"Is this the true strength of the bandit army?!" The silent command headquarters was only left with a heavy snort, and the violent and bloody scene in front of them made all the Filipino Alliance officers dizzy. Everyone's heartbeat became faster and faster with the blood lines that were moving rapidly like waves in the boundless Suss Mecha Great Array on the plains!

Knock knock knock!

Everyone felt that in their chests, it was like hiding 100,000 war drums, beating at the same time!

Although people with a little foresight can get a glimpse of the future trend of high-end mecha and high-level mecha king from the development of mecha combat in recent years. However, when the 500 gods of war of the bandit army started their bloody massacre along the distillation road, everyone still found it difficult to accept.

Beifeng's black mecha had already been strangled to the deepest part of the Western Covenant armored force, and the five hundred vehicles were rampant and divided into five hundred-man teams, blooming from the center, slashing in all directions. The sound of explosions, screams, and the sound of steel clashing are endless. The clusters of bright red flames and splashes of flesh and blood formed a picture of the end times.

It's not so much a modern mecha war, but a 500 vehicles that are rampage with knives and swords to harvest lives, and they are heavy cavalry that rushed into the civilian crowd in ancient times! Strong and vulnerable, it's so intuitive.

The average hand speed of a Seuss Mech Warrior is no more than thirty movements. The understanding of combat has only just begun to shift from ranged strikes to hand-to-hand combat. How could it be the opponent of the bandit army God of War with an average hand speed of more than sixty-five moves?!

Besides, the bandit god of war has to add the hand speed increase of mecha martial arts! You have to count the performance advantage of the twelfth generation mecha against the eighth and ninth generations of the Suss mecha! Even the combat experience they lacked the most in the past had been honed practical and terrifying in the fat man's combat skills teaching and in actual combat without fancy fancy.

The killing methods taught by the fat man have always been the most effective and black-bellied. He has always practiced the bandit army directly under the special battalion as his gold medal fighter.

In terms of tactical use and military literacy, the gods of war may not be as good as those veterans who are proficient in various weapons and have strong survivability, and can perform tasks in various terrain conditions. But when it comes to gathering and cutting people, no matter how powerful the military ace is in front of them, they are just a little kid in kindergarten.

The disparity in strength dictated the outcome of the battle from the very beginning.

The fat man's order is simply to kill with only one word! This kind of head-to-head duel doesn't require any strategy at all, it is completely a collision of strengths. Smash eggs with stones, even if there are 10 million Souss eggs in front of you, the final outcome will only be a egg yolk!

He ordered the passage on both flanks to be opened, and the bandit army was to fight this battle alone.

There is no time limit, no strategic mission, and no other friendly forces to hold back the survival. He took the five hundred rampant to the highway less than five kilometers away from the Fifth Resource Highway, and left the rest to the gods of war who had become so skilled at crushing slaughter that they could no longer raise their level.

As long as they are happy, they can slaughter the enemy in front of them by any means. The more brutal and bloody the better.

Fat people have never been soft-hearted. The idea of letting the enemy live in a stupid way, except for two hundred and five and stupid, is only the bastard and the bastard and the son of a bitch.

Those who stand far away from the battlefield and say cool words, are caught by him, and there is only one ending, that is, to send them to the battlefield and let the enemy test whether his chrysanthemums are as beautiful as his mouth.

The rampant performance was fully exerted by the hand speed of the gods of war exceeding sixty-five movements per second. The mecha has more than 7,200 units of energy shield, which is nine times that of the ordinary Ninth Generation Seuss Mecha. The engine power and transmission system of the miniature battleship version are four times that of the eleventh generation long knife, and the instantaneous speed is also four times that of the eleventh generation.

This means that in front of the Seuss Machine, these black devil mechs have become a group of unbeatable ghosts, irresistible butchers, and wanton slashers.

In the rainstorm-like energy cannon, the five hundred rampant energy shields were always a faint blue light. Even if there were occasional Seuss Fighters who came close and opened fire, trying to die together, they could only watch as the opponent's energy shield flashed and became silent. In the next second, these Seuss mecha warriors would turn into a cloud of blood mist under the rampant iron fist.

With the power of the rampage. It only takes one punch to smash a ninth-generation Seuss mech into bursting pieces.

The armor strength of the ninth-generation mecha is simply unable to resist rampant attacks. And the speed of the mech, and the control level of Seuss itself, were not enough for them to dodge the rampaging fists. In front of these black devils, they are not so much fighters in a life-and-death duel, but rather a ruthless little Lori who stands in front of the heavyweight boxing champion.

"Fuck your mother's persuasion".

In the chaotic armored cluster, several Seuss mechs that had just surrounded them heard the scolding voice of a rampant one that was only fifty meters away in front of them. Before they could rush forward, they saw the rampant backhand grab the fist of a Seuss madman, fly up and kick the opponent's cockpit.

The simple and heavy Seuss mecha has turned into a light rag doll in this mystery. Because the arm was still in Hengxing's hand, the body that had been fatally hit was kicked off the ground, and his head and feet were upside down.

Rampage let go and turn around. The black body of the devil's flesh and blood spun around like lightning in the air, and its right leg was suddenly drawn out like a whip.

The shadow of his legs swept by, and there was a loud bang on the ground, and the Seuss madman, who had not yet landed, was like a loaded cannonball, and went straight out. After knocking over three Seuss mechs in quick succession, they slammed to the ground, slid again, scraped a dirt trench on the ground and tripped over the first Seuss mech that couldn't close its legs. Only then did he stop the fighter in the cockpit, who had already turned into a mass of rotten flesh embedded in the deep splintered metal, and the thick and sturdy mecha body had also turned into a pile of broken copper and iron under that ferocious spinning kick. As the flames licked and rolled, a huge flame rose into the air, and the shock wave of the explosion shook the surrounding Suss mechas.

If it is said that what happened to this companion who piloted the madman's solo mecha made the heart of the Seuss machine who had just come up chill. Then, the encounter with another heavy mecha not far away made them can't believe their eyes.

At the same time as the madman mecha exploded, a rampant like a rhinoceros crashed headlong into the arms of a Susiqi polar bear, a heavy mech.

Individual mechs, ramming heavy mechs, are an act of seeking death in anyone's eyes. Regardless of the fierce firepower of the heavy mecha, which has almost no pauses and gaps, the weight and armor thickness of the mecha alone are not comparable to the individual mecha. However, this collision directly subverted the common sense of the Seuss warriors.

I saw that the energy shield was only slightly red on the rampage that crashed into the arms of the heavy mecha, and the beast-shaped heavy mecha had several energy cannon barrels, but they were bent at the same time. The body, which weighed 120 tons, was knocked backwards one after another. Before it could stabilize its form, the black devil attached to his chest had already torn through his armor with its sharp claws. Whoosh! Three missiles flew out of the rampant shoulders and drilled directly into the polar bear's body.

This kind of crazy attack made the souls of the surrounding Seuss people who tried to rescue them scatter.

They only had time to pull the lever to steer or backward the mech when they heard a deafening loud bang, and after the blinding white light, a huge mushroom cloud rushed into the sky. In the blazing flames, the black figure that turned to himself was like Satan in hell.

Flames were rising, black smoke was billowing up, and a Seuss mech flew up from behind the exploding heavy mech.

It was the other two rampaging masterpieces in the back. The Seuss mecha, which was thrown high, was cut into two pieces by someone in the air with an axe. Before the wreckage could hit the ground, two vehicles armed with ionic axes had already rushed into another team of Suss mechs. The neck thicker than the head, the terrifying black inverted triangle body, in the midst of a scream, looked extremely hideous.

This scene, with the tactics of attacking from all sides in the center of the bandit army, gradually expanded to every corner of the Seuss armored cluster. View from the air. A blood-colored flower of hell blooms in the crowd of Seuss mechs.

The Seuss armored cluster, which was advancing at high speed, fell into chaos. As soon as the mecha in front of it approached the bandit array, it became tofu under an electric drill, and it was instantly shattered into slag. The soldiers in the back were terrified, and they were unable to move forward from a distance, and the team behind them was blocked, so they could only slow down urgently to avoid it.

Some of the peripheral Seuss armored units began to move farther away, and the mechs on the road began to jump to the sides of the land. Confusion and fear, as the scattered flesh and steel fragments of flesh and steel flew in all directions.

The bandit war gods who sent away their temperament completely fell into the rhythm of killing. There is no forgiveness, no mercy, not even reason. The loss of the special battalion of the first division made every bandit soldier red-eyed. That's not just their comrades-in-arms, but also their friends, relatives, and even two of them are still brothers!

This battle has nothing to do with winning or losing. Completely and completely is revenge!

Two armored divisions of the bandit army are preparing on both sides of the Fifth Resource Highway Passage. Their prey is not only these defeated troops, but also the enemies who have come to reinforce them! It was a bloody feast, and every bandit soldier had raised his knife and fork, waiting for the sumptuous food to be served.

Hatred is far stronger than hunger! The only thing they want to do now is to devour the enemy in front of them alive!

Five hundred vehicles ran rampant, and after spreading in all directions, they immediately split. The hundred-man array was divided into two, and every fifty mechs formed an attack arrow to attack deeper. Four of the arrows are along the way. The island road slashed at Seuss' command cluster in the rear, and the other six spread left and right, bringing chaos to the flanks of Seuss's cluster.

This change of formation has doubled the killing efficiency of the bandit army. For a while, the Seuss warriors who followed behind could only see clouds of mushrooms spreading out like a red carpet, and the sound of explosions became more dense one after another. On the plains to the east, there was a scene of panic everywhere.

For this kind of strangulation in clusters, the bandit gods of war have a whole set of skillful and practical routines. They do not bury their heads in the fight, but first penetrate into the center of the enemy's array, and then blossom on all sides. Like a hook with a sharp barb, they cling to their enemies and controlling the rhythm in their own hands.

The enemy is fast, they are fast, the enemy is slow, they are slow. The enemy is scattered, they attack in all directions, the enemy closes and besieges, they are recycledAll in all, they are like an alien parasitic on the opponent in a movie, using their tentacles to drill into the muscles and veins of the prey, little by little, but with rapid speed.

This tactic was evolved by the fat man according to guerrilla tactics. Unlike guerrilla tactics, the strength of the bandit army does not require a tactical retreat, all they need is the efficiency of slaughter! When the enemy huddles in a circular defensive formation, or a large cluster of armor, it is necessary to cut it apart in order to give full play to the individual combat superiority of the bandit army. Precise slicing can not only turn enemies hiding in formation into targets. At the same time, it can also reduce the power of the enemy's formation geometrically.

What's more, the bandit army is at war

Tears of the heart will no longer be narrow for the attack surface, and the waste of five attack arrows has become ten, or it will not be long before it will become twenty. The enemy in front of them often unknowingly changes from a regiment to a battalion, and then from a battalion to a company, and the more the enemy is cut, the faster they will be divided, and the more efficient the slaughter will be.

Turning off the communicator, cutting out Longman's already panicked voice, Reinhardt stared at the fat man again. The adjudicator's fierce killing moves are inseparable from the fat man's vital moves.

"I can't believe that garbage like you can get this far!" Reinhardt burst forward in a broken line, and his body ghostly appeared on the left side of the fat man, and he punched out.

"You're the garbage! Your whole family is garbage. The fat man was in a hurry, desperately sealing Reinhardt's iron fist, the logic was shaken back more than ten meters, and the hard ground was scraped out of a few white grooves by sharp non-slip teeth.

Reinhardt sneered, and the mecha stepped forward, twisted his waist, sank his shoulders, and shook his dark arm suddenly. I heard a whip-like crunch from the rod and joints, and the fist slammed into the air, so fast that I couldn't even see the shadow. The only thing that hit the fat man's head was the screaming of the wind.

"The Federation of Leray heard that the fight was so bad that even the president committed suicide. It's a miracle that people like you are still alive Reinhardt's voice was as cold as a poisonous snake, and he said fiercely, "Go and die now!" ”

"Boom!" The fat man took a few steps back again! Reinhardt's speed was beyond his limits.

"Hahahaha". Reinhardt's laughter, indescribably harsh, followed the adjudicator and pasted it again. The whole body of the mecha, as if it had been squeezed by something, shrank suddenly, and then stretched out with a bang, and with a side leg, it went straight to the fat man's left waist in this deafening crackling sound.

This leg is almost to the extreme. Although Reinhardt did not systematically practice mecha martial arts, the fat man could be seen from the adjudicator's skill of shrinking first and then exploding, and using the power of his body to explode and stretch his legs, that Reinhardt had practiced the mecha control norms to the extreme. Moreover, he has also been exposed to folk mecha martial arts, and has absorbed a lot of essence from it.

After all, with the power of the Binarte Empire, it is not difficult to win over several schools. You know, in addition to the Mars Freeport, there are four other free ports. Especially on Earth, the background of mecha martial arts is deeper than Mars!

The backhand move Tai Chi was like a seal, and the logical hands shook, sticking to the adjudicator's legs, and the arms were like springs, compressed until they were close to the limit of the body, before the speed and strength of the leg were resolved.

Reinhardt, who can be Bonnie's concubine, who is always a little capable, smiled viciously and said, "However, do you think you can still win me now?" ”

"Boom!"

The rapid resonance of gold and iron sounded again, and Reinhardt instantly struck out eight punches and six legs. The adjudicator broke through the air, and several afterimages danced with meteor-like fists and feet, like a black thousand-armed Guanyin.

The fat man retreated, blocking Reinhardt's attacks one by one.

The two mechs advanced and retreated, as fast as flying arrows. The huge roar of the engine, the irregular light and shade of the ion jet stream of the auxiliary thrusters, made the two black shadows look like two ghosts swimming quickly.

"Dog mongrel! There's not a lot of culture, a lot of! ”

Blocking Reinhardt's volley leg, the fat man spat fiercely, and the universal control lever with his left hand instantly changed six gears, and his right hand sprinkled a phantom on the virtual keyboard. Logic slammed into his feet, the engine let out a piercing screech from low to high, and the auxiliary thruster suddenly lit up, and his body rose from the ground, and his legs kicked out in a row.

"Come down!!" Reinhardt's voice exploded in a series of gold and iron resonances. The adjudicator waved his hands continuously, faster and faster, first blocking, and then catching up with the speed of the fat man's legs, changing the gear to grab, and trying to catch the fat man down.

This time he is going to be caught, and the fat man who has nowhere to be forced in the air is almost certain to die.

"Get off your mother!" The fat man laughed fiercely, the magnetometer was activated instantly, and a terrifying invisible force suddenly expanded.

Reinhardt only felt that the mecha's arm was pushed violently, and the middle door was wide open, and the fat man kicked the adjudicator in the chest fiercely, and he was thrown upside down.

At the same time, the fat man took advantage of his strength to shoot out reflexively, grabbed a backhand, grabbed the mechanical leg of a unprepared adjudicator, and picked it up.

Reinhardt did a somersault in the air, and just as he could barely maintain his balance and land, he saw the fat man pounce on him with a referee. His face changed suddenly. The adjudicator was known for his speed, and it was impossible to parry the slamming of a mech weighing tens of tons. Fighting for strength, it is not a rampant opponent at all.

"Whew!" There was a scream on the ground, and the fat man grabbed the adjudicator and smashed it down on Reinhardt's head. A huge mecha that blocked all of Reinhardt's attack lanes.

Reinhardt retreated in horror, dodging the huge weapon in the fat man's hand. There was a loud bang, and the ground was littered, and the adjudicator smashed to the ground like a landslide.

Before Reinhardt could recover from his shock at the sheer power of the tattered mecha, the fat man danced the deformed mecha in his hand into a windmill and pounced on him again.

"Don't run!" The fat man had the upper hand and was elated.

The mecha was overjoyed.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! There was a deafening loud bang. Through the Skynet screen, it was transmitted to the hall of the Phoenix City Headquarters.

Looking at the fat man who picked up the mecha and followed the enemy's fierce pursuit, everyone's eyes were straight. (To be continued)