Contrary to the expectations of everyone or the alloy mecha, the huge and tattered assembled mecha, smashing the exaggerated engineering mechanical arm to the ground, did not cause a landslide, nor did it cause any terrible consequences of the sea and the rocks. Even the pit that was smashed out of the ground looked a little pitiful. The seemingly sturdy construction mechanical arm broke into countless pieces with the force of the anti-shock, which was extremely desolate.
I was preparing to receive the strongest blow from the strongest, but when I saw this picture, I couldn't help feeling a little strange and absurd - after all, it was a temporary mecha made of countless discarded parts, and the evacuation of the structure was pitiful.
However, even if it was bluffing, it finally deterred the raids of the federal MX mechas. After a little delay, Xiong Linquan and others quickly retreated to the bushes.
The seventeen black MX mechas didn't care about the guys who were evacuating the battlefield, they just stared vigilantly at the ragged assembled mecha that surrounded the center of the field with a broken arm and looked like a beggar.
They knew that with the mobility of those remnants, it was impossible to escape the Golan Heights. The only thing they needed to do was to knock down the tattered mecha in front of them and erase the powerful name in the cockpit of the mecha.
At this moment, the tattered assembled mecha moved again, the cockpit door slowly opened with an unpleasant creaking sound, and the dim light of the morning shone inside, showing Xu Le's ordinary and extraordinarily calm face.
Two hundred meters away, the darker black mecha in the federation mecha group popped out the exaggerated alloy knife at the front end of the right robotic arm with a loud bang, and the thick cockpit door opened, revealing Madman Li's face, and the still delicate eyebrows contained Still insanely violent.
We haven't seen each other for three years, separated by two hundred meters of wasteland, Xu Le and Madman Li looked at each other from a distance, looking at the cowardly traces of the years on each other's faces. .
Just like the Kaqi Peak on the old moon, the knife in the chest, the blood between the teeth in the forest garden, the gunshots in the mountains, and the conversation in the prison cell, rushing towards the blue sea one after another.
For a long time, the two of them were recognized as the strongest in the federation. They had fought each other before, but they had never really decided to live or die. It was not until three years later that they would meet again on the bloody battlefield, and finally came to the final moment. .
The cockpit door opened downwards, as if it were a wide door at the rear of the battleship, leading to the endless and deep universe. Xu Le passed through this section and looked at the meteorite spaceship nearby and a dozen black federal MX mechas in the distance. , his eyes finally fell naturally on the mecha, and fell on Madman Li's face.
"Single?"
Xu Le asked. His voice was not very loud, but it clearly and curled through the morning heights and entered everyone's ears.
"no way."
Madman Li replied that his voice was as proud and indifferent as before, like a violent mad knife, directly smashing all the chaos of reminiscing.
Hearing these two words that seemed to jump out of fiber paper, Xu Le's brows were slightly raised, and he quietly looked at him in the distance, and said, "Don't even give us a chance for a fair battle?"
"I'm on military duty, not a street fight."
Li Feng replied in a deep voice: "You were once a federal soldier, and you should understand that it is very naive to talk about fairness and decisive battles on the battlefield."
Xu Le frowned slightly. After a moment of silence, he said, "The problem is that you don't believe that you are performing military affairs. If you say that you want to kill me because I am from the Empire, then there is no reason for you to kill them."
"A soldier's duty is to obey orders," Li Feng said.
Xu Le sneered and said: "This kind of thing is interesting? After three years, many people are laughing at me for becoming a third-rate philosopher. After three years, I don't want to laugh at you for becoming an ice-snow shemale like Du Shaoqing. What's the matter?"
"I have to take everyone back." Li Feng frowned and said, "If they are wronged, I guarantee they will receive a fair trial."
Xu Le looked at him like a naive child and said with a smile, "There is still such a thing as fairness in the federation?"
Li Feng hated the way he looked at him, and sneered: "Do you think that only the empire can find justice?"
"No, the empire is not fair either. The empire is a piece of shit." Xu Le calmly looked at the familiar face in the distance, and then continued after a pause, "But you can't just because of this, you can't be willing to mess with the federation. Shit in your face."
Li Feng looked at the tattered assembled mecha and was silent for a long time.
"As the grandson of the military god, you should know the style of our Seventeenth Division very well, and you should also understand the style of the Seventh Group. When we are insulted and hurt, we will not believe that any outsider can help us solve the problem, we Just believe in yourself."
Xu Le said: "So today you don't expect them to surrender."
Li Feng frowned slowly, and after a moment of silence, he looked at the face in the morning light and said, "Xu Le, I will fight with your dignity, if you lose your opponent, you must give up resistance, I don't want to. Turn this operation into a one-sided massacre."
Xu Le looked at him quietly, sliding his left hand slowly and steadily on the joystick. At this time, he didn't have a simulation system, and underneath him was a tattered hybrid mecha that could collapse at any time. The so-called dignified and fair fight, Actually it's bullshit.
However, no one knew that there was a smiling flower hidden under his calm expression. As he told Xiong Linquan last night, he knew Madman Li, so he could deal with Madman Li, and the situation was going according to his plan. .
"What if I win?" he shouted over there.
The most powerful MXT mecha has a huge disparity in strength compared to the previous tattered assembled mecha. What's more important is that the man who controls the MXT mecha is Li Lunatic. Yu came across the galaxy, and Huaicao Shi suddenly doubled his strength, and it was impossible to defeat the opponent.
So no one thinks that Xu Le will win, including Li Feng, who thinks he is vigilant and cautious. But it is amazing that, based on some hidden worries in his heart, Madman Li replied earnestly after being silent for a while: "If you win Now, I promise no harm to those behind the bushes... but you must die."
"Very well, this is the promise I need." Xu Le said with a smile: "It's just that I don't understand, whether you win or lose, you want me to die, why? No matter as your uncle or uncle, you have no reason to hate me so much. ."
There are only three MXT mechas in the entire federation, and only two people in the entire federation have the ability to control MXT mechas using turbocharging technology, that is Xu Le and Li Lunzi.
The little white flower that belongs to Xu Le is now hidden in the arsenal of the Federation and is dusty, while another MXT mecha with a deeper black has bloomed on the planet of ink flowers for three years. Peach Miasma fought fiercely several times and was unusually brave.
In the morning light of the Golan Heights today, the black MXT mecha was like a god of war. The alloy knife at the front of the right mechanical arm slowly lowered, pointing to his chest and abdomen with an inexplicable fighting intent, and then came Li Feng's low and murderous voice. .
"You named Xiaobaihua Le Qiu, hurting spring is not sad autumn. Really girl, I am different. My name is Zhanxi. You should know the meaning of this name very well."
Xu Le heard the indomitable meaning in his voice, and his eyes narrowed slowly.
The voice from the black MXT continued: "In those mountains, I rescued you from Du Shaoqing's gun, and you told me you were not from the Empire... What happened? You were from the Empire. In Qingcheng Prison, I watched you for a few nights, I asked you if you were from the Empire, you said you weren't, and you turned out to be from the Empire."
"For the next three years, I stayed by Du Shaoqing's side, because I owed him a life, a life for you, and I want to repay this life, but... As long as I don't kill you for one day, my life will be gone. The method is clean and thorough.”
"Three years ago, I let you live, and I have the responsibility and obligation to let you die."
Li Fengfeng looked blankly at the tattered mecha on the edge of the bush in the distance, at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the morning light, the vision at the edge of the eyelashes suddenly became illusory, as if seeing the riot in the military prison in Qingcheng that day, Huaicao poetry burst out In the snow, he chased up wildly, chasing the back of this small-eyed man for dozens and hundreds of miles, and finally caught up to the deep and blue sea. His mood gradually became cold and violent, and he shouted in a deep voice: "I I watched you jump into the sea at that time! You should have died then! Why didn't you die! Do you think I would watch you, the prince of the empire, slip away from under my nose again! Don't think about it, go to hell Bar!"
As the words "Go to death" roared out like three bombs, they slammed into a peaceful Golan Heights wasteland. The black mecha's cockpit door slammed shut. With the unique beeping sound of supercharging, the black MXT controlled by Li Feng suddenly turned into a black cannonball, roaring out, shattering the surrounding air, and blasting towards the tattered mecha 200 meters away!
There are no beautiful evasive tactical movements, and no postures to lure the enemy. The black MXT mecha has accumulated killing intent for three years. With this simple and direct straight line, it is endlessly vented, and the terrifying power is condensed in one point!
The tattered assembled mecha also moved and sprinted down the gentle slope. However, the temporarily repaired mecha could not enter the combat mode at all. The wide crawler of the engineering mecha carried an extremely heavy fuselage and crushed the wasteland. , looks as pitiful as the picture of an old cow pulling a broken car in a prehistoric picture book.
The straight black line slammed into the huge half-body of the tattered assembled mecha, accompanied by the terrifying sound of metal tearing and the sound of heavy components colliding, and the outcome was decided in an instant.
Under the violent slashing of more than ten black MXT sharp swords, the tattered assembled mecha fell apart, turned into a desolate rain of metal flakes, and then fell to the ground.
No miracle happened.
Maybe a miracle will happen.