The trebuchet was a common tactic used by our group of people against the enemy back then.

At that time, there were not many of us, and we often faced the situation of being surrounded by superior enemies and beating together, at this time, Bang Bang and Brother Gang would act as meat shields, and the first to rush up and scuffle with the boss of the other party, while a group of our little brothers took out bricks from their backpacks very tacitly (one brick broke two, four at a time), like a machine gun aimed at the little brother he brought, how could the little thugs who were usually temporarily gathered to stand this, and they were immediately smashed to the head and bleed, crying dad and calling his mother to flee for his life.

And most of the time, the boss who brought them here would panic and hurriedly leave Brother Gang and Bangbang and run away, but of course he was kicked in the back immediately, and then he was pressed to the ground and beaten by us.

There is no doubt in my mind that the prince must have no experience with group fighting.

My three tracer bullets lit up the torso, head, and shoulders of the sniper mech one after the other, arguably the most perfect spread I've ever hit. The prince immediately sensed the impending crisis and opened the gas jets throughout his body with all his might.

This is the first time I've seen the optimal stance for small-angle evasion: each mechanical joint is ready to maneuver under the action of gas jets, and the whole mech is in a state where it is about to explode at any moment, and you can visually imagine how fast the small-angle maneuver will be in this situation.

"Knock"

The satyr fired its first shot, and the sniper-type mech's robotic arm maneuvered violently at the same time, bouncing off with gas-jet propulsion.

A crisp metal crash sounded through the dense forest.

Half of the robotic arm that was still dragging the tubing flew into the sky, and it took several seconds before slamming into the crown of a hapless tree.

It took a few seconds for our minds to start moving again.

Is this .......... hit?

[Tsar's scimitar]'s electronic eyes flashed with a thunderous light, and the mecha jerked up and raised its machine gun at the same time.

"What ........... the hell?"

The prince was stunned.

For the first time, the sniper mech's actions showed timidity.

"Knock Knock"

The satyr fired two shots in succession, and the sniper-type mecha's just deflected head was pierced, followed by the body that had also just tried to twist away, and the thin light armor used to improve mobility could not resist the direct attack of the high-powered armor-piercing projectile at all, and two large holes were punched in response.

"Boom"

The sniper mech fell to its knees, convulsing in a dying convulsion.

"Good marksmanship."

Lao Ge couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's not just accurate, and there is an element of prediction, forcing a small angle to avoid and a better archery, I've really seen it for the first time."

It's rare to see this guy have this kind of expression, and I can't help but want to brag a little bit.

"Look, this is my brother, awesome.......... well, wait."

I suddenly remembered a more serious problem.

Damn, I'm not engaged in regular combat operations now, but assassination!

"I don't think I told anyone before I left, how did you two get here, don't tell me you have a fantasy thing like opening the Prophet's Eye?"

The pervert said "oh".

"Oh, you said this, of course Yang Ge told me."

"Yang Ge?"

"She said that if you hide a sniper gun and refuse to hand it in, and you go around looking for a place where no one is secretly practicing long-distance shooting skills, you must be killing people and not running away, and it is also an assassination. With your interpersonal relationship in the Iron Shark Camp, the only character you want to kill and don't want to arouse suspicion is Zhang Longfeng, plus your inexplicable request to go out with him, then he definitely didn't run, in terms of timing, it is definitely the most suitable tonight. ”

".......... damn it, look down on this bitch."

I used to think that this guy was just a big grinning and rough nervous guy, but I didn't expect her to have a delicate side, and my little movements didn't escape his eyes at all.

I switched the communication channel and asked another guy.

"So Lao Ge, what's the matter with you, and where did your mecha come from, I don't remember that the Kerch Army had this style of mech?"

"Haha, you say me, what else in the world I don't know........... okay, okay, don't shake your machine gun at me, if you go crazy, Lao Tzu will die, it's a matter of industry secrets, nothing to say, you just need to know that our comrades are all over the world."

I'm speechless, as a person who has been in the Kerch army, of course I know how huge the power of these guys is, the other Kerch troops are in short supply, but the intelligence is as continuous as tap water, and most of them are high-quality intelligence with high accuracy, what's even more nonsense is that the "company accounts" of these guys are extremely tight, most of them are spent on military spending, and the intelligence funds are not even enough to hire a senior spy to come out for a coffee, so much intelligence The Kerch Army can't afford to buy pants.

What a strange organization.

At this point, the pervert hesitantly inserted into my message.

"That, Wenxiu, you really want to ......."

Well, what should come will always come.

"Yes, I did come to slaughter Zhang Longfeng's livestock, alas, I said it, let your kid not come, and Yang Ge, the little hen obviously saw it and insisted on saying it, does it dislike you at all.........."

"Fuck you, Wenxiu!"

The pervert suddenly became furious.

"What the are you pretending to be a hero, throwing me away, throwing my brothers away, working alone, you think you're amazing, don't you, you're awesome?"

"I didn't mean that.........."

"That's what the you mean, do you think I'm going to betray you, or is it going to be so scared that I'm going to pee my pants on the spot, huh? Am I so untrustworthy? ”

"I don't mean that, you know what it's for, it's infighting, it's cruelty, and you think the more people who know, the better." I was also a little annoyed, my sockets hurt a lot, my cheeks hurt even more, and I opened my mouth in anger and scolded back.

"Then fucking include me, bastard!"

The pervert roared, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Listen, Wenxiu, if there is a next time, and a next time, our brother will do it, do you hear? It's done! ”

I waved my robot to show that I didn't want to argue about it.

The pervert scolded me for being bloody, but I didn't annoy him, and even felt a little moved, but sometimes, many things are not affected by our wishes, and they are and will be.

"Hey, Wenxiu, who is this kid, do you know him?"

The pervert pointed at Lao Ge vigilantly, what else can I do at this time, so I have to continue to pretend to be confused.

"I don't know, anyway, this guy saved our lives, and he would have already done it to deal with us, so it's better to treat him as a friend for the time being."

"Cut, it's really unpleasant."

Together, we flipped the sniper mech over, only to find that the cockpit door was wide open, and it was pitch black, and the pervert and I were blown up -, this guy couldn't have run away, this damn thing.

At this time, Lao Ge walked up unhurriedly, stretched out his mechanical hand and inserted it into the cockpit, and then broke it hard, only to hear a howl like a pig, a guy wearing an anti-load suit was caught out, it turned out that this kid was clinging to the cockpit wall like a loach, plus he was thin, and it was not easy to find someone at a glance.

We're so angry, this guy is so cunning, it's not enough to play us half to death on the battlefield, we can still play tricks at this time, and we have to screw his head off first.

"Damn, you kid really know how to play."

The pervert was annoyed and drove the robotic arm to take off the helmet of the "prince", but when the person under the helmet revealed his true face, we were a little dumbfounded for a while.

Because the real image of this guy is too far from what we imagined, not handsome at all, not cool at all, his hair is messy, his face is full of thieves, and we believe that he is a thief in the market, only a pair of eyes are shining, flashing with a different luster.

"No, no, no, you're mistaken, I'm just a stand-in for the 'prince', a stand-in, you see, I don't look like it at all." The guy was dancing and trying to argue, and the nervous appearance like a rookie on the battlefield made us a little confused for a while.

Fortunately, I have the information that Ireen gave me, and it comes in handy now.

"Alright, stop pretending, damn hairy mouse."

As soon as the last three words came out, I saw that the guy's face changed instantly, becoming extremely annoyed and murderous, spewing out of his throat with an angry roar, grabbing the mechanical fingers of the mecha and roaring wildly.

"What the fuck are you talking about, you have a kind of fucking repetition, Lao Tzu is going to cut you raw, take your head as a night pot, bastard, get over here, Lao Tzu will give you ............"

Before he could finish speaking, he froze.

I also let out a sigh of relief, and it seemed that Irene's intelligence that "this guy can't stand being called a 'hairy mouse' the most, otherwise he will run away on the spot" is real, and the effect is even more obvious than expected.

"Wait, this is .........."

I waved my hand, not interested in hearing this guy continue to fart.

"This guy is the prince, help, screw his head off, thank you."

"Hey, hey, don't, according to international law, you can't hurt prisoners of war......."

The prince howled.

"Alas, you always send me garbage work to do, remember to owe me a little favor."

Lao Ge muttered, but he didn't hesitate to pull the manipulator, and casually put his metal finger on the head of the "prince", as long as he used a little force, this guy's head had to be moved on the spot, this kid was scared out of the sky, and the scream was even more ugly, worse than slaughtering pigs, so that the three of us had to cover our ears.

What's the matter, such a guy can be regarded as a legendary "armored killer"?

"Knock"

At the moment when Lao Ge was about to start, a shelling sound suddenly sounded from the dense forest, and before we could react, the [Tequila] manipulator had been knocked away, and the next moment a mecha spraying flames rushed out of the dense forest, grabbed the manipulator, and rushed out more than a hundred meters at super high speed.

Yang Ge's cold voice rang out over our radio.

"I'm sorry, but this guy can't let you die yet."