Counterfeit Hero

"Is this the true strength of the bandit army?!"

"Is this the true strength of the bandit army?" The silent command post was filled with only heavy snorts. The violent and bloody scene in front of them made all the Fei League officers dizzy. Everyone's heartbeats are getting faster and faster along with the blood lines that move as fast as waves in the endless Suss mecha formation on the plain!

Boom, boom, boom!

Everyone feels as if there are a hundred thousand war drums hidden in their chests, beating at the same time!

Although anyone with a little foresight can glimpse the future trend of high-end mechas and advanced mechas becoming kings from the development of mecha combat in recent years. However, when the bandit army of five hundred war gods started their bloody massacre along the highway, everyone still found it difficult to accept.

Bei Feng's black mechas have strangled the deepest part of the Western Armored Forces. The five hundred vehicles were divided into five centurions, blooming from the center and slashing in all directions. Explosions, screams, and the sound of steel clashing were endless. The bright red flames and the splashing fragments of flesh and blood formed an apocalyptic picture.

Rather than saying that this is a modern mecha war, it would be better to say that the five hundred vehicles running amok and harvesting lives with their swords in hand are the heavy cavalry that rushed into the civilian population in ancient times! Powerful and vulnerable, so intuitive.

The average hand speed of Sussian mecha warriors is only thirty moves. The understanding of combat has just changed from long-range strikes to close combat. How could he be the opponent of the bandit war god whose average hand speed exceeds 65 moves? !

Moreover, the bandit war god also needs to add the hand speed increase of mecha martial arts! We also have to count the overwhelming performance advantage of the twelfth-generation mecha against the eighth- and ninth-generation Suss standard mecha! Even their previous lack of combat experience had already been honed into practical and terrifying features through Fatty's teaching of combat skills and the many no-frills actual battles.

The killing methods taught by Fatty have always been the most effective and sinister. He has always placed the bandits directly under the special battalion and trained them as his own gold medal thugs.

In terms of tactical use and military literacy, the gods of war may not be as good as those veterans who are proficient in various weapons and have strong survivability and can perform tasks in various terrain conditions. But when it comes to massing and killing people, no matter how powerful the military's ace fighter is, he is just a kid in kindergarten in front of them.

The gap in strength determines the outcome of the battle from the beginning.

The fat man's order should be just one word: kill! This kind of head-on confrontation does not require any strategy at all, it is simply a collision of strength. If you hit an egg with a rock, even if there are ten million Seuss eggs in front of you, the end result will be just yolks all over the floor!

He ordered the two wings of the passage to be opened, and the bandit army had to fight this battle alone.

There are no time limits, no strategic missions, and no other friendly forces whose survival is at stake. He brought Five Hundred Sideways to a place less than five kilometers away from the Fifth Resource Highway, and left the rest to the Gods of War, who were already so skilled at crushing massacre that they could no longer improve their level.

As long as they are happy, they can use any means to kill the enemy in front of them. The more brutal and bloody the better.

Fatty has never been a soft-hearted person. The idea of ​​​​allowing the enemy to survive can only be thought of by bastards and bastards other than 250 and idiots.

Those who stand far away from the battlefield and make sarcastic remarks, if caught by him, will have only one ending, and that is to be sent to the battlefield to let the enemy test whether his anus is as beautiful as his mouth.

The horizontal performance was fully exploited by the gods of war's hand speed of more than 65 movements per second. The mecha's energy shield exceeds 7,200 units, which is nine times that of the ordinary ninth-generation Suss mecha. The power generated by the engine power and transmission system of the miniature battleship version is four times that of the eleventh-generation long sword, and the instantaneous speed is also four times higher.

This means that in front of Seuss's robots, these black devil mechas have become a group of unbeatable ghosts, irresistible butchers, and killers who wantonly kill.

Amidst the torrential energy cannons, the five hundred horizontal energy shields were always a faint blue light. Even if they occasionally get close and fire, the Seuss fighters who try to die together can only watch helplessly as the opponent's energy shield flashes and becomes silent. In the next second, these Suss mecha warriors will turn into a spray of blood mist under the rampant iron fists.

With rampant force. It only takes one punch to smash a ninth-generation Sussian mecha into exploding pieces.

The armor strength of the ninth-generation mecha was simply unable to withstand rampant attacks. The speed of the mecha and the control level of the Seuss Mechs themselves were not enough to allow them to avoid the rampant fists. In front of these black devils, they are not so much warriors in a life-and-death duel, but more like little lolita acting cruelly in front of the heavyweight boxing champion.

"Fuck your mother's advice."

In the chaotic armored cluster, several Suss mechas that had just surrounded them heard the yelling and cursing sounds of a vehicle no more than fifty meters away in front of them. Before they could rush forward, they saw a Sussian maniac grabbing the fist of a rampaging car, flying up and kicking the opponent's cockpit.

The simple and heavy Seuss mecha turned into a light rag doll in this mystery. Because his arm was still held in Hengxing's hand, the body that had received the fatal blow was kicked off the ground, his head and feet flipping upside down in the air.

Hengxing let go and turned around. The black body like a devil's muscular man spun around in the air like lightning, and his right leg was whipped out like a whip.

The shadow of the leg passed by, and with a loud bang, the Seussian madman who had not yet landed was thrown out like a fired cannonball. After knocking over three Seuss mechas one after another, they crashed to the ground, slid again, scraped a trench with flying dirt on the ground, and tripped the first Seuss mecha that was unable to retract its legs due to the water. Only then did the pilot in the cockpit stop. He had already turned into a ball of rotten flesh embedded in the deep broken metal. The thick and strong body of the mecha was also hit by the fierce spinning kick. It turned into a pile of junk. As the flames curled up, a huge flame rose into the sky behind Katana, and the shock wave of the explosion shook the surrounding Suss mechas.

If the experience of this companion who was driving the Madman mecha made the Seuss fighter who had just come up feel a chill in his heart. Then, what happened to another heavy mecha not far away made them unable to believe their eyes.

At the same time as the Madman mecha exploded, a Rampage like a rhinoceros crashed into the arms of a Sussich Polar Bear, a heavy mecha.

A single mecha hitting a heavy mecha is an act of seeking death in anyone's eyes. Regardless of the ferocious firepower of the heavy mecha with almost no pauses or gaps, the weight and armor thickness of the mecha alone are beyond the comparison of individual mechas. However, this collision directly overturned the common sense of the Suss soldiers. .

I saw Hengxing crashing into the arms of the heavy mecha. The energy shield only turned slightly red. Several energy barrels of the beast-shaped heavy mecha were bent and misfired at the same time. The body weighing one hundred and twenty tons was knocked backwards one after another. Before it could stabilize its body, the black devil clinging to his chest had already torn open his armor with its sharp claws. Whoosh whoosh! Three missiles flew out from the horizontal shoulders and penetrated directly into the body of the polar bear.

This crazy attack frightened the surrounding Susi people who were trying to rescue.

They only had time to pull the joystick to control the mecha to turn or reverse when they heard a deafening bang. After the dazzling white light, a huge mushroom cloud rushed into the sky. In the blazing flames, the black figure turned towards him was like Satan in hell.

The flames were rising, black smoke was billowing upwards, and a Suss mecha flew up from behind the exploding heavy mecha.

That was the masterpiece of the other two rampaging behind. The Suss individual mecha was thrown high into the air and cut into two pieces with an axe. Before the wreckage could land, two rampaging vehicles armed with ion light axes had already rushed into another group of Suss mechas. The neck that was thicker than the head and the terrifying black inverted triangle body looked extremely ferocious amid the screams.

This scene, as the tactics of attacking from all sides blossomed in the center of the bandit army, gradually expanded to every corner of the Suss armored group. View from the air. A bloody hell flower bloomed in the Suss mecha group.

The Suss armored group that was advancing at high speed fell into chaos. As soon as the mecha in front approached the bandits' array, it became tofu under the electric drill and was instantly shattered into slag. The soldiers behind were so frightened that they stopped moving even a long way away. The team further behind was blocked and had to slow down to evade.

Some of the outer Sussian armored units began to move further away, and the mechas on the road began to jump to both sides of the land base. Chaos and fear spread rapidly to the surroundings along with the flying limbs, flesh, flesh and steel fragments.

The bandit war gods who lost their temper completely fell into the rhythm of killing. No forgiveness, no mercy, not even the need for reason. The loss of the first division's special battalion made every bandit pilot red-eyed. Those were not only their comrades, but also their friends, relatives, and two of them were even brothers!

This battle has no bearing on victory or defeat. Totally and completely revenge!

The two armored divisions of the bandit army are preparing to go out on both sides of the Fifth Resource Highway. Their prey is not only these defeated troops, but also the enemies who come for reinforcements! This is a blood-flowing feast, and every bandit soldier has raised his knife and fork, waiting for the sumptuous food to be served to the table.

Hatred is far stronger than hunger! The only thing they want to do now is to eat the enemies in front of them alive!

Five hundred vehicles were running rampant, and after spreading to all directions, they immediately split. The hundred-man formation was divided into two, and every fifty mechas formed an attack arrow to attack deeper. Four of the arrows, along. The island highway slashed at Suss's command cluster at the rear, while the other six spread to the left and right, bringing chaos to the two wings of the Suss cluster.

This change of formation doubled the killing efficiency of the bandit army. For a while, the Sous soldiers following behind could only see clusters of mushroom clouds spreading like red carpets, and the explosions became more intensive. Along the plain to the east, there are scenes of panic and chaos everywhere.

For this kind of strangulation in a cluster, the bandit war gods have a whole set of skillful and practical routines. Instead of burying their heads in a fierce attack, they would first penetrate into the center of the enemy's array and then spread out on all sides. They are like hooks with sharp barbs, grabbing the enemy tightly and controlling the rhythm in their own hands.

If the enemy is fast, they are also fast; if the enemy is slow, they are also slow. The enemies are scattered, they attack in four directions, the enemies gather together to besiege, and they recover. In short, they are like an alien parasitic on the opponent in the movie, using their tentacles to drill along the muscles and blood vessels of the prey, bit by bit but Cutting at lightning speed.

This tactic was evolved by Fatty based on guerrilla tactics. Different from guerrilla tactics, the overwhelming strength of the bandits does not require a tactical retreat. What they need is just the efficiency of massacre! When the enemy huddles together to form a circular defensive formation or a huge armored cluster, if you want to take advantage of the bandit army's individual combat effectiveness, you must cut it apart. Precise cutting can not only turn enemies hiding in the formation into attack targets. At the same time, it can also geometrically reduce the power of the enemy's formation.

More importantly, the bandits are fighting

Xin Lei will no longer waste fighting because of the narrow attack surface. The five attack arrows have become ten, and soon, they will become twenty. The enemy in front of them often changes from a regiment to a battalion, and then from a battalion to a company without realizing it. The more the enemy is cut, the faster they will be divided, and the higher the killing efficiency will be.

Turning off the communicator and isolating the panicked Langman's voice from his ears, Reinhardt kept an eye on Fatty again. The Arbitrator's fierce killing moves never leave Fatty's vitals.

"It's unbelievable that a piece of trash like you can reach this stage!" Reinhardt made a sudden dash, his body appeared like a ghost on the left side of the fat man, and he punched out.

"You are the rubbish! Your whole family is rubbish." The fat man scrambled and tried his best to seal Reinhardt's iron fist. Logic was knocked back more than ten meters, and several white grooves were scraped out of the hard ground by the sharp anti-skid teeth.

Reinhardt sneered, the mecha stepped forward, twisted its waist, lowered its shoulders, and swung its dark arm. A whip-like snapping sound was heard from the transmission rod and joints, and the air was suddenly blasted by the fist, so fast that the shadow was not even visible. The only sound that hit the fat man's head was the screaming wind.

"I heard that the Leray Federation was beaten so badly that even the president committed suicide. It's a miracle that people like you can still be alive." Reinhardt's voice was as cold as a poisonous snake, and he said fiercely, "Go to hell now!" "

"Boom!" The fat man took a few steps back again! Reinhardt's speed has exceeded his limit.

"Ha ha ha ha". Reinhard's laughter was indescribably harsh, and the judge followed him closely, following him again. The mecha's whole body seemed to be squeezed by something. It shrank suddenly, and then stretched out with a bang. A side leg went straight to the fat man's left waist with a deafening explosion.

This leg is almost at its peak. Although Reinhardt has not systematically practiced mecha martial arts, Fatty can tell from the Arbitrator's technique of shrinking first and then exploding, using the power of the body to explode and stretch out his legs, that Reinhardt has standardized the control of mechas. His movements were practiced to the extreme. Moreover, he has also been exposed to folk mecha martial arts and absorbed a lot of essence from it. .

After all, with the power of the Binart Empire, it is not difficult to win over several factions. You know, in addition to Mars Freeport, there are four other freeports. Especially on Earth, the foundation of mecha martial arts is deeper than Mars!

With a backhand move, Tai Chi seemed to be closed, Logic shook his hands, and attached them to the judge's legs. His arms were like springs, compressed until they were close to the limit of the body, and then the speed and strength of this leg were resolved.

"Being Bonnie's mistress, Reinhardt has some skills," he said with a vicious smile, "But, do you think you can still beat me now?" "

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The rapid jingling of gold and iron sounded again, and Reinhardt instantly struck out with eight punches and six kicks. The Judge rushed through the air, and his fists and feet danced like meteors, leaving several afterimages, like a black Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.

The fat man retreated while blocking Reinhardt's attacks one by one.

The two mechas advanced and retreated as fast as flying arrows. The huge roar of the engine and the irregular light and dark of the ion jet of the auxiliary thruster made the two black figures look like two ghosts traveling quickly.

"You bastard! Not much culture, but lots of bullshit!"

After parrying Reinhardt's flying leg, the fat man spat fiercely. His left hand controlled the universal joystick to instantly change six gears, and his right hand spread a phantom on the virtual keyboard. Logic paused, the engine emitted a piercing scream from low to high, the auxiliary thruster suddenly turned on, the body rose from the ground, and his legs kicked out in succession.

"Come down!!" Reinhardt's voice exploded in a series of jingling sounds of gold and iron. The Judge waved his hands continuously, faster and faster, first blocking, and then catching up with the speed of the fat man's legs, changing from blocking to grabbing, trying to catch the fat man.

This time he was about to be caught for sure. The fat man, who had nowhere to bear the force in the air, was almost certain to die.

"Get off you!" The fat man laughed ferociously, and the magnetometer was activated instantly, and a terrifying invisible force suddenly expanded.

Reinhard only felt the mecha's arm being pushed hard, and the middle door opened wide. The fat man kicked the judge's chest hard and threw him backwards.

At the same time, the fat man used his strength to turn around and shoot out. With his backhand, he grabbed the mechanical leg of an unprepared Judge and swung it.

Reinhard did a somersault in the air, and just barely managed to maintain his balance when he landed, he saw the fat man rushing towards him with an Adjudicator. His expression suddenly changed. The Adjudicator was known for his speed, and it was impossible for him to withstand the attack of a mecha weighing dozens of tons. Fighting for strength, there is no such thing as a rampant opponent.

"Hoo!" the ground screamed, and the fat man grabbed the adjudicator and smashed it down on Reinhard's head. The huge mecha blocked all of Reinhardt's attack lines.

Reinhard backed away in shock, barely avoiding the huge weapon in the fat man's hand. There was a loud noise, rubble on the ground flew everywhere, and the Judge fell to the ground, like a mountain falling apart.

Before Reinhard could recover from the shock of the huge power of the broken mecha, the fat man turned the deformed mecha in his hand into a windmill and rushed towards him again.

"Don't run!" The fat man had the upper hand and was very happy.

The mecha swung it wildly.

boom! boom! boom! There was a deafening bang. Through the Skynet picture, it was transmitted to the headquarters hall of Phoenix City.

Looking at the fat man who picked up the mecha and chased after the enemy, everyone's eyes widened.

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