Three days later, we saw the latest tactical mech [Vikings] made by the Blonna Group only at the training ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's really as the name suggests, it's like a rugged and tough metal pirate, the whole body is equipped with dense large artillery and close-in machine guns, and the original single-edged electric axe has also been replaced with a more deterrent double-edged electric axe, although the armament and armor have been fully updated, but the body structure can still easily see the shadow of the old type of machine such as the [Huns].

This is probably the reason why the Blonna Group's design has always been conservative.

It's just that I don't like this kind of model with too much armament, the reason is simple, that is, it can't be operated at all, right? Mecha is the same as people, it is two arms, two legs and a big head, and it can use up to three weapons at the same time, but the pilot's energy is limited, and the accuracy cannot be guaranteed at all when the fire is full, and the average experienced pilot will only choose two weapons, usually a combination of machine gun + missile, to reduce mental pressure.

The officers and men of the Iron Guard Regiment drove the mecha to shoot live ammunition, standing, prostrating, moving, and constantly changing postures, but no matter how they changed, their projectiles were always firmly nailed to the head, chest, and abdomen of the target, whether it was heavy artillery, missiles, or machine gun shells, without exception, it was best that the thickened steel plates of these vital parts were broken, but the other parts of the target were intact.

There is also a group of mechs circling the obstacles.

Assault, shift, assault and shift, dodge away from the stake or grid at a fraction of a margin, evade at a small angle, and suddenly become something commonplace.

"Hey, brothers, look at the guys over there."

Xiaobei suddenly stabbed us.

I turned my head and saw that on the other side of the range, there was a group of [Vikings] gathered, but unlike the one-on-one on the normal range, these mechs were one against multiple targets.

Suddenly, a [Viking] picked up the right manipulator cannon, and the medium-caliber machine gun on the left manipulator was also leveled at the same time, and the shoulder semi-stationary rocket launcher also began to turn.

What is this for, to test the working of weapons?

Just as the thought came to my mind, [the Vikings] suddenly opened fire, and the artillery, machine guns, and missile launchers all frantically spat out cannon fire, and the whole mecha seemed to be burning!

The three targets were shot through almost simultaneously, and they fell to the ground with a bang, burning helplessly.

The hit parts are all critical parts.

When the old target falls, the new target shoots out of the ground like a spring, maneuvering repeatedly on the slide at a speed of at least 40 kilometers per hour, constantly making irregular speed changes.

[The Vikings] also moved, and the three firearms continued to spray artillery fire.

All three targets were penetrated within a second, and the hit position was still the vital part.

The broken target fell, and the new target jumped out in half a second, and it was six at once, moving faster, at least more than fifty kilometers, and it was divided into a wide front.

[The Vikings] move like a dance, and unfurl all their equipment at great speed.

Shelling, strafing!

It was almost like magic, and the six targets were defeated in a very short time, and all the vital parts were smashed to pieces.

"This is the 'Trident' style of play that the Iron Guard is proud of, and it is said that even elite pilots may not be able to master the unique skills." Bang Bang pursed the corners of his mouth.

"Damn, it's quite chic, what would I call it if I used four or five of them, a watermelon hammer, or a mace?" I muttered.

At this moment, the cockpit door of [the Viking] opened, and a slender figure jumped down with the elevator lock, and casually removed the heavy tactical helmet, revealing short hair with shaved ears and a pretty face, and eyes as bright as the sun at two o'clock in the afternoon.

We were all sprayed in an instant - this thing turned out to be a woman.

"Yo, Yang Ge, the state is still as good as ever."

"It's normal, last night was too high, it hurt so much, it's annoying, it's really."

It turned out to be a pretty cheerful guy.

We went around in a circle, but we didn't find any firing positions that belonged to us, and there were mechs standing at each point, training quite seriously, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But sometimes nothing is wrong, how can there be so many people in fucking training.

"Hey, boss, this situation is a bit disgusting." Bang Bang said with a straight face.

This guy's joy and anger are rarely shown on his face, and this appearance basically indicates some anger.

"Forget it, don't be impulsive, we're not here to fight fiercely, we have more important tasks on our bodies, don't make trouble for yourself, withdraw."

Brother Steel said in a low voice, and led us to quickly turn around and walk outside the training ground.

However, a voice stopped us.

"Yo, the face you haven't seen before, is it a newcomer?"

I turned my head and saw that it was none other than the female pilot who had just swept the shooting range.

"Sort of, first meeting." Brother Steel replied emotionlessly.

"Ah, yesterday I heard the captain of the detachment say that he would occupy all the vacant seats in the training ground and squeeze out the outsiders, which originally referred to a few of you, what did you do, even the captain of the detachment could be offended."

Yang Ge said happily.

This guy's speech was really super arrogant, and he directly exposed the matter, which made the officers and soldiers of the Iron Guard Regiment next to him also embarrassed, but the strange thing is that no one was angry.

"Thanks for informing me, then we'll go first."

Brother Steel slapped his ass and withdrew, but Yang Ge stopped us with great interest.

"Yo, don't be so cold, it's boring anyway, isn't it, how about playing with me, just warm up."

We glanced at each other.

Grandma's, just had a fire in her stomach and nowhere to go, and someone just sent it to the door.

"So, I'll ........"

"I'll come, I'll take care of it."

Brother Steel just wanted to speak, but the pervert jumped out first, and couldn't wait to take the job, looking at this kid's lewd appearance, he knew that he must have lusted for this Yang Ge's face.

I squinted and glanced around, only to see the other Iron Guard members look at the perverts as if they were mentally retarded.

Soon, a field was cleared, and two people boarded the mecha at the same time, one [Huns] and one [Vikings], facing each other in the open space, and both were equipped with dyed bullet training weapons.

"Do you want to change mechas, maybe it's not fair to you."

"Hehe, don't worry, Miss, for beautiful girls, no matter where I am, I can play extraordinarily."

The pervert kid opened his mouth as he spoke, but unexpectedly, Yang Ge was not annoyed and angry like ordinary girls, but smiled brightly.

"So, I'm looking forward to your performance, if you're good enough, maybe there's a chance to."

Including the perverts, a bunch of us squirted them all.

Damn, it's the first time I've seen such a heroic girl, and what's even more terrifying is that I don't feel the at all.

The eyes of the people of the Iron Guard Regiment looked more like they were looking at the mentally retarded.

The countdown on the training ground flickered second by second, and finally jumped to zero.

The two mecha started almost at the same time, and when the [Vikings] took the first step, the [Huns] had already lifted the mechanical leg that took the second step, and this starting speed surprised me firmly, even in the case of a gap in the performance of the body, the pervert could still maneuver first, which shows that this guy's tactical skills have reached a fairly solid level.

But damn it, when did this kid get it?

"Da Da Da"

[The Huns'] 57mm machine guns fired first and hit [the Vikings] in the head.

[Vikings] erupted flames from her back, and at the same time, the body quickly retreated, dragging out a long stream of smoke and dust, but [the Huns] bit her tightly, and the machine gun fired a series of short bursts, pointing at [Vikings] again.

[The Viking] simply deflected the mech, dodging a shuttle of bullets, followed by deflecting the mech's head again, dodging a shuttle of projectiles again.

Maneuvering at small angles.

While evading, [Vikings] quickly raised the weapons on the left and right mechanical arms, and the mechanical components moved quickly, as if they were about to fire at any moment!

Undeterred, the satyr fired again, this time hitting the [Vikings'] maneuver and the weakest link in the maneuver, as a volley of dyed bullets exploded directly on [the Vikings'] chest armor, exploding an unsightly dark blue.

[Vikings] quickly maneuvered to the left, but the satyr drove [the Huns] quickly cut diagonally to it, and the machine-gun fire poured incessantly, almost biting the [Vikings'] moving track and strafing, getting closer and closer!

"Bang Bang Bang"

[Vikings]'s leg armor was hit, stained blue, and the mech immediately released artillery fire to interfere with [the Huns'] fire, but the satyr's aim was extremely accurate, and the projectile quickly pierced through the cannonball smoke and flew close to [the Vikings].

Pity!

We couldn't help but speed up the secretion of adrenaline, and our heartbeats jumped wildly with the maneuvering of the [Huns], and as for the Iron Guards, their eyes were already straight.

The pervert's shooting is accurate, and the artillery fire is like a computer's precise guidance!

"Boom"

[The Huns'] mechanical legs were heavily embedded in the ground, and the 57mm machine gun roared like a madman.

The accurate burst fire cut through the air, and [Vikings] dodged the artillery fire, using their maneuvering skills to the extreme, dodging from the muzzle of the machine gun several times, but [the Huns] had a faster rate of fire, and pressed the bullet point towards [the Huns] step by step, and soon a round of breakpoint shots slashed at the [Vikings] shoulder, causing another round of hits.

Accurate shooting is not uncommon among pilots, but the pervert's shooting is not only accurate, what is terrible is the speed of his school gun, which is ridiculously fast, after a miss, the second round can be immediately corrected to the most correct position, this terrible rate of fire greatly weakens the effect of any maneuvering skills.

God, what the hell is this, I don't even use small angles to avoid it.

The last time he fought with the Kerch Army, the pervert had already shown some shooting skills, but when did he practice so strongly, this kind of shooting accuracy, this kind of awareness, although he is still very unskilled, has surpassed any elite pilot I know!

I suddenly felt uncomfortable, like seeing myself left behind when I was getting my final exams.