King’s Landing

From the perspective of the mecha in his mind, "Looking at" the poor army on the opposite side, Jun Yuyan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Unexpectedly, there were only less than one battalion of troops left here.

I really don't know if this is because they underestimate the enemy, or simply because the Commander is stupid.

However, the soldiers of the Federation are soldiers after all.

The voice of the mecha master who spoke on the public channel was not afraid, and there was no sense of panic in a desperate situation. Instead, he was very calm. The words he said were transmitted through the built-in translator inside the mecha:

"To actually send a whole regiment of troops, I really look down on us."

Jun Yuyan's eyes narrowed, his eyes were indifferent, and there was a faint smile in his voice: "I don't dare to do it. I think your Excellency should also know that the outcome of this battle is already certain, it is better for you to surrender directly, everyone also It can reduce casualties.”

Jun Yuyan's voice fell, and someone in the regiment shouted directly on the public frequency with a sarcastic tone: "That's right, we treat the prisoners kindly, you might as well just admit defeat and surrender!"

The person on the other side didn't show any signs of anger, and still maintained the attitude just now, calm but not murderous: "Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!"

The voice fell, and as he beckoned, all the mecha masters behind him rushed over.

And the person who had been talking to Jun Yuyan just now rushed straight in Jun Yuyan's direction.

In order to let other people not need to support him in the communicator, a faint smile appeared on Jun Yuyan's mouth: "Yes, I appreciate you very much."

After speaking, she also held up her cracked chime and rushed towards the other party.

The two mechas moved at the highest speed, and when they collided with each other, they made an extremely loud noise, and the strength of the force made the metal shell of the mecha tremble.

And the place where the swords in the hands of the two collided was particularly severe. After a crisp and loud sound, it was a continuous sound of fighting.

"Dang dang dang dang dang dang dang!"

In just ten seconds, the two had already fought dozens of tricks in a row.

It seems that the two are comparable, but only Jun Yuyan knows that she is not feeling very well now.

Although she seems to be able to cope with the opponent's attack now, and even occasionally return it a few times, in fact, the wear and tear of her mecha is rapidly increasing.

What's more terrifying is that she has now exerted all her strength.

In previous battles, Jun Yuyan rarely used all his strength as soon as he came up.

But this time, when she rushed over, the sense of danger from her keen fighting instinct made her give up the idea of ​​retaining her strength a moment before the fight, and instead used her full strength directly.

But it is impossible for a mechanic to keep fighting at full strength all the time. It was only after more than ten seconds that Jun Yuyan's face turned pale, and sweat began to appear on his forehead. .

Jun Yuyan's subordinates kept moving, quickly flipping over the keyboard, almost an afterimage appeared, but his brows were tightly knit together.

There is no other reason, she can feel it somewhere, the person opposite seems to have not used all their strength, but looks like they are doing it with ease.

And at this time, Jun Yuyan finally confirmed something in his heart...

The guy on the opposite side is a saint mecha master!

Now Jun Yuyan is already a standard five-star mecha, and under the training of Instructor Leng, the accuracy and hand speed of her operation are much higher than the standard five-star mecha.

The only one who can make her have to use her full strength to deal with it, and even have room for herself, can only be the saint mecha master.

Jun Yuyan couldn't help but let out a wry smile, if it wasn't for the fact that all five of their mechas had been tinkered with by Lou Lieqing many times, adding or subtracting a lot of things, the quality would have been comparable to that of the saint. The grade mecha is almost the same, she is afraid that the mecha will be scrapped directly because she can't bear it when she just fights with the opponent.

Rao is so, after all, it is not a regular saint mecha, and the consumption of Jun Yuyan's mecha is still rising at an exceptionally alarming rate.

Gritting his teeth, Jun Yuyan not only didn't feel scared or wanted to retreat under this huge pressure, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

This is the feeling, this feeling of meeting the absolute powerhouse.

When I was in the mecha group before, I had not discussed with the mecha masters in the group who had reached the level of saints and even emperors.

Only when you truly feel the sense of crisis that your life is hanging by a thread in actual combat can you force yourself to break through.

On the contrary, the mecha master on the opposite side became more and more frightened. It was obvious that the guy on the opposite side was only a five-star mecha master, but for some reason it gave him a feeling of oppression, and even seemed to be getting more and more powerful.

In addition, the knife in this guy's hand is so heavy for some reason, and the strength of the attack exceeds that of the average five-star mecha division, so that he really has no way to escape for a while.

Later, Jun Yuyan didn't even care about the wear and tear of the mecha anymore, all her mind was on every attack and defense in front of her.

"Dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang!"

The two long knives quickly collided with each other in the air and wiped away, and then collided again.

Countless sparks were rubbed out, and before they could completely dissipate, they were wiped out again by the next collision.

Attack, collide, wipe away, attack again.

Every attack and defense never stopped, neither of the two would take a step back.

Jun Yuyan could even feel that the temperature inside her mecha was slowly rising, and the sweat on her forehead became more and more dense. With a light salty taste.

She didn't even have the energy to wipe off the sweat.

The blade of the cracked chime has been faintly starting to turn red due to multiple violent collisions in a short period of time, so hot, as if it had been forged.

Jun Yuyan's fingers were frantically tapping on the operating keyboard, and he immediately made a judgment based on the sight he "saw" in his mind, and drove his fingers to tap the keyboard to make the mecha make corresponding actions.

The process is very smooth and proficient.

But, but...

Jun Yuyan clenched his teeth and his eyes were fierce.

Just a little bit.

It's just a little bit, I don't know where the problem is, just a little bit, she just can't break through the saint mecha.

The hand speed is almost a little bit, the micro-manipulation is almost a little bit, and everything is only a little bit worse.