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1941 The Love of Broken Wings 15

Fortunately, she avoided it, otherwise the opponent would have used her mecha as a wall to step on, then did a backflip, and might have been kicked to the ground.

Seeing that the captain failed to succeed, everyone made a sound of regret.

The captain couldn't help but sweat dripping. He was so agile and his flexibility was extraordinary. This ace pilot really deserved his title, and the opponent was not exaggerating.

The mecha she is using now is an ordinary mecha. She needs time to adapt to the memory of the body master, and the body master also needs to recall the characteristics of ordinary mechas. After all, the last time the body master used an ordinary mecha was six years ago. Xining stood there,

Continue to wait. Use the captain's actions to determine how to respond next.

The captain stood there and waited, concluding that the opponent would not come over on his own initiative. It was impossible to remain in a stalemate like this, and he would either declare a draw or fight on his own.

We can't declare a draw. If we can defeat the opponent, we will have bragging rights for a lifetime. If Yanchen has retired, he will not be able to fly mechas in the future. The commander just said that this is the last time. The question now is, if he does not take the initiative to attack

, the commander-in-chief, after waiting impatiently, declared a draw, thus ending everything.

Thinking of this, the captain yelled, this would give him courage. Battles are often determined by one move, and his own life is used as a bet. But this time, he used the face of the Interstellar Alliance's mecha department as a bet. Then

It was also something as important as his life. He accelerated and ran on the spot, letting the mecha rush forward.

The current distance is 17 meters. An ordinary mecha starts running at 7 meters, and runs at a large speed at 11 meters per step. You can rush to the front in about ten steps... He quickly estimated.

Suddenly the opponent raised his arm and launched the only remaining bomb.

The target was not him, but the ground in the middle?! The bomb hit the ground, immediately blasting a crater and sending up dust and sand all over the sky.

Rather than stopping, the captain chose to continue rushing forward, because it would be very risky to launch thermal missiles from this distance. And if the opponent attacks him, the mecha system will prompt, and the mecha's own detection system,

Not to mention the dust, even in heavy fog or sandstorms, various methods can be used to outline the general outline of the opponent.

What's more, he also has a knife in his hand, and when he swings it, he can make the opponent unable to get close.

At this time, the opponent also moved, but instead of running towards him, he jumped up... The captain quickly stopped, and under the effect of inertia, the mecha still rushed forward two steps. He turned his feet sideways,

The mecha also turned its feet sideways, using the friction on the soles of its feet to stop faster.

The mecha turned sideways slightly, rubbing its feet on the ground, and its body just passed through the dust and sand raised after the bomb exploded. Then the system issued a prompt that the opponent was launching a heat-sensing missile!

This heat-sensing missile was launched from above and shot vertically towards him. It should have been launched from the air after the opponent flew up.

Damn it, the captain wanted to escape, but another missile was aimed at him from behind. That was after the opponent landed on the ground, he fired another missile immediately.

Attacked from both sides, the captain knew that he had no way to escape. The missiles above made it difficult for him to fly, and the missiles behind him made it impossible for him to move horizontally... In less than two seconds, in a simulated explosion of flames in front of him

, the system and the outside screen prompted that his mecha was blown up and the pilot died.

After walking out of the simulation cabin, the captain was convinced of his defeat. He was full of respect for this thin "little girl": "Thank you for your advice." Then he gave a solemn military salute.

Not only are the movements sensitive, but the use of weapons is also very good. To judge the most effective strike in a very short period of time and win the victory, this is the biggest test for mecha pilots in addition to technology.

Xining nodded slightly, then returned to her original state of listless sampling, and cast her gaze on the ground in front of her. The main reason was that the body owner didn't like to talk, so she had to avoid speaking as much as possible.

Iger came over and put her coat on for her: "Let's go."

She put on her coat and silently followed Egg out of the mecha department.

"Farewell, Commander." The captain and all the members watched the group leave.

Among the dozen or so people, the most eye-catching ones were the tall black figure in the middle and the short figure beside him who only reached his chest.

As soon as the person left, a pilot couldn't help but ask: "Captain, why do you salute her?" Didn't he hate her before, and he would gnash his teeth every time she mentioned it.

The captain asked back: "Do you know why the superiors always send you to take her to other places to delay her as much as possible?"

"Why?" Everyone was puzzled by this. It was clear that a team of people could kill her if they attacked together. They proposed no less than ten plans, but the superiors refused to issue such an order, so they had no choice but to follow it.

"You, you, and you!" the captain pointed out one by one: "You have all received the task of attracting her to other places, right? But you are all still alive!"

The captain had mixed feelings and couldn't help but surge in his heart: "If you fight alone, there is no way you can win. Even I don't have much chance of winning."

Win or die. Even the captain with the most combat experience lost today. Everyone has witnessed with their own eyes that with the same ordinary mecha, the opponent's movements are clean and neat. When defending, he can accurately estimate the opponent's next move. When attacking, it is hard to guard against.

Won quite nicely.

If the other party really made a killing move, like they did just now, if it was a real battle, it would be impossible for them to still stand here and stare at them with hatred.

What they didn't notice was noticed by the superiors. Only then did the commander give the order to send out a mecha at a time to lead Michael Angel Wings to other places.

It is quite difficult to control a mecha. A steel body more than ten meters high can destroy a tall building with just one slap. What is even more difficult to control than destruction is the possibility of life...

"She is the king, the god of mechas!" the captain said sincerely, making everyone awe.

Sitting on the aircraft, Xi Ning leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes. Controlling the mecha is very physically demanding, and the spirit is always in a state of high tension. If you relax even a little, you may be destroyed. But the body master is really

With two brushes, this time it can be considered that he used this body to fulfill his mission and successfully fought the final battle.

Then I heard the softer voice of Egg sitting opposite me: "What a pity."

Does it mean that she can no longer control mechas in the future? Xining closed her eyes and smiled secretly: "I have passed the retirement age long ago." The implication is that there is nothing regrettable. You can retire at the age of thirteen, but the owner of the body is already there.

I am sixteen years old. If I don’t retire, I will never grow taller in this life.

After a short silence: "Now that you have won, what reward do you want?"

After competing three times and winning three times, the mecha department has lost all face, so what reward can be given?

Xining narrowed his eyes and glanced at this handsome guy: "If you ask for it, you may not give it."
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