"Throughout!"

The muzzle of the gun suddenly appeared in a four-layer magic circle that the Britannians had never seen before.

The enhanced spell attack dragged a dazzling flash of light through the three tanks. Then the rupture of fragments of armor and the wreckage of various accessories rushed out of the rear. And on the armor of the front of the fourth tank, a black and large dent was left.

Just one hit.

Then, at the moment when he was about to land, he pushed back with one hand, turned 180 degrees with the rebound force, adjusted his posture, and landed on the ground with his feet. At the same time, the air cushion device is turned on to absorb the impact.

"How—how can this be ......!?"

Next, even if they don't have to call the shots, the subordinates know what to do.

All the tanks either went backwards or scattered left and right. This way, even if one tank is destroyed, it will leave enough time for others to reload and aim and shoot. But they still mistakenly underestimated the "red giant" in front of them.

I was a little surprised to see them scattered. Because they retreated in such an orderly manner, they had to cover each other and move in a serpentine position as much as possible, rather than in a straight line or like headless flies.

But this one is exactly what I want. This is the best place to experiment with mecha data, and I don't think the "gang" will miss this opportunity easily.

Thinking like this, I instinctively looked up at the sky. I can't capture that height with my technique, but I can feel it.

Farther and higher in the sky, dozens of sensor magic stones used to capture the transmitted images and magical data float silently, faithfully completing their tasks.

Raise your left and right hands and stretch out your left and right shields at the same time, after blocking a few shells. I gently stepped aside, took a half-squat position, and jumped up.

A whirlwind rolled up behind me, and the debris and dust fluttered behind me.

After dodging another round of shells, it landed on the gantry at the gate of the barracks. I have to thank God and God or something, although the thick iron frame made a creaking moan~ groaning, but it was not crushed by the weight of nearly 9 tons of "fierce poison".

Left, right. I let Venom flip in the air and make all sorts of gorgeous poses. Let those tanks simply not have time to aim. Very open, three tanks again entered my best attack position.

Fire!

The enemy tank also made evasive moves the moment I raised my gun, trying to dodge the damn blow. However, as soon as they went backwards, several tanks collided and were huddled together.

The shining beam completely pierced the two tanks in front, and the last one was torn off one side of the track guard and the tail of the boiler wall.

"Hit!"

This is just as the other tanks are reloaded. "Boom" dozens !!of shells were fired from all angles.

One sideways and jumps off the ground again. Easily dodged the shells.

Later those shells exploded, fulfilling their task. Some missed, others hit the tank to their right.

"Bastard! where are you aiming, damn it!"

"Ahh ”

The side that was hit, while congratulating himself for surviving, raised his fist and scolded loudly. And those who shot by mistake kept apologizing with guilt.

It's just that their voices won't be heard by each other. Because it was instantly muffled by the roar of mecha movement.

"Throughout!"

The muzzle of the gun suddenly appeared in a four-layer magic circle that the Britannians had never seen before.

The enhanced spell attack dragged a dazzling flash of light through the three tanks. Then the rupture of fragments of armor and the wreckage of various accessories rushed out of the rear. And on the armor of the front of the fourth tank, a black and large dent was left.

Just one hit.

Then, at the moment when he was about to land, he pushed back with one hand, turned 180 degrees with the rebound force, adjusted his posture, and landed on the ground with his feet. At the same time, the air cushion device is turned on to absorb the impact.

"How—how can this be ......!?"

Next, even if they don't have to call the shots, the subordinates know what to do.

All the tanks either went backwards or scattered left and right. This way, even if one tank is destroyed, it will leave enough time for others to reload and aim and shoot. But they still mistakenly underestimated the "red giant" in front of them.

I was a little surprised to see them scattered. Because they retreated in such an orderly manner, they had to cover each other and move in a serpentine position as much as possible, rather than in a straight line or like headless flies.

But this one is exactly what I want. This is the best place to experiment with mecha data, and I don't think the "gang" will miss this opportunity easily.

Thinking like this, I instinctively looked up at the sky. I can't capture that height with my technique, but I can feel it.

Farther and higher in the sky, dozens of sensor magic stones used to capture the transmitted images and magical data float silently, faithfully completing their tasks.

Raise your left and right hands and stretch out your left and right shields at the same time, after blocking a few shells. I gently stepped aside, took a half-squat position, and jumped up.

A whirlwind rolled up behind me, and the debris and dust fluttered behind me.

After dodging another round of shells, it landed on the gantry at the gate of the barracks. I have to thank God and God or something, although the thick iron frame made a creaking moan~ groaning, but it was not crushed by the weight of nearly 9 tons of "fierce poison".

Left, right. I let Venom flip in the air and make all sorts of gorgeous poses. Let those tanks simply not have time to aim. Very open, three tanks again entered my best attack position.

Fire!

The enemy tank also made evasive moves the moment I raised my gun, trying to dodge the damn blow. However, as soon as they went backwards, several tanks collided and were huddled together.

The shining beam completely pierced the two tanks in front, and the last one was torn off one side of the track guard and the tail of the boiler wall.

"Hit!"

This is just as the other tanks are reloaded. "Boom" dozens !!of shells were fired from all angles.

One sideways and jumps off the ground again. Easily dodged the shells.

Later those shells exploded, fulfilling their task. Some missed, others hit the tank to their right.

"Bastard! where are you aiming, damn it!"

"Ahh ”

The side that was hit, while congratulating himself for surviving, raised his fist and scolded loudly. And those who shot by mistake kept apologizing with guilt.

It's just that their voices won't be heard by each other. Because it was instantly muffled by the roar of mecha movement.