"See, yes." The high-speed King of the Land finally rushed past the last sand dune that blocked his view, and the first time of the night to replace the armor-piercing bullets put the porcupines floating in the wreckage of the Imperial base buildings into the aiming circle.

"Huh?" The Imperial Pilot raised his eyes in horror and looked at the King of the Land who suddenly appeared in his field of vision, but he didn't notice at all that he was aiming at the coordinates provided by the fighter, and the coordinates were getting closer and closer to him.

"Die." Night has always been cruel to the enemy, without the slightest mercy. He didn't care what the rookie was thinking, and pulled the trigger directly after aiming.

After finishing the shot, he immediately reversed and left without looking at the night, and the reason why the two defensive turrets of the empire were firing at him was that eating a 500mm armor-piercing bullet was not a fun thing. And Night is very confident in his own shooting skills and the artillery of the King of Land.

Night's confidence was demonstrated by the life of the opponent, and the 480mm armor-piercing projectile accurately hit the head monitor of the porcupine, from where the entire tank was penetrated. Night was deliberately aimed at the head monitor, and he would not allow such an incident to happen on his own shooting, knowing that live ammunition was the largest and often used it. Seeing that the chariot was smooth and angular all over, in order to prevent ricocheting, he chose the relatively fragile head monitor as the target of his attack, which was the best way to kill with one blow without knowing the thickness of the opponent's armor.

"Porcupine II, the signal is interrupted." The adjutant raised his eyes in disbelief and looked at the state of the vehicle on the display that indicated the base's specialty turned red, and the face of the imperial commander on the side had changed from gloomy to hideous.

"Rice bucket. It's all rice buckets. Instead of destroying that damn chariot, this idiot lost his own life and left my base in ruins. How did I end up with such a bastard in the first place? What bad luck. The colonel slammed his fist on the table, and he now deeply regretted that he had chosen a pilot from among the top graduates of the military academy, but at that time he had no choice but to do so. The reason why no senior pilot is willing to fly this porcupine, which is more like a combat vehicle, and no one wants to use this weapon that has not been approved by the technical department of the military department to fight. As the only unit in the empire that is independently developed by the combat base rather than the technical department, the porcupine has no choice but to face the dilemma of having no pilot after getting off the production line. The colonel didn't want the weapons that his base had done his best to develop to rot in the warehouse, so he couldn't find a volunteer pilot in the army, so he targeted the imperial military academy and selected the best two of these excellent graduates. But how can people who have never been on the battlefield appreciate the horrors of war? This rookie's first battle was to play one-on-one with the Federation's first trump card, and the gap is too big, even if the weapon attack ability of the porcupine is stronger than that of the king of land. But the gap between pilots cannot be bridged by the quality of weapons.

Retreating behind the dunes, Night managed to dodge the attacks of the two turrets, but the dust from the armor-piercing shells that hit the top of the dunes obscured the traces of the Land King, temporarily rendering the two turrets untargeted.

"The worst thing about a fixed defensive turret is that it can't dodge shells, and it can't even hide from smoke grenades." The king of the land pierces through the sand mist. The smoke generator on one side threw seven or eight smoke grenades at the defensive turret on the left flank. The crosshairs of the main gun were firmly aimed at the other turret, and the 480mm blasting projectile accurately passed between the two barrels of the turret, carrying a large number of armor fragments into the huge turret inside, the powerful cannonball exploded inside the turret, and the high and approachable fragments detonated the ammunition in the turret, and the two successive explosions smashed the entire turret into the sky.

The turret commander on the left flank reacted well, and immediately loaded a blasting shell and fired it at the open ground three hundred meters in front of him, and the shock wave from the explosion blew the smoke from the smoke grenade away. The turret only needs to wait for the dust from the blasting shells to clear up again, and the dust can disappear much faster than smoke grenades.

"Huh? Very good response. "I looked back at night just in time to see that the turret had dispersed the smoke grenades. However, during the time when the dust from the blasting bombs had subsided, the chariot, which had been in charge of the night enough to retreat into the dunes, was able to complete the reloading.

"Target, behind the dunes, second barrel, armor-piercing shells, attack." The turret commander was very experienced, and immediately deduced the hidden position of the night retreat, and ordered his gunner to aim and fire.

Boom, the 500mm shell accurately passed through the dunes and hit the left front drive of the Land King, who was hiding behind the dunes. In the huge explosion, the drive in front of the left side of the night chariot gave way to a large hole, the track idler at the edge of the wound was scrapped, and the huge track also blew off and slipped off the crooked idler. In the control room at night, the warning light indicating the status of the left front drive turns red, and a loud alarm echoes in the control room.

"Got it, I'm annoyed." The night impatiently turned off the alarm and cut off the power supply loop to the left front drive. The silver front left drive suddenly began to slowly lift up, a protective move by the Land King after cutting off the drive, preventing the power cut off drive from affecting the vehicle's movement.

Night retreated again as fast as he could, and as he retreated, he muttered in a low voice, "I have underestimated the enemy, I should retreat a little more." Damn, I actually let the ground defense cannon hit, if I let those Nizi know, I would have to laugh to death. ”

"Yes, yes." Compared to the gloom of the night, the soldiers in the turrets of the Imperial defenses were cheering. They could clearly see that in the explosion behind the dunes, there were some fragments of armor flying, which could only peel off the land king. Even their commander had a smug smile on his face, in his opinion, although the defensive turret had a lot of shortcomings, the 500mm gun equipped with the turret was a real mecha killer, as long as the mecha body let it hit, it could basically be declared that the mecha was incapacitated.

As the Imperial soldiers rejoiced, the enraged Grim Reaper raised his formidable scythe from behind the dunes and swung it at those who dared to hurt him. The night when the eyes begin to change color is directly based on previous impressions of the turret's position. After aiming, the huge barrel of the cannon pointed straight into the sky, sending a blasting projectile.

The crowd that had been cheering in the turret was stunned by the shrill whistling of oversized shells that rang out again. Only the commander of the turret reacted instantly, yelling: "Damn, that guy is fine, he is still able to attack." Get out of here, we're going to attack. With that, the guy opened the heavily armored door of the turret and ran out with one of the soldiers closest to him. And the soldiers who were in a daze also woke up their heads, and hurriedly ran out of the gate and rushed to the nearest cover.

Rumble. Just as the last soldier ran out of the turret, the cannonball fired from the night accurately kissed the top armor of the defensive turret, and the powerful explosion blew the armor into a deep depression, and the armor in the center of the explosion point could not withstand the explosion and let it penetrate. Immediately, a furious shockwave swept through the turret with a large number of armor fragments. Together with the high temperature, the ammunition in the turret was detonated. A second explosion was produced. This internal blast directly destroyed the turret's sturdy structure, sending the highly defensive armor flying out of it and pushing the last soldier to the ground. But the turret soldiers were lucky, and even the last soldier miraculously only had a few scrapes. All of this should be attributed to their leaders, if it weren't for their quick reflexes, I'm afraid that all the people would have died in the fire now, instead of the situation where there are no major casualties now.

"Gals, I'm okay here. Start attacking that square box now. "Night made contact with Garth. After a brief introduction to the battle situation on his side, the upper body of the Land King stood up. Driven by three drives, we walked towards the entrance to the Imperial base.

The Bloodhell Commandos are in a lot of trouble, and although they can move fast, the fighters of the Sand Fox Squadron are holding them back. These running mechs simply can't get out of the porcupine's attack range before they can target them. Helpless, Garth had no choice but to order the pilots to run around the dunes and approach the Imperial base, while he himself led the commando team to activate the floating mode of the assault soldiers and assault the Imperial base. He knew he had to get close to the chariot quickly, and from a distance, even hiding behind the dunes would be dangerous.

The three assaults had completely captured the attention of the Porcupine One, and the pilot did not have time to pay attention to the soldiers hiding behind the dunes, and focused all his attention on the Bloody Prison Commandos that appeared on the top of the dunes from time to time. The pilot shouted to the fighters in the sky to keep reporting the location of the three assaults for him, and he also drove the chariot to the back door of the base, where the view and shooting angle were the best.

Arriving at the intended location, the porcupine began to read the coordinates provided by his fighter plane, much to the chacade's dismay, the coordinates provided were changing every second, irregularly, much to the novice sniper's frustration, but he quickly came up with a good idea.

The porcupine parked at the back door of the base sent a map to each of Pru's pilots, on which the vehicle's attack ray was drawn, and this ray passed through the most densely moved area of the Baron of Color's commando, and once Pru found that there were assaults or other Federation mechs on this ray, he just had to inform the pilots of the porcupine, and several pilots would only need to pull the trigger to hit the opponent.

At this time, the Federation's fighter forces saw the dilemma of the Blood Hell Commando, and the reason why the porcupine's maneuverability exceeded expectations made Gars greatly shorten the distance they could attack before the porcupine was in place, and they were very reluctant to include the porcupine in the firing range. The chariot stopped after a burst of ignorance and shift, and the veteran pilots immediately understood the pilot's attention, so they once again risked their own safety and launched a round of attacks on the Imperial fighters below, buying time for the Bloodhell Commandos, and at the same time telling Garth about the pilot's intentions.

A scuffle broke out again in the sky above the 609 transit base in the distance, although the Federation fighters successfully disrupted the formation of the Imperial fighters, but under the attack of the Imperial anti-aircraft fire, several more fighters crashed into the desert.

"Damn. Be careful not to move around this ray. Garth shared the images of the pilots of the fighters that had been transferred to his mechs to the nine mechs and instructed him not to make the pilots' sacrifices meaningless. And the three assault soldiers also gave a military salute to the five fighters that fell in the distance.

The Imperial pilot, seeing the melee above, couldn't help but sigh that the Federation pilots had a good grasp of the battle situation, and this suppression not only disrupted the attention of the Imperial fighters, but also provided enough time for the Federation mechs in the distance to be on alert. The frustrated pilot, knowing that his trick had been tricked, had to start the vehicle's hoverhead engine again, ready to cooperate with the base's 50-meter-high watchtower to snipe the Federation troops, and he was completely disappointed with the Imperial Eagles.

The watchtower on the ground did not disappoint the rookie who had just graduated from the military academy, and the continuous coordinates made the report in front of the pilot's eyes, so that he had a basic understanding of the movements of the Blood Prison Commando and could shoot.

A thick beam of light swept across the desert and shot towards Joe, who was constantly maneuvering left and right. This made Qiao, who had been paying attention to the direction of the imperial base, very dissatisfied, and while manipulating his mecha to change direction, he kept muttering: "Why am I again, do I have a grudge against you?" ”

The power of the beam is still strong, but after all, it is only a particle, not a photon, and it does not fly at the speed of light, only about the same speed as a live bullet. The porcupine's long barrel makes it easy for Federation fighters in the air to predict its targets, and the bright light of the burst of fire also allows the ground troops to accurately understand the timing of the attack. Aces like the Bloodhell Commandos can easily manipulate their mechs to change direction and dodge these known attacks.

"Damn." Knowing that his attack had made the pilot who had easily dodged his opponent exclaimed, the second beam lunged at Joe again, wanting to see how much of his own attack this Federation pilot could dodge.

Joe, who received the fighter alert and successfully evaded the sniper of the Imperial Pilot again, couldn't help but wail, "I must have not looked at the yellow calendar when I went out today, why are all the high-power beam cannons coming at me, oh my God." ”

Compared with Qiao Rang's depression, the Imperial Pilot was even more depressed, and he missed the target twice in a row that this talented student had never encountered. The rookie, who saw it as a shame, stared at Joe to death, vowing to blast this loach-like guy to smithereens, and the Imperial Mecha Squadron on one side also rushed to help, and they rushed to nine mechs to surround the porcupine, preventing the other two assault soldiers from rushing forward at high speed and engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the porcupine. (To be continued......)