At the critical moment, the flying dog jumped up and hit me headlong with all his might. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rocket hit the upper part of the mecha directly, and the huge explosion almost tore the upper half of [the Huns] to pieces, and the mecha smashed into the mechanical maintenance room with a blazing light.

", flying dog!"

I roared loudly, but I still had a little luck in my heart, because the firing position was not low, and if I was hard, I might still be able to ..........

"Rustle"

However, in a very short time, two more rockets hit the maintenance room, blasting the entire department into ruins.

Your uncle's!

I was so angry that my liver and gallbladder were about to explode, and I stared at "Thor" like crazy.

"Hahaha, okay, don't be so excited, you're going to die soon, anyway, go and accompany your brother." Lei Xiao laughed wildly and raised his rocket launcher at me.

*Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter*

Brutal thoughts flooded into my brain like a flood, and I felt like I had literally "exploded".

Tilt your head, dodge.

The rockets grazed the [Huns'] radio base and flew no more than a centimeter away.

I didn't have any skills, I just did that.

"Small angle ........ no, it's not a small angle maneuver, what the hell is this!" Lei Xiao let out a frightened howl.

What the fuck do I fuck you!

Unconsciously, that drunken feeling rushed back to me, but it was a little different from the last time, this time my mind was still clear, and a thought was firmly nailed there.

Slaughter!

[The Huns] violently spewed flames, and I drove the mecha to rush up in one breath, and the "Thor" just had time to raise the rocket launcher, but I suppressed my wrist and crashed out of the hangar parapet.

"Boom"

Bricks flew and two of us rushed into the guards' quarters together.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!hhh

I drove the robotic arm and threw the "Thor" out in one go.

"Thor" quickly adjusted his attitude in the air, and at the same time raised the rocket launcher to fire a series of lethal shots, but, now it seems to me that this is simply too slow, almost as ridiculous as throwing a stone.

Deflection, pressing.

Two rockets slashed against the armor plate, and I felt a fiery sensation pass over my skin, as if I was carrying the shell!

*Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter*

My mind raced through my mind, and I quickly swung my arm and raised the parallel Gatling cannon, feeling more agile than ever, as if I was driving my own arm.

"Thor" also raised the rocket launcher in his hand at the same time, and at the same time opened the chest guard, revealing a pitch-black rifled gun port.

Damn, this guy even has an built-in cannon.

The muzzle of the gun turned, and it quickly changed to lock onto the target, but no fire was fired.

Here it comes!

A thought popped into my mind, and I didn't know what the reason was, so I immediately raised my Gatling machine gun and opened fire, hundreds of high-speed armor-piercing shells and high-explosive shells roared and hit the mecha hard, and the shells that "Thor" had just fired were exploded in an instant, and the mecha was surrounded by clouds of fireworks.

*Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter*

"Hah!"

I set all the gas outlets on fire, and [the Huns] slammed into Thor's body like a madman, and the two mechs rushed into the officers' quarters together, smashing through walls, tearing pipes, and shattering windows, leaving a mess everywhere they went.

I pulled out the electric axe, and damn it, Thor was setting up the same weapon at the same time.

The brutal hand-to-hand white-knuckle battle began, and as we attacked, we frantically swung the electric axe and slashed wildly, slashing steel armor fragments flying all over the place, scarred on both sides. This should have been a rather mechanical action, no more than eight or nine shots a minute, but the situation at that time was simply incredible, I felt that the mechanical arm of the landline was almost like a jet, the movement was fast and fierce, and in just a few seconds, more than a dozen axes were struck, and the main armor plate of the "Thor" was cut into pieces.

"Thor" resisted while dodging with all his might, dodging most of the vital parts, and for a while still had the power to fight back.

* Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, chop off the head, cut off the head*

Suddenly, there was an unusual murmur from the killing machine.

But I was already driving something, and I swung the electric axe and slashed at Thor's head.

"Thor" immediately swung the electric axe to resist, but this action was seen through by me at the first time, and I twisted the mechanical arm with incredible agility as if adjusting my wrist, and slashed straight through the handle of his axe, and then slashed into the head retainer, and the high-energy heating blade melted the armor, almost cutting off the entire head.

is worthy of being a trump card, and the reaction is fast enough, and it flashed at the critical moment, but only half of the head was cut off.

"Boom Boom"

With a series of critical hits, our two mechs slammed into the wall on the other side.

"Thor" finally got rid of me, and the ace pilot was obviously furious, and he was furious and ready to fire back, but at this time my fighting spirit was unprecedentedly high, and I immediately set up my weapons and prepared for battle

"Boom Boom"

A series of loud noises rang out again, but the source was from the direction of the garden.

What the heck?

I turned my head to look at the garden inexplicably, only to see a large number of rebel mechs scattered and fleeing like sheep, while they were closely pursuing a large number of mechs, killing them in batches with accurate artillery fire.

Of course, the mecha of the Iron Guard Regiment is playing a leading role, but I soon found out that the mecha of the Northern Army appeared in the mecha group!

What the heck?

Yes, I read that right, the Northern Army, which was originally on the side of the rebels, has now defected, and is working with the Iron Guards to wantonly shoot the scattered rebel mechs with artillery fire, and it is Amy Young's kid who fights the hardest and rushes to the front.

This unexpected turn of events not only confused us, but also the rebels.

"Northern Army, damn, Northern Army, you are looking for death, you don't listen to orders!"

Yunadilla's voice exploded over the radio, apparently already in a mess.

Amy Young's answer was still cold:

"It's just an opportunity, my lord, I never said that the Northern Army will be your staunch friend."

This is a bit of a quibble, "Thor" let out a heavy "tsk", and quickly drove the mecha out of contact with me.

"Wait for Bo, the next time we meet, I will kill you."

Dropping a rogue threat, the ace pilot quickly ignited the jet port and broke away, I didn't dare to continue the pursuit, and used the radio to summon a few guys who were nearby to urgently rescue the flying dog, this guy's mecha has almost turned into a pile of scrap metal, almost can't see the original appearance, as soon as the parts are moved, the fragments of the parts fall down in a slump, and I can see that my heart is cold, and I almost can't help crying.

Yunadira was even more angry, and roared:

"Okay, okay, I'll just say that you northern military cheap bones are guys who don't know each other, without you shit-stirring sticks, I can still do it, let me tell you, it's all my people outside the manor, none of you want to run, you have to die here with that little bitch for me!"

Tintin voices came out of the radio.

"Damn, it's not good, the outside of the manor is surrounded by enemy planes, and I can't get out at all!"

"How many are there?" Brother Steel asked urgently.

"It's a lot, at least a reinforced regiment's mecha unit, god, these guys still have tanks, damn, and heavy howitzers, and, what the hell is that....... damn it, get down!"

In the next second, the radio communication was interrupted by a violent explosion, and the entire outer defense line of the manor was plunged into a sea of fire, and two heavy fighters painted in grass green flew overhead, with a huge sound, and under the wings mounted bundles of ground weapons, dense enough to make people feel frightened.

The "Raven" fighter-bomber is the latest tactical aircraft developed by the Blonna Group, but unlike the specialized fighter that emphasizes lightness and agility, this thing has the same heavy armor as the mech, and is loaded with more than nine tons of bombs, missiles and cannonballs, which is simply a flying battery.

At the same time, the armored troops gathered outside the manor also began to act, the dense gunfire overshadowed the waves, and the large-caliber shells smashed into the manor one after another, exploding a huge column of smoke, and every shelling could cause an earthquake-like shock, so that the veterans of the Northern Army couldn't help but be a little shaken, because they infiltrated the manor, they didn't bring any heavy weapons, and the Iron Guard Regiment didn't have too much heavy equipment, and what's more, they were basically destroyed by Yunadilla.

The rebels' heavy weapons are not only numerous, but also very high-quality, all of them are heavy guns of 203mm or more, which can cause lethal damage to any mech with the power of splashing alone.

The rebel army advanced into the manor, pressing towards the garden step by step, and the vanguard commando alone placed four armored companies and attacked frantically under the cover of artillery fire. Although the mecha soldiers of the Northern Army and the Iron Guard Regiment belonged to the first sharp, but the mobile forces were too small, and after a period of strong resistance, they were forced to shrink into the garden, and the rebels who had achieved the initial victory were highly moraled, roaring and screaming to launch a final attack in waves, and also advanced light artillery to shoot at close range.

"Brothers, the boss has spoken, the reward for killing an enemy is 100,000 yuan, making up 1 million for death, and receiving 500,000 for the disabled, how can you earn it, rest assured!" The officer shouted over a megaphone at the right time.

The big money was thrown down, which made these outlaws even more crazy, and they rushed up with the posture of relying on the steel plate on their bodies to catch the cannonballs.

I raised the parallel Gatling gun and opened fire, the barrel red. The exhilaration, with thousands of rounds of ammunition pouring per minute, is far from being comparable to ordinary machine guns, and the destructive power of medium-caliber armor-piercing shells is very good, even enough to penetrate the frontal armor of the [Tsar Scimitar], which can pose a huge threat to most of the [Huns] armored area.

Cool, it's really grandma's cool flying!

I was so excited that I could hardly resist the urge to roll around with this brilliant weapon and quickly concentrate on finding a new target to attack.

However, there was a steady stream of successors, and they quickly suppressed us in terms of firepower density. Now my DIY mecha has become the core of the fire of the temporary defense line, and I carry the machine gun to suppress it wherever it is urgent, and I have even withstood two waves of attacks, but my residual bullet numbers are rapidly bottoming out,

This is not good, because the rebels are still pouring in, seemingly endlessly.

"Hey, guys from the north, aren't you guys awesome, can you make a hole now and let us rush out?" I shouted on the public radio channel.

"It's impossible, there are too many of them, and there are heavy artillery, without artillery cover, as soon as they get out of the bunker, they will be bombed into slag." Amyon scolded through gritted teeth.

Heavy weapons with enormous destructive power have been a nightmare for any conventional target on the ground since the days of trench warfare, and even the most elite pilots are human, and the survival rate in the face of saturation bombardment by heavy artillery and fighter jets is not much higher than that of ants in the ground.

"Haha, do you see, do you see? These are all elite troops I recruited from the south, and it took the family more than five years to train these guys, although they are a little worse than the elite troops, but the technology is also first-class," Yunadilla laughed loudly, "Lay down your weapons and surrender, otherwise as long as I give an order, I will make you die without a corpse." ”

Suddenly, a cold male voice cut into the radio.

"Oh, you said those guys, I think it's better for you to stop expecting."

We looked at each other, all in horror.

Because this voice is clearly Professor Antonnikov's, why did this old ghost come to join in the fun?

Before we could clear our minds, a series of terrifying roars erupted from the rebel artillery positions outside the manor, and the heavy artillery turned into huge fireballs one after another.

"What's going on?" Yunadira cried out in horror.

"Don't be so surprised, dear brother."

Irene's sweet voice rang out over the radio, but there was a hint of a frosty chill.

"Sometimes the level of preparation depends on quality, not quantity, well, forget it, you hillbilly who has been hanging out in the South all year round won't understand."

"Boom"

The manor's parapet was suddenly destroyed by a huge force, and several old-fashioned mechs rolled into the manor in embarrassment, and what chased them into the manor was a team of black-painted mechs, with a terrible murderous aura, wielding their pistols and killing all the remnants of the army.

It's a look I'm all too familiar with.

Damn, are the children and grandchildren of [agave] again, and there are so many!