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"The headquarters of the expeditionary force has finally agreed to us to use the [Raging Thunder Beast], I believe that as soon as this big killing weapon comes out, we will win, and this planet with rich materials will soon belong to our Gama Protoss, haha." Vice Captain Gary said proudly.

"We Gamma Protoss have natural warriors, of course we will be victorious, how can the weak Federation humans stop us from unifying the universe." Rakul chimed in with a slender *.

The two of them stood on a high place and looked at the bulldozer-like [Raging Thunderbeasts] on the stretching front, and their hearts were full of pride.

Rakul looked at the battle line, determined the position where the junior officer of Gama had suffered heavy casualties, and said to Gary: "Deputy Captain Gary, it's time for me to go, I believe that sniper should miss my bullets in his head." ”

"Okay, Brother Rakul, I'm waiting for your triumphant return." Gary laughed and patted Rakul on the shoulder.

"I will live up to my expectations!" Rakul said solemnly.

The sniper was not that simple at all, and in the discussion three days ago, Lacour had already realized the seriousness of this matter, and the sniper of the Federation was not so easy to deal with.

However, he firmly believes that he will be the one who wins in the end, because only with this belief can he always go on the road of a sniper.

Rakul activated the protective armor on his body, the armor on his body is a high-end goods, when Lacul was still in the Sean family, he asked the masters of the clan to create it for him, not only has an environmental camouflage device, but also can be invisible in special terrain.

However, this equipment was damaged by Mo Jian's shot last time, and the power plant of his left arm was damaged by Mo Jian's shot, and Rakul spent a lot of money in order to repair this power armor.

Thinking of this, Lacour's teeth itched with hatred, his fierce vertical pupils flashed with a devouring light, and he secretly swore in his heart that if he found the young Federation soldier who almost killed him, he would devour him alive and skin him alive, and then use his skull as his most precious trophy.

But what he didn't know was that the sniper was Mo Jian, and he was also his primary target this time.

A few spins and jumps, but in a few seconds, Lakull disappeared directly from Gary's sight, and Gary touched the pistol on his waist and nodded.

"It's worthy of the title of the ghost god of death, and it's really terrifying if such an ability is against me."

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Rakul dodged the main direction of the Gamma attack, and went directly parallel to other positions, what he wanted now was not to go directly to the sniper location, so that a powerful sniper would not easily expose his body to the air, he must not know where to cat, Rakul wanted to wait and see.

Looking at the path in the surrounding jungle that had been pressed out by the footsteps of the Gamma soldiers, Rakul crouched down and looked left and right for a moment, then got up and ran forward.

Rakul's body was like a breeze, leaping over the thick branches of the trees, his steps were light, and the heavy power armor on his body didn't seem to affect him at all.

After ten minutes of intense nature, even with the presence of power armor on his body, Lakul was tired enough, stopped his body, and began to search for his sniper position.

The place was from the northwest of the sniper's position, with a depth of up to five kilometers, a distance where he was confident that no sniper would be able to hit him, and that there could be no such sniper in the universe.

Rakul slowly searched and advanced, leaving no trace behind, because after entering the war zone, there were no enemy or friendly positions in the world of snipers, and there was only a high and low danger factor in their minds.

Every extreme sniper is a lone wolf on the battlefield, and only by tearing apart the enemy and eating them fiercely can he ensure that he will not become the piece of meat in other people's mouths!

And at this moment, Mo Jian is still so calm, or numb, because the arrival of this behemoth is almost destined to the tragedy of this war, the mecha warriors of the Deception Squad are already in place, looking at the Mecha of the Deception Squad through the gap in the cover, Mo Jian's somewhat numb mentality was fiercely washed away by the flames of the burning engines of these mechas.

Mo Jian, who had always aspired to become a mecha warrior, saw all kinds of humanoid mecha that were quietly staying in his aiming territory, and his heart was full of fire, and he wanted to throw away his * now, kick one of the fighters of the Deception team away, get into that cockpit and start killing.

In the end, he could only sigh, looking at the tuba * in his hand with resentful eyes, even if he opened it now, he was a half-level, although Long Yuan could directly dock the mecha, but Mo Jian still only had theory and no practice, and there might be something funny when he drove the mecha, maybe he was knocked out by the Gama soldiers with a single armor-piercing cannonball as soon as he entered.

The power of that thing is not small, Mo Jian has seen it with his own eyes, at a distance of hundreds of meters, a single shot will blow up a federal automatic artillery position, if it weren't for the soldiers driving the automatic artillery running fast, they would have been cremated with the artillery a long time ago.

Mo Jian in the bunker is depressed, but the Decepticon team is encountering the most difficult problem since the establishment of the team.

"Get on the mech!" Zhao Su roared, turned over and neatly got on the demonically modified explorer mecha.

After hearing the order, the subordinates of the Decepticon team did not say anything, and went directly to their respective mechas.

"Snort" The mecha hatch closed, and the eyes of the Demon Alter [Explorer] as dim as a sword suddenly emitted a faint blue light, and the cold mecha eyes seemed to be about to choose someone to devour.

The engine in his chest began to roar violently, the blue energy turbine began to spin, the armor of the mech was still reassembled, and in less than ten seconds, the explorer's preparations were still ready.

Dancing with both hands, Zhao Su's five fingers are like passing flowers on the console to input a variety of mecha action commands, command pre-input can reduce the mecha reaction time by at least 0.5 seconds, don't underestimate 0.5 seconds, on the battlefield, every moment will make the enemy send a blow that is enough to kill himself.

In just a few seconds, countless instructions were entered by Zhao Su into the computational light brain of the mecha console, becoming an action command that could be directly called up.

On the APM recording instrument on the side, Zhao Su's hand speed has exceeded 280, which is already more than most mecha warriors, and the minimum threshold for operating mecha is 150 per minute, and when the hand speed reaches 200, it is like encountering a bottleneck, and every improvement is like a huge leap.

It can be seen that Zhao Su's mecha talent is still very strong.

The Mecha Warrior level is divided into ten levels, one to ten.

Each Fighter level is divided into three sub-levels, with three levels of junior high school and higher levels.

Among them, the senior pilots above level 5 have another title, because the senior pilots already have the ability to influence the war in small areas.

Level 5 Engineer ------- Storm Warrior.

Level 6 Mechanic------- Youge Mechanic.

Seventh-level pilot------- division-level pilot.

Eighth-level Engineer ------- King's Engineer.

Rank 9 Engineer ------- Saint King Engineer.

Tenth-level machine warrior ------- god of the Divine Domain.

And Zhao Su's recorded hand speed limit in the Federation Army has exceeded 300, and the hand speed allocation of 280 is just a warm-up here.

At the outbreak of the war, he had become a junior Youge Pilot, and his wealthy family was enough to support him in the promotion of Pilot.

The advancement of every high-level machine means that it costs a lot of money, and mecha, a thing that fascinates all the men of the Federation, is something that ordinary people can't afford.

Maybe only in the army will those men who are extremely obsessed with mecha be able to really touch this thing, every year the Federation will conduct a selection of mechs, and only truly talented soldiers can become mecha pilots, so they can only fly the lowest level of mechas.

The level of the mecha and the level division of the machine are basically the same, but the level division of the mecha is more detailed, with the popularity of the mecha, the various devices carried on the mecha are different, in addition to the mecha in the army has a uniform distinction, the civilian mecha is varied, all kinds of things.

For example, the civilian mecha [Phantom Light Warrior] is in the fifth and a half generations, lower than the sixth-generation mecha, and higher than the fifth-generation mecha.