Barrage. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Every time a bazooka fired a shell, Zhang Tianjin adjusted the muzzle of the bazooka and fired a second rocket at another location.

He just controlled six rapid-fire bazookas, constantly venting rockets in all directions below him.

A barrage of countless bursting rockets enveloped the eleven moon mechs below him as if they had descended from the sky.

The tremendous power generated by the exploding rockets forced the eleven mechs to turn on the mech's defense system or their own defensive potential energy.

However, each shot from Zhang Tianjin's cannon fire could accurately hit one of the lunar mechs.

Moreover, if the hit mechs tried to dodge in any way, another rocket would shoot straight at the location they had moved to.

These eleven mecha seemed to be caught in the barrage whirlpool created by Zhang Tianjin, and it was difficult to move an inch. There is no way to dodge, no way to move forward or backward, only to be beaten alive.

The sky in the entire area looks like dark yellow flowers blooming. Every now and then, a Lunar Force mech is shot into a barrage of rockets that seem to have no gaps.

"Oh my God, a GTX Gen 2 can still play like this?"

At this time, through the optical image screen in the launch warehouse, Old Mike was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. He couldn't figure out how a veteran machine that had been eliminated for an unknown number of years could make such a move.

"He's using his mind to control the bazooka, right? It must be like this, right? This kid named Zhang Tianjin is a potential energy of the physical control system, right? ”

Old Mike, who couldn't figure out how it worked, even became a little incoherent when he spoke.

"No, he's using his terminal energy to control the other four bazookas."

Harvey, who returned to the battleship, jumped off the equipment airdrop, walked to Old Mike's side, took off his helmet and shook his head.

"Peripheral energy? No way! Even if he can attach the bazooka to the body through the terminals, he can't control the shot! ”

Old Mike looked incredulous, the scene that happened in front of him was so unbelievable to him.

If these six bazookas are all configured weapons that belong to the mecha itself, and can be shot through the cockpit operation, Old Mike can still figure it out.

However, these six bazookas are all plug-in, and they need to be operated by hand by the received mecha to shoot. And...

"Didn't miss a single shot? How is this possible?! Old Mike looked at the data sent from the bridge room and couldn't help but scream.

Harvey stared at the optical image screen, his eyes glinting with amazement.

"It's amazing, this Zhang Tianjin is really amazing! There are such ace pilots hidden in this garbage base! ”

He pointed to the position of Zhang Tianjin on the screen controlling the bazooka, and said to Old Mike: "Have you seen these thin blue lines here, this is the peripheral energy he released." It is through these thin blue lines that he controls the fire control system of the bazooka. ”

Sighing, Harvey's tone was filled with infinite longing: "In this way, he will be able to control the launch of these bazookas as he pleases, just like those potential energy people in the control system."

It is estimated that there are only a few people in the Earth Army who can control their own ends so exquisitely, and who can do this.

And this series of flowing movements just now, this crosshair, my God! When will I be able to do something like him? ”

Hearing Harvey say this, Old Mac fell silent.

Looking at Zhang Tianjin on the screen as if a god had descended, playing with all the eleven mecha below in applause, he frowned and began to ponder.

After a while, he slapped his head and rushed out of the launch depot like the wind. I don't know what to do in a hurry.

Harvey was left alone, still watching Zhang Tianjin's great display on the screen with relish, as if he was admiring a work of art.

After all the ammunition of the six bazookas was finished, only two of the eleven mecha under Zhang Tianjin were still struggling to support them.

The rest of the mechs were either hit by countless rockets and exploded in the air, or crashed directly to the ground.

The remaining two are not in great condition either. After the explosion smoke from the burst rocket gradually cleared, I saw that the two remaining mechs were all in tatters, swaying in the air and barely keeping themselves from falling.

Seeing that Zhang Tianjin's offensive stopped, the two mechas, who were already about to be blown up under the attack of the rocket barrage, hurriedly prepared to turn around and run.

It's just that Zhang Tianjin didn't give them such a chance.

He threw a bazooka in his right hand and pulled out a beam rifle pinned to the back of his shoulder and shot at the two mechs.

The last two mechs also exploded in mid-air.

"Uncle Mack, I'm sorry I threw you a bazooka."

After doing all this, Zhang Tianjin breathed a heavy sigh and said this in the channel that originally contacted Mike.

However, there was no response to his voice.

Zhang Tianjin didn't care, there was a flash of light at the jet port behind him, and he got up and flew in the direction of the battleship.

…

On the other side, Mavis was in crisis.

Her red mecha seemed to be pinched by an invisible giant hand at the neck of the mecha, lifting it in the air.

As with her mech, Mavis in the cockpit was gasping for breath with her hands around her neck.

She felt a tremendous pressure all over her body, as if it wanted to crush her to pieces. In particular, the sensation is most pronounced in the neck, and breathing becomes difficult.

Now Mavis can only rely on the potential energy released by herself to relieve this pressure, but this force is getting stronger and stronger, and she feels more and more that she can no longer break free.

"Cool? Mavis?! ”

The perverted pleasure in Jiang Feiyi's heart continued to strengthen.

"Tell me out loud! Do you feel refreshed!? Hahahahahaha!!ha ”

He even laughed out loud in Mavis's head.

Now, the last trace of affection for Mavis in his heart has gradually disappeared, and there is only the comfortable feeling of revenge.

"Them! They used to want you to be the way you are! So helpless, so hesitant! They were afraid of death, and they hoped that someone would come down from heaven to save them! ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Feiyi's voice gradually trembled.

"And you! But he fled alone! Watch them die! Watch them become your shield on your way out!! You shit! What qualifications do you have for them to call you 'big sister'?! You don't deserve it! You don't deserve !! ”

With a loud roar in Mavis's head, he manipulated the mecha to walk towards Mavis step by step.

"You're just a cowardly and incompetent piece of waste."

Feeling Mavis struggling in the cockpit, Jiang Feiyi came to Mavis's mecha and whispered.

Listening to what Jiang Feiyi said in his mind, Mavis smiled bitterly, "Yes, I am indeed a waste if I failed to protect my younger brothers and sisters, I have nothing to say." ”

She struggled to put her hands back into the mech's neuronal control system.

"I never thought about making myself stronger. Until I met you. ”

Forcibly enduring the severe pain all over her body, the potential energy released by Mavis was suddenly enhanced several times, the peach-colored particle wings on the back of the mecha shone brightly, and the three tails behind her also increased to seven, floating behind her, swinging like teeth and claws in the wind.

"Whether it's the Scarlet Witch or the Demon Cat Mavis... I don't care about any of that! ”

Mavis, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood forward, and her whole face suddenly turned extremely pale.

"Forcibly open the potential field? It's too late, Mavis!! ”

Jiang Feiyi's eyes were cold, and he pulled out the beam sword on his waist and plunged it into the cockpit of the Mavis mecha.

However, just as he drew the mech's beam sword, Mavis appeared in his cockpit with a beam dagger in his hand, stabbing him in the heart.

"I said it was useless! Mavis !! ”

Jiang Feiyi roared loudly at the phantom of Mavis in front of him, not caring about the beam dagger that was about to pierce his heart, driving his mecha to hold the beam sword, and without hesitation, he plunged into Mavis's cockpit.

I saw that the next moment, two lines of tears silently shed on Mavis's phantom face.

Jiang Feiyi was stunned and looked down.

The beam dagger in Phantom's hand was stuck in his heart, and blood flowed out of the blood hole.

"All I care about will always be you, my silly brother."

Mavis had long since stopped crying.