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Chapter 398 The innate fanaticism!

(Congratulations to the new helmsman "Ouyang Yumian"!)

However, under circumstances that people cannot understand, this is what happened.

Like lights and shadows full of fantasy colors appearing

With a bang, the No. 1 wing was broken, and the machine body instantly became unbalanced and spun.

Then another shot broke the No. 2 wing!

The Jishu soldier was half-kneeling on the ground. His posture at this moment was like a calm sniper king in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The cartridge case was ejected, and two armor-piercing bullets were inserted into the gun chamber again.

Bang, bang!

More than five kilometers away, the Skycracker, which was spinning rapidly and falling, once again burst into flames.

Wings No. 3 and 4 were broken.

That indifferent gesture not only silenced the audience, but even more than half of the people in the special auditorium stood up and stared blankly at the scene, their mouths opening wider and wider.

Previously, it could be said that Rocky Heavy Industries' mecha research and development level was very high.

But to put it bluntly, Relic Technology must have some large groups, but they just don’t want to expose them.

But……

This incredibly accurate and "abnormal" marksmanship is actually a real skill!

That's right, it's a perversion, the kind of perversion that scares countless people.

In the eyes of these senior pilots and observers, their pupils were completely filled with the image of the black mecha half-kneeling on the ground, calmly raising its gun and shooting.

This ordinary movement and the bursts of fire in the air made their souls tremble.

This, this, this...

"Is this Lord Jialan here?" the editor-in-chief of a large media shouted excitedly.

"Looking for death! Do you dare to recognize Lord Jialan's name indiscriminately?" A man in silver clothes with two horizontal and two vertical starry sky symbols embroidered on his chest uniform suddenly stood up and shouted at the person who made the voice.

"You... are right, I shouldn't have mistakenly identified you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The editor-in-chief wanted to play his role as the uncrowned king, but when he saw the mark on the man's chest, he immediately hesitated and did not dare to speak.

.

A high-level quasi-ace pilot, under the command of the Martial God Jialan...

If he opens his mouth again, he is seeking death.

At this time, the one-sided sniping was still continuing.

As if doing an insignificant thing, from the beginning to the end, the Jishu soldiers maintained such a half-kneeling shooting posture, and fired again with the "flame" in their hands.

Bang, bang!

The last two wings were broken from it, and the back of the originally extremely gorgeous Skycracker became completely bare, and together with the punctured engine, it fell from the sky like a torn sack.

"Mu Fan, the mission is completed. Oh, there is still a little to go."

The Jishu soldier who originally lowered his gun raised it, and an orange gun flame flashed past.

The head of the Skycracker falling in the distance exploded into mist.

One shot to the head!

"It's done this time, the other party's signal generator is completely gone."

Hei seemed to have done something insignificant, but his words were full of nostalgia for that moment. He used all the resources he could control in the field to perform full calculations. This feeling that he had not experienced for a long time made Hei feel it instantly.

Feel the meaning of life.

"Thanks, Black."

Mu Fan, who had taken back control, had fire dancing in his eyes. Hei's move completely erased Mu Fan's worries.

The Skycracker that loses its signal generator will no longer be qualified to surrender...

Mu Fan brushed his hands over the console, and the red rifle "Yan" returned to its folded state and hung behind his back. Then the Jishu soldier suddenly squatted down and picked up the irregular heavy sword on the ground again.

Then he hung it behind his back again, and with his right hand he pulled out the flame rain frost blue plugged into the ground. The engine behind the body roared. The Jishu soldiers rushed straight into the distance.

The four mechas watched helplessly as it flew away.

Is it time to enjoy the spoils after victory?

Throne No. 19 is about to welcome a new owner. Suddenly, the image of the black mecha shooting calmly and calmly came to mind, and these pilots suddenly felt a little shuddering in their hearts.

With such incredible shooting skills, can you and others still survive?

So they watched the mecha go away and stepped onto the only metal passage leading to Throne 19.

If challenged, it may be after the throne officially changes hands.

Of course, I might not challenge this mecha.

However, just when people thought that the matter was over, the black mecha bypassed the canyon gate and stepped directly onto the steep wall in front of their surprised eyes.

Heavy feet stepped on the rock wall, and then the engine roared loudly behind it.

The Jishu soldiers jumped directly onto the edge of the canyon and were still running forward!

Do you want to jump directly into the canyon from the edge?

Then why don't you leave the door open?

"Look over there, the direction in which the Skycracker is falling!" Someone seemed to have discovered something was wrong, and suddenly stretched out his finger to point in one direction.

The falling direction of Skycracker?

The shiny white color of the machine body has long since become worn out, and it has completely lost its original beauty after the head exploded.

This mecha will soon fall heavily on the rock, maybe it will be shattered into pieces, right?

However, people saw an extremely fast black figure running along the outside of the canyon, and at the end of the forward line was the falling Skybird.

An earth dragon composed of dust and gravel rolled up behind him, and the Jishu soldiers suddenly jumped up, facing the descending sky-cracking bird, and they fell together.

The Sky-Splitting Bird was pinned to the shoulder by Ji Special Soldier accurately.

Boom!

A circle of smoke and dust rose up, and the Sky-Splitting Bird that Jishu Soldier descended landed safely.

That mecha also avoided being smashed to pieces.

This mecha actually has such martial virtue?

It is really worthy of praise!

Only then did people remember that the special forces did not attack the cockpit in the first place.

Now it was obvious that he was about to fall to death, but instead he caught the opponent.

It's rare for this extremely special soldier to have a touch of humanity.

However, in the heavily rented independent observation room, Donahue's eyes were as sinister as a snake, and his deep voice was hoarse: "Absolutely impossible... He will never be so kind, absolutely impossible!"

People watched silently as the Jishu soldiers landed and lightly shrugged, throwing the Skycracker to the ground.

Mu Fan's eyes looked coldly at the battle light curtain, no one knew what he was thinking.

And the outside world can't even see this action.

Just when people are curious.

Ji Shubing raised his left hand high, but only raised one index finger, and the dim black finger pointed straight towards the sky.

People looked in silence at the black mecha that suddenly made such a strange move.

What is it going to do?

Ji Shubing's left index finger did not move, but his head slowly lifted up, looking straight into the sky along the direction of his index finger.

Some of the audience on the helicarrier felt a chill in their backs, because this mecha was suddenly looking at them!

The Jishu soldiers were indeed looking at them, or to be precise, looking at the helicarrier. Because Mu Fan knew that there must be a pair of eyes on this ship that were looking at him with eyes spitting fire.

And this is exactly what Mu Fan wants.

He just wanted those eyes to see his posture, because he wanted the owner of those eyes to see a wonderful scene.

This posture lasted for about ten seconds. The Jishu soldier slowly lowered his head and looked at the half-disabled mecha at his feet.

He lowered his raised left hand, then grabbed the fuselage without its head and suddenly raised it in front of his eyes.

With his right hand, he inserted Yanyushuanglan into the rock, clenched it into a fist and punched it hard with two punches.

The rear knee joint of the Skycracker instantly became shattered, and the metal support was completely destroyed.

A sneer appeared on Mu Fan's face, and when all was completed, Jishu Bing let go again.

Having lost the support of its hind knee joints, the Skycracking Bird knelt straight on the ground.

There was no head, only a broken fuselage, and three pairs of wings were completely broken.

This arrogant mecha actually knelt on the rock wall with such a miserable appearance, kneeling in front of everyone, with its hollow head facing the Jishu soldiers!

After all this was done, Mu Fan looked at the mecha kneeling in front of him silently. He knew that the pilot in that mecha must be full of reluctance and even fear. He knew that in the sky, There must be a furious young man in a room.

But now, it's all just interest.

Mu Fan's blood-red eyes revealed a cold and ferocious gaze, which was violent and cruel.

The Jishu soldier took half a step back, putting some distance between himself and the mecha kneeling in front of him. His left hand hanging in front of him slowly folded toward his back.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mu Fan's mouth.

I know that you will definitely look at the next scene with various eyes.

But...hehe.

What’s the point of measuring good and evil?

Right or wrong, what’s the use of thinking too much!

I just do things based on what I like or dislike!

This is me, Mu Fan

Innate fanaticism!

so……

From now on, the nightmare comes. (To be continued.)


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