"Crazy!" Zheng Kai also saw Li Dong's scene, and gritted his teeth in anger. Although according to the current form of development, in the end, the mecha of the Western Empire will destroy all the B-class mecha with less than 15 units left in the entire command headquarters, and the rear command will be wiped out, but Zheng Kai still has a killer weapon in hand, and Li Dong actually dares to use such a lose-lose method, which makes him so angry that he is so angry! As a last resort, Zheng Kai manipulated his mecha and launched a white slender missile at the arsenal. This missile is the latest new type of shield missile developed by the Eastern Empire, when this missile explodes, it will not produce much destructive power, but can establish a temporary protective shield within a radius of 20 meters around the missile, and has a terrifying defense against a sub-level planetary missile bombardment. Now it is used by Zheng Kai as a membrane to wrap the arsenal, once the arsenal produces a chain of explosion reactions, it can use the protective shield to control the destruction range within the surrounding 40 cubic meters, just enough to let the people 50 meters away from the arsenal avoid the powerful impact of the explosion.

Fortunately, the worst was not the case, except for the 14 A86s in the arsenal that all exploded due to the magnetic storm, only a very small part of the ammunition exploded, and it was extremely fortunate that there was no chain reaction, so there was no need to test whether the new shield missile was indeed effective.

"Whew......" everyone exhaled a long breath from their chests.

Li Dong's B500 knelt on the ground, thanking the gods of the universe for taking care of him.

Suddenly, a fiery mecha burst out of the command headquarters, jumped in front of Li Dong, kicked him to the ground, and was still angry, and took turns to stomp on the mecha's feet. At the same time as the red mecha frantically trampled on the B500, Zheng Kai's voice came from the megaphone of the mecha, and the tone was no longer as elegant and gorgeous as usual, and the high-pitched and sharp sound waves pierced the eardrums of every soldier present: "You are brain-dead, cerebral palsy, brain blockage, idiot, pig's head, your brain is caught by the door, do you think I ...... die?" A stack of expletives rushed out of the mouth of this aristocratic division commander, which not only surprised the officers and soldiers present except for Li Dong, but also felt particularly relieved when they heard it, and they almost couldn't help but step forward and teach this secretary with a water in his brain with the division commander.

After more than 10 minutes of frenzied flattening, Zheng Kai was sure that the time bomb-like B500 was completely destroyed and could not stand up again, so he punched several more times before stopping. He didn't want to have this danger factor in the battle later. Zheng Kai was about to order the guards on the side to escort the stunned Li Dong down, when the personal communication request of Fred, the captain of the escort team, came, he pressed the call button, and Fred's voice came out of the PTP channel: "Division commander, the regular mecha troops of the Western Empire appeared 1 kilometer away from the east of here, the number is about 300, and it is expected to reach here in 3 minutes." ”

Zheng Kai looked at the eastern sky, under the early morning sun, a layer of dust was faintly floating, he knew that it was the dust raised by the particle air flow generated by the jets when hundreds of well-trained mechs were suspended at low altitude and moving at high speed.

Zheng Kai's red mech was bathed in the morning light, and behind him were 15 escort mechs and a B500 reconnaissance mecha that he had beaten to pieces. Li Dong opened his mouth in surprise, he saw the most incredible scene so far since he joined the war: Zheng Kai drove his red mecha and single-handedly rushed into the Western Empire mecha group composed of more than 300 B97s, and the mecha of the escort team led by Fred were still parked beside him, and even several even had their engines turned off.

"Hey, Fred, I know you want the elder to burp sooner, but you can at least make a show of going up and kicking him if necessary. Li Dong said "quietly" to Fred on the public channel.

Fred's black line on one end and the crow's cry on his head. What kind of person is this! Although I highly appreciate that you can be so calm and calm in such a situation where there seems to be a huge disparity between us and foe, you must be too relaxed! What is called "you can kick him when necessary", what is called "I also hope that the teacher will die soon", especially do not add the word "also" indiscriminately.

Fred coughed dryly, chose to ignore Li Dong's complaints, and asked: "We only have 16 mechas, and you are not afraid to see more than 300 mecha in the Western Empire?"

"What are you afraid of, the best situation when you go back is to do a lifetime of coolies, sell yourself to pay off your debts, it is better to be killed by the Western Empire now, once you have a hundred, maybe you can still be buried in the Heroic Forest!" Li Dong said indifferently, there are too many lice and no good results. People who have no hope are like this, don't you see that in the ancient feudal period, there were peasant brothers who had nothing and risked their heads to rebel.

"Then be prepared to work hard for the rest of your life to pay off your debts!" Fred couldn't help but laugh. You have such a temper that no one dares to ask for.

"Huh?" Li Dong's eyebrows were high and low, his eyes were big and small, and he grinned snow-white teeth to bite people. Old boy, your tone seems to look down on Lao Tzu!

Fred didn't answer anything, just motioned for him to look at the battlefield, a battle between one mech and three hundred mechs.

The battle situation was one-sided, but it was not 300 Western Empire mechs that overwhelmed Zheng Kai's red mechas, on the contrary, Zheng Kai was unilaterally slaughtering the B97 of the Western Empire.

I saw Zheng Kai turn into a red light, flexibly shuttling between the enemy mecha and the mecha, either fist or palm, without using other weapons at all, but harvesting B97 at the speed of one move and one mecha, no enemy machine could block his blow, let alone successfully attack him. Zheng Kai's elegant and gorgeous operation style seems to be participating in a feast, smiling and greeting every guest present, shuttling between the ladies and laughing softly, behaving elegantly and sipping the best red wine, talking about the wind and snow with the host and guests, holding the hands of the beautiful girl, and dancing with the soothing music in the soft and brilliant light.

Li Dong was fascinated by the scene in front of him, this is no longer a battlefield full of blood, there is no mecha full of hot metal, the mecha movements controlled by the pilot who was like the butcher role in his previous impression can be so elegant and noble, every move is like nature, and he walks between heaven and earth like a butterfly wearing flowers. In his eyes, the battlefield gradually disappeared, replaced by an endless field, where the ripe corn and wheat shimmered with a golden light in the warm sun, the breeze blew through this golden sea, the crops rose and fell with the wind, and a figure dressed in red shuttled between the dense crops, holding a sickle, and harvesting with ease.

"The division commander is the number one main force of the school's mecha team at Imperial College London, and he once won the championship of the individual group of the Imperial Intercollegiate Competition, and he obtained the A-level license of the mecha division before graduating from college. And he was born in the aristocracy, but he started from the grassroots level, began to accumulate military merit points from a low-ranking soldier, climbed up step by step, and now has achieved the position of division commander and has become one of the youngest majors in the empire. Fred's voice came from the channel, and when he talked about this genius division commander, his heart was full of admiration, and he felt extremely proud to be one of her guards.

This is the battle of mechas, the real combat of metal dance!

Although he was completely intoxicated by it, Li Dong, whose cerebellum was still working tenaciously, said with a venomous tongue: "Old Fu, I found that you may seem to have a crush on the division commander!"

Suddenly there was a heavy pant sound of desperately holding back laughter and internal injuries from the public channel.

Fred looked at the sky speechlessly, this kid just wants to be angry with me, I'm old, my body is important, I ignore him, I ignore him. Ignoring Li Dong's complaints, he continued: "I saw the red mecha of the division commander, it is not a mass product like the mass production line we operated, this is the third prince of the empire, His Royal Highness Arisandra, gave the division commander as a 20th birthday gift, I heard that it was designed by the master mecha maker, Mr. Ferrero himself." This mech has gained a reputation for fighting the Commonwealth and the Western Empire, and has been dubbed the 'Scarlet Phantom'. ”

Fred's tireless touting and introduction was still heard in his ears, and it was obvious that the other guards knew more or less about it, mainly to tell him that he could build a sense of honor as a member of the 17th Division. Li Dong looked at the mecha called the Scarlet Phantom, stopped raising the bar with Fred, calmed down, and began to carefully observe and memorize its mecha martial arts movements.

Zheng Kai deserves to be the champion of the individual group of the Imperial Inter-School Plug! Li Dong slowly found some ways. In the midst of a chaotic battle, the reason why the Scarlet Phantom can have such great destructive power is not only due to the material and power system of the mecha itself, but also the ghost's mecha pace skills.

Every time the Scarlet Phantom dodges or chases, when one foot is about to land and one foot is lifted off the ground, and both feet are volleyed in the air at the same time, the jet on the back of the mecha will quickly spray a particle flame in that fraction of a second, making it seem that it can only move a small step half a fuselage distance, but in fact, it moves one to three positions, and the opposing pilot is completely unable to correctly predict his next foothold, and the corresponding offense and defense are meaningless.