This frightened me a lot, and the impulse that had just been puffed up immediately gave off. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There are seven elite Directory units, although they are all division-level units, but they concentrate the best pilots and the most advanced equipment of the Directory Army, and the Directory propaganda machine claims that each ace division has the power to turn the tide of the war, which can be called the trump card in the hands of the Directory Army, second only to the Strategic Missile Force. Of these, the Directory held four, the Western Military Region held two, and the Northern Army held one.

That is the 15th Panzer Division of the Northern Army, and I already have calluses in my ears when I hear the legends of this division.

I had goosebumps on my back, and I didn't dare to continue fighting, so I maintained the strafing posture of the Gatling gun, and retreated step by step along the retreat route given by Lao Ge.

At this time, the [Huns] had cleanly eliminated all the machine batteries and mechs in the base, and approached me step by step in a fan-shaped formation, and I had to deploy Gatling gun fire to force back those new mechs that were constantly approaching.

I tried to deflect the body to maximize the Gatling gun's firepower, and as soon as one mech was too far out of line, I immediately repelled it with all my might with machine gun fire, reappeared, reappeared, reappeared, reappeared, re-re-re-

The legs mechanically even numbly controlled the movement of the mechanical legs, all my attention was focused on the ring sight of the Gatling gun, the accumulated blood pressed the eyeballs, the nerves, and even the soul was pressed, and my whole person seemed to have become a trigger, a trigger that was being tightly held.

For a moment, the shell casings flew out of the shell-throwing window like flowing water, and the alloy barrel was all fired at a high temperature and roasted hot and smoking.

“2200，，2100，2000，1900………..”

The number of remnants on the counter drops at an alarming rate, but the target position shows that there is still a corner to go.

"!"

I drove the mecha to speed up the retreat, but my intention was immediately recognized, and the [Huns] encirclement was approaching step by step, and suddenly, the two [Huns] in the rear lit the gas vents, jumped to the height of the base dome, and set up 57mm light machine guns to glide and strafe.

“1400，1300，1200，1100……..”

The number of remnants continues to decrease.

"Cut!"

I couldn't move the fire-breathing Gatling gun, so I used my left robotic arm as a shield to protect my upper body, and the 57mm armor-piercing bullet whistled and hit [Guta] with sparks all over my body, and the damage to my left robotic arm jumped from green to red at one time, the entire armor belt was shattered, and the skeleton was close to the edge of scrapping.

At this moment, I finally came around the corner, immediately turned and dodged, pulled my legs and ran towards the target point, tilting the body, turning the Gatling gun to fire, while continuing to defend against the incoming projectiles with the mechanical arm.

“1000，900，800，700……..”

The ammunition went into the danger cordon, and with the rate of fire of the Gatling gun, it could only last half a minute.

"Lao Ge, Lao Ge, did you hear that bastard!"

"I'm listening, where are you!"

"We're almost at the goal, what to do next!"

"There is a large elevator at the target point, you use that to put on the ground, move quickly, we are going to destroy the passage!"

"your grandmother, cross the river and tear down the bridge!"

I scolded, but it wasn't just scolding Lao Ge, but it was relieving the pressure to a great extent, because even if I didn't look at the rear display, I knew that [the Huns] had already pursued at a higher speed.

"Bell"

The 57mm light machine gun's unique single-shot burst fire sound continued to sound behind me, and the stray bullets kept chiseling into the rear armor plate of the [Ancient Tower], and the continuous impact, although it did not penetrate the armor because of the distance, but the continuous impact caused damage to the mecha skeleton like a poison.

For a while, alarms were everywhere on the display screen of [Guta], large skeletal blocks turned yellow, and the location of the damage was almost concentrated in the lower limbs and power compartment.

The body's movements are noticeably slower.

I immediately tried to activate the gas jet, but I just had time to let the flame out, and immediately several armor-piercing projectiles flew in, directly hitting the jet port to pieces, and even the body was staggered by the impact of the explosion.

"Damn it!"

I roared angrily, while the [Huns] behind me kept closing the distance.

The fear of death and anxiety about the Directory's elite forces gripped me in a suffocating feeling that almost exploded.

Pursuit, imminent.

Pursuit, imminent!

At the last twenty meters, I could already see a neat row of large lifts, and it seemed to me as far as the road to heaven.

I can even see the murderous eyes of the deformed [Huns] who rushed to the front!

"Uhh

I let out a roar of rage, flexing my mech's waist and kicking the broken mechanical leg to the ground, [Guta]'s entire vision was depressed, and it rolled towards the elevator like a giant iron ball, like a bear when I was beaten in a street scuffle as a child. [The Huns] apparently did not expect this at all, and all the shells fired lost their sights and grazed over my head.

I rushed into a lift, I stretched out my mechanical hand and opened it with a hammer, and the two steel gates closed immediately, and the next second, several light machine guns chased the door with cluster fire, and the steel plates clanged.

"Giggles"

The elevator started slowly, and I could clearly feel my height slowly rising, and then I let go of my tight breath and gasped like a dog.

Nervous and nervous, so nervous.

"Bell"

Suddenly, there was a piercing explosion from under my feet, and a row of firelight tore through the steel plates, flickering wantonly in the elevator, and the next moment, there was a huge crashing sound, as if a huge cannonball hit the elevator, causing the whole machine to flick upwards, and I was unsteady on my feet, dragging the mecha to the ground.

A large piece of the battered elevator floor was torn apart, and a [Huns] spurting gas all over its body rushed up, its twisted and deformed face burning with a scorching fire, like a demon from hell.

"Don't try to escape, son of a bitch!"

The radio remembered the pilot's shrill roar.

Fuck, even a person dares to come, is this looking down on the master!

I was a little annoyed that I drove the mechanical arm, and raising the Gatling gun was a frenzy, but I didn't expect that [the Huns] cleverly used the spout to maneuver at a small angle in the small elevator space, avoiding all the projectiles, and then suddenly accelerated up and slammed into the cockpit of [Guta] with shoulder armor.

[Guta] was knocked out like a ball, my head hit the back of the chair and bounced back, breaking the socket of my teeth, and my mouth was full of blood for a while, and when I looked up, I found that the whole cockpit was "concave" into a large piece, and it turned out that the whole skeleton was broken and deformed.

"!"

I spat hard and raised the Gatling gun to fire again, but [the Huns] once again skillfully used the shoulder armor to absorb most of the projectiles, and suddenly accelerated the impact, and I had no room to dodge in the small elevator, so I could only try to bend and dodge, but I was still hit in the shoulder, and the body fell out sideways in embarrassment, and the three-dimensional image of my left arm suddenly turned dark red, which means that it was basically scrapped.

I finally got annoyed, like a powder keg that had been lit, and exploded with a bang, leaving all the bullshit of Lao Ge behind.

"Come on, then!"

[The Huns] brandished the armor-piercing sword, and pounced again with a murderous aura, still the same posture of using shoulder armor to defend and impact at the same time, this appearance suddenly made me feel a little familiar, ah, by the way, I thought about it.

The Gatling gun continued to roar, firing out all the remaining hundreds of bullets in one go, but the skill of the [Huns] pilot was extraordinary, and with only a small piece of rectangular armor of less than three square meters, he withstood most of my projectiles, and only a few scattered bullets landed on the waist, legs and other non-lethal parts of the body, and bounced off one after another.

But that's what I want most to get out of the way, to pin his attention to the bullet.

"Qiang"

I unfolded the mechanical arm, grabbed the shield of the [Huns] impact, and at the same time used the highest synchronization rate to coordinate the lower limbs, lowered the center of gravity of the body with all my might, and the huge impact force pushed the [Ancient Tower] four or five meters away, and the foot mechanism rubbed a spark on the ground, the right robotic arm was moderately injured, and the left robotic arm was completely scrapped.

However, the momentum of [the Huns'] onslaught was completely contained.

Sure enough, if you use this tactical move, the pilot's vision will be greatly limited, and the flaws exposed will be greatly increased.

By the way, it's like those little garbage men who fought in elementary school, with a small shield on the table in one hand and a straw stick in the other.

I almost forgot that there are tricks to dealing with this kind of obscene guy.

[The Huns] reacted quickly, and immediately swung the armor-piercing sword and stabbed it straight at my belly, but I took the first step, and violently raised the mechanical leg and kicked its lower limbs, and at the same time ignited the leg spout to impact the [Huns] with all their might, although the [Huns] had a higher output, but after being destroyed the balance, they couldn't play at all, and for a while I retreated from the ground.

"Boom"

[The Huns] suddenly stepped into the air and fell directly into the hole he had just torn open, one foot and a large piece of his body fell directly outside, and the other half of his body was stuck in the elevator. I quickly drove the mech to pounce and pressed the weight of the whole machine on the side of the [Hun] shoulder armor to prevent him from breaking free, and now this new type of machine can't get out of the way.

"Damn, mongrel, son of a bitch, let go of me!" The pilot scolded angrily, but no matter how desperately he struggled, he couldn't break free from my grip.

Looking at this embarrassed appearance, I couldn't help laughing, this trick was originally to push people into the ditch, but I didn't expect it to be used in mecha battles if it was improved now.

Look, this is the so-called elite pilot, and now it's like a white swan falling into the garbage heap.

I killed him, an idiot who can even do all the wrong true/false questions, and I killed him with the trick of a child fight, an elite who was blown into the sky!

Hahahahaha!

I used my only right arm to pick up the armor-piercing sword that had fallen to the ground, and slashed down at the [Huns] body with one sword after another, each one with crazy force, chopping metal fragments flying wildly, chopping the beautiful steel plates of the new mecha into a smudge like soaked cardboard.

The pilot was cursing desperately, and I was laughing out loud, mixed with the sound of slicing armor, like a pitch-shifting rock music.

I sang happily.

"I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it to the policeman's uncle, lalala, lalala..........."

Almost at the same time, the data on the on-board computer went crazy like crazy.

“31%........ 35%....... 40%......... 47%........ 50%...........”

After chopping twenty or thirty swords in a row, the armor-piercing sword finally couldn't withstand this rough way of using it and broke it in the head of the [Huns]. I kicked the half-dead [Huns] with my mechanical leg and used a mechanical arm to tear off its shoulder armor with all my might, and smashed it at the mecha without a head, like a storm, more than a hundred times in a row.

Every time the skeleton of the body is smashed and broken, it produces different syllables, like beating a strange instrument that is not very easy to use

“63%......... 68%........ 70%......... 71%.........”

That's when my madness came to a head.

".......... police uncle said, said, said, said, said, goodbye! Hahahaha! ”

With the last of my strength, I smashed the shoulder armor into [the Huns'] head, and the whole head immediately twisted and deformed like a flattened rice cake. At this point, the new mecha had become a pile of garbage. I tore open the hole and kicked [the Huns], and the wreckage of the mecha shook and fell headlong with my hands and feet, causing chaos below.

After doing all this, I was completely exhausted, and I became groggy, and I couldn't even remember how Lao Ge got me out of the elevator and how they stopped the pursuers.