Isn't this TM the voice of Fat Quina's grandson?

This kid used to follow my ass all day long, but then he was seduced by Zhang Longfeng and these social garbage and immediately defected, and now he rolled in front of me again, and he still wanted my life with a gang of killers.

My first instinct was to shoot this bastard, because it made me so angry.

"Woo woo"

A terrifying roar suddenly sounded above me, followed by a raindown of shells and missiles, and I was forced to drive the mech, dragging Fat Kui up and running towards the fighter-bomber's field of vision.

But I regretted it after only half of the run: Damn, didn't this kid defect a long time ago, then I'll save him a yarn.

But I didn't have time to think about it at all, and a "mourning bird" quickly cut in front of me, pouring artillery fire into my side, and for a moment the ground in front of me was completely lifted, and I immediately waved the machinery to protect my head, and the earth that was blown off by the shock wave almost smashed on the armor, making a series of unpleasant sounds.

Damn, I see the hell right now.

Just as the oldest biplane fighters in the old century were a threat to new tanks, air power has always been a great and lingering threat to armored forces on the ground, even if they are heavily armored units equipped with anti-aircraft guns and mobile anti-aircraft missiles.

After all, the Air Force is an armed force fighting in three-dimensional space, and it is not at all the same level as those of us who are fooling around in two-dimensional space all day long, whether it is missile interception or artillery sniping, the threat to the Air Force is quite limited, especially high-speed fighter-bombers with a speed of more than Mach 1.

The "mourning bird" attacked me from two directions at the same time, and the fire of the 30mm large-caliber cannon turned into a blinding rain of fire, firmly sandwiching me in the middle, and I dragged the idiot of Fat Kui in my hand, and I couldn't even maneuver, so I could only drag this guy to the ground in the most primitive way.

"Da Da Da"

"Bell"

I finally waited for the bombardment to pass, and when I opened my eyes, I found that the back armor of the mech was showing a blood-red aftermath, and the armor was almost all shattered.

"Oh oh oh oh oh mom mom yes !!"

A series of strange noises out of Fat Kui's mouth made me even more annoyed, because this idiot must have been less damaged than I was!

"Damn, you idiot, shut up!"

I roared, and Fat Kui immediately closed his mouth, not daring to let out a fart.

But now the situation is still grim, I am now covered in fluorescent paint, in the dark of night like an oversized torch conspicuous, what is more terrible is that this military marking equipment is still extremely adhesive, ordinary ways can not be rubbed off at all, I can only find a suitable terrain to fight.

But the speed and agility of enemy aircraft were much better than I expected.

The "mourning bird" made a small arc in the air, quickly turned back, and cut straight in front of me, and the 30mm machine gun hanging under the nose of the aircraft was quickly aimed at us.

"Mom!"

Fat Kui let out a howl, and his hands and feet were crippled with fright, and he didn't even have the desire to control the mecha.

I could only curse and throw him directly to the ground, and quickly visualized the value of the remaining bullets in the magazine, aiming at the sky and hitting him with a strafing shot.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The first is the armor-piercing shell, followed by a group of high-explosive shells exploding in the air, the violent explosion fireworks bloomed in the air, the "mourning bird" was hit, cut by the flying shrapnel, and the belly was cut into a ravine, if it was an ordinary fighter, it should have died a long time ago, but this thing is a fighter-bomber, the belly armor reaches more than 20 mm, and even the nose has more than 10 mm of light armor protection, which is enough to defend against any large-caliber grenade fragmentation attack, unless it is a direct hit by an armor-piercing projectile, it cannot be penetrated at all.

Damn it!

I frantically pulled the trigger, and the shells poured out at an alarming speed, opening a barrage in the air and not driving the "mourners" away one after another, but my remnant numbers were falling in alarming numbers.

Originally, this was just a simple handling operation, all the combat equipment of the mecha was compressed to the minimum, and the ammunition carried was insufficient, and most of them were armor-piercing shells, just half a minute of shooting, my ammunition depot sounded the alarm bell, and the system prompted that the number of high-explosive shells in me was less than twenty rounds.

Damn it!

Before I could remember to curse it, the "mourning birds" took the opportunity to launch a round of dive bombardment, and a single missile and machine shells hit the few remaining pieces of intact armor on the [Tsar's Scimitar] turned dark red.

In this kind of fatal time, my heart rate became smoother, as calm as death.

It's this time, whether it's dead or alive!

"Knock"

The mechanical leg slammed into the ground, and I set up my machine gun, driving the mech away from Fat Kui's side quickly, because in this unfortunate situation, anyone who came close would have to be the target of a fighter-bomber attack

The two "mourning birds" cut crosswise from the left and right wings, and the roar of the machine guns did not stop for a moment.

"Knock Knock"

I could see sparks erupt all over the mech's body, and I could even clearly see the torn armor plates bursting out in the blasting flames.

"!"

Finally, a small hill appeared in my field of vision, and I was so moved that I almost cried, damn it, it seems that my memory is still reliable.

"Knock"

I drove the mech up the hill and stood still, re-anchoring the machine gun in front of mech, so that I could occupy a platform with a certain height, greatly widening my field of view and angle of fire.

The low roar of the "mourning bird" is approaching.

I don't know why, my heartbeat started to become steady, natural, and even a little bit like a macho man in an action movie, which made me feel pretty cool.

"Wow, Brother Xiu, don't be stunned and run!"

However, Fat Kui's screams are undoubtedly quite disruptive and crazy.

In a flanking stance as before, the two fighter-bombers swooped down at high speed, raining down shells and rockets.

"Da Da Da"

"Boom Boom"

The huge tree was swept away by the barricade, then ripped up in its entirety, and the volley was torn into a pile of pieces.

But my senses gradually began to get used to the frequency of fighter-bomber attacks, and it seemed to be no big deal, the kind of seemingly sharp high-speed dive bombing, which was just a regular conventional attack, if I guessed correctly, it should be an S-shaped trajectory.

"This angle, this angle, this angle......... , that's pretty much it. ”

Just as my mech was about to be shattered, I pulled the electric trigger, and the long-suppressed machine gun fire cut back along the trajectory.

I still had a little palpitations at the moment when the warhead was killed, and I didn't know if it had any effect.

About two seconds later, there was a hissing of broken metal from the end of the shooting boundary.

"Whew"

A giant metal bird with a burning body sprinting at high speed, breaking a row of trees in a row, and I hurriedly dodged, just as it dodged through the harvest of the wings, and the burning wreckage grazed me and slammed headlong into the ground, exploding into a fireball.

Hit, hit, hit,!

The remaining "mourning birds" were startled and hurriedly pulled up the height. I thought this guy was going to continue attacking, but I didn't expect a ball of fire to shoot out of its ass and quickly disappear into the night.

"Whew, it's really deadly."

I gasped for breath, and at the same time [Tsar's scimitar] literally collapsed, making a series of strange noises from the mechanical parts of my body, and I fell to my knees and lost my mobility.

At this moment, the large army I had been waiting for for a long time finally arrived, and a group of people led by Brother Steel roared in, each mecha was equipped with a large number of anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft missiles, like a Christmas tree full of gifts, and nervously arranged the air defense positions as soon as they came up.

"Hey, Wenxiu, are you okay, damn, what's going on with you?" Brother Steel's anxious voice came over the radio.

I replied almost without much thought.

"It's okay, I just carried a bucket of chemicals and leaked, and it's like this, and I'm so fucking unlucky that I attracted the Directory fighters, and it's really nothing."

At that time, I took into account Brother Gang's attitude, and also took into account Brother Gang's attitude towards people in a state of no evidence, but after thinking about this, I felt a little sad, because just a year ago, we were people who could talk nonsense as soon as we met.

But what can I do, now I have no evidence, and Brother Gang is in a state of appreciation for Zhang Longfeng and his gang. Speaking of it now, with Brother Gang's straightforward way of thinking, he will definitely immediately come to the conclusion that we are "suppressing newcomers", and in the end it can only be asking for trouble, which has no effect, so I can only choose to forbear.

"Oh, that's it, ........ this guy"

"Oh, it's okay to pick up the recruit on the road, it's just an unlucky guy, it's useless, and it almost killed me by machine guns, it's a shame."

I laughed dryly, lifted my mechanical leg and kicked Fat Kui, who hurriedly said yes, as crisp as an answering machine, stupid to the point of having no flaws at all.

"Okay, Wenxiu, I know your mecha operation level is not bad, but don't casually despise newcomers with bad skills, our Iron Shark Battalion is not good at this set of things."

Brother Steel listened to the words of both of us, and immediately believed it, and persuaded him earnestly.

What else can I say, just laugh.

At this moment, the military advisor walked over, as if aimlessly, drove his mech around, and then turned back in front of me, which made my heart flutter a little, because I knew that no matter how much I tried to cover it up, the truth could not escape the eyes of this elite staff officer.

"Oh, I see, I understand, then, Wenxiu, I hope you will be careful in the future, and don't encounter such boring accidents again."

The military advisor sincerely admonished me.