Counterfeit Hero

The rush speed of 900 kilometers per hour is almost twice that of the fired bow and arrow, and it is close to the surface... The relative speed formed between the solid earth and these lightning-like mechas makes Stepp felt dizzy.

Fifty vehicles were scattered among the ruins, their figures looming. When he sprinted, the huge wind roared out of the air, like an ancient horn. As they leaped past like meteors, the weeds on the ruins seemed to be pulled violently, tilting rapidly towards the tail of the mecha, and the dust on the ruins billowed up like a torrent.

Fifty green wolves charging towards their prey, fifty billows of dust and smoke. Stepp and several other soldiers beside him even forgot the warning they should have given. They were completely shocked by this magnificent charging scene. That was not a cold mecha, it was a beast at the top of the food chain in the primitive jungle. They showed off their fangs and claws in the sun, squandering their energy wantonly and launching a hunt.

At this moment, the two blood shadow mecha companies that were crowded and panicked in the Evergreen neighborhood completely lost their ferocity and power. Before they even made contact, their disguises had been stripped away, and now they looked more like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered!

A shrill alarm sounded.

That was issued by the outermost warning mecha. He was right in front of the assault of fifty cyan mechas. A solitary dot of red stood among the ruins, the mecha's alarm sounded extremely shrill.

The green mecha that rushed forward rushed forward.

The siren stopped abruptly.

Like a lion knocking down an antelope, there is no suspense. The poor prey didn't even have time to react.

The red mecha was thrown to the ground. In the dust, there are strange-shaped parts. Scattered in all directions.

Immediately, it turned into a blazing fire ball behind a white light that swept across the earth. The cyan mecha that killed it had already shot away. Beside this ball of blazing fire, dozens of cyan figures flew past quickly. There was no pause.

Almost in the blink of an eye. The bandit mecha team has arrived less than 200 meters away from the central square.

Even if the cyan mecha slows down significantly, the distance of two hundred meters is only more than two seconds. Stepp and the others had never thought about what two hundred meters meant. Soon, they got the answer - that was the best distance to break through the opponent's cluster with concentrated energy cannons during a high-speed assault.

Dozens of red gusts jammed in the ruins of the neighborhood were turning around. There are a few more. Working hard to start up and switch to combat mode. **. First release** More. Then he desperately tried to spread out to both sides... It was a picture of a mecha in various states, panic, fear, bewilderment and recklessness...

Soon, the picture was torn apart by a white light.

It was a violent light composed of fifty 260mm caliber energy cannons and one hundred 80mm energy machine cannons.

Stepp and the other six Northern Alliance soldiers could only watch blankly, watching the white light sweep across everything and looking at the red figures one by one. It was destroyed in the white light attack. Even a dozen Rafale vehicles with their energy shields fully activated. They also couldn't survive this wave of attacks and their energy shields. Like a candle in the wind, after four consecutive color changes, it quickly collapsed in the violent torrent of energy. Immediately, the external armor of the mecha was melted and torn, followed by the outer shell of the mecha, and then, the exposed skeleton and part.......

When the white light flashed away, and when the red mecha group was torn to pieces by the sudden attack, fifty cyan mechas, like arrows piercing through the heart, pierced into the red mecha group almost at the same time.

The timing, speed and angle are so precise that it makes your hair stand on end!

In the cluster of red mechas, bloody cutting lines quickly appeared! That was the cyan mecha, charging forward.

Stepp knew that no one could stop this killing.

By some strange mistake, Step suddenly pointed his telescope at the monkey team leader who was located next to the fountain in the central garden.

The zoomed-in telescope image clearly showed the Rafale painted with a golden double horizontal line in front of Step's eyes. It was a mecha that was in an awkward posture because of panic. Its operator, not long ago, was clamoring to give others a good look.

It's a pity that now someone else is giving him a good look.

In the footage, a cyan mecha numbered 01, after destroying a red Rafale near the church, used its strength to kick and shot towards the monkey team leader like a ricocheting bullet.

The monkey team leader, whose hand speed had exceeded forty movements per second, had just awkwardly avoided the energy cannon attack of the bandits and was still in shock. Seeing the cyan mecha rushing toward him, he hurriedly parried. Looking at the mecha's movements, Stepp could even imagine how ugly and ferocious the lean face at this moment became as he desperately increased his hand speed.

The cyan mecha kicked the arm of the mecha that was pressed down by Captain Monkey, and then somersaulted. The mecha changed into dazzling postures in the air, and sat on the head of the red mecha. After twisting his butt uncomfortably, he immediately rushed towards another Blood Shadow mecha. ::. First - Fa*zi*tang::

Step stupidly looked at Captain Monkey's mecha head, exposed from under the fat blue mecha's butt...

For the rest of his life, he kept thinking about the same question over and over again.

Why, Captain Monkey's mecha head was not crushed according to the usual logic, but had an effect similar to being forced on both sides by a person's double breasts... This simply violates physics. Law, this is unreasonable! After countless simulations and deductions, Stepp finally unveiled the goddess of truth. Clamp it with your butt! ! In the sky, a majestic voice echoed.

Years later, Step's wife would always see Step's lonely and desolate figure standing by the window when she returned from her dreams at midnight. She would always get out of bed, walk up behind Step, and hug him gently. she does not know. What kind of stimulation did Stepp receive during that war? All she knew was that Steph's neurasthenia had recurred again.

This strange blow had already sealed Captain Monkey's fate on this battlefield of life and death - when another cyan mecha passed by, it trampled the mecha into scrap metal.

The powerful combat effectiveness of the bandit mecha squad was brought into full play.

These mecha war gods and mecha commanders. Born to be attacked like this. In a chaotic swarm of enemy mechas. They took to the water like a fish in water. This kind of battle not only allowed them to have a deeper understanding of mecha martial arts, but also made their cooperation more skillful. .

"Long live Satan!" The fat blue mecha fell into the group of red mechas like a cannonball smashed into the water.

The fat man began to play the role of a stickman. He jumped up and down.

While you are sick, I will kill you. Beat up the drowned dog. This is the highest principle that Fatty has always practiced. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Fatty decided to take a good lead.

He used the magnetometer to knock down three mechas, and the fat man suddenly jumped out from the ground. He stepped on the crotch of a Gust. Then he turned around and cut off the head of another Rafale with a hand knife. After parrying the attack from the enemy behind him, he jumped into the arms of a mecha in front of him. When they separated, a maintenance robot arm was under his crotch, swinging a piece of the opponent's parts... ...

When these mechas fell to the ground with electric sparks, the ranger driven by the fat man had already broken into the other several Rafales. Punch, elbow, shoulder. knee. Legs, these parts go without saying. Even the relatively fragile head was taken advantage of by him. The most incredible thing is that the mecha's butt, belly, and the evil mechanical maintenance arm hidden under the crotch... were turned around by him. Once the red mechas around them are touched, they will either die or be injured.

The elite bandits behind him were convinced... This fighting method, where the whole body is covered with weapons and the person can be invincible by rolling around, is simply an art. They knew that there was a powerful bite device installed on both sides of the mecha's butt, and they also knew that there was a maintenance mechanical arm hidden under the mecha's crotch.

What they don't know is that such a thing can be so lustful and powerful in battle. It can be called an artifact.

The most artistic thing is the fat man's erratic and sinister movement.

No matter how many enemies are around, no matter what position or posture the enemies are in, he can always appear behind the most unsuspecting mecha. A sap.

Turn around, slide, and hit the sap again.

Watching this monster beat the sap is simply a pleasure. His connection of this skill is even more precise than the top Slok players' white ball movements. One blow after another, like clouds and flowing water, continuous.

And in the midst of the action, the stumbling blocks under the feet of Ranger No. 0 have reached the point where they are becoming more and more proficient. He offends anyone who comes near him. Invisible magnetism, tangible mechanical legs... Those ordinary mecha warriors whose hand speed could only reach twenty or thirty movements per second had no power to fight back in front of him, and they felt so aggrieved that they wanted to cry.

Wei Jianshan, who had been following the fat man, could only see the corners of his eyes twitching.

Only now did he realize how interesting it was for the fat man to freely let him touch him.

If at that time he wanted to test the mecha's insidious attack methods on himself... Wei Jianshan refused to imagine it.

It is the tragedy of all mechas to face off against such a professional and sinister mecha warrior. You cannot understand at all how underhand it is for a powerful martial arts master to bully a kindergarten child and even excitedly make a monkey steal a peach.

What is frustrating is that Fatty is obviously extremely confused about anything related to morality or chivalry. Moreover, according to Wei Jianshan's observation, this kind of confusion is very contagious. Just look at the increasingly sinister actions of other mecha warriors, and you will know how terrible it will be once this kind of confusion spreads. fear.

The fat man continued to be confused, continued to howl happily "Long live Lord Satan", and used the most despicable tricks to greet the enemy. Behind him, the forty-nine bandit soldiers performed increasingly skillful imitations.

The Blood Shadow Mecha Company organized defenses in vain time and time again, and was separated, torn apart, and annihilated by the intersecting cyan mechas again and again. When some of the crowded red mechas began to disobey orders and flee around, the entire team completely collapsed.

Morale, to put it another way, is the courage of the group.

In a life-and-death war, this intangible thing can affect the entire battle situation.

If you have morale, you can defeat the strong with the weak, and you can even advance triumphantly and win every battle until the war is won.

But once you get discouraged, the result will be completely opposite.

In many battles in history, miracles often occurred when a squad of soldiers captured a battalion or even a regiment. There is also the scene of a man being chased by a group of people.

Such a situation occurs simply because many people feel that the situation is over and are collectively discouraged and do not dare or want to engage in unnecessary resistance.

And when the two Blood Shadow mecha companies began to retreat, this scene appeared again.

The morale of the Blood Shadow mecha warriors, who had been exhausted by the back and forth transfers, was extremely low. The entire team was filled with doubts, anger, complaints and fatigue. A person with these negative emotions will definitely not be a heroic warrior. This is exactly what the fat man wants.

And once these people encounter a blow beyond their ability to bear, their negative emotions will become even more negative. They will doubt every instruction of the officer, they will feel afraid of the enemy's ferocious attack, and they will feel that it is not worth throwing their lives here in vain! They will find countless interfaces for themselves to escape from the battle.

Defeat is overwhelming, this is the most unquestionable truth in war. Even if their officers responded correctly at this time, they could not stop this overwhelming decline.

Stepp and several other pilots who had not participated in the battle left. They have already planned to leave this organization, and now is an opportunity. They dispersed and left without saying goodbye, and no one said where they wanted to go.

Before leaving, Step looked at the time. At 3:30 in the afternoon, among the low ruins of the Evergreen neighborhood, the 1st and 2nd companies of the 2nd Battalion of the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment had their designations wiped off. He witnessed this moment.

The fifty cyan mechas completed another of their hunts. A big hole has appeared in the Northern League's defense line!

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