Counterfeit Hero

Many people cannot imagine what will happen when a torrent of steel goes crazy.

However, if you only need to look at the scene when hundreds of thousands of takin gather together to migrate, you will know that no one dares to stand in front of 1,400 crazy mechas.

The Desik Hunter Mecha Regiment, as the third-ranked armored unit in Desik, showed their strength at this moment. They are not takin, so they cannot migrate. What they do is charge!

The whole group had given up the search. They gathered together in an instant, and separated in an instant, divided into nine parts, like a plum blossom blooming in the cold winter.

An angry plum blossom, as bright as blood, exuding a murderous aura in the cold wind.

Nearly two hundred mechas carried out fire suppression in three directions. Three hundred [Warhammers] suddenly rushed towards the first sniper point where Fatty was just now, while the remaining mechas launched an assault on the two wings.

The vibrations of the mecha as it ran, and the dense and continuous explosions, never stopped for a moment.

The sky seemed to have suddenly darkened. In the bright sky without dark clouds, the sunlight seemed to be no longer able to cover the jungle. The sky shook and the earth shook, and the entire jungle was trembling with such crazy explosions.

The rocks at the first sniper point were blasted into pieces that filled the sky under the cover of artillery fire. The surrounding trees were like cut straw, scrambling to break. The crowns of some big trees that had not yet fallen were caught in the hail of bullets. It was swept into sawdust by the volley and scattered in all directions. On the ground, the snow on the trees mixed with the soil was lifted into the sky by the shock wave, and fell like a heavy rain, hitting the ground with a crackling sound.

Tian Xingjian was like a mouse fleeing from an earthquake, avoiding the cat's sight obscenely, turning his four claws wildly and flying all the way. Just when the Desik Hunter Legion broke into the first sniper point, he had already sneaked along the ridge. He climbed up to the second sniping point and poked his head out furtively.

Due to the turn of the hunter mecha regiment, this time Fatty appeared at the ten o'clock position in front of the right side of the mecha regiment.

From a high position, the Desik mecha, which was charging a few hundred meters away, seemed to be right in front of me. However, as the second sniper target, another [Warhammer] with a golden logo was tightly protected by several [Royal Flag] and [Tide] vehicles on the left and right sides, and there was no chance to attack it.

If this [Warhammer] cannot be destroyed, this Dexik Armored Regiment will be like a wild beast that is mad but has not lost its mind. Unless the fat man holds it at a distance all the way in extreme danger, otherwise, it will lose the whereabouts of the enemy. Return to the previous pursuit path, catch up with the miscellaneous army at a faster speed, and then kill everyone in the most brutal way.

Fatty's fingers slid on the control keyboard, and the electronic locking cursor of the sniper gun always moved with the protected [Warhammer], following it like a shadow.

Regardless of whether he can destroy this mecha with one sword and book, Fatty believes that with one more shot, he can firmly attract the attention of the entire Dexik Mecha Regiment. As for whether he can hold it back Whether they could escape within six hours was no longer within his scope of consideration!

The opportunity came soon.

The size, pace, and running frequency of individual mechas are different from those of medium mechas, and the gap between them and heavy mechas is even greater. The golden-marked [Warhammer] is far more flexible and agile than the other mechas around him.

Just when he was about to pounce on the first sniper point, the golden-marked [Warhammer] finally dodged half of its fuselage between the two [Royal Flag] vehicles that could no longer keep up with his pace!

"Tum!"

As Fatty pulled the trigger without hesitation, the sniper cannon made a muffled sound again.

"Boom!" Mud and snow flew everywhere, and the sniper shell did not hit the golden [Warhammer], but fell on the ground in front of the mecha, leaving a small crater.

The moment Fatty pulled the trigger, [Warhammer] strangely stopped charging. The mecha turned around beautifully and dodged the sudden shot. Its entire movement was like flowing water, and its grasp of the landing point of the sniper shells and the timing of evasion were astonishing, as if it had been known in advance and had gone through countless rehearsals.

The fat man immediately understood that this [Warhammer] with the golden logo was definitely the most terrifying enemy he had ever encountered in his life! His mecha control ability is definitely stronger than his own, and he is more experienced and calmer. When he launched the charge, he still maintained the cover of the mechas around him. He had even already judged After the first sniping point, it is just a blank bait!

Then, this [Warhammer] turned himself into a bait, and he leaned out half of his body to lure the sniper to take action!

"***,be cheated!"

With a fierce pull on the joystick, the fat man, knowing that his target had been exposed, simply refused to do anything. [Logic] The tattered body suddenly appeared on the hillside, leaning sideways under a huge and tall cedar tree, like a tall and tall fir tree. The ghost assassin who emerged from the darkness suddenly turned into a bare-chested, muscled jungle hunter, drawing his bow and arrows so fiercely!

"Tum!" "Tum!" "Tum!" "Tum!" "Tum!" "Tum!"

Like a series of dense drums of death, the sniper cannon fire made the Desik mecha regiment who had just turned around unable to believe their eyes. A tattered [Warcraft 3] mecha stood tall and tall on a high hill, unscrupulous. Ground volley. The drumbeat suddenly stopped, and the two [Warhammers] rushing at the front turned into two fireballs in the shooting that was so accurate that they could not be avoided!

Then, everyone saw that [Warcraft 3] raised his left arm and threw out a middle finger!

"Fuck you!" The fat man spat hard!

insult! This is the most direct and most vivid insult that the Desik Hunter Mecha Corps has received since its establishment!

Esterazi finally saw his enemy and suffered the humiliation of Fatty. The anger almost made him explode. This shabby mecha seemed to be teasing a bunch of fools. I had just tried to find a way to expose its target, but he simply stood up and killed two [Warhammers] in front of everyone!

Point-to-point killing, extremely arrogant and public murder, neither of the two [Warhammers] can escape!

Then, this arrogant murderer humiliated the entire Hunter Mecha Group with a contemptuous middle finger!

This is an insult, a demonstration, and a challenge. A shabby [Warcraft 3] second-generation mecha challenges more than a thousand elite [Warhammer] ninth-generation mechas!

This time, not only Esterazi, but the entire Desik Hunter Mecha Group was ignited with anger!

Amidst the gunfire that surged up like a tide, the broken monster turned around, shook its butt at everyone, and plunged into the jungle, letting the subsequent gunfire turn the entire hillside into broken wood and rocks. The hell rises with flames reaching into the sky. .

The artillery fire flashed and then stopped.

When the fat man disappeared, Esterazi had already rushed out. The two short flying wings on the back of [Warhammer] suddenly opened. Under the fierce jet of auxiliary thrusters, the mecha turned into a ball of flying light. He followed the fat man into the jungle.

Esterazi's whole body was ignited by the boiling blood. This [Warcraft] was not only his enemy, but also a rare opponent he had encountered in the war in recent years. He swore that he would never let his ninth-level mecha warrior His honor has been humiliated. He wants to catch this [Warcraft] with his own hands in this battle, make him exhausted and tortured in the endless pursuit, and let him be completely defeated from body to spirit. Use him Every drop of his blood came to pay homage to his younger brother!

Without any orders, the nine [Warhammers] that had been following Esterazi spread their flying wings at the same time. Using Esterazi as arrows, they formed an assault formation and jumped across the jungle at lightning speed. These nine people are the most elite mecha warriors in the Hunter Legion. They follow the golden mark and have rushed into the enemy's defensive formation countless times. They have also chased and killed their prey countless times. No one can escape from the Hunter Legion. There was no escape from pursuit before, and there is no escape now!

The fat man ran desperately.

If someone looks down from the air at this time, they will find that a tattered [Warcraft 3] is constantly changing lanes and running wildly in the jungle. Behind it, ten [Warhammer] vehicles with a golden logo as arrows are tightly packed. They were chasing each other, and the distance between the two sides was only a few hundred meters. Behind the ten [Warhammers], thousands of mechas have spread out to the left and right, like a huge net, surging at high speed in the jungle like a black tide!

"Boom", [Logic] turned around in the air while running at high speed. The sniper cannon almost didn't aim, and quickly threw out a shot while spinning.

A [Warhammer] on the right rear side of Esterazi never expected that this [Warcraft 3] second-generation mecha, which was so broken that it seemed to be broken into parts at any time, could actually do this while running at high speed. Such a difficult move and carelessness caused the mecha to hit the oncoming cannonball firmly with its front chest.

[Warhammer]'s body suddenly paused, with a loud "boom" sound, and the huge impact of the explosion knocked it down. The energy shield dropped to red, and the external armor on the chest had been broken into pieces. The powerful impact force made it fall to the ground. The warrior controlling this [Warhammer] felt dizzy for a while even under the protection of the anti-impact cabin!

The [Logic] of turning around in the air did not stop at all due to the firing of the cannon. On the contrary, the [Warhammer] behind him slowed down like a conditioned reflex, once again extending the distance by tens of meters.

"Idiot!" Bonnie's voice came to Fatty's ears!

The busy fat man had nothing to say, and was about to educate this ignorant woman. Suddenly, the raging gunfire behind him made him shut his mouth. ***, I am really an idiot. If I fire this shot, isn't this just going to give some ideas to the enemy who only knows how to chase after me? .