mountain forest.
silence.
A wild rabbit jumped out suddenly, chewing something in its mouth.
It is jumping forward, paying attention to the wind and grass around it from time to time.
The rabbit was jumping, when suddenly a hand came down, and it was picked up with a light lift.
For some reason, being caught by this hand, the rabbit trembled and dared not move.
Zhang Yinghao handed the rabbit to Tongtong behind him.
"Cute?" he asked.
"cute!"
Tongtong hugged the rabbit joyfully, and added: "The wild one tastes better, I want to eat it marinated."
"Tsk, you little girl, you are not cute." Zhang Yinghao said.
A cold voice sounded: "Boss, Zhang Peijia shot my paper figurine."
Zhang Yinghao turned around and looked around.
I saw three paper figurines standing on the grass.
One of the paper figurines looks like Zhang Yinghao.
The paper figurine has a black hole in its forehead—like a hole punched by a gun.
A fat man stood beside the paper figurine, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
Zhang Yinghao's paper figurine was instantly burned to ashes.
"There are twenty-four guards around him, and he looks very powerful, but I think he is just afraid of death." The fat man said.
"This... What marshal, did you say something to me?" Zhang Yinghao asked.
"I manipulated your paper doll to persuade him to delay the war, but he read the secret letter and said something to your paper doll."
As the fat man said, he couldn't help laughing loudly.
"What did he say?" Zhang Yinghao asked.
"What kind of shit are you?" the fat man said.
Zhang Yinghao scratched his head.
The killers all around smiled.
They hadn't seen the boss being deflated for many years, and they felt an inexplicable joy in their hearts.
Zhang Yinghao thought for a moment, turned on his optical brain and asked, "Goddess of Justice, can you help me make some genetic medicine for plastic surgery?"
"It's too late. In 19 minutes, the Empire's vanguard mobile armor unit will arrive at the border, and the war is about to begin," said the Goddess of Justice.
"How urgent is the time?"
Zhang Yinghao raised his hand to look at his watch, sighed and said, "I have to use the ancient method."
"Tong Tong."
"kindness?"
"Go and get me that man's face."
Before Tongtong could speak, the fat man whispered to her: "He locked your paper figurine in his room."
Tongtong pursed her lips and said, "You pervert."
"It's not me, it's the marshal." The fat man quickly argued.
"Boss, can I kill that marshal?" Tong Tong asked.
"You can do whatever you want, but killing him is not a workload, and you don't get much money." Zhang Yinghao said immediately.
"Forget it," Tongtong said with a waned expression, "I'll leave him an unforgettable memory."
"Time is running out, you have 7 minutes." Zhang Yinghao said.
"Yes, boss." Tongtong said.
The rabbit was stuffed into another person's hand by her.
Tongtong pulled out two sharp daggers, bit the ponytail in his mouth, bent slightly, and jumped into the air.
In an instant, she turned into a black crow and flew towards the barracks.
"Tongtong is still young after all, go to two people and protect her." Zhang Yinghao said.
The two figures disappeared immediately.
Zhang Yinghao ordered again: "Fatty, you can go up later."
The fat man immediately said with a sad face: "I used to dare to fight the old man twice, but now I don't dare."
"Why?"
"You know, Mr. Wu Sheng recently learned a mysterious exercise method, and his strength has skyrocketed. I am worried that I will be demolished by him."
Zhang Yinghao looked around, and all the men in black who were caught by his gaze avoided his gaze.
He asked: "It's just delaying a little time, and you can still fight against Wu Sheng. No one has signed up for such a good opportunity?"
No one answered him.
The fat man whispered: "The life of a killer is also a human life, boss."
…
border.
Frost gradually covered the earth.
On the hillside, a stream of black iron was galloping against hoarfrost.
The Imperial Vanguard Mobile Armor Division, as the top unit in the vanguard force, has always been the premier elite unit.
After climbing over this mountain and rushing all the way down the hillside, you entered the border of the Federation.
The march was very quick and the whole process was smooth.
The soldiers advanced silently, and everyone worked hard to control the mobile armor meticulously.
Even in the army communication channel, no one dared to say a word.
Because Field Marshal Zhang Peijia is in the army.
He moved forward with the Empire's vanguard Mecha Division.
He said he wanted to see it for himself, and here he is.
This is a very down-to-earth guy.
He was not in a good mood today, so no one dared to talk nonsense, for fear of offending him.
According to gossip, today he received the special envoy of Her Highness the Queen.
The two sides closed the door, and fierce quarrels and curses broke out. The queen's special envoy led several subordinates, and was about to slam the door and leave in a huff.
The marshal directly tied three special envoys and shot one person on the spot.
The Iron Curtain was also aware of this little dispute.
As the most advanced military AI of the Fuxi Empire, it directly passed the marshal and issued orders to all the mecha fighters.
All soldiers were required to attack with all their strength, and not to retreat without the permission of the Iron Curtain, otherwise it would be considered treason.
It began to direct the battle itself.
Mr. Marshal was emptied by an artificial intelligence, and one can imagine the anger in his heart.
Judging by his appearance, he was already on the verge of breaking out.
Several of the Marshal's cronies didn't mind talking about these things.
They wanted everyone to know that the marshal had made up his mind to follow in His Majesty's footsteps.
the other side.
Piedmont.
Confederate advance troops have arrived.
The vanguard troops assembled in a hurry are not superior in strength.
Once such an army encounters the regular army of the empire, defeat is the only end.
But with that man there, everything was different.
The soldiers sat in the mechs, adjusted the holographic projection to a certain angle from time to time, and quietly observed the man.
This is the idol in every soldier's heart.
A middle-aged man.
Thick eyebrows, eagle eyes, dark skin, straight body like a javelin.
Dark green military uniform, black military boots, and a long sword and shield on the shoulder strap—the long sword and shield are the rank of general.
He sat quietly on the shoulder of a five-meter-high mecha, lit a cigarette, and silently watched the mountain outside the border.
According to intelligence, the 477th Mecha Division of the Empire will arrive first.
Once this division with eight thousand mobile armor appeared on the hillside, the war between the two countries would start immediately.
Zhang Zongyang secretly sighed.
The Federation has been at peace for a long time, and its armaments have been abandoned.
On the other hand, the Fuxi Empire, with the emperor's vigorous troops, has been insisting on actual combat exercises, and its combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of the Federation.
Now I can only bear it on my own.
I hope that I can resist for a while longer before my strength is exhausted, so as to buy some time for the entire Federation to prepare.
As he was thinking, a black spot appeared on the hillside.
Zhang Zongyang's pupils shrank suddenly.
Black is the common coloring of Fuxi mobile armor units.
After this black dot appeared, another black dot followed.
Countless black dots appeared one after another.
The mobile armor covered the entire hillside, making roaring sounds one after another.
Thousands of black battle armors began to move towards the territory of the Federation.
Wu Sheng threw away the cigarette, stood up, and shouted: "Ready to fight, for the Freedom Federation!"
"For the Freedom Federation!" the soldiers followed suit.
The mechas roared, ready to attack at any time.
Wu Sheng was about to take the lead, but saw a strange scene on the hillside.
A black mecha came out more and more, and rushed straight to the front.
The black mecha opened, and an imperial officer in a black military uniform jumped out and stood on the mecha's shoulder.
The imperial officer shouted loudly: "Zhang Peijia, Field Marshal of the Fuxi Empire, challenges the Federal Martial Saint Zhang Zongyang to life and death!"
The sound was like thunder, shaking the audience.
At the critical moment, such a scene unexpectedly appeared.
All the ready-to-go federal troops stopped.
Thousands of Imperial Mobile Armors on the hillside also stopped.
The fighting legions of the two countries stopped at this moment.
Between the armies of the two countries, there are very few life-and-death challenges between senior generals.
Once such a situation occurs, what the two generals represent is the honor and disgrace of the country.
As a soldier, there is no way out in such a challenge. You can only do your best to kill the opponent, otherwise you will die.
This is a decisive battle between generals and generals, representing the victory between countries.
According to the rules on the battlefield, no one can disturb this highest-level duel.
The Iron Curtain remained silent, and Justice did not interfere.
There have been countless such duels in the history of human warfare.
In fact, the outcome of each such duel had a huge impact on the course of the war.
The Iron Curtain and the Goddess of Justice, while intensively mobilizing troops, kept their attention on the duel.
Zhang Zongyang narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party.
He hadn't encountered such a daring foe in many years.
"What do you want to challenge?" Zhang Zongyang asked.
"Mecha warfare." Zhang Peijia said.
"Okay, as you wish."
Zhang Zongyang entered his mecha.
Zhang Peijia also jumped back into the mech and closed the cockpit.
In the two camps, gradually there were uniform voices.
"Wu Sheng!" "Wu Sheng!" "Wu Sheng!"
"Marshal!" "Marshal!" "Marshal!"
The armies of the two countries erupted into loud shouts.
The black mobile armor moved first.
It took big strides and swept down the hillside.
While running, the mech unloaded the firepower weapons on its body.
Rotary high-explosive machine guns, high-frequency molecular knives, long-range concussion bombs, small laser barrels, dense fire-control armor-piercing bombs...
These firepower equipment rolled down the hillside, making a rattling sound.
With all accessories removed, the speed of the entire mecha increased by three points.
The speed of the armor continued to increase.
Amidst the violent roar of the engine, the black flying shadow crossed the hill high and came straight for Wu Sheng.
"interesting."
Looking at the opponent's actions, Zhang Zongyang understood in his heart.
Pure mech combat
He didn't think much, and made a decision immediately.
I saw the whole body of the army green mobile armor shaking, and all the weapons fell to the ground immediately.
-boom!
The mecha exploded with an unprecedented roar and rushed towards the hillside.
One black and one green, the distance between the two armors quickly narrowed.