The atmosphere in Phoenix City was so tense that it was suffocating.

On the huge Skynet screen, there is a wide plain. The 500 bandits were rampant, "like a small black reef." On the opposite side, there is a large array of Seuss armor clusters with no end in sight.

Wouldn't it be too impulsive to "General Tian do this"? A staff officer hesitated, and finally said to his companion with some apprehension. His voice was not loud, but it was unusually clear in the silent command hall.

Seeing the other people around him turn their eyes on him, the staff officer's face turned red, and he wanted to explain something, but finally closed his mouth very simply.

No wonder he raised such a question, in fact, from anyone's point of view, the strategic deployment of the western region caused by the setting sun is very worrying.

The net had just surrounded the enemy's main force in the northern cluster, and the main allied forces in Sunset Mountain had already been engaged in a counteroffensive on all fronts, and it was time to gather and annihilate the enemy in one go. However, the current line of the intercity highway, except for the five hundred and one devil mecha standing on the small hillside, is completely undefended!

It was a ten-kilometer-wide passage.

The passage crosses the Fifth Resource Highway and continues to the Northwest Mining District. Three divisions of the Thirty-third Army and two Chackner Panzer Divisions were out of the way west of the Fifth Resource Highway. The three Chackner Panzer Divisions, which were originally deployed along the Diversion Highway east of the Resource Highway, also moved out of the way.

The four divisions of the Central Army, under Belif, were advancing rapidly along this empty passage.

Judging from the whispers obtained by Skynet, they have divided into four divisions and spread to both wings of the channel. Cover the main force. If it weren't for the tactics of the two winged Filipino Alliance forces that might close the door and beat the dogs in real time, I am afraid that they would not take half an hour. will be able to join Longman.

Once the two armies met, the total strength of thirteen divisions was reached. It was about equal to the strength of the Allies in this area. If they could hold this passage for eight hours, at least half of the besieged northern cluster in Sunset Mountain would have escaped. This will have a great impact on the next battle situation.

However, except for this staff officer who had no intention of speaking, no one expressed his worries.

Command. It was personally ordered by Tian Xingjian, a lieutenant general of the bandit army. The crushing losses of the special battalion of the 1st division. made this fat lieutenant general with a simple and confused face and approachable turn into an angry black bear. The whole command hall heard the regret and anger in his deep voice. It's like the sound of palpitations when the fuse of the fried medicine pack ignites.

Everyone knows what the fat man wants to do. I also know that at this time, any persuasion is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. You don't need to look at the fat man, just look at the clenched teeth of a bandit general in the command hall, the knife-like cold gaze and the green tendons on his forehead, you can know what kind of mood the bandit army is in at the moment.

It's a bunch of ruthless people. For these outlaws, whoever cuts a knife on them, their usual practice is to kill their opponents!

With the staff officer's unintentional words, many people focused their eyes on Margaret.

This girl with long pale blonde hair, a pure temperament, and a hint of charm between her eyebrows is the dream lover of all men, a mixture of devils and angels, and the leader of the bandit army in this command hall. Her stunning beauty, her military talent, and her identity make every young man yearn for and be ashamed of himself.

Hearing the staff officer's words, Margaret smiled faintly. His eyes swirled on the faces of the cramped staff officer, Chen Fengxi and the others, and then returned to the screen of the net.

"He can do whatever he wants. Avenge our warriors," she said lightly, the words coming out of her delicate petal-like lips were as cold as ice, "even if he stabbed the heavens down."

This faint voice was like a thunderstorm. The Fijian allied soldiers present only felt a stirring in their hearts. In a hurry, they were even a little jealous of the soldiers of the special battalion of the first division of the bandit army.

To be in such a group. There can be a leader like the fat man, a bandit soldier. How lucky.

They are like brothers, and they will repay each other. One person suffers a loss, everyone rushes forward and fights desperately, even the supreme commander does not hesitate to risk his life, just to launch the most thorough and thorough revenge!

That's a truly cohesive group. This is an army for which a soldier is willing to go to great lengths!

Such an army, such a group, who the dares to provoke!

On the Skynet screen, the Seuss moved.

Countless Xiyo mechs began to charge along the 0 gill road.

Forty-two black adjudicators. The rhythm of this metal frenzy has changed from slow to fast, from trotting to galloping. The boundless, solid earth retreated rapidly from the mech's feet. Billowing dust and sand flew up, bending in the frantic wind. Then it suddenly flew away, turning into a herringbone diffuse gray and yellow between heaven and earth.

"Reinhardt!" The fat man shouted. He was still crouching on the ground, but the mech's body leaned forward slightly.

A surging wave of enemies. He was already within reach, and he could already see the golden emblem on the chest of the adjudicator running at the front. And that hideous face of steel.

At this moment, the fat man remembered that when he was squaeging, the soldiers of the special battalion of the first division looked at him with awe and envy; I remembered the young faces; remembered that when he was attacked, these guys didn't say a word and fought at the base of the 31st Army; I remembered that when the old few were chatting, they talked about their aspirations and ideals......

A heart-rending pain struck him in an instant.

The fat man, who had never been strong, suddenly burst into tears. Tears poured out of her eyes unscrupulously.

"You're a bastard!!" The fat man's roar echoed across the plains. The tattered mecha kicked to the ground suddenly, and the auxiliary thrusters were activated at the same time, like a crazy leopard, bursting out with the power of his whole body. Electricity shoots out from the small dirt slope!

Well done! Reinhardt met him with red eyes, his fists out. That bastard tore open the most secret scar in his heart!

The two mechs traveling in opposite directions were faster than the human visual nerve response. All you could see were two black shadows, flashing through the air until a loud metal crash sounded. Dust on the earth. Only then did two straight traces appear out of thin air in the howling wind. It's like a wave broken by a high-speed speedboat, chasing the mecha and flying everywhere.

This terrifying speed made everyone around him tremble. Is this the battle of the best mechfighters of this era?

"Kill!"

Five hundred black devil mechas, following behind the fat man. Crashed into the Seuss armored cluster led by forty-one Adjudicators.

On the plain, a metal storm rose from the ground, and in the roaring wind and thunder, the warriors on both sides were like two groups of vicious lions. Roaring and biting, for a while people turned on their backs!

There was a loud "boom", and the figures of the fat man and Reinhardt finally appeared on the retina. Their attack burst the air in an instant, and the shockwave was blown out in a circle, and the dust and sand that shot out of it could not keep up with the speed of the wind and the shockwave, and flew together under the force of different directions.

After dozens of offensive and defensive exchanges in an instant, the two cars collided violently. Each flipped backwards.

"Die!" As soon as Reinhardt landed on the net, he shouted wildly.

Verdict, the slender body of the mecha flashed in the air, and only saw an iron fist like a fiery red meteor emerging from hell, piercing the space with a stunning light, heading straight for the fat man's face.

"Fuck you! Dog don mongrel! "The fat man backsomersault and landed. With a kick under his feet, it was like an arrow from the string shooting out. The moment when the speeding mech reaches its maximum speed. Suddenly, it rose into the air, like an iron axe that had been thrown forward with all its might, and spun through the air and kicked Reinhardt in the chest.

The punch and leg collided in the air, making a deafening loud sound. A series of sparks of gold and iron colliding flashed in the air one after another. The air that was dislodged with fists and feet, with a piercing scream, wrapped in dust, swooped down towards the center of the warband, and before it could squeeze in, it was knocked out in a series of cannon-like air explosions.

Hard. On the road surface, cracks spread like winding lightning in all directions, and large and small stones rose into the air when the two mechs fell, and then turned into scattered stone powder in the fist wind.

A cold snort rang out, and Reinhardt fell to his knees, ruling, and his black knees crashed into Logic like a cannonball.

This collision was as fast as thunder and lightning fast. The standard hand speed of 85 movements per second exploded instantly, making people feel that there was no way to avoid it, and it was unstoppable.

Seeing that the ruling's knee was about to collide with logic, at the last moment, the fat man suddenly changed his moves. The swift fist electric leg like a storm suddenly turned into catkins in the drizzle of spring breeze, and he pressed his hands on the ruling's knees, and flipped over lightly into the air.

This unbelievable action shocked the surrounding Suss mechas, and no one would have thought that a mecha weighing dozens of tons could be so light, which completely subverted their cognition. And Reinhardt's strange manipulation skills of fat people are all too familiar. He blocked with both fists, blocking all the logical chain legs. In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged a hundred moves. The sound of hundreds of collisions is like a war drum beating in the frantically fighting battle group. Five hundred rampant vehicles split out to entangle the Adjudicator, and the rest rushed straight into the Seuss mecha group and opened the killing ring. Clusters of explosive light shone next to the entangled figures of the two mechas, and flames rose into the sky, and the flying fragments turned into a shower of stars.

Rumble! Adjudication and logic collide with fists. Reinhardt, who punched faster and had straighter arms in the duel, threw a punch back at the tattered mech, then turned his fist into a claw, and threw his right arm violently, grabbing the fat man's cockpit.

The sound of the wind when he grabbed through the air and rushed forward was faintly like a tiger's roar. Verdict black arm shell. Turning fiery red from the friction of the air, the leaf-like arm rotated, and the circular energy shield above pulled out a messy blue afterimage in the air, like a dandelion blown away by the wind under a fluorescent light.

The steel claws roared, and the fat man gritted his teeth. The figure retreated sharply.

After receiving the modification, Reinhardt's handling frequency. Sure enough, it exceeded the standard of 85 hands per second. Such strength. It's almost god-level!

No one in this world has ever been able to move faster than 80 movements per second. Even there are so many gods of war in the universe who are more than level twelve. The hand speed is also under 80 movements!

Long after the Mars Mecha Fighting Contest captured the adjudicator, the bandit scientists conducted research on human body modification. Aside from capturing brain signals and imitating the Adjudicator to develop an auxiliary control system that uses brainwaves and a visual sensing system to improve the control of the mecha, the real weakness of the Adjudicator has not been found.

If there is a weakness, it may be the incompetent adjudicators. Unable to play the verdict, the full performance of the mecha!

And Reinhardt, whose control frequency is as high as the standard of 85 movements per second of his hand, has been perfectly combined with the Judgment Mecha. Whether it is moving, the explosive power of Serima, the agility when the ring changes direction instantly, and the frequency when making moves, "the grid is slack." People and mecha seem to be born together, flesh and blood are connected.

The fat man's own hand speed is seventy-three movements per second, and with the bonus of mecha martial arts, he can reach an attack frequency of eighty movements per second. This is already the limit. And after the hand speed exceeds 60 movements, every move that rises means that the performance of the mecha will be brought into full play. This ability to tap the potential of the mecha is the most terrifying thing in the machine duel.

This is also the reason why after the Mecha Warrior exceeds level 10, every five movements, he will increase by one level.

If it weren't for mecha martial arts, if it wasn't for the new logic, it would have unimaginable potential in terms of performance, and the fat man was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold up two hundred moves at all!

"Want to escape?"

Reinhardt's voice, with a hint of cold mockery, rushed forward, one steel claw not leaving the fat man's cockpit.

The logic flew backwards, and several changes of direction followed. Nor was it possible to shake off the ruling.

"Dog bastard, bastard, little white face who sells fart eyes" The fat man suddenly scolded like crazy, and shouted angrily: "Lao Tzu fought with you!" ”

The tattered mecha that retreated sharply suddenly spun around, flashed to the left side of the ruling, and waved his hand to a horizontal hammer. This punch, with the sound of whistling wind and thunder, was as powerful as a thousand pounds. He completely ignored the danger of being exposed to the claws of the other party. It's completely a life-threatening style of play.

"Are you qualified to fight with me?" Reinhardt laughed maniacally.

At the beginning in Mozic, he and the three leaders of the Mythical Legion were beaten by this fat man and fled in embarrassment, and even needed to rely on despicable pushing people's backs to escape the shame of life, which was completely vented at this moment.

He won't die with the fat man. He was going to torture this damn fat man to death little by little, and make him regret it in endless pain. He wants to take back everything that this fat man has taken away. He wants to return to Gacharin and become the greatest emperor of Gacharin!

In the battle of Sunset Mountain, he didn't care at all. The control frequency of eighty-five movements per second is enough for him to gallop at will in Leifeng Star. Even if the Filipino alliance forces surrounded Sunset Mountain, they couldn't stop him from leaving.

And now, all he needs to do is kill this fat man! The old one. Jump... ８。 Reward (old book) different experience!

Reinhardt gave up his inevitable claw and threw his hand back on his chest, and as he dodged sideways, he had a robe leg ready at his feet.

However, before he could kick it out. The fat man suddenly made a mistake under his feet, and the logic moved sideways like a ghost. Reflexively kicked one of the adjudicators in the chest.

This leg is too ruthless.

The adjudicator, who was still wrestling with the bandit soldiers, barely reacted. The mecha's chest instantly went down, and the parts of the Ran Department were mixed with the flesh and blood of the fighter and the cockpit nutrient solution, and a large hole was cut through the back. Shoot out.

Before the person next to him could react, the fat man's body did not stop, and with a backhand slap, he cut off the head of the other adjudicator, and then turned around and took off, hung the golden hook upside down with one kick, and kicked the third adjudicator in the head at the same time, and with one hand on the ground, a Thomas swept down the fourth adjudicator with a full spin, and punched down before it landed, hitting it to a pulp.

These rabbits have risen and fallen, and they are swift and unmatched. Before Reinhardt could react, the three adjudicators had already become the ghosts of the fat man's men. And the fourth adjudicator, under the punch of logic, slammed to the ground. The mech's belly was completely shattered, and its head and feet were upturned, turning into a "V" on the cracked highway.

The weakness of the original ruling was that it was difficult for the machine to escape. Under this punch, only a blur of flesh and blood was seen, and the adjudicator died without even saying a word.

Reinhardt's mind was buzzing, he didn't expect that after the fat man's terrible "I'll fight with you", he would actually flash into the group of adjudicators.

These adjudicator warriors, in terms of strength, are already much different from Reinhardt, and they are suppressed by a hundred bandit war gods who are stronger than them in combat power and mecha performance. I couldn't catch it off guard, and under the sneak attack of the fat man, there was no enemy. was bitten and torn by a fat tiger like a flock, and he was killed miserably.

What made Reinhardt even more crazy was that the fat man's hand, which looked like he was greedy for life and afraid of death, turned sideways to avoid it, and sacrificed the four fighters who had been fighting behind him.

Seeing the two squadron leaders and the other remaining adjudicators turn their heads to look at him in amazement, Reinhardt's heart suddenly sank, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Kill!" A voice really soared into the sky.

With the sudden arrival of the fat man, five hundred cars were rampant, and a deafening shout broke out in unison. I saw these black devils fists and feet. The head of the ion dagger is even thorny, and it flies up and down. The adjudicator was able to resist the other Seuss mechs in front of him. All of them were chopped and chopped to the ground.

The bursting flames of the mecha flashed one after another. It's heart-wrenching. In front of these ruthless men with an average hand speed of up to sixty-five movements, driving twelve generations of rampant cars, the Seuss people have become a group of poor lambs. In just five minutes of fighting, twenty adjudicators and more than 1,500 Seuss mechs had been reduced to burning wreckage.

Phoenix City Headquarters, the staff officers stared blankly at the black on the screen in the Suss mecha group, invincible.

In the screams one after another, the statistics in the upper left corner of the screen are constantly tumbling.

1563：0

1572：0

1611：0

That's a row of big red numbers, a bloody massacre!

(ENDS)