Chapter 402: Gambling (on)

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After following Tian Xing fitness and walking into the actual training ground, dozens of fighters from the four genres were more and more shocked.
In front of them, there was no one but Fatty, Old Smith and Jeffrey. The pilot in the training room resumed training, and the bandit soldiers in charge of the guard also stood still in their original positions. Along the way, other members of the bandit army, including the recruits on the other side of the training ground, were burying their heads in training, and did not even look at these dozens of people.
The whole training ground is filled with a kind of silent fanaticism. It seems that nothing else can arouse the interest of these bandit soldiers who are focused on training. Their kind of rapt attention suddenly made people feel shocked.
Into the wide training ground, not far away, dozens of bandits and soldiers were crawling forward in the mud. They climbed through the quagmire, grabbed the rope and climbed to the high platform, and then jumped down without blinking. After a tumbling on the ground, they ran forward quickly, over a few obstacles, over the single-wood bridge, and climbed the rope net , Flying across a single rope between two columns tens of meters high.
In the center of the training ground, some bandit soldiers are undergoing free-hand combat training. The soldiers locked in twos and twos, locking their throats, catching them, falling down, and standing up again, flying in the dust and screaming one after another. I don't know how long the training has been carried out. Some fighters are obviously exhausted, and they still insist on shaking. Even the station was unstable, but there was a lot of murderousness all over him.
The geniuses of the four major schools no longer had the domineering presence at the entrance of the training room. They quietly watched the training of the bandits and their eyes flickered. Among them, there are many bandit soldiers, they are the phantom stream and the Taili fighter. Not to mention the level of mecha control, at least for now, they feel that these people are completely different from them.
No one can say how different it is. In the past, the training that these infantry soldiers only conducted was not worth mentioning to the genres. They have always believed that only mecha techniques are worth practicing hard. But now, in these past opponents, they see a kind of sturdy and enthralling!
The physical training of the Mech genre cannot achieve this effect! Phantom Stream and Xintai Stream have been fully integrated into the bandit army. Those civil fighters have become disciplined bandit soldiers! Think about the combat effectiveness of the 120 black bandits and mechs you saw, and then look at the people in front of you. Everyone in the four schools feels a suffocation.
If you have such an opponent on the battlefield, how confident are you to win?
Walking to the apron of the mech, the fat man stopped in front of a [horizontal knife], patted the icy shell of the mech with his hand, and turned to Saad and Bridgeman: "This mech, The name is "Heng Dao", it is the eighth generation top fighter armor of the Fiji League. It is equipped with one 300 mm caliber armor-piercing energy gun, two 150 mm caliber high-speed machine guns, four anti-aircraft missiles, eight surface-to-surface missiles, and totally enclosed energy. A set of hoods, a set of semi-enclosed energy hoods, the maximum speed of road travel is 520 kilometers per hour, the maximum speed of off-road is 360 kilometers per hour, the instantaneous change of direction turning speed is 80 meters per second! Directional short-range sprint eruption speed, one per second One hundred and ninety meters! "
Looking at the black mechs lined up neatly in front of me, listening to the fat man's light introduction, the four genre fighters remained calm on the surface, but in their hearts, there was a storm.
Except for the photos in military magazines, such military mechas have never been seen by anyone present. Before the outbreak of war, the free world was absolutely not allowed to exist under the blockade of the highest human union.
After the outbreak of war, although it was known that the blockade had already existed in name, such war weapons would enter the free world sooner or later, but when it was really before them, everyone realized that they were far more shocked than they thought. serious!
Now Mars is not the planet that can be ruled by private mechas or mechas modified with old-fashioned metal projectile weapons. Take a look at the grim barrel of this black mech and listen to its performance parameters-who can resist in front of the steel torrent formed by thousands of such mechs?
This is a war, not a struggle of forces before the free world!
The lore, the mountain stream, and the Tailiu, these three schools, have long been on the brow with Siyo, but, in the end, the military armor of Siyo has not yet stepped on Mars. For many years, the Northern Business Alliance has been tolerant, and the paramilitary armored regiment that suddenly appeared in the town of Prov will know how much it will cost. But what about that? In front of the 120 black mechs, they only ended up annihilated.
Looking back, think about the strength of your genre, think about your personal mechas and a few modified mechas, can you not panic? When a munition ship arrives in Mars, a military mech falls into the hands of other genres through different channels, and when Mars planetary artillery is filled with smoke, what can these people do?
Fight against such military mechas with your own private mecha, don't joke!
Looking at the silent four genre fighters, the fat man smiled slightly: "This kind of mecha, Feimeng is more! In the future, the official equipment of the bandit army is much more advanced than this mecha! The truth tells everyone, For the Mars Freeway, the Pyramid is determined to be acquired! In addition to military considerations, the Pyramid looks on, as well as the strong productivity of Mars! In the future, this will become the most important arsenal of the Pyramid! "
"What?" The fat man's words caused a violent commotion.
"Once Mars becomes the production base of Mech and Ships in Fiji League, what will happen here, don't you need me to talk about it?" The fat man of Xinkou Huqi didn't blink: "After the war, the free world will Therefore, it has become a member of mainstream human society, with no material blockade, no restrictions on residence, and no discrimination or exclusion! Here, it will be managed by the Mecha genre as the main body and protected by the Feimeng, integrating manufacturing, transportation and mecha Autonomous region with industry as one! "
In the silence, in the eyes of the four genres of geniuses, ecstasy was uncontrollable.
Everyone knows that for some regions, war means destruction, death, poverty, and chaos. However, in the past wars of mankind, there have always been so few places that have become the biggest gainers of war. Some of these places have always been prosperous, but some have been in the backcountry. However, due to the war, countless enterprises, military forces, government agencies, schools and people who have moved from the front have gathered in these areas, resulting in a kind of Wealth concentration effect during war!
Of course, Mars Freeport will not be the rear of a large country, and no one can expect what political and cultural center or logistics industrial base this will be. However, with more and more refugees now, only when Filipino is in control here, a part of the military production orders will be allocated, and a series of chemical reactions will occur in the entire free world!
The influx of capital, energy, raw materials and technology will completely change the industrial system of Mars Freeport, and Mars' economy will develop rapidly. What follows is the vigorous prosperity of industries such as transportation, medical care, trade, technology, tourism, entertainment and other industries that are attached to this huge industrial system!
If the Fei Meng really won the war, if it is really as the fat man said, here will become an autonomous region that integrates into the mainstream human society! Then, the free world will no longer be the of the exiles, but a paradise created by war! By that time, these genres who had joined the Filipino camp from the beginning and had controlled the free world for thousands of years would not be able to imagine the benefits.
But is all this true?
Sud, Bridgeman and others looked at each other, and from each other's eyes, they all saw their hearts. Regardless of whether the fat man can be fully realized, it is worth letting go! Surviving in the free world, every day we are faced with scams and swindlers, but the most indispensable people here are the inherent adventurous spirit in our bones.
Life is alive, but for more than 100 years, in the situation of the four major schools at this moment, do not seize the opportunity to take a fight, when will you wait? !
"Okay!" The fat man pointed to the private mecha of Tailiu and Phantomliu next to his finger, and said to Sade: "Since it is a study, naturally you can't use military mecha. You can use your own mecha, if If you like, you can also choose any of the personal mechas here. You can let me know how to compare, but let's talk about it in the front, how do I win, a few lose, and How to say?"
"Stakes?" The geniuses of the four genres looked at each other.
"Originally, in a few days, it will be your four-year championship of the folk mech genre!" Fatty said: "I remember right?"
Sade and others nodded bitterly with a smile, and in a few days, it was June 6th. Usually, this is the date of the largest event in the civil mecha fighting industry-the genre federation championship. For thousands of years, this has become a tradition in the free world.
The big schools showed their strength at the tournament. The small schools tried to blockbuster, and the major forces regrouped the seats and established a new order-but that was before the outbreak of war! By this time, the genre federations are completely over. Who still wants to make a championship game?
What's the use of cultivating the best disciples, developing the most sophisticated techniques, and possessing the most advanced mecha? Now Mars is talking with guns!
"Although the genre federation is disbanded, we still have genre mutual aid alliances." The fat man seems to have no self-knowledge about this so-called mutual aid affiliation composed of two unremarkable genres. Prepare and convene major schools to come to Provincial Town. One is to learn skills, and the other is to discuss how to restore the traditional status of our schools to deal with this battle. "
"However, since a few of you are here today." The fat man looked at Sade and others and said: "It is better for us to discuss in advance! According to the tradition of the championship game, the winner is king! Since we have to compare, we have to be a bit worthy, so If I lose, I invite guests at night. If you lose, you will make an announcement and announce that you will join the genre mutual aid alliance! All the fighters will be under the unified command of the bandit army! Of course, the techniques I promised will be honored! "
"Damn, he lost and asked for a meal. We lost and we were annexed. How can there be such a good thing in this world?"
"This fat man is really shameless!"
"When our suzerain is a fool? Who would agree to such a condition?"
The geniuses of the four genres suddenly rioted and whispered. Even the bandit soldiers next to him were crying and laughing. Who would agree to such a condition?
"Okay! I agree!" Surprisingly, Bridgeman, the Black Dragon Sect Master, almost agreed without hesitation.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, Bridgeman calmed himself, as if such conditions had already satisfied him.
The only one who is not surprised is the fat man. He just glanced at Bridgeman more, nodded, and surrendered to Sade and the other two.
"I agree too!" This time, it was Anlington from the Thousand Armies. This first-level mecha leader with white hair was standing at the end from beginning to end, and he followed the crowd silently. At this moment, he expressed his attitude very simply.
The sergeant under his command did not understand how these four leaders of their respective schools were all old ghosts in the free world. How could they not understand.
On the surface, fat bets are very unfair, in fact, this is a step for the four major schools. It is because of unfairness that regardless of winning or losing, the reputation of the four schools is intact.
Moreover, even if they won in the territory of other bandits, these genres can still count on what they can get from under their guns. Is the fat man like a loser? In fact, the most important thing is that such a bet also opened a door for the four major schools to join the bandit army.
All of them have become elites, how can they not understand these truths? Since others have opened the door to the steps, they must know how to cooperate. If a fair bet is really required, it is nothing but shame. The plans of the four major schools coming together can be discarded long ago.
With Bridgeman and Anlington taking the lead, Sade and Farn nodded in agreement.
The fat man only made a gesture, and the intense training in the training ground immediately stopped. The bandit soldiers quickly aggregated into a neat queue, and the running gave way to the training ground. When the special mechas of Sade and others drove to the sidelines, dozens of dish-shaped data collectors had flown around the field and circled in the air.
The whole training ground is filled with a sense of excitement.
The direct dialogue between the two Mech Warriors, the two first-level Mech Commanders and the fat man who once played in the Nine Pavilions, when and where to put them, is a rare and important event-the dissolved bandit The soldiers and the geniuses of the four schools all retreated to the observation platform on the side, one by one, looking at the terminal monitor of the data collector one by one, and there was no way around.
The fat man chose Kozmo's mech. This thin blue mecha is named [Streamer], and it is the 35th generation mecha of the phantom flow. It has always inherited the characteristics of its predecessor and phantom flow technique and won at speed. The appearance of the mecha has not changed since the era of Phantom Stream or the Chuckner family. Only the mecha engine, materials and transmission, electronics and other systems have changed.
As a result, almost every civil warrior knows this mech. I even played against this mech. The only difference between Kozmo's and other ordinary Phantom Flow mechas is that the mecha's materials are better, the engine is specially made for money, and the explosive power and power are larger.
However, no matter what, this is just the mecha of the phantom flow. In Mars Freeport, this kind of mecha almost represents the two words of decline and ordinary-the decline of the phantom stream, the most common armor.
The first opponent it will face is the top mech genre driven by Anlington, the first-class mech commander of the thousand military routes-[Pentium].
Even the bandits themselves admit that the golden [Pentium] stands in the middle of the field. The humanoid body is tall and majestic, with square breastplates, black strip-shaped plastrons, streamlined armor and leg armor. The whole looks like an ancient warrior about to draw a sword.
This mech is a special mech of thousands of military routes. Because Thousand Military Roads are considered to have strong economic strength among major schools and have been focusing on the design and development of mechas for a long time, their genres are well-known throughout the Mars Freeport. And the reason they can be ranked in the top eight of dozens of genres, this excellent mecha has played a big role.
Among the genres of genres, there has always been a saying that the thousand military fighters who drive [Pentium] have more than a thousand fighters who drive other mechas. From this point, we can also see the overwhelming advantage of [Pentium] over [Streamer].
As the first master of Thousand Military Roads, Anlington doesn't remember how many times he has compared with Phantom Stream. Countless fights have made Anlington very clear about the performance, advantages and weaknesses of this mecha.
It is particularly worth mentioning that in previous competitions with Phantom Stream, Anlington had no losses. Therefore, when he saw the fat man drilling into the [Streamer] cockpit, Anlington had initially established his psychological advantage. No matter what the fat man's technology was, at least at this moment, he felt quite calm.
There is no unnecessary nonsense, the mechas of both sides start quickly. In the roar of the engine, the hydraulic system of the extremities of the mecha emits a dull and continuous rubbing sound. After a few moments, with the "buckle" a few times, the metal coupling when the transmission rod is in place Sound, the two mechas have completed the extension and entered the battle mode.
Anlington took the lead, the golden [Pentium] suddenly kicked his leg and plunged towards the fat man.
"Parallel leap!"
"it is good!"
Almost immediately after [Pentium] started, a loud cry broke out in the training ground.
I saw that the golden mech was as fast as lightning, even though the whole body was vacated, but the distance between the ground was only two meters, and the legs curled up, as if it were a football flying close to the ground, and the trajectory was a straight line parallel to the ground, without any slight fluctuations, positive It is a unique parallel leap in the thousand military techniques!
Anlington's rushing technique at the opening is as light as it can be. The mecha moves from static to extreme speed, but in a blink of an eye, the aerial posture is beautiful and the movement is precise. Looking at the mech's body bending knees, in front of the fat man, it was a kick kick. Speed, power and angle are impeccable.
All the mech combat masters were present, and it was natural to see the splendor of Anlington's hand and immediately applauded.
How will fat people cope?
No one thought that Anlington could win with such a blow, but when he saw that [Pentium] had reached the front of [Streamer], the mechanical leg went straight to the chest, and [Streamer] stood still like wood, all Everyone couldn't help but squeeze a sweat in his hands.
Just when the two mechas in a quiet motion were about to collide, it was extremely impossible for them to happen. [Streamer] finally moved!
A move is a torrential shower!
Facing Anlinton's serial kicks, [Streamer] stepped back and shot his hands continuously.
One palm and two palms ....... [Pentium] The unbeatable chain kick was blocked by [Streamer] ’s frantic palm, and the collision of the two mechas seemed like cold water poured into the hot In the pan. The crackling metal clashing sound was as fierce and fast as popping beans.
In the stone fire electricity light room, one blue, one gold and two lights and shadows have been beaten together.
The sergeants on the sidelines opened their mouths, and the turbulent wind spurred by the mechs caused their skin to numb. The thunderous steel clashing made many people cover their ears.
After the golden [Pentium] kicked off more than ten legs in an instant, it was not frustrated, but the offensive became more severe.
Thousands of military techniques, known as Thousands of Armed Forces, are now known as Thousands of Armies. At this moment, Anlington has taken out all the skills, and the hand speed of 55 movements per second will transform the golden [Pentium] fist Made thousands of meteors, playing faster and faster. The fist stayed in the rain like a streamer, let alone block it, even the people on the side just looked at it and felt out of breath!
The pilots were dazzled, but Sade, Farn and Bridgman on the side couldn't keep their tongues apart.
I have heard that Anlington has the strength to promote the God of War. In recent years, because of the less and lesser exchanges between the genres, Anlington has barely shot. Everyone knows him, and he still stays three years ago. When defeating the lore, a first-level mech leader.
At that time, under the fierce attack of the lore-level mech commander, Anlington exerted his thousand military skills to the fullest, and he never fought back. The two sides fought for an entire hour. With the mecha being almost scrapped, Anlington was surprised by a weird technique in the thousand military routes and won.
That war caused a sensation in the entire free world, and since then, the thousand military techniques of Thousand Armed Forces have established a reputation for first-class techniques. Even if there is no God of War, Thousand Armed Forces is firmly ranked eighth in the genre rankings. People dare not easily provoked.
Unexpectedly, after three years, Anlington has far exceeded his standard. Judging from his manipulation skills at the moment, even Sade and Bridgeman, who are third-level mech warriors, are not sure to outperform him.
However, what is even more shocking is that no matter how fast and fierce Anlington ’s attack is, the [Streamer] driven by the fat man, if nothing happens in the golden fisted legs, keeps it dripping. The two played fast, and for a time they could not tell who was attacking and who was defending.
On the field, the fat man rose into the air, circling like a windmill, kicking towards Anlington. Anlington did not retreat and went back. The golden [Pentium] was short, avoiding the whirlwind kick of [Streamer], and then he deceived himself and went into the long body. His fists lay sideways, one left and one right, like two shells , Head straight to [Streamer].
"Good!" Sade could not help but yelled. This technique by Anlington is a first-class technique of thousands of military forces [Progress Hammer]! The subtlety lies not in the ears of the two peaks, but in the mech, which hides in a hurry.
During the match, if the opponent kicks into the air with one foot, it is inevitable that the empty door will be exposed. It is difficult to escape when the opponent of the Thousand Military Roads with exquisite attack skills seizes this opportunity to fight with the double peaks and ears. And Anlington has been immersed in thousands of military techniques for decades, and it has already been perfect in this hidden control. Used at this time, in the eyes of everyone, it was actually thunderbolt!
The head of the humanoid mecha is always the key combat part of close combat. Once destroyed, the mecha's perception system and balance system must be injured. Even if it can still fight, the combat power will be reduced by 50%! Masters fight, once the head is destroyed, basically it is a failure.
The fat man's situation is more difficult than other fighters who encountered this trick. Other fighters swept side kicks, after all, there was a foot on the ground as a support leg, as long as they were familiar with the thousand military routes, they dodge immediately after kicking, and there is always a chance to escape. But at this time, the fat man, his legs are vacated. The movement is beautiful, but it happens that when the old force has lost the new force and is not alive, Anlington's fist is like a long-waited viper, it is impossible to let go of this opportunity!
There was a scream of exclamation, and in everyone's view, the fat man's failure was a foregone conclusion.
However, this is just their idea. Even, their thoughts hadn't had time to pass through their minds, and their exclaimed words were still in their ears, and the fighting in the middle of the venue had turned upside down.
Anlington is bound to hit the blue [streamer] in the must-have ears of the two peaks .... To be precise, it hits the phantom of [streamer]! The two iron fists couldn't hold their momentum at all, and suddenly slammed each other through the phantom, making a deafening loud noise.
At the same time, [Streamer] has changed several directions one after another, appearing like ghosts behind Anlington, waving with one hand, knocking on the back of [Pentium] with his fingers.
The golden [Pentium] is standing in the middle of the field as if it were acupunctured.
This crisp metal knocking sound is far from the gold-iron symphony of fighting just now, but in Anlington, everyone in the ears of the scene seemed to be thrilled!
Although the afterimages were seen in their eyes, it didn't affect their trajectory to distinguish the blue mecha!
The fat man did not land, and naturally did not send the mech head to Anlington's double fists. Blue [Streamer] just stood up lightly in the air, unexpectedly vacated again, a backflip, out of the range of the golden [Pentium] double fist.
Immediately afterwards, there were several successive changes. In an instant, it appeared behind Anlington. Then the dust settled! He can knock on Anlington's mecha head, or he can punch it there and pierce it!
In a dead silence, Sade and Bridgeman turned around the four factions and bandits and soldiers in front of the computer of the data collector terminal, frantically reading the fighting data on the screen.
They knew that trick. That's the genre trick of phantom flow-in one hundred!
Without the phantom flow of the core technique, this technique is not very confidential. That's just two second-level basic skills, a third-level stereotype plus a special skill. Many people in the free world know that many have mastered it! Even Sade himself had pulled out the phantom.
But who can use it just like a fat man? Who can be as lightning as he is? Not to mention other genres, even the phantom stream that has lost its core skills has long been unable to achieve true oneness!
No wonder Phantom Stream followed him so determinedly, no wonder that from the beginning, Phantom Stream left the control area and moved to Protown!
With the sight of Sadr and Bridgeman, how can it not be seen, since this fat man can pull out four or five phantoms so easily in such a small space in such a short time, it can naturally be completed at any time !
What they need now is confirmation!
The data finally appeared. From fat man windmill hovering to the end, it took four seconds! ~
Sud and Bridgman ignored a silly look, and suddenly they didn't know whether it was fear or surprise.
Two second-level basic skills, a third-level stereotype, and five special skills required by five phantoms. Without excluding the time required for landing and shot, this fat man turned the time of these basic skills, Increased by 70%!
"God!"
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