Empty, darkened under artillery fire. Smoke and dust, blocking all

"Hidden!" A mournful cry echoed over the position. In an instant, it was drowned in the deafening sound of explosions.

Without guidance, everyone fell on their own and rolled over into the blast crater.

The fastest, of course, is the fat man.

He activated the mecha almost reflexively, covered Nash hanging from the cockpit with his robotic hand, and rolled over and drilled into the mecha blast crater.

They were followed by Chakna warriors and a dozen bandit soldiers. They all rushed into the blast pit where the fat man was, and didn't even bother to glance at the other blast craters next to them. If it weren't for the fact that the blast pit couldn't accommodate so many people, I'm afraid everyone would want to squeeze in.

It exploded violently, covering the entire ground.

The rainstorm-like bullets fell to the ground, creating large craters. A furious shockwave that rampaged through the tunnel.

Outside the blast crater, the metal bulletproof wall and the explosion booth burst out of the piercing moan, and the mud in the blast crater fell straight down. Fragments of guns and parts that had been blown up and scattered in all directions crackled against the walls of the pit. The sky was full of dirt and rubble, which had just fallen and been lifted again. The white light of the explosion swept across the land, the red flames licked and swayed in the wind, and the black smoke billowed up.

It was a post-apocalyptic scene, and no one cared about it. The soldiers were huddled in the wide blast pit of the mecha, looking at the mecha in front of them excitedly, and they couldn't get enough of it.

Although the first action of this guy is very lazy donkey rolling on the table. But. This action is for everyone in the venue. It's simply the most beautiful action in the world. than one of the most expensive, most beautiful and most sophisticated mechs. Let's take a trick called the eighth-level skill "Small Disc Roundabout", which is known as the crown jewel of mecha control. 100,000 times more wonderful.

This neatly lazy donkey rolls around to show how healthy this mech is now!

But when Nash and the others saw the mecha. When he still hadn't been able to repair the Earth Energy Cannon, his eyes couldn't help but darken.

They know. Under the position. A Jeppen [Toyama] mecha. Preparations are made to storm the position. Maybe. A mech and countless Jeppen soldiers as the ground was covered in artillery fire. Already jumped out of the trenches. Began to charge towards the position.

In terms of the current way of ground-machine-step coordinated operations, the position is in the case of a mecha ground. The attacking ground mech at the beginning of the attack. The main task is to provide strong fire support for the charging infantry.

Set up a ground fire point on the position. They are all mecha targets. Because it is necessary to cover the infantry to. Mecha location. Will always be in front of the Jeppen infantry skirmish. Only within a hundred meters of the last place. The mech will accelerate the charge. The ground infantry who were the first to break through the position opened the gap.

It is also said that within a distance of 100 meters from the enemy, the entire position will be subjected to long-range attacks from the enemy.

This alone is quite bearable, after all, you still have the advantage of the terrain and have a position to cover. But the problem now is that there are no mechs in the position, not to mention that there are no portable energy cannons and missile launchers.

The only thing that can pose a threat to enemy mechs is fusion grenades! If the enemy is charging and observes the fire from the position, then the fighter driving the mech, as long as he is not a fool or a madman, will choose to use his fire to clear the way for their infantry from a safe distance!

It was not until the first skirmish line broke through the position that this mecha would make the final charge, and with the help and cover of the infantry, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In that case, even if you can kill the opponent's mecha in the end, it won't make any sense. In front of the countless Jeppen infantry who rushed into the position, the remaining twenty or thirty Chakner soldiers on the position would be torn to shreds, even if they were all beaten with iron.

This is not speculation, this is a reality that can be deduced from the common code of all countries to work together! The only way to do this is to kill the enemy's mechs before the enemy's infantry enters the position!

However, that also means that the mechman piloting this patchwork mech must rush out of the position, travel a distance of hundreds of meters, dodge the energy cannon attack of the enemy mech, and take out the opponent's mecha with hand-to-hand combat!

Is this possible?!

The fat man is a grandmaster-level mechanic, yes. But this mech is too broken. With such a hasty repair, it's a blessing that this mech can return to half of its previous performance. In this case, if you want to kill the opponent with a good [Toyama], not to mention these third- and fourth-level mecha warriors in the pilot, even those sixth- and seventh-level mecha warriors in the armored division, I am afraid it will be difficult to do it.

Perhaps, before it can run in front of people, this tattered mecha will fall apart or be bombed into a pile of scrap metal!

The excitement of seeing Jeppen Skynet just now has already dissipated in the artillery fire. Nash and Sun Ping glanced at each other, and their moods were a little gloomy.

It would be nice if the fat man could come a few hours earlier.

A Grandmaster-level mechanic, coupled with their ability to invade Jeppen Skynet, can raise the combat effectiveness of the entire army to a higher level. Perhaps, the troops will be there

By the strange river, escape from death!

And in such a dilapidated position, with such a few remaining people, even if they see the deployment and mobilization of the Jeppen people, what can they do?!

The cards in your hand are too small, and people don't care about playing with you!

Several Chakner warriors exchanged glances, then turned their heads to look at the miscellaneous soldiers who seemed to be unaware of their sorrows, and couldn't help but sigh deeply. Looking at the posture of these guys holding guns, you can know their combat effectiveness. Even if you can kill so many Jeppen people, it is estimated that a blind cat will hit a dead mouse. Counting on them, it is better to expect God to suddenly send a thunderstorm and bomb all the people of Jeppon to death!

I also knew what I was hiding in and discussing something, and finally, the pale fat man and the little kid got out of the mecha.

The fat man asked, "Who of you will come to this armor?" ”

"!" Nash slammed his fist against the wall.

The fat man and the little fart, at the same time, were scared and trembled. The two fat people, one big and one small, looked at each other, worried, at the critical moment, what kind of illness did this guy commit?

"Old Sun!" Nash gritted his teeth and said to Sun Ping, "You go to Sampson and call me." Only his mecha is the highest level here, and if he can't succeed, he has to fight! Otherwise, everyone will have to wait here to die! ”

In the blast crater, there was a dead silence. The explosion of the cave also seemed to be far away from everyone's ears.

Feng Laosi wiped his sniper rifle fiercely and didn't lift his head. Jonathan lowered his head, his forehead bruised. Shen Ming stared blankly at the strange mechanical legs of the mecha, his eyes reddened. Sun Ping, on the other hand, stared at Nash, finally nodded fiercely, put the gun on his back, turned around and crawled out of the cave.

"Wait!" Seeing that Sun Ping was looking forward to drilling outside the cave, the fat man came to his senses and said with a strange expression: "That Sampson, how many levels of mecha warrior is it?!" ”

"Level four!" Nash gritted his teeth and said, "Among the pilots, the highest is level six. Originally, there was a fifth-level one in our mecha class, but," he said, Nash's eyes were already red. He knew that this order he gave was actually sending the last mecha warrior in the company to his death! The probability that Ensign Sampson will be able to accomplish this task will not exceed ten percent!

"Level 4?!" The expressions of the bandit soldiers all became extremely strange.

"Don't scream!" Seeing that Sun Ping turned around and was about to leave, the fat man hurriedly shouted: "The artillery coverage is not over yet, it's too dangerous outside!" No need to shout, we have mecha warriors here. ”

"You mecha warriors?" Nash and the others didn't know if it was surprise or confusion for a while.

Their eyes slowly swept over the faces of a motley soldier in a blue uniform, and Nash asked in a astringent voice, "How many levels of mecha warriors?" ”

"You don't care about that." The fat man waved his hand, and for a while he didn't know how to explain the difference between civilian and military ranks, and turned to Buzz and the others: "Hurry up, which of you is going?" ”

"Guess the box!" Buzz raised his fist high and stared at his companions with blazing eyes.

"Rock, scissors, paper!"

Only Kozmo was the only one who came out with rock, and the others were all scissors. In the explosion-proof pit, it was as if a thief had been caught in the vegetable market, and there was a lot of noise.

Especially a few gods of war, they scolded even more.

The tall Hargrove shouted loudly, and the bearded and meaty Wagstaff echoed loudly, and even Meng Xun, the second-level mecha god of war who looked like a middle-aged student, shook his head and played tricks.

“！ Unpromising! Under the stunned gaze of Nash and others, the fat man pulled over Kozmo, who looked embarrassed and proud, and said, "Just Kozmo, you guys guess and decide the next one." ”

In the pit, there was suddenly another hustle and bustle of guessing boxing.

The fat man explained to Kozmo: "Remember, break the protective armor under his waist, which is the transmission assembly of the [Toyama] mecha, if it is inconvenient, it will be fine in other places." It's better to keep it intact anyway. Caught it and hurried back. Whether we can escape this time is up to you! ”

"No problem." Kozmo smiled and slipped into the cockpit.

The sound of explosions outside the cave has gradually thinned out, and Jeppen's artillery preparations have ended.

"And sniper rifles?" The fat man asked Nash.

Kozmo's level is enough to capture one of the opponent's mechs. The fat man calculates that the firepower of the position is not enough, and he takes a sniper rifle and tries to shoot the enemy's officers as much as possible, which is the most economical way to distribute combat power at the moment.

Seeing the young man who was only in his twenties, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, who looked like a student, got into the mecha, and heard the fat man's unbelievable explanation, Nash didn't know what he was feeling in his heart at the moment.

Is it a dream to use a tattered mecha to attack an intact [Toyama] in front of the position, and to come back with a complete prisoner?

"Hey!" Seeing a fat hand dangling in front of his eyes, Nash finally came to his senses.

He gritted his teeth, turned around and drilled out of the cave: "Follow me!" ”…… A thousand words less, I'll make up for it tomorrow