The cold wind hung through the treetops, and the valley was silent.

To fight or not to fight, to fight or not to fight?! The fat man's heart is turned over and over these three words.

Fighting, not fighting, the difference of one word may be the difference between life and death of these soldiers who followed them to the north.

In his previous plan, he was bent on beating the team in front of him until the opposing commander misjudged the strength of this side. However, he never dreamed that as soon as the other commander's commander made a move, it would be the most elite "Blade" special battalion!

This is a cunning and fox-like commander, calm and cautious.

When he sent a regiment to move westward, he at the same time directly used one of his most elite battalions to pursue the Bazna company that had collided with him, a well-planned fellow who was unwilling to leave anyone with any way out of his hands.

If it was an ordinary battalion, the fat man would be completely sure that the other party would be wiped out! Even against the second-ranked armored division of the 1st Guards of the Jeppen Royal Army, he had no fear.

Among the bandit soldiers under his command, Hargrove, Wagstaff and Monxun have been famous for a long time, and they have improved by leaps and bounds after studying mecha martial arts.

And Buzz and other mecha knights who were originally only mecha knights have already been reborn, and they have far surpassed the standards of Mars's mecha commanders in terms of mecha control. Because they are younger, more capable of learning and more energetic. Therefore, in the life-and-death battle on the battlefield, they are not much worse than the three gods of war, and they are even more ruthless and react faster.

As long as the enemy is lured by Buzz, stuck behind Kozmo, and charged with seven mecha gods of war as the vanguard, with more than 200 fighters behind him and more than 100 fighters behind Baz, even if it is a regiment, it will collapse.

I don't doubt this.

In modern warfare, army mechs are no longer an era in which there are many mechas, and they can win by relying on firepower. The role of mecha performance and machine skills is becoming more and more important. This is evidenced by the fact that the Republic of Ryan and several elite armored divisions of the Levant were torn apart and eventually collapsed under the onslaught of ten [Adjudicators] of Binalt. And he led the nine gods of war all the way to here, which also proved this.

However, it was a special armored battalion that came! Even if he and the gods of war who drive the twelfth generation mecha under his command can have no worries about their lives, what about the soldiers behind them?! First of all, how much does it cost them to annihilate the enemy in front of them?!

What's more, this battle does not mean that everything can be over.

This team still had to attract the enemy, and it had to face the frantic pursuit of an entire division of the enemy.

There can be no room for negligence in the battle that follows, as long as this unit is careless, the enemy may discover the fact that there is no main force in front of this team, and in order to maintain the enemy's illusion, it is necessary to maintain contact with the enemy, which means almost endless flight and fighting.

"Sir, the enemy has reached the 132nd position," Anthony, who had been staying beside the fat man, reminded, "give the order." The fat man didn't make a sound.

"Sir," Anthony shouted, quickly switching the signal to the regional communication channel, and ordered: "All ready for battle!" ”

With Anthony's order, more than two hundred mechs almost activated the mecha battle mode at the time of Xi. The sound of the expansion and contraction of the hydraulic mechanical system filled the entire mecha that made Gu suddenly grow larger and taller, just like a lion ready to attack at any time.

"It was the special battalion of the 2nd Armored Division of Jeppen who came" seemed to know the fat man's mind, and Anthony's words, not so much combat mobilization, should be heard to the fat man: "Is there anyone who is afraid?" "Afraid? Lao Tzu is only afraid that he will not be able to kill enough! "I've never been afraid of Jeppen's little chicks in my life, Lieutenant Colonel, you're asking the wrong person." In the communication channel, the voices of the fighters sounded. The voice was full of ease and nonchalance.

This is the momentum that truly puts life and death out of the way!

Sir, give the order! Anthony said solemnly: "Chuckner is not a bad seed!" The fat man rolled up his sleeves. They have no right to change the choices of these fighters.

They are true warriors, and when they are determined to sacrifice for victory for the sake of their country, any decision against their will is an insult to them. That's true of Chuckner, and so is Leray's back then.

In this war, there will always be people who will make sacrifices. The uneaten peace requires this sacrifice.

Besides, there is actually no way back for me now.

Fuck, hit!

...................................., artillery fire roared. In the smoke of gunpowder and the continuous explosion of light, the red mecha group fought and retreated. Behind him, black mecha surged up frantically all over the mountains. Looking to both sides, you can see that on the gap between the forest and the undulating hills, the two winged Jepeng mecha has crossed the horizontal line, and is jumping like a fly, quickly closing the dragon in the center.

The Jayzhen Armored Battalion had made up their minds to leave the Chakner fighters here forever before the canyon formed by the steeply rising mountains ahead.

The battle grew fiercer, and both sides raced through the jungle hills.

The white thunder that landed at the end blocked the cross-attack of the two Jeger mechs one after another, and a ghostly arc semi-circular move punched a civet cat into a fireball, and then flew back and retreated into the red mecha group.

The swarm of black mechs swooped forward, trying to rush into the tail line of the frantically fleeing red mechs.

Suddenly, two other white mechas, one on the left and one on the right, and two white impermanences that were as fast as lightning shot out of the tail formation of the red mecha and plunged into the group of black mechas.

The sound of metal collision suddenly sounded two moments later, when the two white mechs retreated into the red mecha group, four fireballs had already exploded in the roaring black metal frenzy. The fireball reflected the dark jungle red. A moment later, two successive explosions sounded in the valley, earth-shattering, and the tragic experience of his companions did not deter the black mecha in any way.

One black mech after another swooped forward with a sinking and resolute attitude, their fierce posture like a herd of hungry lions following the herd of bison to hunt for food. No matter what the cost, they will not let go of their prey.

The bodies of the three white mechs were already full of traces left by artillery fire, and the red mechs that fled like a herd of elk fell behind in the fight one after another and fell.

No one can save them, once they fall behind, once they are drowned by the black frenzy behind them, there is only a dead end.

The red mecha group is getting closer and closer to the mouth of the canyon, and the Jiezhang mecha with both wings outflanked is also about to merge, the speed of the two sides is getting faster and faster, and the battle is becoming more and more cruel. One frantically pounced upward, while the other desperately resisted and fled.

Major General Sablin, the deputy commander of Jeppen's 2nd Armored Toad Division, drove one with a grim face, and Anubis "galloped forward along the edge of the jungle on a small slope while looking at the white figure looming in the gap in the jungle in front of him."

Sablin swore that as a ninth-level mecha warrior with an extreme hand speed of fifty-five movements per second, except for the few mecha gods of war who could be counted with his fingers in the empire, these three white mechs were the most terrifying mecha warriors he had ever seen. And the group of Chackner mecha warriors they led were also the most desperate mecha warriors he had ever seen.

In just a few kilometers of pursuit, this Chakner armored company has already fallen eleven mechs.

Most of the mecha warriors in these eleven mechs have been turned into char with the burning and dying mechas, and the rest are not alive.

What did they want to do, was this a deliberate temptation, or a sudden encounter. Where is their main force?

As the trees outside the window of the mecha seat receded like the wind, one thought after another came to Sablin's mind.

Sablin could see that although these Seekner mecha warriors had this novel and deadly trick in hand-to-hand combat, they were all ordinary mecha warriors.

The real power is the three white mechas.

Before the Blade Battalion arrived in the theater of operations, the 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Outer Regiment had already lost ten, reconnaissance squads, and the opponent's loss was only one mech. In the pursuit along the way, the opponent lost eleven mechs, but the blade battalion, which was the most elite of the 2nd Armored Division, lost more than 30 mechs.

Most of them were killed by those three white mechs!

The more he watched, the more frightened Sablin became. With an average hand speed of forty-three movements, the Blade Battalion, which is composed entirely of level 8 and 9 mech warriors, is powerless in front of these three mechs.

What kind of mecha is this, and what is the hand speed of these fighters?!

Thankfully, there are only three of them.

Sablin had heard of the twelfth generation mecha of the Binalt Empire. The deeds of the mecha known as the "Adjudicator" on the battlefield of Ryan have been called a legend among the Jerpen Imperial Fighters. This time, the Empire asked for help, and also applied to the Binalt Empire for the assistance of this legendary super mecha.

Because he had heard about the combat characteristics and performance of that mecha, the more Sablin looked at the three white mechs in front of him, the more his heart beat faster!

These three mechas, whether in terms of their astonishing instantaneous activation speed, or their super defense and attack power, are not comparable to ordinary mechas. As a major general with access to a lot of important information, Sablin had never even heard of this mecha, which was even more powerful than the Anubis he was piloting.

A mecha that has never been seen, never heard of, and even more powerful than the eleventh generation mecha, what kind of mecha will it be, and do you still need answers?!

This is the latest 12th generation mecha developed by FIMENG!

If one can be captured, its significance and merit are no less than winning a major battle.

Fear and anticipation, intertwined in Sablin's heart, is an indescribable feeling. Entangled together, there is only one uncontrollable, lingering thought to catch them, and catch them no matter what!

The Jetpen fighters, who were outflanked on both wings, were already very close to the vanguard of the red mecha. Two of the three white mechs were forced to break away from the tail formation, and at a speed of at least 800 kilometers per hour, they broke through to the two wings of the red mecha group, each leading more than a dozen red mechs to divert left and right, trying to block the two wings of Jiezhang's outflanking mecha.

The ground shook violently under the mecha's footsteps.

Hundreds of speeding mechs move quickly on the slopes, on the flats, and through the jungle. In the blink of an eye, the mecha with the two wings of the dragon had slammed into the group of red mecha led by the two white mechas.

Breaking through and blocking the two sides in the moment of contact is a dizzying battle.

The surrounding trees were broken and shattered in the energy cannon or scattered. Dirt and crumbling rocks soar from the undulating hillsides and shoot into the sky.

"Let's go, let's go!" A roar of anxiety erupted from the group of red mechs that had been suppressed by the Jiepeng electronic attack.

The red metal torrent in the center was accelerating wildly, and the black mechs on both wings were desperately trying to break through and intercept to complete the closure. The contest between the two sides was divided in the blink of an eye. After sacrificing at least six red mechs, the Chakner finally found a glimmer of life, and the central cluster, under the desperate cover of their companions on both sides, emerged from the gap that had not yet closed the dragon**, and plunged headlong into the not wide canyon.

Dust and smoke, gunsmoke, mud and sand, fierce mecha dogfights, piercing engine screeches, and furious cannon sounds echoed throughout the valley.

"Chase! Give me chase! Sablin roared.

He had seen the order issued by the mechdivision's command system.

The second and third battalions of the 2nd Regiment followed closely behind the Blade Battalion and moved closer to this side at full speed.

The strength of the 2nd Armored Battalion is definitely not comparable to that of a second-rate Chackner unit that has fled. No matter whether the main forces of the enemy were in front or not, no matter how many enemies were in front, Sablin was convinced that no one would be able to block the front of the Blade battalion

Footsteps in.

The armored company in front of him, as well as the three white mechas, are the prey that he will definitely bite the throat!

The moment he retreated into the canyon in the middle of the break, Buzz felt that all his strength was running out. This time to lure the enemy, the company he led paid the price of a full eighteen mecha warriors.

The strength of this Jeppen armored battalion behind him is much higher than that of ordinary mecha warriors. The reconnaissance teams that made him feel strong in combat before were like domestic pugs compared to this group of fierce wolves!

Among the eighteen dead Packner warriors, at least ten brothers were dragged down by the crazy Jeppen mecha. Themselves, the infantry, and Mountbatten had done their best, but those who were under their own threat had no regard for their own safety.

Their mecha holding and control techniques are extremely simple and effective, and in hand-to-hand combat, it can be clearly seen that some of the mecha fighting skills are skillfully used.

Such a warrior, in Mars, may only be a brother, a mecha fighter, and it is remarkable that he can be rated as a mecha knight. But a group of such fighters, when they have been tempered by harsh war, have rich combat experience and strict tactical discipline, and are assembled together, are a terrifying force.

The most terrible thing about them is not their skills, but their experience, their qualities, and their outlaws!

Such an adversary is not a planned one. With 400 mechs, what kind of price will it pay to try to annihilate such a battalion?! Fat sir, will you fight, can you fight?! What choice will he make?!

In the blink of an eye, the team had reached the middle of the canyon.

Buzz, the infantry and Mountbatten rushed left and right, fighting hard. The performance of White Thunder has been exerted to the extreme. In the shrill engine scream, the mecha's transmission rod was twitching rapidly, and its arms and legs had turned into several invisible phantoms. You can only hear the violent sound of gold and iron, and you can only hear the loud sound of the air being torn apart and bursting.

The other mecha warriors of the company are also desperate. As a tactical commander, Li Weiguo drove a captured civet and fought hard in the enemy's frantic killing, his mecha energy shield had already turned red, and the external armor of the mecha had also fallen off by one-third, revealing a large piece of metal shell on his shoulders, back and thighs.

The civet cat is fighting desperately, facing more and more Jiezhang mecha around him, Li Weiguo's every move is the same way of fighting. Beside him, more than a dozen Chakner warriors formed a circular defensive formation, retreating while desperately resisting the enemy's attacks. In addition to the extremely brutal melee strangulation, the energy cannons of these mechs did not stop for a moment. Even if the opponent is close, the energy cannon is still firing again and again.

From the middle of the canyon to the end of the canyon, at least twenty Jeppen mechs and almost the same number of Jikena mechs fell.

"Die!" A Taihang flashed the side legs of a civet cat, pounced frantically, knocked the civet cat to the ground, and the two mecha rolled on the ground, like hand-to-hand combat, you punch and kick, and prepare to attack the opponent's weak point. The heads of the mechs on both sides have been turned into scrap metal, the armor is shattered, and the shells are twisted into shape.

Next to the two fighters who were fighting, the other fighters on both sides were rushing upwards desperately.

A Jeppen mech tried to support his fallen companion, but he had just taken n steps and before he could get out of his legs, he was hugged like a scoundrel by another red mecha that pounced on him.

Another Jiezhang mecha flew up and stepped down in the air, trying to stomp on the red mecha that hugged the legs, but when he was about to succeed, he was rushed by another red mecha from the oblique spur, and one shoulder knocked away.

The two sides were strangled together, and such battles were seen almost everywhere.

The number of Jeppen mecha warriors is large, and their strength is also strong, and they are all fierce and not afraid of death, but the red mecha is also dead. The formations of the two sides were torn apart by each other, and they gathered desperately, and the energy cannon was completed."

Shooting at the body, all of them are deadly plays. Except for the three rampaging white mechs and the four unusual Anubis, the other mechs had no skills to speak of.

With a punch that blocked the attack of the white mech in front of him, Sablin took two steps back, protected by several civets.

In just a few seconds of fighting, he was almost killed by the Chackner machine in front of him.

When he retreated, his heartbeat could not be calmed. The danger just now made his hair stand on end.

"Come on, bitche" Buzz's mouth has always been vicious, and the megaphone was turned on to the maximum, and he sprayed at the wolf-headed Jeppon mecha, "Come here, Lao Tzu slaughtered you and ate dog meat!" ”

Saburin's eyes were as red as red, and as a ninth-level mecha warrior, it was a great shame to be forced back by a few punches. What he didn't expect was that the opponent turned on the megaphone and scolded when he was fighting.

But soon, he suppressed his anger. The enemy in front of him is obviously already a turtle in an urn. Only the winner is qualified to laugh. This opponent scolded for a while, but he wanted to be happy for a while, and when he fell into his hands, he would let him know what life is better than death.

"Scold" Sablin turned on the megaphone and sneered: "See how long you can scold, when you fall into my hands, I will let you eat your words to the eye, his words have not been finished, suddenly, a pound at the end of the canyon", on the hillside, a loud military horn sounded, and countless red mechas, like rolling thunder, poured down from the hillside. At the forefront were four identical white mechas.

Pitfall! Sablin's eyes widened.

The white mecha in front of him let out a burst of crazy laughter. In the laughter, there is great pride.

"Kill!"

This voice is earth-shattering.