Fury Ocean

There is a lone peak about two kilometers away from the camp. It is backed by mountains and tilted towards Tianchi, like a horn protruding from the Hengduan Mountains.

Three mechas surrounded them, pouring their firepower towards the summit, and in the continuous roar, the smoke filled the sky and the rocks were falling like rain. After a while, this horn, which can be called a scene, was covered with scales, completely losing its original shape.

Seeing the peak become a honeycomb, the three pilots stopped bombardment, intending to return to support the camp and join the battle with the federal mechs.

"Don't stop, keep fighting!"

At present, Hongyi Mingquan does not forget to order the three. He clearly realized the meaning of "fighting" over there, preferring to waste three precious mechas rather than leaving them out of the battlefield.

Gufeng had a unique vision. When he camped earlier, Oshima left wanted to establish an observation post on the summit, but was suspended because the mountain wall was too steep and could not be completed in a short time. With urgency first, he wanted to wait for the base to see the eyebrows before proceeding to arrange the perimeter defense. However, with a loud noise on Pisces Island, Oshima became the first school officer of the Ji Peng Empire to be killed in this war. The camp, which was just a bit different, was violently attacked and stormy.

Leng Bin then came here, one shot at a time, clearing the three major hazards for the little fox to attack the camp, pressing a mountain in the hearts of all Ji Peng soldiers. Realizing that there is one of the most powerful snipers lurking on his side, everyone in the camp can't help but think, will it be his next turn? With this pressure on, it is inevitable that the little foxes can run rampant when they are surrounded, and they repeatedly perform miracles. Among them, Hongyi Mingquan needs to be mentioned most. Originally, he was closest to the little fox. It was time to fight with him. Due to Binzi's existence, Hongyi Mingquan hesitated several times and hesitated a few times. He wrote a myth to the little fox. Opportunity.

Until now, with the strong cover of three mechs, Hongyi Mingquan was convinced that the gunman could no longer pose a threat to himself, and only "stands out" from the siege.

"The shielders all withdrew, supporting the perimeter. The assaulters withdrew in preparation for melee."

In the middle of many steel monsters, the assault manipulated by Hongyi Mingquan was unusually eye-catching. Instead of immediately attacking the little fox, he assumed the role of a commander without legal authorization and issued continuous instructions.

"Capturing hands, fight!"

Aside from the concerns about fighting outside the camp, Hongyi Mingquan's mood can be described at this moment. Although his commanding mech team is responsible for protecting the camp, in terms of responsibility, this loss was caused by a series of command errors, and Hongyi Mingquan should not be responsible. Instead, he now has the opportunity to become a hero who can turn the tide.

The pilot in the gale is by no means an unknown person. Take it down and repel the siege team. The dream can be realized. He had noticed that the sudden emergence of the Mech team was limited in size, and the attack was fierce and messy, with no rules. To put it plainly, this is a group of fierce thugs fighting. On the other hand, for the camp, after all, there are fortifications available and infantry assistance. The total number of mechs should exceed the opponent. As long as you don't mess around, you can resist it.

Disadvantageously, the two commanders were sniped in succession, great changes took place in Pisces Island, and the life of Oshima left was unknown. These factors have a great impact on the morale of the camp. may. Anyone who understands the military knows that once the army's heart collapses in battle, no matter how many people just add numbers to the opponent's credit book, it is meaningless.

Many people realize this, but there is no way to solve it. They either have insufficient qualifications or lack of confidence. To be practical, only Hony Mingquan has the basic conditions for the officers alive in the camp.

So he stepped forward, with a sense of divine will in his heart.

"You are strong, but you met me."

Looking at the strong wind temporarily out of the predicament, Hongyi Mingquan issued a statement with a firm and confident voice.

"Surrender."

The pause was because the opponent paused. In the previous battle, the little fox never stopped for half a second, but just now, it was the time when Hongyi Mingquan provoked the beam. The gale that had a chance to break out suddenly stopped.

Around, the sound of gunfire was endless, and the mechanized figures crisscrossed until Hongyi Mingquan made arrangements. The shield and the assaulters left one after another. The four capture hands stood on all sides and stood, and surrounded him and "he" who stood opposite. inside.

The siege of the mech is less, but the pressure is greater than it was just now, because the huge size of the mech determines that it needs a certain amount of space to play effectively. The previous battle proved this. During the siege of the little fox, Many collisions have occurred, some from the hands of the gale, some from interference due to lack of space. In this formation specially designed for the masters of mech, there is enough space, and everyone has a specific role, which is very suitable for the team to play.

Compared with the three-man group, this formation lacks shields as a fulcrum, but as long as someone holds the attack, the auxiliary capabilities of the four capture hands are maximized, and the pressure on the opponent will increase.

Hongyi Mingquan bears this responsibility. He firmly believes that he can do it, and believes that his opponent can see it, so he stops. Of course, there may be a problem with his mech, or the pilot is exhausted and unable to move at all.

In either case, the battle here has come to an end. Thinking about it this way, Hongyi Mingquan kept vigilant while slowing his voice.

"Don't worry, although the Empire does not treat captives, but pilots at your level ..."

Persuading that, the opposite side, the lingering gale stepped forward, and headed straight for Hongyi Mingquan. What's confusing is that he didn't assault like crazy before, and he didn't want to surrender. He had to describe it. The child who seemed to play accidentally glanced at but missed a treasure. He was carefully and carefully in the grass. Fine search.

"you?"

Hongyi Mingquan was puzzled as to why this feeling came, but as the gale approached step by step, he instinctively felt the threat and started suddenly.

"stop!"

"what!"

The short laughter contained indescribable bliss and surprises. The red gale speeded up, ran, and attacked, as if it had just joined the battlefield. Around him, the four capture hands moved along with him, always maintaining the most suitable angle for the shot. However, when they heard the laugh, everyone's heart could not help but jump, and the operation was delayed.

The ancients have a saying that the city is full of smiles, describing the beauty of women as a great power. Although the laughter of the little fox can't make the country overwhelming, the effect of the battle is quite similar.

She doesn't even need to show up.

"A woman?"

Huge accidents have a huge impact on emotions, and quickly become ridiculous and embarrassed. Hongyi Mingquan's thinking pauses for an uncontrollable half second, and then he returns to his soul like a soul and rises in a hurry.

"attack!"

Daoguang headed up, his voice was cut into pieces, and the strong wind that hit again was like a fish jumping over the dragon gate, free and free.

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Intensive collisions, sometimes shining gorgeous brilliance, the positions of the two mechas are constantly changing, the agitated cyclone is filled with countless rocks, as well as broken iron pieces, oily parts, and sparkling lines And even the entire steel plate. All of this shows that at least one of the two mechs that are at war is in a very dangerous state, which can destroy people at any time.

Around, four capture hands followed the wildly twisted hurricane while maintaining the formation, trying to find a shot. Unfortunately, the gust of wind and gravel blocked their sight, and the fighting mechs in them seemed to have no physical shape, and did not fall into place for a moment.

No one dares to shoot in this situation, and no one has even seen such a fight, let alone deal with it. As someone who knows Hongyi Mingquan, the pilots in the camp know that he has superhuman talent, the biggest feature is that his hand speed is extremely fast, and few people in the army can compete with it.

Specific to the value, single measurement of the finger frequency, Hony Mingquan can even reach sixty as fast as possible, even if carried out on the mech console, it can easily cross fifty.

This is not the limit! To know that he is only 23 years old, it is generally believed that male pilots can keep the physical rigidity index before the age of 25, and then devote all their energy to the pursuit of the realm. Even some people can mention hand speed by the age of thirty.

Geniuses are always receiving attention. At one party, Naoto Yamamoto, one of the imperial war gods who had been invited to see the performance of Honi Mingquan in person, praised his talent and also told him that the speed of hand can be a pilot. Brings great advantages, but also contains disadvantages. The most obvious manifestation is that because speed can be used to make up for mistakes, pilots often ignore precision and judgment of the battle situation. In the long run, they form a habit. When they encounter an opponent who does not fall behind in speed, they will suffer.

Out of his love for his juniors and at the same time accumulating talents for the future of the empire, Naoto Yamamoto warned Hongyi Mingquan that he should control his opponent's excessive pursuit of speed and strengthen his comprehensive literacy, especially the precision of operation and the cultivation of combat awareness. Fortunate to have the guidance of the God of War, Hony Mingquan dare not neglect, others are just claiming to be. But in private, some people have expressed doubts about this, thinking it is a trivial matter.

This is not disrespecting the God of War, but the key point is that there is a saying "We don't break fast." In mech battles, the size of the attack power is not controlled by muscles. The principle of "fist fast but light" does not exist when fighting in the body. That is, as long as the action is completed through operation, the strength and damage are determined by the performance of the mech. Almost fixed. This will undoubtedly increase the value of "quick". Imagine the time you can make a punch, which is enough for me to make two punches at the same time, even if I make mistakes, I still win.

Of course, these ideas are based on the premise that they are much faster than their opponents. In the past, Hony Mingquan has indeed reached such a degree. Purely in terms of speed, it almost ranks first in the army!

The ruthless fact reminds everyone that at least during this time, the women in the gale have a speed that is not inferior to Hongyi Mingquan, or achieve a corresponding attack effect by lower speed. And this is exactly what God of War mentioned in the past: real masters can do slow play fast, and even slow play fast. For example, he can defeat Hongyi Mingquan by controlling his hand speed up or down thirty, and is built on the basis that Hongyi does not make major mistakes.

No one doubts Yamamoto's words, but that's God of War! Through previous battles, experienced pilots have roughly determined that the pilot ’s hand speed in the gale is maintained at about thirty-five. Occasionally, there is a limit, and at most it exceeds forty moments.

It's hard to imagine her hiding strength in such a battle, that is to say, this woman is forcing Hongyi to do her best at a lower speed?

With anxiety and bewilderment, the four could not help for the time being, and had to devote their energy to what they could do. At the same time, pray that Hony Mingquan can defeat the opponent, or slow down before being defeated, so that everyone has a chance Help out.

Time has passed relentlessly, and the battlefield here has evolved into a turbulent vortex, which may reach the end at any time. At the same time, fighting outside the camp was in full swing and became more intense. When the eleventh Mech of the two sides fell to the ground in a crossfire, the weird moth had to detour several times in the intense fire and rain, and finally broke into the edge of the camp.

In order to achieve this goal, the walking moth only issued a warning at the beginning, and supported the little fox to launch a missile. In addition, no shot was fired.

"Has it been enough?"

Finally close enough to make the other party dare not fire easily, Ye Fei rose into the air like a real moth and crossed the assaulter's head.

Pulling two hammers backhanded, the walking moth not only walked in the air, but also circled. When he landed, his body was in the center of the two shield players, and he turned around dislocated to avoid the pinch.

when! when! when!

There were three huge repercussions, one was an attack mistake, the shields touched each other, the other was the hammer's pierhead hitting the back of the head, and one time, the hammer's tip was chiseled into the shield's shoulder socket and pulled back.

Those who have deeper roots with Niuben can recognize at a glance that the melee weapon of the moth is very similar to Mei's hammer, the difference is only in size.

"Little fox, hold on!"

The sword by the lake was striking and sharp, and the owner's name was printed in the air like a sculpture. Ye Fei shouted the name of the little fox, and lowered his body sharply, as if the eagle swooped in front of its wings.

In the face, a standard mech combat team ushered in, with more reinforcements on both sides and behind him.

Outside the camp, Gu Changming tried to follow Ye Fei's figure, and the shield was more reddish than the mech. Behind him, more and more mechs rushed in against the fire, desperately pouring firepower forward.

At the end of the team, the bulky armoured mech company hit a few bullets. The pilot saw that the shield would be penetrated and had to step down to find a space to avoid.

"Why stop!" Avril looked back from the observation mouth, waving her fists in anger.

"Go forward! Go ahead! You idiot!"

Lonely peak in the distance, three mechs fired the last few missiles, convinced that no one could survive the peak, turned around, and rushed to the camp where the situation was more urgent.

At the peak, the hard rock was shattered, and in the thick ashes and sand, Leng Bin squirmed and struggled hard, digging a gun from his body that never left.

"Pooh!"

Spit on the **** dirt, wipe off the blood on the eyebrows, and shake your head vigorously. The smoke from the surrounding area slowly dissipated. The blurred scene was full of murmurs. The young hunter from the mountain set up a good firearm and put his trembling fingers on the trigger.

Two kilometers away, countless clumps of light shaking constantly, just like his fingers now, extremely disobedient.

Farther afield, experiencing the raging waters of Tianchi, the silver-lined horizon, a small boat breaking the waves, and a straight figure in the bow.

The wind was strong and the boat was in poor condition, shaking from side to side, and could not shake the person's body in the slightest. The moment the camp emerged from his vision, his gaze was directed somewhere along the shore, and he never moved away.

Until ... the shaking hurricane suddenly stopped, and the moment the mech was two points, Niuben suddenly turned back.

"Can you hurry up?"

Judging by sound alone, Niu Ben's mood is still calm, and his expression is even dull. The people on the boat knew that this was the result of extreme control. Just look at his hands and clenched the pale knuckles, his inner anxiety has reached the edge of overflow.

"The biggest ..." When answering, Shao Qiang was afraid to look at Niuben's eyes.

"Fuck!" As usual, little Thomas sweared.

"Oh." Niu Ben responded, without much expression on his face, just raised his right hand to his lips, facing the intercom ...

There is huge interference in the battle, there is no large equipment support on the dinghy, and the distance at present is not enough to make a call.

thump! With a sound, the people who heard it were startled and turned back. In the lake, the young soldier was quickly left behind, shouting hard.

"Leave me alone, I can swim back."

"Uh ..." Thomas paused, suddenly throwing away the cannon he had been holding, and plunged into the water.

"It's faster!"

The others looked at each other, but only lasted for one second, and several others jumped into Tianchi.

"Ah? This ... fuck!" Little Thomas reacted slowly, and looked around to find that he was empty. Except for Shao Qiang who was in charge of the boat, there were only a few seriously injured people who could not move.

The dinghy was indeed faster than before, and the degree of shaking was more severe.

"Well, I too ..." Little Thomas finally woke up and bent his knees.

"You can't jump."

Niu Ben reached out and stopped, saying lightly, "Find tools and dismantle the ship."

Shipbreaking wasn't really breaking up the ship, it was just to reduce the load. Little Thomas instantly realized that he was wielding a big punch in the sandbag and his chest was huge.

"I will handle it."

Niu Ben ignored him. Even when he ordered, his gaze still moved with the figure on the shore. His right hand held the walkie-talkie and waited silently, calculating silently.

The distance from Shuangyu Island to the shore is only one or twenty miles, as far as the horizon.

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Rotate, swing the knife, bend the elbow, raise the knee, block, parry, rotate ...

In the cockpit, the little fox pouted his mouth tightly, and it took a lot of effort to keep himself from shouting.

Rapidly approaching and pushing, violent shaking and collision, violent spears, deadly attacks, substandard tactical actions, everything is realized after the combination of the thoughts in the mind and the body's instincts, like countless exercises.

Man-machine integration!

The realm of dreams, the threshold of countless recourses, the results of so many hard-won thoughts, are so clearly displayed in front of him.

Suddenly, the world has changed. Fighting is no longer a battle. Opponents are no longer opponents. Even the surrounding sand and blood, physical exhaustion and scars, and heart hatred and unwillingness all become less important.

"I arrived first!"

Years of pursuit have been realized, and huge satisfaction offsets everything. Accompanied by joy is the inevitable fall after full release, and burnout. It ’s as if the climber reached the summit. When he cheered for victory, he seemed to be able to surpass the ordinary, but as the emotion slowly receded, the irresistible fatigue was enough to remove the bones, and it was impossible to recover without rest or rehabilitation.

"Oh! Unfortunately I can't teach you ..."

No matter how high, you also need physical strength and spirit to support, no matter how high skills, you also need to achieve with both hands. After repeated battles, the time does not add up to a long time, but it has exceeded the limit at any time. Until now, the little fox's spirit is still agitated, his energy can no longer be concentrated as he started, and his body cannot support it.

During the battle, she had pain in her head, the degree of which was getting worse, her pink fingers were still cramping, and the calluses worn out by long-term training were all blue.

when!

After another collision, the aftermath of the explosion broke out finally, the light knife that should have torn the opponent's breastplate was deviated, and only one arm of the opponent was removed. What regrets little Fox most is that she can no longer maintain high-frequency operation and is forced to disengage from her opponent.

"help me!"

A terrifying scream came from the opposite side. Until then, Hongyi Mingquan, known as the first master in the army, had the opportunity to ask his companions for help. From this alone, it is enough to show how much pressure the previous battle has put on him.

In the past, no matter who faced it, Hongyi Mingquan was always able to launch a storm-like offensive with super high hand speed. Even if it failed, and because of its unsuccessful power, it had never been "defensive from the beginning." In Shicai's fight, he didn't even have a chance to breathe. He didn't even dare to issue a semaphore, and even didn't change his breath from beginning to end.

But after all, he held up, at the cost of one arm and multiple injuries, in exchange for a short break. And Honi Mingquan knew that the opponent's mech, which was repeatedly injured, was already overwhelmed, but he had a fierce reinforcement.

"Attack! Attack me all!"

Cangjie's screams showed unparalleled anger, and anyone could experience the mood of Hongyi Mingquan. As a result, the four alloy steel claws popped out at about the same time, as if four poisonous snakes fighting for prey.

The injured gale was stunned. The injured right leg prevented it from staying agile. It shook once and got rid of it twice. The third and fourth steel claws hung her left leg and waist, and smashed it in the click .

"Pull!"

The tacit understanding cultivated for a long time, the two mechas quickly closed and ran in the same direction. The gale was dragged down to the ground and smashed a large amount of dust.

"go to hell!"

With the hatred of deep soul, Hongyi Mingquan manipulated the car and chased after it.

Along the way, the dripping oil smeared the ground, and the flashing sparks revealed the fierce fighting. In the cockpit, Hongyi Mingquan stared at the red eyes, and the assassin struck the longing with his remaining right arm with a gun. Long chest.

When the gun was stabbed, Hongyi Mingquan didn't regard it as a mech, but imagined a woman in her head, wearing a uniform and a brave temperament, but her expression was full of despair and fear, because it was full and tender. His chest is facing the tip of the gun.

Only in this way can the humiliation imposed on him be washed away.

Only then can hate be resolved.

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The body is restrained and the sharp spear penetrates the heart, but it is different from Hongyi Mingquan's imagination. At the moment when the tip of the gun touches the steel armor, the little fox does not know what to think in the gale cockpit, and his tired face reveals the most tender smile of this life.

"Niuniu ... why do you recruit people like this, no, please me?"

Maybe it is the last release of life, or maybe an illusion. At this moment, the little fox saw a lot and heard more.

"Ah!" She even heard Avril screaming in despair.

"I want to peel your skin!" Ye Fei growled like a sleepy beast.

"Don't!" Countless familiar, rough-minded faces, and previous heroic voices, helpless like a baby at the moment.

"Sister Fangfang ..." Binzi shouted in a crying voice, instead of the crisp sound when she pulled the trigger.

There is also a voice, no matter when, where, and under any circumstances, it seems to always remain quiet. But at this moment, the voice trembled slightly, as if the lips stuck by the glue were opened desperately, but an unusually gentle majesty was blowing out.

"Overlord disarms, do it!"

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