Chapter 717: Continue to slaughter

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"Is this the real strength of the bandit army ?!"
The silent command of the raven only left a heavy snuff, and the scene in front of him made all Fiji officers dizzy. Everyone's heartbeat is getting faster and faster with the bloodlines that are moving like waves of waves in the endless Sos Mech array on the plain!
Boom Boom Boom Boom!
Everyone feels like a hundred thousand war drums are hidden in their chests, at the same time throbbing at the same time!
Although people with a little vision can see from the development of mecha combat in recent years, the future trend of high-end mecha and high-level mechs. However, when the gangs of five hundred gods of war started their massacre along the D88 road, everyone still found it difficult to accept.
The black mechs of the charge have been strangled to the deepest of the armored forces of the West Rio. Five hundred vehicles ran into five hundred personnel teams. The sound of explosions screamed and steel clashes were heard. The bright red flames and splattered flesh and blood constituted a picture of the last days.
Rather than saying that this is a modern mech warfare, it is better to say that the five hundred vehicles that stalk the sword and harvest life are rampant heavy cavalry who stormed the civilian population in ancient times!
Powerful and fragile, so intuitive.
The average hand speed of the Sus Mech Warrior is only 30 movements, and the understanding of combat has just changed from long-range strike to close combat. How could it be an opponent of a bandit warlord with an average hand speed of more than 65 moves? !
Moreover, the bandit warlord has to add the hand speed increase of mecha martial arts! It has to be counted as the performance advantage of the 12th-generation mecha against the 8th-generation and 9th-generation Sousse standard mecha! Even if they had the most lacking combat experience in the past, they had been practically and horrificly trained in the teaching of fat man's combat skills and timeless combat.
The killing methods taught by fat men have always been the most effective and blackest. He has been training the bandits directly under the special battalion as his gold medalist.
Talking about the use of tactics and military literacy, the God of War may not be as good as those veterans who are proficient in various weapons and have strong survivability and can perform tasks under various terrain conditions. In front of them, the military ace pilot was just a kindergarten kid.
The gap in strength was doomed from the beginning.
The fat man's order is simply one word-kill! This kind of head-to-head confrontation doesn't need any strategy at all, it is just a collision of strength. Smashing the eggs with stones, even if there are 10 million of these Sousse eggs in front of you, the final ending is just a egg yolk!
He ordered the opening of the two-wing channel, and the bandit army would fight this battle alone.
There is no time limit, there are no strategic tasks, and there are no other friendly forces to contain or survive. He took five hundred rampages to the D88 road less than five kilometers away from the Fifth Resource Road, and the rest was left to the God of War who had mastered the crushing slaughter and could no longer improve his level.
As long as they are happy, they can kill the enemy in front by any means. The more cruel the bloodier the better.
Fat people have never been softhearted. Silly, let ’s just give the enemy a way to live, except for the two hundred and five, and it ’s the hybrid of the king and the bitch. Those who stood in a place far away from the battlefield and said cool words were caught by him, and there was only one ending. That was to send them to the battlefield and let the enemy test whether his chrysanthemum was as beautiful as his mouth.
The rampant performance was fully exerted by the gods of war with a hand speed of more than 65 per second. The mecha has an energy shield of more than 7,200 units, which is nine times that of the ordinary nine-generation Sousse mecha. The engine power of the miniature battleship version and the power generated by the transmission system are four times that of the eleventh generation long knife, and the instantaneous speed is also four times.
This means that in front of Sossus, these black devil mechs became a group of ghosts that could not be killed, butchers who couldn't resist, and gangsters who wanted to hack.
In the storm-like energy cannon, the 500-height energy shield is always a faint blue light. Even the occasional Sousse sergeant who approached the fire and tried to die together, could only watch the opponent's energy shield flash, and it became silent. The next second, these Sousse Mech Warriors, under the rampant iron fist, turned into a spray of blood mist.
With the power of rampage, it takes only one punch to smash a nine-generation Sousse mech into bursting fragments.
The armor strength of the ninth-generation mecha can't withstand rampant attacks at all. The speed of the mechs and the level of control of the Souse sergeant are not enough for them to avoid running fists. In front of these black demons, they are not so much a life-and-death warrior, but rather a little loli standing in front of the heavyweight champion.
"Fuck you Niang Lat!"
In the chaotic armored cluster, several Sousse mechas that had just surrounded them heard a swearing voice in front of them, but only 50 meters away. Before they rushed up, they saw this rampant backhand grabbing the fist of a Sus madman and flew to kick in the cockpit of the other party.
The simple and heavy Soss mecha turned into a flirty rag doll at this moment. Because the arm was still held in the rampant hand, the body that was fatally hit was kicked off the ground, and his head and feet fell upside down.
Let go sideways and turn around. The black body of the devil's flesh and muscles, spinning around in the air like lightning, his right leg pulled out like a whip.
The shadows of the legs passed, and there was a loud noise, and the Sus Madman who had not landed just like a cannonball, and slammed straight out. After hitting three Sousse mechas successively, it fell to the ground and then glided, scraping a trench over the ground and tripping the fourth Sousse mecha that was too late to close the leg Down.
The sergeant in the cockpit has already turned into a mass of rotten meat embedded in deep and cracked metal, and the thick and strong armor body has also become a pile under the fierce spin kick Broken copper and iron. As the flame licked the roll, a moment later, a huge flame rose into the sky, and the shock wave of the explosion shocked the surrounding Sous Mecha.
If the experience of this companion driving a madman's armor mecha makes the Sousse pilot who has just come to the top chill. Well, the encounter of another heavy mecha not far away made them unbelievable.
At the same time that the madman's mech exploded, a rampage-like head hit the arms of a Sousse [Polar Bear] heavy mech.
A single-armed mech, hitting a heavy mech, is a deadly act for anyone. Regardless of the fierce firepower of the heavy armor, which has almost no pauses and gaps, the weight and armor thickness of the armor are not comparable to the individual armor. However, this collision directly subverted the common sense of the Sousse warriors.
I saw that the energy shield was only slightly red when I bumped into the arms of the heavy mech. The energy cannon tubes of the beast-type heavy mech were bent at the same time, and the body weighed 120 tons. Was hit backwards one after another. Before waiting for it to stabilize its shape, the black devil attached to his chest had ripped his armor with his claws. Swish swish! The three missiles flew out of the shoulders and ran directly into the body of [Polar Bear].
This crazy attack made the Soss around the world trying to rescue. They only had time to pull the joystick to control the armor to turn or rewind, and they heard a deafening loud noise. After the dazzling white light, a huge mushroom cloud washed up into the sky. In the blazing flames, the black figure turned to himself like Satan in hell.
The flames were rising, the black smoke rolled up, and a Sousse mech flew up from behind the exploding heavy mech.
Those are the other two masterpieces running behind. The Soss single-handed mech that was thrown up high was cut into two parts by an axe in the air. Without waiting for the wreckage to land, the two vehicles carrying the ionized light axe rushed into another team of Sousse mechas. The neck, which was thicker than the head, the horrible black inverted triangle body, looked awful in a scream.
In this scene, with the tactics of the central bandit attacking from all sides, it gradually expanded to every corner of the Sousse armor cluster. Seen from the air, a flower was blooming in the mecha group of Sousse.
The Sousse armored cluster that is advancing at high speed has fallen into chaos. As soon as the mech in front approached the bandit array, it became tofu under an electric drill, which was instantly crushed into slag. The soldiers at the back were all split-hearted and hesitated across the distance, and the troops behind were blocked and could only slow down to avoid.
Some peripheral Sousse armored forces began to move farther away, and the armor on the D88 road began to jump towards both sides of the ground. Chaos and fear spread rapidly around the body with flesh and blood and steel fragments.
The bandits and war gods who had sent their tempers completely fell into the rhythm of killing. There is no forgiveness, no mercy, or even reason. The loss of a division's special battalion made every robber sergeant red eyes. That's not just their comrades-in-arms, but also their friends, relatives, and even two brothers!
This battle has nothing to do with victory or defeat. Complete and complete revenge!
The two armored divisions of the bandits are preparing to launch on both sides of the Fifth Resource Highway. Their prey, not only these defeated troops, but also enemies who came to reinforce! This is a feast. Every bandit soldier has raised his knife and fork, waiting for the rich food to be served on the table.
Hatred is far stronger than hunger! The only thing they want to do now is to swallow the enemy in front of them!
Five hundred vehicles ran rampant, and after spreading all around, there was a split immediately. The Hundred Formation is divided into two, and every 50 mechs form an attack arrow to attack deeper. Four of the arrows, along the D88 road, were hacked to the command cluster at the rear of Sousse. The other six arrows spread left and right, bringing chaos to the two wings of the Sousse cluster.
This change has doubled the killing efficiency of bandits. For a period of time, the Sousse warriors who followed were only able to see a cloud of mushrooms spread like a red carpet, and the sound of explosions became denser. Along the eastward plain of D88, there were scenes of chaos everywhere.
For the strangulation in this cluster, the bandits and gods of war have a set of skilled and practical routines. Instead of slamming their heads, they interspersed into the center of the enemy's array first, and then blossomed on all sides. They are like a hook with sharp barbs, grabbing the enemy, and controlling the rhythm in their own hands.
Enemies are fast, they are fast, enemies are slow, they are also slow. The enemies are scattered, they attack on all fours, the enemies gather and siege, and they recover ... In short, they are like aliens parasitic on the opponent in a movie, using their tentacles to follow the veins of the prey Drill in, cutting a little bit at a fast speed.
This tactic was developed by fat men based on guerrilla tactics. Unlike guerrilla tactics, the overwhelming strength of bandits does not require tactical retreat, they only need the efficiency of slaughter!
When the enemy is held in a group to form a circular defensive formation, or a large armored group, if you want to take advantage of the individual combat effectiveness of the bandit, you must cut it. Precise cutting can not only turn all the enemies hiding in the formation into targets of attack. At the same time, it also allows the enemy's formation power to drop geometrically.
More importantly, in the early stages of the battle, the bandits will not waste their fighting power because of the narrow attack surface.
The five attack arrows have become ten, and in a short time, they will become twenty. The enemies in front of them often change from a regiment to a battalion, and then from a battalion to a company. The smaller the enemy is cut, the faster their division and the higher the slaughter efficiency. .
Turning off the communicator, the sound of Langman, who was already in panic, was isolated from his ear, and Rhinehart stared at the fat man again. The arbiter's fierce killing tricks, the tricks are inseparable from the fat man.
"It's hard to believe that you can get to this step of like that!" Rheinhardt burst into a broken line, and his body appeared on the left side of the fat man like a ghost, punching out.
"You are rubbish! Your whole family is rubbish." The fat man was in a hurry and desperately blocked the iron fist of Reinhardt. The logic was shocked for more than ten meters, and the hard ground was scratched by sharp anti-slip teeth.
Reinhardt sneered, the mech stepped forward, twisted his waist, dropped his shoulders, and the black arm suddenly flicked, only listening to the transmission rod and joints made a whip-like crisp sound, the fist suddenly burst into the air, almost even the shadow Invisible. Only the screaming wind sounded against the fat man's head.
"The Lerei Federation heard that it was a terrible fight, and even the president committed suicide. It's a miracle that a person like you is alive." Rheinhardt's voice was as cold as a viper, and said fiercely, "Go die now Right! "
"Boom!" The fat man stepped back again! Reinhardt's speed has exceeded his limit.
"Hahahaha!" Reinhardt laughter, the unspeakable harshness, the adjudicator followed suit, and posted it again. The whole body of the mech, as if squeezed by something, suddenly shrank, then slammed out again, a leg, and went straight to the fat man's left waist in the deafening burst.
This leg is almost at its extreme. Although Reinhardt does not systematically practice mechatronics, but Fatty Light can be seen from the arbiter ’s skill of shrinking and then exploding, using his body to explode the strength of his legs, and Rheinhardt has regulated mecha control. The movements have reached the extreme. Moreover, he has also been in contact with civil mechatronic martial arts, and has learned a lot from it.
After all, with the power of the Binalt Empire, it is not difficult to attract several schools. You know, in addition to Mars Freeport, there are four other freeports. Especially for the earth, the mechatronics is deeper than Mars!
The backhand stroke of Tai Chi seemed to be closed, the logical hands shook, and attached to the leg of the arbiter. The arms were compressed like springs until they were close to the limit of the body before the speed and strength of the leg were resolved.
"Being able to be Bonnie's concubine is always a bit of a skill." Reinhardt smiled viciously. "However, do you think you can still win me now?"
"Boom!"
The rushing gold-iron symphony sounded again, and Reinhardt instantly hit eight fists and six legs. The adjudicator broke through the sky, and a few stray images of meteor-like fists and feet danced like a black thousand-handed Guanyin.
The fat man retreated while blocking the attacks of Reinhardt one by one.
The two mechs advance and retreat one by one, as fast as a fly. The huge roar of the engine and the irregular thrust of the ion jet of the auxiliary thruster made the two black shadows look like two ghosts wandering fast.
"Dog mongrel! Not much culture and fart talk!"
Blocking Rheinhardt's volley, the fat man slobbed hard. The left hand controlled the universal joystick to instantly change six gears, and the right hand spattered a phantom on the virtual keyboard. At the next logical foot, the engine shrieked from low to high, the auxiliary thruster suddenly lit up, the body rose up, and the legs were kicked out.
"Come down !!" Rheinhardt's voice exploded in a series of symphony of gold and iron. The adjudicator waved his hands faster and faster, first blocking, then catching up with the speed at which the fat man was out of the leg, changing the gear to catch, and grabbing the fat man.
This is about to be captured, the fat man in the air, nowhere to be stressed, will almost certainly die.
"Fuck your mother!" The fat man grinned, and the magnetometer started instantly, and a terrible invisible force suddenly spread out.
Reinhardt only felt that the mech arm was pushed hard, the middle door was wide open, and the fat man kicked the judge's chest with a foot, and fell out. At the same time, the fat man took advantage of his back to shoot out, grabbed his backhand, grabbed the mechanical leg of an unpredictable adjudicator, and started up.
Reinhardt flipped in the air, and just barely kept his balance on the ground, he saw the fat man swooping at himself with a judge. His face suddenly changed. The adjudicator is known for his speed, and it is impossible to withstand the smashing of an armor weighing tens of tons. Fighting for strength is simply not a rampant opponent.
"Hoo!" There was a scream, and the fat man lifted the adjudicator to Rheinhardt and knocked it down. The huge mech has sealed all the attack lines of Reinhardt.
Reinhardt stunned and retreated, evading the huge weapon in the hands of the fat man. With only a loud noise, the ground rubble flew, and the arbiter smashed the ground like a landslide.
Before waiting for Reinhardt to recover from the shock of the huge power of the broken armor, the fat man danced the deformed armor into a windmill and swooped in again.
"Don't run!" The fat man gained the upper hand and exulted.
The mech shoved.
boom! boom! boom! A loud deafening loud noise was transmitted to the Phoenix Command Hall through the Skynet screen.
Everyone looked straight at the fat man who raised the mech and followed the enemy.
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