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"Target locked! Tactical control options: 1. Counterattack, 2. Mark."

"It is indeed a product of Tulip! It has not been used for at least sixty years, but the tactical control module is still usable."

Oscar chose the mark without hesitation. Although the counterattack could defeat the enemy with one blow, the clue was broken. If it was an impulsive act, it would be fine. If it was premeditated and prepared, then wouldn't he even know who was scheming?

He doesn't even know.

"Are you kidding me? Why can his mecha move?"

A laser was fired from the laser on the mecha's shoulder, igniting the grass where the shooter was hiding.

If the old-fashioned laser does not continuously irradiate, it will at most have the damage of a lighter flame and basically cannot kill anyone, but it is more than enough to mark the enemy's position.

"Attack!" Following Oscar's operation, the mecha ran towards the marked position at high speed like Unit 1 running wildly to attack.

The electronic modules of early mechas were not yet perfect, so they used a purely mechanical balancing system, which relied on complex mechanical structures to maintain the balance and operation of the body. This required extremely high processing accuracy, and only micron-level processing accuracy could be achieved.

This is almost impossible for a civilization that has just created the industrial revolution. It is impossible for a group of workers using internal combustion engines to build machine tools with such high precision in a short time.

But Chengying took a shortcut technical route at the beginning, using the soul guide's ultra-high-precision stamping technology to stamp high-precision machine tools, which reversely promoted the development of mechanical technology, resulting in the early Tulip's mecha being unscientific and insanely accurate.

But there is no complete CNC system.

But this just gives Tulip Early's mecha an industrial aesthetic. The interlocking parts are cleverly combined, and the hydraulic rods squirm like tight muscles, providing strong power for the mecha.

, closely combining power and beauty.

The flying mecha is like the best athlete, with simple and powerful movements. The gravel is splashed under the metal soles, and the acceleration caused by inertia is proportionally reduced, making this scene look like slow motion, making it even more shocking.

After the soul power disappeared, no one had seen such a powerful scene for a long time. The rifle in the sniper's hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Purely mechanically powered mecha!" Compared to the rigid tactical control module, the mechanical structure of the mecha is like a work of art. Even among Tulip's mechas, this one is extraordinary because this one is used for imaging.

The pinnacle work created by tens of thousands of limited prayer spells, the mechanical power has almost been optimized to the point where there is no room for optimization.

Back then, they even toured major spirit fighting arenas. The mecha, which had not yet been optimized to a complete form, could fight against the Soul Saint without losing. It was a good thing that everyone knew at the time, but Oscar and the others were too young, so they did not lose.

People recognize this antique.

In this era where soul masters are rare, the power of this antique is beyond Oscar's imagination. Only after entering the cockpit did he realize that the thing in front of him was controlled by body movements. The feeling was no different from controlling his own body.

, and can even enhance the driver's athletic ability, as if he has really become infinitely stronger, and has a 2.5-meter steel body with various weapons.

Oscar's lightning ripped apart the cornfield in the blink of an eye and caught the sniper.

At this time, the sniper was scared to death. He couldn't defeat a mecha of this level before its soul power collapsed, let alone now. For the alloy armor of this thing with a layer of 50 mm upwards, he couldn't defeat it.

The weapon in his hand is no different from the fire stick.

"Spare...spare my life!"

"Huh? Aren't you going to kill me?" Oscar threw the sniper on the ground: "Where are your accomplices? Tell them to come out! Otherwise I will find them out myself."

The six-barreled Vulcan cannon on the mecha's arm rotated slowly, and the sonorous sound of bullets being loaded made people's scalp numb.

No one would doubt that the metal ejected from the black muzzle could smash his mortal skull into pieces.

"He...they are all in the third room over there! They are all there! Please forgive me, sir!" The sniper sold out his accomplices without hesitation.

"Haha!" Oscar threw him to the ground, knocked him unconscious, and then quickly drove to the pointed hiding place. In the room, a group of people saw this scene and ran away in a hurry. If they didn't run now, were they waiting to die?

However, there was no way they could outrun the mechas. Their long legs of 1.5 meters could run much faster than them, and there were propellers behind them. They ran like flying, even if they could sneak away, they couldn't make it in time.

Anesthesia needles were shot out one after another, hitting their bodies without missing a beat, and everyone fell to the ground with a sound.

Oscar dragged these people together and looked at the twenty-three people lying in a row. He also looked at the cornfields around him that were not seriously damaged, and he felt something in his heart.

"Relying on the legacy of tulips, after all, there is a limit. It took less than a hundred years for tulips to get to where they are today. Should I repeat the path of my predecessors and not even be able to revive civilization in a hundred years?" Oscar watching

Looking at the twenty-three people on the ground, he fell into deep thought. He was not a person with lofty ambitions, nor did he believe that with great ability came great responsibilities. However, watching his motherland slipping into the abyss step by step, he always felt uneasy.

Ping, I can’t say he is enlightened, but he just wants to do something, at least he still has the ability to do something.

…

"Revival of civilization? Are you kidding me?" The sniper just tapped his thigh with the corn he had just broken off, and looked at Oscar with a crazy look.

"No? What's the loss to you? You know, even if I kill you, it won't be an exaggeration. I just want to try. There is no reason why we can't do what Tulip can do. The things in front of us are

There is just a field with no end in sight. Is there any better start for farming than this?

Back then, the Tulip Duke was able to start a business from scratch in Tiandou City with the two hundred gold coins he snatched from the robbers. Our conditions have become many times stronger. Are we just going to sit back and watch the decline of civilization?

We have received compulsory education for so long, and have learned so much knowledge for life. Are you willing to let all this rot in your minds and become the swan song of history?

It’s just a matter of re-walking the path of our ancestors, it’s just a matter of re-igniting the steel furnace and wielding the farm tools again. With hard work and sweat, the road ahead can be paved with sickles and hammers. What do we have to be afraid of!”

…

"Revival of civilization? Are you kidding?" In the ruins of the military camp, the soldiers looked at Montoya, whose face was covered with dust, with incredible expressions on their faces.

…

"Revival of civilization?!"

Under the withered giant tree of life, Ditian, who had transformed into the form of a giant dragon again, glanced at the many soul beasts that had transformed into prototypes: "How dare you!"

…

In the Star Luo Empire, Luo Yan covered his blind Sharingan and stared at the red and dazzling iron block with his only remaining eye: "Revival of civilization!"

Under the hammer, sparks fly!

…

A single spark can start a prairie fire!

[To be continued]

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