In this game, everyone will install an annunciator on the head of the mech, and once this annunciator is destroyed, it means that he will withdraw from the game, and the person who destroys the annunciator will naturally be rewarded with one point.

Fang Mingwei commanded thousands of mecha to run long distances, with the purpose of besieging the other party. Once you are surrounded by a group of mechas, no matter how capable you are, there is only one way to die.

When thousands of mecha fired energy cannons at the same time, even if Wang Ziqiang sat in the same level of mecha, he didn't have the power to turn the sky.

Allowing accidents in this game, even if Fang Mingwei ordered to bombard these twelve people, the same effect could be achieved, but after thinking about it again, Fang Mingwei still decided to give these people a chance.

If the cannon is really fired, under the combined attack of thousands of energy cannons, these people will definitely not even have half of the scum left.

Although with the support of the Hua family, he is no longer afraid of the retaliation of those second-level countries. But as a last resort, he still didn't want to do too much. After all, behind him, there is also the second-level country of the Earth Alliance.

Without firing a single shot, Fang Mingwei had already scored twelve points. Next, he commanded a large army to run through the entire arena in seemingly disorganized manner.

In fact, after owning the map, he knew the situation of every mecha here very clearly. Thousands of mechs seem to run around in a haphazard manner, but they are often able to bring together one of the largest forces at the last minute.

After having so many mechas, Fang Mingwei was no longer afraid of a single or less than ten mechas. It's just that if they form dozens or hundreds, then it will still be dangerous for Fang Mingwei. So Fang Mingwei targeted those countries in the same country, or different countries, but he had already formed a team of small leagues.

Hundreds of square kilometers is not a small place, and although there are many thousands of mechas, it is still impossible to completely control them. Fortunately, with the help of the card in his hand, Fang Mingwei had already achieved fruitful results in just a few hours.

Three thousand six hundred and fifty points, a full three thousand six hundred and fifty mechs withdrew from the battlefield. Most of them were automatically disarmed under the suppression of absolute power, but in the end, Fang Mingwei was still forced to use force.

The people who can come here are not stupid, and the back and forth of thousands of mechs can't hide from everyone. When the elites of various countries who came in one after another were caught off guard by Fang Mingwei, they finally united temporarily.

Fang Mingwei's last combined attack encountered a piece of meat and bone that was difficult to gnaw.

More than five hundred mecha formed a spontaneous organization and began to confront Fang Mingwei's army of thousands. When a thousand mechs face dozens of mechas, they can be defeated without a fight. But when the power gap is not too big, then it is necessary to see the real chapter.

Fortunately, Fang Mingwei reacted extremely quickly, and immediately gave up the pursuit of several other squads, mobilized men and horses to quickly reinforce them, and completely destroyed these more than 500 mechas.

However, the intensity of the fighting also caused inevitable casualties.

When these five hundred mecha lost their combat effectiveness, Fang Mingwei knew that at least one-third of them would never get up again. Because, one after another, he has collected more than 100 spirits.

He can be sure that the people who can enter this arena have at least the ability of level 10 or above. After all, it is a country, even if it is poor, it is impossible to send some fifth-level cannon fodder to participate.

Therefore, the quality of this batch of souls he absorbed was very high, although it was much worse than the fifteenth-level souls in the red cloud, but in his mind, it could be regarded as a rare boutique.

It's just that after this battle, Fang Mingwei's mecha also lost more than three hundred. In the face of the absolute number and firepower of mechas, there are still more than three hundred, which shows that these people are some real elites, and there are no indiscriminate fillers among them.

In this case, once the mech is damaged, it is impossible to repair it. Fang Mingwei gave an order, and the sensors on the damaged mecha console exploded together, and the souls in them escaped lightly.

Fang Mingwei stepped forward and took a circle, taking these souls into his mind, as long as he went back and changed these souls with a sensor, they could also be reused.

Just as Fang Mingwei was about to make persistent efforts, suddenly countless dense white light spots lit up in front of the screen. He narrowed the distance and saw that there were already more than 2,000 mechs on the map.

A confident smile overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and it seemed that the genius of the new Republic of Science and Technology had finally entered.

Fang Mingwei immediately made a decision, ordered all the souls to withdraw in batches, broke the entire team into pieces, and quietly retreated into the dense forest.

Although Fang Mingwei's mecha group temporarily retreated, the shock he had achieved had just begun. After that ferocious fight, all the mechists knew that in this game, there was an incomparably powerful monster that could control thousands of mecha at the same time.

Everyone knew that if this monster was allowed to continue to wreak havoc, no one would be able to escape his pursuit.

Unconsciously, all the mechs slowly gathered together, they came from different countries, all for the same purpose, in normal times, they would never have the possibility of joining forces.

But at this moment, they stood together tacitly, because they knew that if they didn't work together to fight the strong enemy in front of them first, then they didn't have to want to get the first place.

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

The genius of the Xinke Republic marched forward with two thousand mechas, marching forward with neat steps.

His heart was full of confidence, although it was not uncommon for a spiritual master to be able to control multiple mecha at the same time in a third- and fourth-level country. But in Tier 2 countries, there are still very few people who can do it. And like him, people who can have two thousand mecha at a time are even rarer, and there is not one in hundreds of millions.

Although through the country's intelligence, he knew that in the Earth Alliance, there was also a genius similar to him who could handle a thousand mechas. However, the limit of his indulgence is 2,000 units, so he has absolute confidence that he can win the first place in this competition back to his homeland.

However, to his great surprise, when his troops stepped forward for ten miles, they still didn't see a single mech. Although the vicissitudes of life all over the ground let him know that there must have been countless tragic encounters here, it is a little strange that not a single survivor can see it.

Could it be that these mechists are all funny, and they start killing each other as soon as they come up, leaving no way back?

With deep suspicion, he continued to ride the mech forward. It's just that when the mecha crossed a high ground and saw the scene in front of him, he finally understood why he didn't see a mecha along the way.

In front of him, there were thousands of mecha standing densely, looking at the number of people, there were not eight thousand, but seven thousand eight.

His eyeballs bulged out suddenly, what was going on? Could it be that these people are united? With his mouth slightly open, his brain was short-circuited for a moment.

He didn't get a good draw and was already one of the last to enter the playing field. However, a moment ago, he was still full of confidence, but now, his little self-confidence has long since fled to Java.

Among the thousands of mecha in front of him, some were in tatters, some were intact, but one thing was the same, their eyes all revealed a fierce light.

"Hit him, he has thousands of points in his hand, knock him down, it's mine......"

A mournful voice came from the mouth of a certain mech, and the beast-shaped mecha rushed out towards the two thousand mechs lined up.

There was a loud bang, and under the bombardment of countless energy cannons, this beast-shaped mecha that was immeasurable turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared.

However, the loud bang seemed to ignite a huge powder keg. The next moment, those mechas, who were still a little hesitant, rushed up one by one as if they had been injected with Viagra brand stimulants.

There is only one thought in everyone's hearts, he already has thousands of points on his body, and if I kill him, then these points will be mine.

Once I have those few thousand points, then I don't have to fight anymore, I just need to find a hidden place to hide, and in three days, I will be the champion.

There are no stupid people here, so this truth was quickly figured out, and they all flocked to it with red eyes. Everyone knows that it is almost impossible to earn thousands of points in three days. Perhaps, this is the best chance for yourself to step up to the sky.

The genius of Xinke was shocked by the scene in front of him, and his sensor kept shouting something like "I want points", but he just couldn't understand what was going on.

Although it is true that he has 2,000 mechas, these 2,000 are all owned by him alone, that is to say, these mecha can only be counted as a little point. And until the mecha he was riding in was destroyed, this point would not be lost.

In that case, what do those who shout thousands of points mean? Could it be that this group of idiots treats all the mechs as points?

His face was miserable, and although he was desperately explaining loudly, at this moment, no one listened to his words at all.

He wanted to retreat with the mechs, but he sadly found that although one person controlling all the mechs was incomparably powerful in terms of power, he was still slightly inferior in terms of flexibility in action.

Soon, his 2,000 mechs were besieged by countless mechists who had gone crazy, and there was no way out.

(To be continued)