"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The next moment, artillery fire roared from the positions of the mecha detachment, and smoke filled the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Twelve Thunderbolts fired almost simultaneously, and the Marines carrying the rockets also pulled the trigger.

In the fierce eruption of the "raging ......", several rockets shot out, dragging bright tail flames, and flew towards the rapidly surging tarantula.

At the same time, at the other end of the battlefield, Iron Slag's right hand rocker swung and his left hand rocker pushed, and the four mechanical legs on the right side of the tarantula immediately contracted inward, while the left mechanical leg continued to run forward, drawing a huge arc on the dry and hard red earth, turning to the right and setting off a large cloud of dirt and dust.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

As soon as he adjusted the direction, a deafening explosion sounded from behind, and the entire tarantula trembled. A large amount of sand rose into the sky, covering its location, and all that was left in the sight of the mech detachment was billowing smoke and dust.

Immediately afterward, several rockets flew straight past with piercing screams. But at this moment, the fire flashed in the red sand, and a dense gunfire rang out.

"Dada......"

In just an instant, the rockets flying towards the tarantula were exploded in the air and turned into a rising fireball.

The soldiers of the mecha detachment were still stunned, and the tarantula rushed out of the smoke and dust, and the muzzle of the cannon flashed, and four bursting shells shot head-on.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" In the midst of the violent explosion, the shrapnel from the shattering shrapnel took away several more Marines.

After the smoke passed, looking at the tarantula flying in front of them, everyone couldn't help but feel a huge chill rise in their hearts. The other party was unscathed under the firepower of their entire mecha detachment, what kind of monster is it!

"Source Force, he is Source Force!" In the oppressive atmosphere, a mecha pilot suddenly shouted, his voice full of inexplicable fear.

"Whatever he is, fight!" At the critical moment, the captain of the mecha squad roared, waking everyone up from the shock.

"No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person...... "The mecha squad leader gritted his teeth and locked onto the fast-moving tarantula again, and then shouted, "Fire!" ”

"Knock knock!" "Boom, boom!"

As the explosion sounded, the twelve thunder-fire salvos missed again. I saw that the tarantula moved like a ghost, easily dodging all the shells.

"Loaded!" The mecha squad leader stared at the agile gray shadow in front of him, and let out a low roar of almost despair. The shells missed, the rockets were all intercepted, and he couldn't think of any countermeasures.

And just as he gave the order, a large swarm of soldier ants flew in from all directions and pounced on the marines near the mecha.

"Ahh "Something!" "Save me, quick!" "Ahh The terrible screams of the Marines were quickly transmitted to the walkie-talkie, which lowered the morale of the mecha detachment to freezing points.

The captain of the detachment turned his head to look, and saw that the marines on the screen were crawling with palm-sized red ants, tearing frantically, and waterproof fibers were flying everywhere.

"Withdraw...... Evacuate! The terrifying sight in front of him was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the detachment leader finally broke down completely, and pulled the joystick in a panic, trying to escape from this non-parted place.

But the speed of the tarantula is not comparable to that of ordinary mechas, let alone these bulky thunder fire types. As soon as the fixed bracket was put away, the tarantula rushed to a distance of three hundred meters, and four shells came again.

This time it's no longer a burst shell, but a depleted uranium armor-piercing shell!

With four roars, one of them fell crookedly with a thunderous "bang". A few seconds later, with a "boom", the roof of the cockpit exploded, and flames flew in all directions.

"Withdraw, withdraw!" The detachment leader shouted frantically, pushed the throttle to the limit, and fled in the direction of the Hirano Fortress.

"Bang bang bang!" More than ten seconds later, another Thunderfire was destroyed.

If you look from the air at the moment, it looks like a wolf chasing a flock.

At the same time as the [armor-piercing bullet loaded] prompt sounded, the logos of the four cannons on the screen turned green.

Iron Slag left the joystick with both hands, and quickly clicked on two targets on the screen, then grabbed the joystick back and pressed the launch button.

"Bang bang!" "Bang bang!"

Four armor-piercing shells were fired at each of the two Thunderfires, all of which went into the cockpit due to the excellent angles. I saw that the two thunder fire types paused, rushed forward for a short while, and slowly stopped.

"Brothers, fight with him!" Seeing that he couldn't escape, the team leader turned his heart and turned around and rushed to the tarantula.

Iron Slag immediately flicked the rocker and retreated.

"Bastard!" Looking at the rapidly retreating tarantula, the captain's eyes were about to explode, and he couldn't help but scold.

At this moment, orange-red points of light lit up in the sky, and the detachment leader suddenly perked up, grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Reinforcements are coming, kill back!" ”

The point of light in the sky was the reformed human troops who had come to reinforce it. In the war in Desert No. 5, both the Transformer and the Power Armor Warriors existed as fast mobile troops, and they had the three characteristics of fast speed, strong combat power, and high value, and were generally responsible for reinforcements and pursuits.

"Raging Turbulence......

It didn't take long for a large number of reformers to pass over the thunderbolt, catch up with the tarantulas on the ground, and shoot a dense stream of rockets.

The tarantula crawls at a speed of only sixty kilometers per hour, and although it can reach three hundred with wheels and thrusters, it loses its flexibility and flies no matter how fast it is, so the iron slag does not switch forms.

In the face of dense rockets, the Vulcan cannon rotated at high speed, spitting out tongues of fire, detonating the most threatening ones.

"Boom Boom Boom ......"

In the next second, more than fifty rockets exploded around the tarantula, and the iron slag braked sharply, stopped in place, and then was swayed from side to side by the explosion of the air wave.

When the explosion passed, he pushed/throttle and continued to flee, turning the muzzle of the cannon and blasting it towards the transhuman in the air.

A few seconds later, a second wave of rockets fell like a meteor shower, and the scene was spectacular.

Iron Slag repeats its old trick, first using the Vulcan cannon to knock out a few of the most threatening ones, and then suddenly stops, although it is in the center of the fire coverage, there is not much damage.

Two waves of rockets in a row missed, and the transformers in the sky were dumbfounded, they could only carry three rounds at a time, and they had to go back to replenish them when they ran out.

"Bang bang bang!"

Four cannon shots rang out in quick succession, and the three transants were hit by the cannonballs, shattered into parts, and scattered everywhere in black smoke.

Realizing that the other party was not an ordinary mecha, the commander of the transformer immediately changed the order: "Three in a group, shoot in batches, snipers, red silk armor-piercing bullets." ”

As soon as the tactics changed, Iron Slag immediately felt the pressure. In the left and right flashes, a high-speed rotating red silk armor-piercing hit the cockpit, creating a bowl-sized depression. However, during this time, the iron slag shattered two more reformers.

[attention...... No. 7 Robotic Arm Oil Leak]

[attention...... Visual sensor No. 4 on the left is out of order]

[attention......]

The alarm sounded one after another, and Iron Slag's eyes swept across the instrument panel, and when he saw that the wind gauge was at a low scale, he immediately retracted the throttle, reduced the speed of movement, and slapped a row of launch buttons.

In a series ......of explosions, several smoke/bullets were thrown from the tarantula, falling to the ground and tumbling and jumping. Immediately afterwards, a large amount of smoke gushed out, colorful in seven colors, all colors.

This is a necessary cover function of the Source Force Mecha, and in the case of losing vision, the Source Force has a natural advantage.

When the smoke filled the air, enveloping a small area, the tactics of transforming people completely failed. Snipers can't find their targets, and a small number of rockets are intercepted by Vulcan cannons. Iron slag hid in the smoke and blasted five or six reformers away one after another.

Seeing that the losses were too great, the commander of the reformer regiment waved his hand and led the troops to retreat.

Seeing this, Iron Slag immediately slapped the switch button, retracted the mechanical legs, switched to wheels, and drove at full speed towards his own front.

Seeing the tarantula coming out of the smoke, the leader of the transformation group hesitated a little and gave up. After all, after two salvos, their rockets were almost consumed. A source force mecha is already troublesome enough, in case there are ambushes, I'm afraid I will have to explain here.

A few minutes later, Iron Slag returned to the rear position and handed the tarantula to the old cow. The latter immediately took several maintenance workers and began to rush to repair, although it was a small damage, but no matter what, it would definitely affect the performance of the operation.

"Tweet ......"

From time to time, the screech of grenades was heard overhead, and explosions came and went. Iron slag passed through a bomb crater and burrowed into the makeshift headquarters, a large armored vehicle buried in the ground.

"Judging by the satellite imagery, they don't plan to reinforce Fort Sequoia." Seeing the iron slag coming in, Zhao Wenke got up and reported. Generally speaking, the movement of troops with a size of more than 1,000 people can be seen from satellite images.

"I pulled them out of a strategic high ground." Iron Slag pointed to a spot on the map, and then added, "For now." ”

"Leave them alone, our purpose is only to defend." Zhao Wenke said.

As the two were talking, a communication request came from the Hirano Fortress, and Hagrid, as the supreme commander of Chifeng, stood in front of the screen.

"Hello, Chifeng Fortress Commander Hagrid, I am Tokuda Daichi, and I now officially submit a request for peace talks to you on behalf of Sakata Industry, and we are willing to pay the corresponding losses." The fat man on the screen said sincerely.

"It seems a little inappropriate for you to ask for peace talks while firing at us, right?" Hagrid asked.

"If you agree to negotiate, we will immediately stop shelling." Tokuda Daichi said.

Hagrid looked at the Iron Slag, who shook his head gently. There is no room for manoeuvre in this matter.

"Unfortunately, we are not planning to make peace." Hagrid replied.

"We have deep roots in Sakata Industry and have been established for more than 20 years, and you are just a new company, so there is no need to go overboard, which is not good for everyone." Tokuda Daichi persuaded, his tone quite mild.

"If you agree to disarm and surrender to us, we can consider a peaceful settlement." Hagrid said dryly.

"Impossible!" Tokuda Daichi shouted.

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Hagrid snapped, cutting off communication.