No wonder Thomas's mechas were twice as many as his opponents, and they still fought so fiercely. It's normal for them to be unable to defeat such an opponent. If the opponent's force was doubled, I'm afraid even Thomas would be defeated here.

In a prison that doesn't look like much.

In the past, when faced with their opponent's remnant soldiers lining up in an array with the intention of competing with their Black Hawk Company's most elite 1st Fleet Guard Mecha Battalion, they would only feel it was a shame and the opponent's recklessness.

But now, they feel a trace of respect, which is the sympathy of the strong for the strong, regardless of the differences in country, camp, race and race.

However, for them, they belong to the Great Eagle Empire and are the elite of the mercenaries. They do not allow anyone to stand in front of them. They will fight with the opponents in front of them, who are strong and weak. Who is the strong one?

If you fight, you will know.

The two sides faced off with equal momentum. Francis stepped out and faced the fat man from a distance.

The terrifying sniper mecha is still hiding somewhere, and his muzzle may spit out fatal bullets at any time. But Francis seems to have forgotten this threat. His whole body is bright blue and is dubbed "Blue" by Black Hawk Company.

The mecha of "Whale" held a shield in one hand and an alloy spear in the other. It stepped forward with one foot diagonally and pointed the tip of the spear forward, pointing at Fatty's "Grumpy Bear". This was a roll call duel.

The most common mode on the battlefield of mecha battles, soldiers versus soldiers versus generals, no one would refuse. If a high-level mecha master were to deal with an ordinary mecha master, it would definitely be a killing.

This is why most of the officers in the Starry Sky Country need to have corresponding mecha control capabilities. If you are given a colonel, but he does not have the strength of a senior mecha master, let alone being unable to convince the public, if he goes to the battlefield, he may be the first to die.

That's you.

For both warring parties, killing the opposing commander as quickly as possible is also one of the most economical ways to end the battle. This is quite like the confrontation between the two armies in the cold weapon era, except that the war horses and armor have been replaced by the current ones.

Just a mecha.

The fat man also raised his alloy shield and took a step forward to accept the challenge. At the same time, except for the 20 mechas left to skim the formation not far away, the remaining nearly 200 mechas moved forward and headed towards

The intercepting mecha on the other side pounced on it.

The mechas around the fat man jumped out and surged out at the same time. The mechas on both sides were like two lines of tide. The black lines represented by the independent fleet and the guard company mechas, and the white lines represented by the Francis series were light-colored mechas, one black.

As soon as it turned white, the two lines collided in one place and intertwined. In an instant, they were mixed together and it was difficult to distinguish black from white.

At the same time, a gunshot rang out, and the light-colored mecha quickly fell down. It rang again, fell again, rang again, and fell again!

Each shot was shot without any lag, which made Francis feel quite helpless. Of course he knew how powerful this sniper was, but he didn't expect that it would be so scary when the opponent fired unscrupulously. According to the current logic, as long as the opponent snipers

There were enough bullets to snipe and kill the 200 mechas thrown into the melee one by one, although he also knew that no mecha would wander around with more than 200 sniper bullets.

This was the result of Francis not knowing that Tang Lang's cost of a sniper bomb was as much as that of an Arctic mecha, otherwise he would have been even more confident.

But he knows what he knows. Seeing the mechas one after another fall to the ground with the sound of the opponent's gunfire, Francis's heart is still bleeding. They are all old brothers who have accompanied him in the war for many years, most of them are intermediate level one.

A strong mecha master who has experienced many difficult battlefields has been fine, but on this asteroid of the Southwest Federation, where the military strength is completely superior, he was easily killed by a sniper before he even raised his sword. Really

It couldn't be more frustrating.

However, the other party did not know what special technology he used, and all detection systems could not find his trace. The 20 mechas he specially placed in the rear skimming array were originally used to deal with the sniper mecha. Once locked,

He immediately concentrated fire energy and bombarded him. Even if he couldn't be killed for a while, it could at least disrupt his rhythm.

However, the opponent has already fired three shots, and the 20 mechas have not been able to fire a single shot.

"Isn't it really frustrating?" came the fat man's voice. "Actually, I have a suggestion to prevent you, a pretender, from feeling frustrated. If you throw away the alloy shield in your hand, shout in front of you that you have the skills.

Just hit me."

"Bastard!" Francis growled, no longer hesitated, and turned the joystick in his hand.

At the same time, the "Blue Whale" took three short steps from where it was, then bounced into the air, and shot out explosively in a short period of time.

"If you don't agree, you don't agree. Why are you being so violent?" Fatty muttered in the public channel.

The "Grumpy Bear" mecha leaned back slightly, then rushed forward while its shadow was blurred in the high school.

Leaping over the two mechas that collided below, the original shape appeared in mid-air. The somewhat bloated "Grumpy Bear"'s alloy sword in his left hand shot out several half-moon-shaped trajectories in the mid-air, heading towards the "Blue Whale".

It's still the style of Fatty. He doesn't like swords and guns but only loves "swords". This is a move he made based on his own characteristics after having a brain nerve control system. It is called "Zangyue" and has reached the level of advanced mecha master skills.

Coupled with the current performance of the "Grumpy Bear" mecha, the emergence of this move is enough to shock everyone on the battlefield.

As a senior second-level mecha master, Francis' eyes narrowed slightly, not daring to be negligent. Golden light burst out from the hands of the "Blue Whale", and the alloy shield firmly protected his chest to avoid being taken advantage of by the sniper mecha. His long spear drew a large

Arc, the tip of the spear thrust out.

At first glance, it seems simple, but those who know this style understand that it is the "cross-cutting gun" of Grand Duke Ivor of the Great Eagle Empire. It is said that Grand Duke Ivor himself once saw a stream of water flowing down thousands of meters on a certain planet.

The spectacular waterfall, which is about 1,000 meters tall, suddenly inspired me to control the mecha to practice shooting under the huge force of the water impact of thousands of tons. With one shot, the entire waterfall was cut off and diverted in all directions.

In this world, the most difficult thing to pierce is not the unchanging mountains, but the amorphous flowing water. However, all of these become illusions under the "Hengduan Gun".

Francis may not be as good as Ivor, the famous mecha god of war under the stars, but he is one-tenth the best and is already extremely terrifying.

As soon as he made the move, Fatty felt a tingling sensation on his back. The impact of the move gripped his mind and gave him a feeling that was hard to match. As the illegitimate son of Grand Duke Ivor, Francis really got his.

There are many ways to do this, but this move contains the kind of power that can chill the opponent's heart. It can break the heart of the opponent in battle. As soon as the move is released, it will make people feel the chill of defeat. In short, as soon as the move is released, someone will want it.

The move of kneeling down and admitting defeat is really a bit weird and startling.

This is actually the application of mental power. Miyamoto has just used it, Negus has also used it, and Francis, a dabbler, has used this mental coercion in a decent way because of his cheap father's guidance.

Surpassing those masters at the same level who still rely on hand speed to crush their opponents.

Fortunately, the fat man had already broken away from the category of purely masturbating with his hands. He recovered from his brief absence, gathered his mind, raised his alloy shield, and faced the tricky spear tip.

But "Zangetsu" slashed down without hesitation. He could block it, but his opponent might not.

Tang Lang, whose strength was far superior to everyone here, did not take action, but sniped with a rifle not far away. Not only did it ease the difficulty for his comrades, but it actually created an inexplicable pressure on the mecha masters present, including this one.

When he took action, he could kill ten or twenty mechas at most, but if he didn't take action, all the mercenary mechas present did not dare to take action with all their strength, and at least 30% of their energy was focused on defending against his sniper rifles.

, including Francis, his shield does not dare to leave the mecha's chest. This is the role of a super sniper.

But the fact that Francis became the top three figures in the Black Hawk Company really did not rely entirely on his reputation as a cheap dad. Seeing that the fat man did not turn back to block with his sword, he naturally knew what he was thinking. He snorted coldly, turned his wrist slightly, and raised the barrel of the gun.

Move sideways, blocking the place where the sword edge must pass.

In an instant, sword shadows and gun shadows exploded, and light splashed everywhere.

The two sides exchanged positions in mid-air. The "Grumpy Bear"'s big sword hit the "Blue Whale"'s gun barrel twice while spinning back to the side.

He raised his feet towards the "Grumpy Bear", but was kicked out by the latter who also had the same intention.

"Bang"

Such explosions were heard in the air at this time, and the clash between the two sides just now, the collision of alloy swords and spears, was silent, but like thunder, it struck the hearts of every warrior who paid attention to the battle on the battlefield.

The confrontation between the two was so strong that many people were stunned. This level of confrontation was beyond the understanding of many people present.

Even little Jacob, who had to step back and take a breather after killing two rival armors in one go, couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although Fatty was very strong, he had been more than 90% sure to suppress him before.

But I didn't expect that he would grow to this point after not seeing each other for a month or two. No wonder Tang Lang asked him to pester the enemy commander, and asked him to be responsible for quickly killing the enemy mechas for his side.

MechaWarrior relieves stress.

Of course, seeing Fatty's strong performance, little Jacob couldn't help but admire Tang Lang's extremely reasonable tactical allocation.

The guard mecha company is now full of courage, but courage cannot represent strength. Their opponents have nearly 200 9th-generation mechas, and their control capabilities are inherently stronger than them. Without little Jacob and the other eight mechas under his command, they would not be strong enough.

As well as Tang Lang's strong pressure to destroy a mecha with one shot, the whole battle might have collapsed before Fatty and Francis could decide the winner.

The "Blue Whale" took three or four steps back on the ground to stabilize its body. Francis' face was extremely ugly. He never expected that after the two sides exchanged moves, the other party would still have the power to attack. His strength was no less than his own, and even Francis was faintly aware of it.

There is a shameful realization that the other party is not even willing to admit that the other party is even stronger than him?

How is it possible? He is the illegitimate son of the Eagle Empire's mecha war god. Although he has not been recognized on the surface, he has actually been recognized by the empire's high-level officials, and his combat prowess has also been passed down by Ivor. But on an asteroid in the Southwest Federation

There was actually someone who could keep pace with him. Such a person should have a name. And now, who is the driver of this mecha? Even his pride made him unwilling to accept the fact.

What was even more difficult for Francis to accept was that he vaguely felt that the invisible mecha master was the strongest among his opponents. Perhaps, that was just an illusion! Francis calmed down and asked in a deep voice: "

Tell me your name? I think you are qualified to be my opponent."

"We have a saying in the Federation that villains usually die from talking too much." Fatty responded lazily. "And you, even though you talk a lot, are still a villain, you understand!"

At the same time, "Grumpy Bear" stepped forward again with the alloy sword in his hand. He gave up his previous moves and slashed straight down. With the force of splitting mountains and slashing the moon, he opened and closed his arms to attack Francis' "Blue Whale".

To be honest, Fatty's mecha control is between Advanced Level 1 and Advanced Level 2, but Francis is definitely above Advanced Level 2. However, the performance of the specially modified "Grumpy Bear" mecha makes up for it.

The gap between the two has become even stronger.

The alloy sword that gave up its skills and opened and closed in full swing struck. As it was slashed, the dust on the ground was picked up and spread out in all directions. The momentum was extremely cold.

Francis's long spear burst out with thousands of golden lights in the mecha's hand, split into several strands, and flowed like a river.

For onlookers, they could only see the speckled golden light waved by the blue mecha's hand, which was divided into three torrents, upper, middle and lower, while the obviously thicker black mecha gently waved the alloy giant in its hand.

The shield, the torrent of golden light hit it, and immediately scattered, like thousands of gold beads falling from a jade plate. But the blue mecha did not dare to easily resist the sword light he struck with the large alloy shield in his hand.

, had to retreat one after another.

"Grumpy Bear" is closing the distance, but "Blue Whale" is using constant retreat to maintain distance. The spear is good at mid- and long-range combat. The sword is good at mid- and short-range combat. Francis' tactical choices also prove his excellence.

The golden light points continued to impact, disintegrate, gather again, and continue to impact. The approaching "Grumpy Bear" was less than six positions away, and a wave of frontal strikes from the spear forced the black mecha to raise its shield to block the attack, "Death!"

Francis shouted loudly in the cockpit, and the alloy shield in his hand, which had been unwilling to leave his chest for a moment, suddenly hit the black mecha's legs. In the surrounding battles, the independent fleet mecha divisions with two duels all changed their expressions.

.

Obviously, Francis is cunning enough. From the beginning, he showed fear of Tang Lang in the distance. He refused to give up this performance even when he was constantly at a disadvantage. All this was to make Fatty believe that the shield was only to defend himself.

, will never be used lightly.
To be continued...