I was awakened by the sound of the silver bells, and suddenly remembered that we were now in the opposing camp. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

[Tsar's Scimitar] raised his mechanical arm and raised his huge 100mm semi-automatic cannon to aim at the Flying Dog, a heavy airborne firearm converted from the main gun of an old century tank, which can tear humans within a radius of 50 meters with the power of splashing alone!

Damn it!

I didn't have time to think about it, so I immediately raised the barrel of a silver bell in the mechanical arm, and the silver bell's cannon immediately blasted into the air, exploding an ugly firework.

[The soldiers] were obviously in great danger, and immediately rushed into the ruins of the town like frightened sheep to take refuge, and the flying dogs hurriedly rushed back into the mecha. Yinling's partner Ding Yi was furious, pulled out his 76mm self-defense pistol and aimed it at me and roared, "What the fuck are you doing, do you want to mutiny!" ”

Unexpectedly, the calf next to me directly carried the cannon, and when he pressed against Ding Yi's mecha chest, he said viciously: "Remove your claws from the eldest brother, or I will break you!" ”

"You fucking stinky recruit, plus a braggart ace dares to threaten Lao Tzu."

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Fortunately, the military advisor once told me a very rogue communication principle: "As long as someone bites you, whether it makes sense or not, bite back immediately, otherwise you will lose."

I pressed down the muzzle of the calf's cannon and defended strongly: "Betray your uncle, I think you want to rebel, such a close distance, do you want to bomb the supplies together!" ”

Ding Yi was so choked by me that he couldn't stand up to it, and he almost exploded.

Yinling pushed my mechanical arm away from under the barrel, rebound the ruler that I had beaten crooked, and said lightly: "Don't say so much for now, first destroy the enemy mecha soldiers, in addition, please remember one thing, Comrade Winter Melon, my artillery bombardment never misses." ”

This damn woman definitely did it on purpose.

The two of us glared at each other viciously, and the soldiers outflanked the wreckage of the transport plane in two directions.

"Rustle"

The [Hippopotamus] helicopter launched two sets of 57mm rocket launchers improvised on its small wings, and beams of fine pillars of fire flew into all directions of the ruins. [Hippo] is not a specialized helicopter gunship, the load capacity is limited, only small arms can be installed, and the 57mm rocket is very weak for both armored and hard targets, and can only play the role of indicating the target.

At this moment, Maverick and I saw the direction of our target - behind a shopping supermarket.

The gas jet roared, and I carefully coordinated the synchronization rate, driving the [Tsar's Machete] around the garbage and parking on the street and moving towards the target.

"Sand"

Suddenly, a beam of fire shot through the window on the second floor, hitting the tail of the [Hippopotamus] helicopter, almost breaking the entire tail, and the helicopter struggled up and down in the air in pain, followed by two missiles hitting the belly, completely tearing the entire body apart, and suddenly, metal fragments mixed with human fragments flew all over the sky.

"Hell, there are multi-purpose anti-armor missiles on the other side!" I scolded.

Unlike the Directory, which struggled to develop a wide variety of powerful missiles, the Federation preferred to integrate all the functions they could think of into a single bomb type, so the Union missile's missiles were unmatched in terms of battlefield adaptability.

"Damn, there's no vision."

I cursed, but I didn't care about the four pilots in the helicopter who were blown to shreds, not even their burning arms and thighs crumbling into my armor.

It felt weird, like something was missing in my stomach.

Snowflakes are flying, and the computer shows that the weather conditions are level 4 snow, which is a very bad condition for the onboard sensors, the sensor probes are easily frozen, the camera lenses are also quickly frosted, and the vision and perception are seriously deteriorated.

[Tsar Scimitar] is the first type of the old kingdom army to adopt the "heavy loading, heavy firepower" design concept of the mecha, a change of [ancient tower] fragile structure, the use of a strengthened skeleton to comprehensively enhance the body, and at the same time further strengthen the old kingdom army equipped with heavy armament tradition, the main weapon includes a 100mm semi-automatic cannon and Gatling machine gun, the rest of the anti-armor missiles, rocket artillery, electric tomahawks, magnetic grenades and other secondary weapons are readily available, the body operation feel very solid, but it is slightly lacking in mobility.

I drove the mech to run instead to get maximum maneuverability, and at the same time, I had to be careful of the flying dog's landline to avoid blasting this idiot away, but in the blink of an eye, the flying dog was driving his mech and disappeared!

This is a ghost, and I am so anxious to search around.

"Da Da Da"

Short lines of fire shot through the walls of the supermarket and scattered, but all of them missed and scattered at my feet, and I was forced to turn my head first against the enemy in front of me.

Seems to be a lot weaker than the elite.

The enemy's performance gave me confidence, and I raised my 100mm semi-automatic cannon to reload the HEAT and fired in retaliation, destroying most of the parapet wall with one shot, revealing [the soldier's] dumbfounded electronic eyes through the flying rubble.

"Sonorous, sonorous"

I quickly drove the mech out of the position, and with a push and pull of the handle, I pushed and pulled the new cannonball into the chamber.

Two more black holes protruded from the parapet and fired cluster fire at me, 30mm high-speed armor-piercing shells made dust around me [Tsar's Scimitar], I had just lifted a reloaded semi-automatic cannon, a small-caliber shell sparked on the barrel, my wrist shook reflexively, and the cannon bombarded the ceiling of the supermarket.

"Damn, this shit isn't accurate!"

I scolded and shook off the pot, my face still burning with embarrassment, knowing that the calf guy was watching from behind his ass, and it would be a shame to be seen behaving like this.

I drove the mecha to start accelerating and decelerating, [Tsar's Scimitar] continued to attack with violent movements, moving sideways, retreating, rapidly switching positions, maneuvering quickly between the ruins of the city, continuous movement never exceeded three seconds, this series of actions made me raise the maximum synchronization rate, under the violent nerve drive action, the muscles that I could only move in a small area of the sensing device began to cramp, and then evolved into severe pain, which made me clench my teeth.

[The muzzle of the [soldier] was thrown far away by me, and the line of fire against [Tsar's Scimitar] became scattered, and I raised the cannon to shoot out the cannon again, but the camera image became dazzling under the high-speed maneuver, and the target was fleeting.

"Boom"

I fired the third shell, but it was still missed, and it was worse than the last two, and the shell made an unsightly twisted trajectory in the air, and smashed a large hole in the road.

"Damn it!"

I cursed, my mind was so oppressed that my five fingers that drove the robot spasmed like a stroke, and my whole person was nervous and annoyed.

During this time, I paid too much attention to the synchronization rate, but I forgot to practice some of the most basic skills, such as mobile shooting.

Now I still have to focus most of my attention on coordinating that poor synchrony distribution, and after coordinating one movement, I immediately have to concentrate on coordinating the next, causing a huge mental load, and I feel that my tiredness is starting to become more and more obvious.

And the semi-automatic cannon's reloading speed made me even more angry.

"It's too slow!"

I threw away the half-slow semi-automatic cannon, raised the parallel OS-12 Gatling mech diagonally and opened fire, a total of twelve barrels propelled by gas to spray out cannon fire in a furious rage, like a metal rain pouring down on the parapet, and the cement slabs were shattered and collapsed.

It was a sensation that swept away the pent-up tension I had just felt when I used the semi-automatic cannon.

The two [soldiers] desperately popped their heads out from behind the parapet, raised their machine guns and fired indiscriminately, two stray bullets intimidating the heavy shoulder armor of the [Tsar's Machete], gouging two small craters in the arc armor.

Enduring their indiscriminate fire, I jerked off the Gatling gun.

Confirm the line of fire of the last two projectiles, confirm the bullet marks on the wall, and confirm the smoke of the cannon **.

Everything is done in a second.

The nerves were stretched out, the movement was opened, and the manipulator gently lifted the twin Gatling machine gun a little, leveled the muzzle, and pulled the trigger at the same time with the five fingers of the machine.

"Da Da Da"

The metal storm slashed along the wall like a flaming scythe, and the entire wall was instantly cut off by five or six centimeters of fierce artillery fire, and two 30mm "Viper" machine guns were slashed into the air along with the mechanical hand holding them, and then slashed to pieces.

The three shrunken mechs could no longer hold it back, and lit the jets and scattered from the bunker that was about to collapse.

I kept an eye on one of them and accelerated in pursuit, and the [soldier] had a bundle of antennas attached to the left of its head, which was the hallmark of the captain's plane.

The captain of the manipulator, who had his manipulator cut off, noticed my tracking and immediately turned around and fired an anti-armor missile, and the smoking "cigar" struck the [Tsar's Scimitar] head at a speed of more than 500 meters per second.

Decapitation mode, the most disgusting attack mode for the Federation's precision-guided weapons, specializes in striking the most vulnerable parts of the mech.

If you dodge, you will definitely widen the distance.

I felt my mind full of excitement to destroy the enemy, and I didn't want to avoid it at all, and directly raised the left robotic arm equipped with a semi-automatic cannon assembly in front of my head, and the missile exploded directly on the gun mount, and the hot metal jet sliced through the armor, melting the metal equipment, and the scorching sputter liquid splattered wantonly, and the intense flash filled the entire cockpit, almost blinding my dog's eye.

But I still captured the back of the captain's comical escape.

I slammed my parallel Gatling gun and fired wildly, and a rain of bullets swept down the lower limbs of the captain, and hundreds of 12.7mm bullets rained down into the body's leg armor and joint structure, and the captain fell heavily on the dirty street like a man who had been slashed.

"Da Da Da"

I was about to launch a surprise attack when crossfire from the left and right intercepted me, and the two [soldiers] desperately turned back and intercepted with machine-gun fire.

"Boom"

Suddenly, the upper body of one [soldier] burst into flames, most of the body was torn apart by the explosion, and the mutilated half of the wreckage fell down, and the other [soldier] was taken aback and immediately shifted the muzzle, but then two anti-armor missiles flew in, first hitting the lower limbs of the mecha, then the cockpit, and the body was immediately lifted off by the impact force.

"Brother, I hit, I hit, two, two!"

On the radio, Maverick-san screamed in a different tone.

"His grandmother is amazing, go back and invite you to dinner!"

I was so excited that I changed my voice, and immediately drove the mech to rush towards the captain who had lost its resistance.

Suddenly, the wall of a building beside me was smashed open, and a [soldier] pounced on me and rolled me into a ball, and I heard the flying dog bark over the radio in plain language: "Brothers, run away, I'll hold him back!" ”