replied vaguely, and quickly put the reconnaissance instrument that fell on the ground into the dirt pit, pressed the switch button, and the reconnaissance instrument began to work.

No. 4, who looked at the large and stationary green dot on the tactical board and another small green dot that was moving, breathed a sigh of relief, the color of doubt disappeared, and ordered in a deep voice: "No. 10, remember, the range of action should be small, approach No. 6 in the direction of 4 o'clock, if the target is found, first carry out laser positioning and locking, and then cover it with crossfire!" ”

There was bitterness on the faces of the military people outside the field.

Isn't that what you're looking for?

And the most terrifying thing is that Tang Lang, who is wearing his own tactical helmet, is getting into the Ming warrior in a state of silent energy. Because it is a battlefield simulation, the mecha of the two sides are basically the same, so the battle network system is not genetically locked, if it is changed to a real battlefield, Tang Lang wants to sit in the captured opponent's mecha like this, it will not be so simple.

But here, it is undoubtedly one thing that makes the scalp of the military elite watching the battle tingle.

No matter how fierce a tiger is, as long as it is in the open, the wolves that gather can attack it in groups, and the tiger must become tiger meat and become the prey of the wolves. But if this tiger puts on a wolf's skin and blends in with the wolves, it will be difficult.

If Mecha 10 crept around like a thief before coming here, then at this moment, it looks like a weasel about to enter a chicken coop. Especially when he saw Mecha No. 10 "cautiously" and openly circumnavigating around his flank in front of Mecha No. 10 prostrate in a bush, the faces of the colonel and his group of subordinates watching the battle were black.

At this moment, it would be stupid if they didn't know what Tang Lang wanted to do.

Regardless of whether Tang Lang can repeat his old tricks to attack No. 4 on the other side, the unsuspecting No. 6 mecha can basically be sure that it will be a complete calf.

In particular, the No. 10 mecha that began to continuously input the energy of the mecha engine pounced from 20 meters away, and directly made a "back entry" after the No. 6 mecha that was still lying on its stomach.

The frightened eyes of the No. 6 mecha division who was locked on his limbs and firmly held down were also put on the big screen by a big close-up of the battle.net system.

"Mecha No. 10 is different!" This is the last warning issued by Mecha Division 6 to his side as he struggles with the "demon" lying on his body.

Then, Tang Lang, who finally found the "control master valve" switch in several places on the body of the continuous attack body, completely turned it into a pile of "scrap iron", and the system restart time of 20 seconds was enough for Tang Lang to hang two fusion grenades on the mecha's neck in a good time.

The No. 4 who came to his senses rushed to this side in disbelief, just in time to see the No. 10 mecha clapping his hands and getting up from the No. 6 mecha, facing the No. 4 mecha that was rushing angrily, Tang Lang did not hesitate to send out a beam of light, and then dodged sideways.

Laser positioning?

No. 4, who missed his opponent with a single sword, almost fainted.

All mecha have a friend or foe identification system to locate Lao Tzu's own people, do you think Major Yun is a fool?

Naturally, in the eyes of the 4th, this is undoubtedly a means for the opponent to disgust people.

But the angry young soldier obviously forgot that the No. 10 mecha he was going to kill was also his own! It's just that the mechs in it have been replaced by enemies at the moment.

Looking at the information displayed in the positioning system, Yun Zhong couldn't help but feel bored, and at the same time, the three mechs on the left wing also sent out a signal to meet the enemy, and the five and a half mechs on the guard side began to pour long-range firepower regardless of the cost, causing the three mechs to retreat again and again.

The triangular firepower built on the military's side turned out to be a burden at this moment, and the two attack points were stuck in separate battles and could not support each other, not to mention that they even fell into disadvantages.

Especially on the side of No. 4, one was lost, and what was even more terrifying was that there was only No. 4 left to fight the enemy.

Even if the mecha was injured, Yun Chong, who did not frown, couldn't help but have a big head at this moment, and even a faint regret lingered in his heart.

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