Chapter 496: Sixteen

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Parkinson has become a pile of meat, can not pick up.
This aggressive second-level mech commander was turned over and killed by his opponent in an instant.
How did he lose, and how did he win the second-level mecha knight who was three levels lower than him? The crowd was silent, and everyone's mind was dizzy.
The violent killing of tens of seconds and the raging pictures that lasted for a few minutes just passed in front of their eyes like a movie. The golden mech fell inexplicably, the foot that smashed the cockpit fiercely, the mech that threw in the air like a rag doll. Picture after picture, all turned around in my mind.
Many viewers are still lost in the picture. Some people who know the inside have quietly squeezed their clenched fists—Baz's revenge. For the incomparable Feiyang, this is a loud slap on their faces!
A deliberately scheduled duel turned into a stage where opponents raged for demonstrations. The second-level mech commander was killed by the second-level mech warrior! What other face is better than this? !
"Okay!" In the silence, a loud roar sounded from Box No. 1.
Zhang Pengcheng stood proudly on the arc-shaped grandstand and applauded. Immediately afterwards, the Chakner officers also applauded and whistled. Driven by them, for a time, applause and applause swept through the venue. Hundreds of thousands of spectators gathered together to cheer the mountains and call for tsunami.
In the applause, Carolina's silver teeth were clenched, and all of the Feiyang officers were also pale. Cheng Zhixuan, who was sitting in the second box, and Kilbourne, the lore master of the lore, who were sitting in the 15th box, were about to burst into fire. Everyone's face was flushed and uncomfortable.
"What are you still doing?" Cheng Zhixuan gripped the communicator with his teeth: "Continue!"
Having finished speaking, Cheng Zhixuan did not dare to face the eyes cast by Carolina next door, turned around out of the box, and went straight to the control room.
In order to allow the bandits to fight, he and Cooper and Kilborn carefully arranged this match list. But who knows, Parkinson, who is the leader of the second-level mech, actually died when facing the second-level mech warrior. It seems that the following list must also be modified. Since the fat man is going to be tough, let him touch enough!
Mecha dominates, here, there is the God of War! The rules of the game are still in your own hands!

The dark universe, a Chuckner reconnaissance ship, floating quietly in the void, like a macaque in the deep sea. The faint starlight all around reflected on the body of the reconnaissance ship, painting this small spaceship with a dim light. From a distance, there is no difference between it and the space rock that rolls beside it.
In the narrow control room of the ship, it was dull and depressed. The light of the indicator light of the instrument flashed at once. In front of the console, two corporals holding coffee, staring quietly at the space radar display, talking to each other from time to time.
Captain Harlow lowered his head into the low hatch of the control room and grabbed the handrail above his head and asked, "Is there a situation?"
A tall corporal turned his head: "No, sir. Do you want coffee?"
Major Harlow grunted, squeezed through the last few rows of seats, and walked to the console: "Give me a cup, damn, after drinking coffee, I can't sleep anymore."
Another corporal with yellow hair and freckles on his face handed a metal cup to Harlow, picked up the coffee pot, and poured coffee while asking him, "Sir, can't you sleep?"
"Yeah!" Harlow took a sip of coffee and sat down on the chair behind them, holding his eyebrows. "Recently, I've been restless recently. When I lie in the rest cabin, I'm panicked."
"Will the Sousse come?" The big corporal asked.
"Who knows ?!" Harlow drank the coffee in one sip, extended the cup, motioned for Corporal Freckles to give him another drink, and complained in his mouth: "We have stayed here for three days. The Sousse haven't moved yet . I do n’t know why, I always think there is something weird. It stands to reason that they have already completed the assembly, this time, it should be coming! "
"There are only two A-class waterways leading to Mars." The big corporal shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Sir, our fleet is at the jumping point, they can't slip under our eyes. go in?!"
Harlow smiled mockingly, drinking coffee and not speaking. There was a moment of silence in the control room.
This reconnaissance ship named "Night Cat" is now located in the AU1771 galaxy at five jump points from Mars Freeport. Going further through the four galaxy jump points is the third leg of the southeast main channel. This is one of the A-level waterways leading from the main channel to the planet Mars. It is called the Triumph Corridor by the Mars people.
The birth of the name Triumph Corridor dates back to the time when Mars was a member of mainstream human society. It was a race war between immigrant planets after the dissolution of the Earth Federation. victory. This channel, that is, during the last battle at that time, Mars used as a forward base to invest in a counterattack.
Thousands of years have passed, the territory of mankind has already become unrecognizable, and Mars has also been reduced to a land of exile. Only this channel still retains its original name.
Here, it is the front line of the Fiji Allied forces to resist the attack of Sousse.
If the Sousse fleet wants to attack Mars in a big way, for their carriers, the Triumph Passage and another passage to the fourth leg of the main channel called Louis Corridor are their best choices. The two channels are like a Y-shape, jumping from galaxies with different main channels, and finally converging in the Ernst galaxy at two jump points from the planet Mars.
The defense line arranged by the 12th Fleet of Chakner and the Fleet B15 Fleet is located in the Ernst galaxy.
The line of defense was laid out long ago, and the fleet waited a long time for the arrival of the Sousse. Time and again speculation on the attack time of the Suss, but time and time again, this made the entire fleet look a little impetuous. Coupled with the inconsistency with the Feiyang Fleet, staying in space, waiting and suffering, it is really sad.
Stalling such an untrustworthy allied fleet, staying in this star field is a nightmare. Everyone just hopes that the Sos can come early, and everyone will do it hard!
When the time comes, let's take a look. The gang of grandchildren can do something!
After drinking coffee, the spirit is in a state of excitement, but the body is exhausted. Harlow crooked on the soft and wide air seat, closed his eyes to relax. In the ear, the life-support system and the environmental balance device are subtly chirping, and the electronic sound of the radar beeps every few seconds.
The air in the control room is filled with the aroma of coffee.
"Beep beep!" Two consecutive electronic sounds made Harlow bounce off the chair all at once.
"Sir!" Corporal Freckles quickly knocked on the keyboard to adjust the radar scan data, while the large Corporal tried to lock the abnormal signal source and set the directional radar scanning area.
Haro didn't have time to make a detour, rolled over, turned from the back of the chair to the front row, slammed the set button, and turned on the main engine starter.
Just as the hurried footsteps sounded on the walkway outside the control room. On the radar, a dense spot of light, like a calm lake, ushered in the first batch of rainstorms, and suddenly appeared.
Two destroyers, one cruiser, one destroyer, two battleships, and one battleship ... The eight rows of seats in the rectangular control room are already full from the rest cabin The crew arrived, reporting sounds, instrument sounds, one after another.
When the final radar scan data statistics were completed, Harlow and all his men were stunned. Four A-class fleets, two B-class fleets! Sousse, come out!
Looking at the dense dots of light on the screen, Harlow suddenly had a shocking spirit, the Suss fleet, already appeared in front of them, then, their former army .........
"The thruster is fully open, turn right 2600 ticks, at full speed!"
In the roar of Harlow, on the far-sighted screen, two Soss [Sword of Imperial Power] space fighters, already like ghosts, appeared in the shape of 15,000 kilometers away.

The game continued in a dull and strange atmosphere.
After Baz's World War I, everyone's interest was no longer placed on other genres. Now, the undercurrent between the Feiyan and the bandits has surpassed the competition itself.
There are not many senior pilots under the Feiyang staff. Not to mention, there is a third-level mech warrior Harriman and a first-level mech warrior Kilborn. Tailiu, and the third-level mech warrior Nakagawa Daiki.
The bandits only sent four mecha knights. The highest level is nothing more than the young master of the original Mirage, the first-level mecha knight Kozmo.
People will be eager to know what will be the end of the ring game.
They did not doubt it at all, and the Feiyang people used a more brutal determination in the subsequent duel. However, the more they do this, the more they want to see what the bandits will do.
The bandit army has given the Feiyang the first slap. Next, what would the fat man with his face covered with paper strips do? !
Is it right to close at the first sight, not to allow several young mecha knights to fight against the mecha of war, or will he use a stronger way to fight back against the arrogance of the Feiyang? !
The game continued, and the waves were unsurprising.
Long Tai, Infantry and Kozmo played in turn and defeated their opponents respectively. Unlike Baz, their opponents are not Mecha leaders but Mecha knights of similar levels.
The Feiyang people seem to have no meaning to embarrass them. Later, people even felt that the confrontation between Buzz and Parkinson was just a coincidence.
This feeling, until four o'clock in the afternoon, the birth of the top sixteen.
Round of 16 against the table.
Buzz, the third-level warrior Harriman against the lore.
Kozmo, the first-level mech warrior Kilborn.
Infantry, against Tailiu three-level mech warrior Nakagawa Dahui.
Long Tai, Joseph, the leader of the first-class mech.
In the stands, there was an uproar.
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