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Chapter 386 The special weapon on the back

“My geoduck is awesome!”

Two-thirds of Fatty's excited face was cheering for Mu Fan, and one-third was proud of being able to use the newly learned vocabulary so quickly.

Coincidentally, next to him was still the fat man in black wearing small round sunglasses.

When Harry shouted this voice, Bai Mao and Fatty in black and sunglasses both looked at him in surprise, with admiration in their eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, the fat man in black and sunglasses gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you learn quickly enough. You need some background to say this kind of thing..."

"Hey, hey, hey. You are still very knowledgeable. I found out after checking it yesterday. I really admire your erudition."

"It's easy to say, I just love learning, because learning makes me live longer, haha"

Seeing this plump and cheerful man in black clothes and sunglasses, Harry suddenly felt that he was no longer keeping up with the times, and this kind of person should be the target of Bai Mao's conversation.

Then he calmly glanced at Bai Mao next to him, and found that this bitch was looking down with a smile on his face, and clapped his hands in a decent manner.

That posture should be standard and standardized, just like a new century aristocrat with three good qualities.

From the corner of Bai Mao's eyes, he saw Fatty paying attention to him, and he couldn't help but feel more and more satisfied with his current performance. He would never accept Fatty's attempt to seek death.

He just wants to be a handsome man who quietly shows off.

To show off, you have to listen to the thunder in a silent place. It is not easy to pretend to be cool and calm. It pays attention to the right time, place and people...

For example, this guy now gives himself 10 points. He doesn't give 11 points because he's afraid of being proud. He doesn't give 9 points because he's afraid that others will say he's too hypocritical.

say……

The fat man raised a big middle finger in his heart.

That represents his contempt that transcends all resentment.

In the special auditorium, Gregory had disappeared, leaving only a few deputy referees.

The Ran family still had the same posture with their hands on their chins. On the seat next to him was Naiden, a man with silver hair sitting with his arms folded.

At this moment, the silver-haired ace pilot looked down at the mechas that were starting to enter the field, and his voice was directed at the man next to him: "Pilot Ran, I heard that you seemed kind enough to send personnel to help Rocky Heavy Industry perform maintenance yesterday.

Already?"

The cold-faced Ran family blinked his eyelids slightly: "I don't know where Pilot Naiden heard about it. I don't know about it myself."

"Yes, I just heard that pilot Ran's new machine seems to have some progress problems. It seems that he has never found a satisfactory engine." Naiden was not annoyed at all when he heard Ran's words, but spoke out in a brisk voice.

"Yes, there are so many engines to choose from, it's really hard to choose." Ranjia adjusted the position of his chin so that his head could rest more comfortably on the back of his hand.

"Then I wish Pilot Ran all the best. It's just that those talkative people below should be severely punished for spreading such news. How could Pilot Ran be such a person?" Naiden smiled softly and stopped paying attention to those around him.

The Ran family looked down.

There, there was almost no sense of existence of the ordinary-looking extreme soldiers. When 71 mechas appeared at the same time, the shocking scene was unheard of.

The only thing that catches people's attention about Jishu Bing is the long metal box in his hand.

Oh, by the way, there is also the alloy heavy sword hanging diagonally, and in the parallel direction there is a much smaller tactical pendant, all red.

etc……

Is that a firearm?

Naiden's eyes hardened a bit. If he saw it correctly, the equipment that resembled a tactical pendant was a heavy gun.

His eyebrows raised.

Why is it carrying a gun?

Isn’t this mecha participating in the battle as a melee combatant from beginning to end?

If the pilot knew how to fly remotely, he would have shown it long ago.

In the mecha martial arts competition, none of the mecha pilots who can advance to the top 71 are fuel-efficient.

Basically, they will lean towards certain specialties.

Players who are not particularly outstanding in both aspects will find it difficult to go far in this competition.

Or is it that the pilots of the Ji Special Forces concealed their shooting characteristics from the beginning?

Thinking of this, Naiden suddenly smiled, how could it be possible?

There is no gun at all in Rocky Heavy Industries' logistics reserves. This gun should have just been ripped off from the Deep Blue Ranger, oh no, from the extreme soldier R.

After the results of this inference came out, Naiden's interest had greatly diminished.

How could the mecha he had always looked forward to use such a stupid move in the end?

In the cockpit of Jishu Soldier, Mu Fan controlled the mecha to move forward following the prompt line on the ground.

He was also a little confused at the moment, and coincidentally, he was discussing this matter with Hei.

Just before appearing on the scene, Hei suddenly asked Mu Fan to mount the heavily loaded red rifle named "Yan" on his back.

five minutes ago.

The huge hole in Jishu Soldier's chest made the mecha useless.

But the good news is that the two most powerful rifles of this mecha are intact.

In the hangar, the dark blue Jishu R was being lifted up by a mechanical arm, and the maintenance robot was transferred to this mecha without any pause.

On the workbench nearby, the two retracted firearms lay quietly.

The Jishu soldiers were obviously almost at the hangar exit.

Hei suddenly said wait.

Then he asked Mu Fan to take off the red rifle.

Mu Fan asked why, and Hei replied like this -

"Because the weapon interface of the ge-z prototype is common to the entire series, it has just been detected that the interfaces of these two weapons match the body perfectly."

Time is tight, and although Hei likes to joke, he never does meaningless things.

So Mu Fan still followed Hei's suggestion.

Now that the mechas have entered the deck of the helicarrier, Mu Fan still can't hold back his doubts when he sees the ferocious-looking, huge, or gorgeous mechas around him. He must confirm the function of this firearm.

.

This "fire" is just a decoration for him, and it will also hinder the mecha's mobility.

"Hei, you can tell me now, even if it matches perfectly, it's useless for me to get it."

Hearing Mu Fan's words, Hei's voice was immediately filled with resentment:

"Why is it useless? I have been debugging and repairing this firearm for the whole day, so that it can be perfectly matched when I go out."

"As the most basic prototype of your Jisui Weapon, many functions are only reserved and have not been deeply expanded. For example, although it has the simple rapid-fire gun before, the high-end fire control system is completely 0! This sir is equivalent to substitute research.

So, let’s make up for the shortcomings of this mecha!”

Mu Fan couldn't laugh or cry as he listened to Hei Congna boasting.

"You understand, if you ask me to fire live ammunition, I can still rely on my muscles to control it. But shooting mechas is completely different. Several of the mechas I encounter now can easily enter the supersonic state of land combat. In this case, this one

The firearms given to me are just for decoration."

He asked himself that even if he trained for a few more years, he would not be able to reach the level of shooting like Roderick. Including the later Earth Fortress, these two mechas could easily block Mu Fan who was walking in a disorderly manner with unique techniques.

.

If it hadn't been for the APM's hand speed that suddenly reached the standard of false flash, the extreme soldier would have definitely used the strength of his shell to test the power of that special shotgun.

"The battle for the throne is basically a melee between 71 mechas. It's not 1v1. Remember, it's not a one-on-one battle!" Heihen said ironically.

"Furthermore, this battle will cover a wide area and last much longer than the previous 1-on-1 combat. Melee mechas have a natural disadvantage in this situation." (To be continued.)


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