The Goliath that Augustus encountered was about fifteen feet tall. The design concept of comprehensively increasing the caliber and bomb load capacity was reflected in every aspect of the Camorian Goliath mecha. It was similar to the Tyranx.
Compared with the federal imitation Goliath mechas, the Camorian Goliaths look much rougher. Some traces of modifications using parts from civilian mining mechas can also be seen on these mechas.
The blue and green paint is extremely chaotic, with no regular lines or graphics at all, as if these two colors of paint are simply splashed on the armor surface of the mecha. There is a machine inserted behind the cockpit.
A tattered flag with the KM logo on it blurred.
But it is undeniable that Camorian is actually the designer and developer of this powerful all-terrain ground firepower and air defense support walking mecha. Their Goliath is also more advanced than the federal model produced through assembly line modularization.
danger.
At this time, the Goliath mecha was only eleven or two yards away from Augustus and the others. The huge Camorian Goliath walking mecha walked up the slope to A-220 Commercial Street step by step. Shoulder-mounted
The cannons moved at a very close distance and swept the federal marines who were caught off guard as the upper cockpit turned left and right. In the blink of an eye, two more marines were hit.
The dense spike bullets of the federal marines could only leave a white mark like raindrops on the armor's shield and cockpit glass, but this was far from enough to damage the steel giant.
"Zander, blow off his legs." Augustus said on the communication channel: "Ward, aim at the cockpit!"
As soon as Augustus finished speaking, an electromagnetic wave flew out from the top of his helmet. An electromagnetic pulse wave with a diameter of about twenty feet was like ripples caused by a drop of water dropped into the water in the parking lot.
The entrance to the slope unfolded, and the overflowing current seemed like a swimming thunder snake.
The chaotic electrical pulse caused a snowflake-like garbled code to temporarily appear on the display screen of Augustus, and the garbled code returned to normal in less than a second. With the heart-wrenching sound of metal twisting, the aircraft
One of the Goliath Mecha's walking legs was blown off, and its body tilted to one side and was about to fall to the ground.
At the same time, Ward, who had completed his aiming, fired the first rocket through the personal rocket launcher on his shoulder. The rocket, which could automatically aim and track heat sources and electromagnetic signals, accurately hit the Goliath.
cockpit.
This caused Goliath to tilt backwards in a large arc, change directions, and fall on his back.
Augustus and several surrounding marines immediately ran towards the fallen Goliath. After a few irregular breaths, he slung his Gauss rifle across his back and climbed through the climb outside the Goliath cockpit.
He climbed up to the cockpit of the mecha.
At this time, the tempered glass of the cockpit had been shattered by rockets. The cockpit was very small and could barely accommodate one person sitting in it. The old leather seats were taken directly from a scrapped tractor.
An inner-curved console is a mess of buttons and display panels of different sizes.
So, Augustus held the driver's neck with one hand, and as the servo system of the power armor beeped, a bald Camorian man wearing a black single eye patch was lifted out by Augustus.
This bald man's face was covered with scars left by the adventurers' wind and heat, and his slightly obese body was dripping with blood from being punctured by rocket shrapnel and glass fragments. With a bang, the mecha pilot was killed
Augustus was thrown to the ground, and then he jumped down and stood in the shadow of the Goliath Mecha.
"Omo and Benjamin were hit." Zander said with a trembling voice on the communication channel: "Damn, that bastard was targeting our machine gunner."
"You bastard!" Upon hearing this, Renault rushed up and grabbed the driver, raised the Gauss rifle, and pointed the muzzle at his nose: "I swear I will make you regret coming into this world.
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In Renault's hometown of Chailo Centerville, the Omo family and the Renault family are neighbors, parents and friends who have known each other for many years. The relationship between Omo and Renault, who grew up together, is as good as real brothers.
"Leave him to me." Augustus walked to Renault's side.
Renault looked at Augustus: "Augustus, let me finish him off."
"I said, give him to me." Augustus repeated, and no one could see his expression behind the mask.
Augustus took the driver from Renault's hands, grabbed his collar with both hands and raised it until the driver's eyes were parallel to his. Perhaps he didn't even have the strength to lift his head.
Hanging low, but still breathing.
"How many Goliaths like you are there on this street, in this area, and how many people are ambushing here?" Augustus pulled the driver's face in front of him.
"What do you want to know? Huh?" The Goliath pilot struggled to raise his weather-beaten face, trembling and cracking his mouth open, revealing two rows of teeth soaked in blood.
"The only thing I know...ahem...is that you're an eggless Federation beast."
The driver couldn't continue, so Augustus threw him to the ground and put his foot on his chest, which was heaving violently.
Augustus took off the Gauss rifle from his back, held the barrel and magazine with both hands behind his back, raised it high, and with the powerful power provided by the servo system, aimed at his head and swung it hard. As if
It was like swinging an axe, and in an instant, blood flew everywhere.
"Augustus..." Renault next to him stretched out a hand to Augustus, but quickly put it down. It wasn't until today that he realized one thing, that is, the always gentle
Augustus would also be furious.
Augustus withdrew the rifle as quickly as he had swung it out, grabbed the blood-stained rifle and walked back.
No one noticed that there was a plastic-wrapped two-inch photo of a smiling baby in the palm of the right hand of the Goliath pilot that was slowly spreading out.
When Augustus returned to his men, the communications channel was in chaos as Lundstein injected Omo with tranquilizers and analgesics.
"Benjamin is dead." Amy Brandon knelt beside Benjamin, who was lying on his back, and held his head with both hands.
Augustus felt that his heartbeat had stopped for a few seconds. He walked straight towards Benjamin who was lying on the ground. Benjamin's power armor was one size larger than Augustus's, and there was a white cross on his chest.
There were three holes about two inches wide in his armor, one of which was right above his heart.
Perhaps for Benjamin, the pain was only a momentary thing. After the machine gun bullet penetrated his chest, the entire heart was crushed in the high-speed rotation of the bullet, and then stopped beating forever.
Benjamin's eyes had been closed, and there was no expression on his face, as if he was just sleeping. Augustus was silent, reflecting this scene in his heart, and vowed that he would never forget it.
"Report the casualties." Augustus quickly stood up again and walked towards Omo, who was not far away from him.
"One man was killed and one was injured in the fourth squad of the third platoon of the fifth company." Corporal Hoppe then cursed again: "There are no injured now."
"Two people from the second squad of the fourth platoon of the company were killed in action," said Private First Class Ryder of the Reintegrated Soldiers.
Augustus knelt on one knee next to Omo who was lying on the ground. Omo's helmet had been opened by Lundstein, and an M2 backpack made of waterproof canvas was used to cover the punctured belly armor.
The young man's eyes were staring at the sky, his mouth opened and closed, and he tried his best to suck in air into his lungs and coughed like a thick phlegm. Blood was flowing in with every forceful breath he took.
Lung cavity.
One of his lungs was punctured.
"Tom, good boy, don't be afraid, it's no big deal." Augustus' helmet visor slowly moved up so that Omo could see his face: "You will be saved."
"Squad leader..." Omo said softly: "The suicide note is in the pocket of my shirt."