"As you wish!" At the same time as the sound of the meat hob sounded, artillery fire struck again.
Tang Warrior raised a light blue energy shield in the gunfire, and then, within half a second, his disillusionment was like a soap bubble.
"Come again!"
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"Come again!"
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More than a hundred mechas gave Tang Lang no chance at all, and the endless artillery fire overwhelmed him time and time again.
No matter whether he raised the energy shield immediately or tried his best to make evasive maneuvers, the artillery fire covering an area of ten square meters covering his front, back, left, right, top, and bottom would always fall accurately on the Tang Warrior mecha.
The mecha, which was faithfully modeled according to the armor strength of Tang warriors, was blown into a pile of metal parts again and again in the gunfire.
The neurological damage caused by the consecutive "deaths" made Tang Lang's face become paler, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his voice of "Come again!" was as firm as before.
It has to be said that although some of the weird postures provided by Hobrourou are similar to "yoga", they are very obscene, but those postures that control every part of the mecha, especially the machine parts of various large and small joints, to the extreme,
It was a great help to Tang Lang.
Tang Lang, who was forced to subconsciously use his previous training results to avoid artillery fire, tasted the benefits.
Tang Lang could even fold his upper body and lower body in an instant to make an "iron bridge" posture, and then roll himself into a ball the next moment, using the energy shield to withstand the long-range energy cannon for 0.5 seconds, and "roll" for more than ten seconds.
meters away, and then used the terrain and surrounding debris to continue to move around to avoid the incoming blow.
It doesn't look like a mecha, but more like a human warrior trying to survive on the battlefield. It's hard for anyone to believe that a mecha can make such flexible controls in an instant.
In fact, mechas on the battlefield rarely encounter such a completely asymmetrical situation. Their most common operation is to open the energy shield, jump to avoid all kinds of artillery fire, and then engage in hand-to-hand combat with the opponent, each relying on his own ability.
Kill your opponent until you are killed.
It's quite like the duel between two armies in the ancient cold weapon era of Blue Star. Avoiding the shooting of long-range archers, the rest is a competition of courage, skill and even military strength. White knives go in and red knives come out. Whoever can fight and dare to fight whoever has more will win.
Get the final victory.
Of course, when the defensive side has deployed enough long-range energy cannons, live ammunition cannons or missiles, the attacking side will not launch an attack rashly even if it does not have enough troops. It is not much different from taking the initiative to die.
But like Tang Lang, being constantly surrounded by more than a hundred mechas is almost invisible. Even if he is chased by mechas that far exceed his own, no one will be stupid enough to wait for others to complete the encirclement.
Silly Buhuhu started to avoid the artillery fire.
But the training scene for Hob Rouge was like this. He was surrounded by mechas and was attacked with long-range firepower. In fact, after Hob Rouge discovered that Tang Lang had withstood the first wave of attacks, he began to use his battlefield experience to use the terrain.
After avoiding artillery fire with various types of mecha wreckage, not only did the terrain turn into flat ground, but the various types of mecha wreckage also became virtual images.
Tang Lang, apart from relying on himself to control the mecha to perform various evasive actions, could no longer rely on external objects.
For more than fifteen consecutive "data days", hundreds of people died every day, and the horrific devastation made even Tang Lang feel a little hopeless.
In these fifteen days, apart from the same death, it is not that there has been no change.
From the first day of the mecha's battle record, the "survival time" has never exceeded 1 second. Until now, the survival time of Tang Lang and his Tang Warrior mecha has exceeded 6 seconds. This also means that Tang Lang can already survive on more than 100 mechas.
It takes about 6 seconds to survive the crazy shooting of the mecha.
That was an achievement that would amaze anyone. You must know that not long ago, Tang Lang could only control the mecha to crawl on the ground.
But on this battlefield, no matter how amazing it is, in the sky full of artillery fire, Tang Lang is still just a little scum that can only survive for six seconds. Although, Fatty Bai Hobrou has gradually given up on Tang Lang
ridicule.
After a death, Tang Lang finally couldn't help but burst out, "Damn it, what exactly is qualified!?"
In fact, it’s no wonder that Tang Lang, who is as determined as he is, is so crazy. According to Tang Lang’s review of the classification of mecha divisions in the simulation cabin during the break between battles, he is absolutely sure that in such a scene, even an intermediate level
A mecha master, no matter whether he is level one or level three, as long as his hand speed does not exceed 75, he will be blasted by the cannon fire in less than 3 seconds.
And he himself was able to reach the limit of 6 seconds. This does not mean that his hand speed has exceeded that of an intermediate mecha master, but it is entirely due to his warrior instinct and his control of the mecha joints through those weird movements.
Spend.
In other words, his hand speed may not have reached the standard of an intermediate mecha master, but his control accuracy of mechas is far higher than that of an intermediate mecha master. Now he can even control mechas to win
Pass a thin thread through the mouth of a needle.
As Hoburu said, he can even control the mouth of the mecha's head for making sounds and raise the corners of his mouth to express his facial emotions. If a designer installs enough parts on that piece instead of just one piece,
As for armor plates.
However, this still prevented him from breaking through the bottleneck, and what greeted him was still boundless "death" that seemed impossible to get rid of.
No one likes death, even after "dying" thousands of times.
This time, for the first time, Hobby Rou did not mock, but showed his own experience and released a video.
A mecha that should not be more than three meters tall, with shining metallic armor and a rather cool streamlined shape encountered the same battlefield as Tang Lang, but he survived for more than 30 seconds.
No, to be precise, it was not just that it lasted 30 seconds, but that it took 30 seconds to dodge the gunfire at high speed and then launch its own attack. At least more than twenty mechas were attacked.
Destroyed by his long-range energy cannon.
When he closed the distance and entered hand-to-hand combat, the remaining nearly a hundred mechas were destroyed in a devastating manner.
It was like a tiger breaking into a pack of wolves.
Tang Lang, who was dumbfounded, could only look up at the high mountains and stop.
If this was Master Jin's martial arts world, according to martial arts levels, he would belong to the level of Dugu Qiubai, while a little shrimp like Tang Lang could at most be regarded as Ke Zhen'e, the leader of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan.
That's right! Tang Lang gritted his teeth and shouted "Come again!" every time, just like Daxia Ke, shouting: "Take your life!" But the ending is always the same.
Of course Hobadorou wouldn't say that, it was a video he simulated using the data of the brain-controlled mechas in the Yanyun Galaxy that were thousands of years ahead of this starry sky and the mechas of this era. Not to mention 1vs120, even 200, 300, it's all there.
It is possible to win the battle. The level of technology is completely different.
But there is no doubt that this video stimulated Tang Lang.
For a full "data month", Tang Lang, who was stimulated by the master, spent endless "deaths".
So much so that Fatty Bai finally gave up his usual taunting, and instead silently followed Tang Lang's request, restarting the battlefield over and over again, and then watched Tang Lang being blown to pieces.
It was still the same battlefield that had been repeated a thousand times, with hundreds of mechas densely surrounding Tang Lang. The muzzles of the guns were glowing as dark as death, aiming at his Tang warrior mechas.
Then, fire, volley.
But Tang Lang's eyes were as calm and resolute as ever, as if the fear of "death" had no impact on him.
His hands moved with a strange rhythm on the console. His hand speed was not very fast, but the movements were only thirty or forty, but they were smooth and smooth, as if he were playing the piano gracefully.
As Tang Lang's fingers slowly slid over the control levers and buttons, Tang Warrior's originally sturdy body seemed to dance along with it and became extremely light.
Dancing in the sky full of gunfire, dancing on the tip of death's knife.