Counterfeit Hero

Countless artillery shells roared and shot through the jungle. The violent explosion was like being pushed by an invisible hand, sweeping forward like a wave. The surrounding trees were broken, shattered, flew, and burned under the gunfire, and the earth was blown up to cover the sky. of.

In this fierce pursuit of artillery fire, [Logic] is like playing an exciting piano movement. It changes direction wildly and gallops among the giant trees that are hundreds of meters high and difficult for ten people to hold. Every step brings a sense of excitement. There was a dense, deafening, and shadowy sound of death.

No matter how long it takes, there is only one moment, and it follows everything like a shadow. No matter what adjectives are used, it is difficult to describe the relationship between artillery fire and [logic]!

Esterazi and the nine [Warhammers] behind him have played the game of cat and mouse countless times, but they have never seen a mouse like this [Warcraft], which seemed to have become a spirit!

Countless times, I saw that this shabby [Warcraft 3] could no longer dodge the artillery fire, but it was able to refract in an incredible way. Its movements had no rules at all, like a wild antelope. Hanging corners.

Accurate calculation of advance, tracking shooting, illogical shooting, regional fire blockade, ten [Warhammers] almost used all available shooting methods. A full half an hour passed, even though the continuous artillery fire almost destroyed the long-range fire. Covering every big tree on the nearly 100-kilometer escape route, this tattered [Warcraft] was still running around in front of the Desik hunters at the same speed and posture without any injuries!

This fact makes every [Warhammer] go a little crazy. Is this really the result of ten ninth-generation mechas chasing a broken second-generation mecha? That [Warcraft] with its belly, its butt sticking out, jumping and jumping, rolling and crawling is really weird.

"Boom", another energy cannonball grazed [Logic]'s body and hit the big tree next to him, punching a big hole in the thick tree trunk. [Logic]'s body swayed twice, and his feet were like butterflies piercing flowers. In two long steps, he had already ducked behind the tree, and pushed the already shaky trunk with his backhand.

As the tree trunk fell towards the pursuing pursuers, [Logic], with fire spraying from his butt, had already thrown himself into a dense giant bush on one side. As the color of the environment simulation device on the mecha changed rapidly, [logic] disappeared in an instant.

The sniper's professional skills, disappearing and sneaking, were used by Fatty, who was out of breath, in the mecha escape. In the [Logic] computer-scanned map of the entire mountain jungle area, this jungle mountain and canyon area with the giant bushes unique to Mozhi is the target area for Fatty's escape.

If he couldn't escape here, Fatty knew that he would never be able to get rid of this group of pursuers until he died of exhaustion. This boundless giant bush is a natural place for sneak attacks. Thousands of mechas are thrown into this mountain where bushes and various plants grow densely, just like a basin of water is poured into the desert. Only here can Fatty be sure to contain this mecha group, and only here can he have a chance to fight back!

Estella, who was already no more than two hundred meters away from the [Warcraft] ahead, moved the joystick and dodged the fallen giant cedar. The huge energy cannon on the mecha's right arm kept firing rapidly. , sweeping away the giant bushes that blocked the traces of [Warcraft].

[Warcraft] disappeared!

Ten [Warhammers] who couldn't believe their eyes opened fire violently at the same time. The fierce outpouring of firepower swept away the dense bushes in front of them into a large blank area with only the remains. However, that strange [Warhammer] Warcraft] still has no trace, as if a drop of water has evaporated from this world out of thin air.

The [Warhammers] looked at each other in disbelief, and a strange smell filled the air.

The difficulty of catching a sneaky mecha in the dense giant bushes is simply not the same as it was in the open clearing in the cedar forest. However, Esterazi had no choice. This damn [Warcraft] not only killed his brother, but also humiliated the entire Hunter Mecha Group with two point kills and a middle finger!

If a second-generation mecha that looked like it was dug out of a scrapyard was allowed to escape from the sight of thousands of eighth- and ninth-generation mechas, this shame would never be erased in a lifetime. Whether it is Esterazi, who is a ninth-level mecha warrior, or the entire hunter mecha group, such a result is unacceptable.

This battle will not only make them a second-rate mecha regiment in the Dexik Empire, but will also make the Hunter Mecha Regiment the laughing stock of all their peers. By that time, no one will be able to hold their head high again. So, even though Esterazi knew full well that pursuit would be more difficult in the bush, where enemies would swoop out from unexpected darkness to fight back, he rushed into the jungle without hesitation.

The dense branches and leaves that are head-high were divided to both sides in front of the transparent observation window of the mecha's cabin. The ten mechas maintained their formation and discharged a wave-cutting trace in the bushes.

The cold wind blew by, and the branches and leaves of the bushes swayed, making a rustling sound. The footsteps of the mecha running were also very clear.

However, every [Warhammer] felt that the silence here was terrifying. They seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeats clearly. The mecha radar was fully turned on. On the display screen, except for themselves and nine companions, there were only one person within a kilometer nearby. , there is no trace of any mecha at all.

Could it be that the [Warcraft] has left this area?

A [Warhammer] walked cautiously on the far left side of the team. The mecha warrior stared intently at the mecha radar and panoramic telescope, moving step by step. He seemed to have a hazy feeling that the strange [Warhammer] ], not far from him.

However, there was no sign to support his belief in his feelings. There were only trees around him.

[Warhammer] walked over from a place less than thirty meters away from [Logic].

[Logic] stood quietly next to a tree. Unless he walked closer, he would have no way of realizing that this leaf-covered bush was actually a mecha. And [Logic]'s biological two-state metal is fundamentally The nemesis of mecha metal radar detection, especially when it enters stealth mode, is the metal state in the bioband, which is beyond the cognitive range of all metal detection radars.

Bonnie naturally didn't know these things. Her heart was already in her throat. As an excellent mecha warrior and a leader of the special forces, Bonnie had not felt so nervous in many years. No matter how dangerous it was, She can also be calm and composed in battle. However, since being captured by this fat man, Bonnie felt that her nerves had become much weaker. This fat man who did not play his cards according to the rules could drive people crazy every time he acted. Just as the mecha passed by, the trembling fat man secretly dug a hole in the ground to bury something. .

Bonnie could see clearly from the mecha computer. [Logic] The anti-skid teeth on her feet gently opened up the soil. A mecha mine slid gently from the weapon compartment down her leg into the pit. Fatty looked around. As he stood, the mecha's feet moved the soil gently without leaving any trace, covering up the mines.

"Damn Fatty, don't you know how dangerous it was just now?" Bonnie said bitterly.

The fat man raised his head in astonishment: "Why do you care so much about me?" As he spoke, he manipulated the [Logic] that laid the mines, moving gently in the bushes like a civet cat, talking nonsense, "I can't I am warning you seriously, I have a wife. Moreover, my will is very unstable. If you seduce her a few more times, I will not forgive you if I make a mistake."

Bonnie almost fainted from the anger of this amorous idiot, and spat: "Who wants to seduce...what do you want to do?" Seeing [Logic] approaching a [Warhammer] like a weasel, Bonnie felt that she was completely collapsed. This crazy fat man actually tiptoed behind ten [Warhammers]. Being forced to live and die with such an idiot was really the most tragic thing in the world.

"***, shut up!" Fatty said angrily, "Don't scream like a resentful woman, I don't want to rape you!"

"I don't want to die with you, stinky pig!" Bonnie rarely cursed and said coldly, "Do you think you can fight against the third-ranked Hunter mecha group in the Dethik Empire by yourself? Or are you sure you can kill nine level seven and one level nine mecha warriors at the same time?"

"Level 9 mecha warrior!" Fatty trembled all over and said with fear, "You mean, such a good piece of meat has happened to me? How did you know?"

Bonnie quietly moved her tied hands behind her, felt the rope loosen, and said coldly: "In the Gacharin Empire, is there anything the Mythical Legion doesn't know about? The chief and deputy commander of this hunter mecha regiment, They were originally twin brothers. The one you just killed was the deputy captain. His mecha's golden flame mark was a little smaller than that of the main captain. If you just wanted to anger them and contain them, your goal has been achieved. "

The fat man curled his lips and said, "It's only been an hour. To get rid of their tracking, we have to hold them here for at least six hours."

"Six hours, is it possible?" Bonnie glanced at Fatty disdainfully: "Just you?"

"Just me!" Before the fat man's voice fell, [Logic] suddenly shot up and rushed towards the nearest [Warhammer] in the air. In the lightning flash, [Logic] had already crossed a distance of more than 20 meters, and the machine His right arm punched the external armor of the [Warhammer] vest, shattering the thick armor pieces. Before the [Warhammer] could react, his left hand reached out like lightning, and [Logic]'s palm knife suddenly cut open the [Warhammer]'s fuselage and plunged straight into it.

"Roar!" The [Warhammer] who was attacked shouted violently, turned around forcefully, and the armored battle ax of his right hand quickly slashed at [Logic]'s neck. The edge of the ax was jagged and flashed with a faint blue light. It turned out to be an ion battle axe. !

Fatty never expected that this [Warhammer] could fight back under such a fatal attack on the most critical part of the mecha, the vest. Moreover, judging from its movements and the flashing ion light on the ax head , the drive, energy and control systems were all not harmed at all. Seeing the battle ax reaching his neck, he couldn't help but be horrified, he shrank his head in embarrassment, and flew away with his hands away.

The [Warhammer] that was attacked by a sneak attack fit forward without hesitation, with the round shield of his left arm protecting his chest in a standard fighting posture. The battle ax of his right hand drew an arc and went straight to [Logic]'s chest compartment.

Not far away, Esterazi and eight other [Warhammers] had already heard the sound and pounced over. For a moment, branches and leaves were flying among the dense bushes, and the sound of steel collisions was endless!

"Unlucky!" The fat man was at a disadvantage because he didn't understand the ninth-generation mecha like [Warhammer] at all, and [Logic]'s dense magnetic frequency conversion wave was blocked, making it impossible to conduct structural analysis on [Warhammer], so that the sneak attack failed and he was immediately Faced with the difficult situation of being exposed and entangled by the enemy. Seeing the mecha fit and pounce on it, the fat man who didn't dare to fight instantly increased his hand speed to forty movements. [Logic] suddenly rushed forward, jumped into the air, and kicked the shield of [Warhammer]'s left arm. He rushed back with all his strength and threw himself down the hillside on the right.

[Warhammer] aims to entangle [Warcraft], how can it let a fat man escape so easily? At this time, the battle ax in his right hand was already exhausted. In a hurry, [War Hammer] suddenly opened his hand and abandoned the axe, grabbed [Logic]'s leg, and slammed [Logic] to the ground.

With such a delay, Esterazi had already pounced on him first, with the golden-marked [Warhammer] pressing down like a mountain. The right-hand battleaxe instantly split several rays of light and shadow, covering the tattered [Warcraft] that had just fallen to the ground.

"The energy of the war hammer is concentrated in the lower abdomen," Bonnie shouted hurriedly. Although she knew that it was a little late for her to say this now, but for some reason, she seemed to be able to create miracles for this thing. The fat man has such an indescribable expectation.

"You bitch, you didn't tell me earlier!" the fat man cried aggrievedly, his hands turned into two light balls, and hundreds of instructions were transmitted to the logical control center through the control system in an instant. This is perhaps the most complicated roll in all human mecha battles. Every joint of Logic is twisting, like a drive bearing strung together. Relying on the local explosive power of several joints, it suddenly moves towards Turn down the slope.

However, all this seemed to be too late. The speed of the ninth-level mecha warrior Esterazi was too fast. The sharp breath of the battle ax that was faster than a meteor destroyed all the branches and leaves of the shrubs in front of him, with a roaring sound. The sound of wind rushes towards the rolling head of [Logic].

Bonnie's eyes were a little distracted. Looking at the almost impossible to dodge the tomahawk, she didn't know how to escape from death!

The rolling [Logic] suddenly curled up into a ball in an extremely soft posture. At the moment when the battle ax came, the mecha's tattered body suddenly stretched out, and with a rabbit kick, his legs went straight to [War Hammer] ]'s lower abdomen, and its mechanical left arm suddenly wrapped softly around the axe-wielding right arm of [Warhammer] like two poisonous snakes.

Oh my god, what kind of mecha move is this? Bonnie's eyes suddenly lit up, and she bit her tongue hard:

Not a dream! .