"Good poetry, uncle, Shenwei Gaishi Town! This poem is too manly! You are really vulgar and elegant, elegant! Absolutely! The fat man was very excited, and he did not hesitate to praise in his words. Indeed, this poem is heroic, has a strong masculine style, and is quite masculine! It is by no means comparable to the kind of euphemistic words and phrases that are soft and weak for females! Atmospheric, heavy, majestic, proud!

"What a fart! Ya winter melon, can really town the Quartet, I will not sleep for decades, so that my partner is gone, and now the hero is twilight, floating alone. Pathetic, alas! The black-faced man was embarrassed, at this time, he couldn't see the slightest ruffian on his body. After a dream for decades, the past is not there after waking up, the past is ancient, and all that is left is the tragedy and desolation of the twilight heroes.

The surrounding scene has changed again, the endless prairie, the bright moon in the sky, a boulder stands on a lone wolf with his head up to the moon, a lone wolf roaring wildly, the howl is desolate and sad, whimpering, the black-faced man stands behind the lone wolf, the wolf howls, he gathers his hands to his mouth and howls, a person and a wolf, it seems so lonely.

The fat man looked anxiously beside him, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Old Hei, that little white face ......"

"Shut up! The little white face is my name, you must call him senior! No big, no small! Hmph, woohoo......"

The fat man sweated profusely, and nodded his head again and again, "Lao Hei, when I first found you, the cockpit was empty, and you were seriously injured, uh, even the body was not lightly damaged, and the cockpit was also empty, I think that handsome senior must be, well, must be ......."

"I know, he's dead. The death of a hero on the battlefield is both glory and destiny, and you don't have to scruple about it. As soon as the picture turned, the bright moon, the grassland, the lone wolf, all disappeared, the background turned into a rigid blue screen, the old black sat cross-legged on the ground, his expression was gloomy, he bowed his head and lamented, his fingers were sketched on the ground, and soon sketched out the image of a soldier, young, handsome, elegant temperament, graceful, dimple face, charming smile, if this person is the little white face hanging on his mouth, if he is still alive, he will definitely be able to fascinate thousands of big girls and little daughters-in-law.

Looking at his painting from the perspective of a fat man, the body of the handsome guy sketched by Lao Hei is upside down, and it looks awkward. The fat man tilted his head vigorously, trying to change the perspective, trying to see more realistically. His eyes were staring at the old black fingers on the ground, but his mouth was not idle, "That predecessor died young, and my descendants should remember it, but Uncle Lao Hei." Although that senior is gone, don't you still have me now? Although I am a little fatter and not as handsome as my white-faced predecessors, I can do it too. It's not that I'm boasting, I, Tang Xiaobao, was born with super hand speed, and I have never trained it, so I can reach 67 movements per second, and now it's 80 movements per second, and during the time when I was repairing your body, I have been learning from an incognito, but highly skilled mecha fighting master. How about I be your partner from now on? I will definitely not insult you, once the two of us join forces, we will definitely be able to revive our former glory! Uncle Black, what's the matter, consider me? ”

Lao Hei's movements stopped for a moment, stretched out a finger and pushed up the brim of his hat, raised his eyelids, swept his eyes at the fat man, and then lowered his eyelids and continued, "Don't think about it, you are not qualified enough." "The refusal was crisp. There is no room at all.

The fat man blushed in embarrassment, this guy is too faceless, right? Said angrily: "Uncle Hei, let's talk about things now." Your former partner is gone, but what about you, you are old and heroic, and you are not willing to disappear in the rivers and lakes from now on, right? I dare say that there is no second person in this world who is suitable to be your partner except me. Unless you plan to die in the mountains and forests from now on, ready to die with the grass and trees. ”

After speaking, his eyes stared at the black-faced man on the screen without blinking. Benevolence and righteousness are exhausted, everything that should be said has been said, and if people really don't agree, the fat man has no choice. And as the central program of the mecha computer, if he refuses to cooperate with the fat man in the future, he may not be able to drive the "Duke" freely as before.

It is equivalent to two operators of a mecha, although they both have control, but they are divided into primary and secondary, people are the main ones, and the fat man is the secondary.

Of course, the fat man could try to force changes and seize the priority control of the body, but he didn't dare to guarantee that it would have a negative impact on the "Duke" and thus interfere with the linkage reaction of the entire system, so he didn't dare to bet. The "Duke" is currently his safety and security, and he will rely on it for his survival in the future. He didn't dare to take it lightly, so he could only negotiate.

It doesn't matter if he is rejected, the fat man is determined to fight to the end. Anyway, the face is fat, the skin is thick, and there is a lot of meat, no matter how much you refuse, you can bear it.

The black-faced man painted meticulously and did not speak. The fat man didn't speak again. Inside and outside the screen, the black-faced man sat cross-legged and concentrated, and the fat man tilted his head sideways, his posture was tired and panicked, but he watched it very carefully. In fact, he was very nervous and full of expectations, and he was really afraid that Lao Hei would reject him again.

He still has a lot of mysteries to figure out. Why is it that after being attacked by the starship's main gun, the self-closing system is suddenly unlocked? Outside, there was a sea of fire, and a radius of kilometers turned into flying ash and turned into red ground, but he couldn't feel the overheated temperature at all. The temperature is very comfortable. There is also what the former identity of the "Duke" was, and what was its belonging. What is the true identity of the white-faced senior, Lao Hei repeatedly sighed forty years ago, could it be that there was such an advanced mecha at that time, such an advanced level of science and technology, and so on.

There are too many mysteries, one after the other. If the relationship between the two is not closer, these questions are not easy to ask. The fat man was waiting, and although he was now concerned about the situation outside, he could only continue to wait.

The fat man doesn't know yet. The Morville fleet in outer space scared away. The Lagardis mecha regiment on the ground was also scared away. Burton's Imperial Army is fully withdrawing from the Eastern Hemisphere, heading to the Western Hemisphere at full speed to defend and assemble, for fear of his sneak attack. On the Imperial side, there is a big man who has just crossed the space jump point and is alone on Burton. At the same time, there was also a big man on the Union side who also went to Burton alone.

The soldiers of the Mechanic Company, the "Nighthawk" soldiers, and the feather coat, who were almost frightened and were anxiously waiting for his news, were talking directly to the commander of the Eighth Regiment, Mongoali.

The appearance of the true body of the "Duke" has caused a series of chain reactions like landslides and ground cracks. The previous troop deployment of the enemy and the enemy, because of his sudden variable, is making major adjustments, and a mysterious plan will soon enter the countdown stage.

He is doing his own work here, and countless people outside are busy. The water dripped into the pan and splashed with oil. And he, this drop of water, is completely ignorant.

Lao Hei finally finished painting, and in terms of painting techniques alone, he is completely master and very professional. The lines are outlined, combined with the effect of light and shadow expressed by the smearing, and a perfect monochrome sketch portrait is presented on the ground. The image of the handsome guy in the costume in the picture becomes three-dimensional and complete, vivid and lifelike. The fat man noticed the rank of the handsome guy, Major General!

He couldn't help but smack his tongue, Lao Hei's previous partner was definitely not an ordinary person, and at that time, the Fourth Pan-Galactic War had not yet fully ended. The major general who can drive a mecha is so super handsome, it shouldn't be difficult to check. The fat man made up his mind to dig out the heel of this idol.

The fat man can't see the handsome guy because there is pressure in front of the handsome guy. People have good genes and natural resource advantages, this kind of person is born with a halo of human talents, and is deeply watched by thousands of people. With this kind of person, the unfairness of the world is too obvious.

When he was in the Purple Phoenix team before, he had this feeling, although he didn't say it, but in his heart, he was somewhat repulsed by Han Xing. It's a little jealousy!

Genes are a real thing. Father and mother are fairy couples, handsome men and beautiful women, but he has no good genes of his parents at all. It's okay to look ordinary, but where did this body come from? I was fat when I was a child, and I have been fat until now, I can't lose it if I want to, and I have been constantly heavy. If it weren't for the fact that when he weighed 200 pounds, he broke the constant weight law that had been with him for more than ten years. The fat man didn't dare to imagine what would become of him in the future, maybe one day he would be crushed to death by his own fat body, and he would be fat alive in the coffin.

But now he has no jealousy of the person in the painting, the handsome young general who has no reason, only worship, born at the wrong time, and hates not to meet. Not only because the handsome guy is Lao Hei's partner, but also because of the poem that Lao Hei chanted before, if there is no glorious past, Lao Hei can't chant that kind of domineering and heroic and majestic verses.

With more real-time imaging camera equipment in his hand, he took the portrait on the ground very seriously, and then wiped it with one hand, and the picture disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the fat man's heart lifted, he felt his mouth dry, he began to be nervous, and Lao Hei was about to give an answer. But the next moment, he was stunned, and there were many more photos on the screen, all of which were old photos. He had never seen anything in the photo. Old Black vanished, but his voice rang out in the form of a voiceover.

"See these photos? I say you're not qualified because of them. ”

The fat man looked solemn and looked at the photos carefully. Look at them one by one. He has an excellent memory and an instinct to remember, and at the same time, he is also observing, guessing, and analyzing.

Judging from their clothing and temperament, the people in the photo are very young and extraordinary, in the territory of the Roland Empire, most of the young people with this temperament are nobles, and they are also high-level nobles, otherwise it is difficult to develop that graceful temperament. The mecha behind them, looking at the style, seems to be very old, but it is not any style he has studied before, the shape is strange, and it can be called novel and surprising when it comes to modern times.

In the battle screen, judging from the posture and movement of the body, the pilot's operation skills are very familiar, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary mecha warriors. They are all masters, masters who are outstanding! And the shot is clean and neat, ruthless and decisive, never doing superfluous actions, almost all of them are fatal with one hit, fast, accurate, ruthless, and the three-word trick is vividly displayed by them.

Against this kind of enemy, the fat man is confident that he will not be defeated, but when he really fights, he will definitely not be easy, because the other party is not one or two, but a group.

The last photo is a dense array of mechas. I can't tell how many there are, but there is a uniform logo printed on the chest, and half a golden skull.

"How do you feel?"

"They're strong!" The fat man told the truth and asked cautiously, "Who are they?" ”

"The mechanical legion, each of them has a hand speed of more than 100 movements per second! Their leader, the Immortal King, has a manual speed of ...... per second 120 moves! ”

"What? That's impossible! The fat man let out a piercing exclamation!