"Is it you?" Mingyi reacted, and his heart suddenly moved: "Brother, do you have any good suggestions?"
Although Tang Lang is not well-known, not only his previous suggestions have been proven to be extremely correct, but what further proves his strength is his spectacular maneuvers at high altitude.
The researchers thought that Tang Lang was manly enough to continue firing to support his teammates just because he chose to plummet. However, only as a warrior can you know that not only does this require enough courage, but it also requires stronger control.
In the state of free fall, it is extremely rare to maintain a peaceful mind, and in this state, Tang Lang also needs to issue extremely precise control instructions to the mecha and use the nozzle of the mecha's engine to adjust the center of gravity of the mecha. That is
The most terrible.
Whether it was his tough nerves or precise control, Tang Lang was considered a master, and he was able to sneak into the dense forest silently without being attacked so far. In Mingyi's opinion, it was an even more brilliant performance. If he could, he would do it
I hope everyone can hide their whereabouts like him and avoid this wave of fatal attacks.
Of course, since he was able to identify Tang Lang as a master, the scary guys on the opposite side would not be blinded. It was perfectly normal for him to be targeted by a master who had not made a move so far.
"If we want to leave here, there is only one way. Kill a few of them. Only if they lack long-range firepower can we have a chance to retreat!" Tang Lang's voice came.
Mingyi wanted to say, isn't this nonsense? They fought back with all their strength, didn't they just hope to kill at least one firepower point so that everyone could get enough breathing space? But they are not stupid. Whenever he and others focus their fire on a firepower point,
, this firepower point will retreat immediately, and the energy cannons and missiles bombarded by the other four cross-type firepower points, can you not dodge?
But this time, he learned to be smart. Although there was a bitter smile on his face, he quietly waited for Tang Lang to reveal his plan.
"I need cover, but the guy on the ridge looking for me will only give me two chances to shoot! Do you dare to bet?" Tang Lang said slowly.
Ming Yi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were full of surprise.
As an intermediate first-level mecha master, Ming Yi is certainly not a rookie. He heard what Tang Lang meant. It clearly meant that he had the strength to kill a firepower point with two shots, but his opponents also threatened him.
Strength, so he needs a human shield, not only to block long-range firepower attacks from far away, but also to withstand possible mecha-type sniper rifles. In other words, it is not possible, but certain.
The Ming Samurai mecha, as a standard mecha that the Federation has begun to serve in elite troops, is powerful and has balanced performance. It can attack from a distance and close up. It is basically an assault type. It is equipped with a ship-breaking gun derived from the Tang Samurai.
There are not many long-range sniper Ming warriors. First, the two ion cannons equipped by Ming warriors are powerful enough. Second, this enhanced ship-breaking gun is extremely expensive. The military has to take into account the already existing costs when purchasing.
The extremely high and distressing cost has also resulted in the long-range sniping needs of only a few mecha masters being adopted.
And the master who has not taken action must be looking for prey worthy of his action. That may be the reason why Tang Lang has disappeared.
The result of taking cover under such a gun is obvious. If the two guns of Tang Lang's unknown mecha were as powerful as the Ming Samurai's ship-breaking gun and accurate enough, they might be able to kill one of the opponent's firepower points, but then
It also means that at least two of our own mechas will be killed, or even more.
That's why Tang Lang asked him whether he wanted to bet or not!
To gamble? Or not to gamble? Mingyi was in a dilemma.
But the reality did not give the young commander any chance to struggle. He watched helplessly as another black warrior's energy shield was shot until it turned red. Like a red lantern, it desperately maneuvered in the dense forest in an attempt to avoid coming from a distance.
artillery fire, but the opponent obviously would not let go of such an obvious target. There were at least six energy cannons chasing him and bombarding him, and he was torn to pieces within ten seconds.
"I need three mechas to help me defend the four areas 11 o'clock, 9 o'clock, 3 o'clock, and 6 o'clock in the area 30 meters to my left!" Ming Yi made a decision immediately. "Everyone in this fighting position will not be able to retreat until they are able to retreat."
Before the order is given, the maneuvering avoidance range must not exceed ten meters. No, movement is not allowed! Use the energy cover and body to block all incoming artillery fire! At all costs! Hold on for three seconds!"
Mingyi opened the public channel this time, and the orders given could not only be heard by the other seven mechas, but also by the audience on the network and outside the venue.
"What? Captain Mingyi, is he crazy?" A researcher who was relatively familiar with Mingyi couldn't help but exclaimed.
This tactical arrangement is to send four mechas, including him, under the opponent's cannon. Is it possible that the area protected by them can have some big killer weapons? In addition to the energy cannon that concentrates fire,
What kind of lethal weapon can cause fatal damage to a 9th-generation mecha like the Ming Samurai?
"This is the end of the road. Originally, there were only 8 mechas left, no, 9, but 4 more mechas were killed. One after another, how can we deal with 11 mechas with only 5 mechas left? Even if we can run away,
If two of them chase each other, they will be dead." A researcher also lamented.
Yan Xiaoqi's face looked extremely ugly.
If we were completely defeated in the last round of 3v3 and we could argue that the mecha divisions they dispatched were of a higher level, then this defeat with the superior force was completely crushed by the military, no matter it was
In terms of tactics and on-the-spot reactions.
At that moment, he even began to wonder if Tu Yu, the deputy leader of the Sword Mecha Regiment named by the Federal Academy of Sciences, was a bit unworthy of his reputation. Look at his subordinates, what kind of scum are they?
But no one saw the trace of satisfaction in the eyes of the resolute middle-aged man in the simulation cabin.
As the commander of both warring parties, he and the military colonel who led the team sat in the immersive viewing hall and could see all the tactical arrangements of both warring parties.
It didn't matter whether Tang Lang could really kill a target with one shot. What satisfied him was that his lieutenant was decisive enough. As Tang Lang said, now that he had fallen into the trap carefully constructed by his opponent, it was a matter of course to escape unscathed.
If you hope too much, you can only cut off your wrists.
Use four mechas as cover to cover Tang Lang's attack on the enemy. If it succeeds, the firepower of the military combat squad without an important firepower point will not only be reduced by one-fifth, but also the carefully constructed siege firepower will be
Only by closing the gap can the remaining mechas have a chance to escape.
Although it sounds simple, there are not many people who can really make such a choice on the battlefield. After all, you need to add the lives of three other people in order to get a possible opportunity. Not everyone can or can
I dare to make this choice.
And this little lieutenant has performed well just by making this choice.
"Captain Tu, the performance of your little guys is remarkable!" The soldier with three shining gold stars on his chest also commented with a smile at this time.
Although it was a compliment, it was obviously a bit condescending.
"When they win this round, it won't be too late for Commander Zou to praise them!" Tu Yu replied calmly.
"Oh? It seems that Captain Tu has a lot of confidence in your subordinates! Then Zou will wait and see!" The smile on the colonel's face became even stronger.
As a fellow student at the Northeast Military Academy, Zou Cheng, who had always been suppressed by Tu Yu, who was one step ahead in promotion of military rank, was finally promoted to colonel. However, Tu Yu had been transferred to the Guards of the Federal Academy of Sciences as the captain a few years ago.
, due to the special nature of the Guards of the Federal Academy of Sciences, the establishment above the school officer level is no longer affiliated with the military and adopts an administrative level system. Tu Yu's administrative level is the same as that of a brigadier general in the army, and he is still superior to him.
He would definitely be lying if he said he was not envious of his classmate. And this person's heart is the most complicated. The additional emotions caused by envy, even if he doesn't want to admit it, there is still a bit of jealousy in it.
Although the invitation to fight led by him this time was somewhat meant to reach the top, his family knew his own affairs, and he wanted to see him dominate Tu Yu in this matter.
As for the current situation, Tu Yu's group of subordinates still want to make a comeback. Obviously, they are just wishful thinking. Even if that very confident guy can really kill a mecha with one shot, so what? It's nothing more than 9 pairs.
5. What’s more, with Yun Zhong commanding and paying attention to the battlefield on the ridge, how big a wave can he make?
In his opinion, what Tu Yu said was just support.
The 1st Squadron is indeed the most elite squadron in the Guard. Perhaps the mecha control is not as good as these elites selected from such a large fleet, but its execution ability is not inferior at all. Although I know what Mingyi ordered.
Dao orders would cause them to die in battle, but the three mechas left their hiding places without hesitation and maneuvered towards the area where Tang Lang was hiding.
This unusual movement was naturally noticed by several firepower points on the hillside, but most of the firepower was still chasing and beating the black warrior who was about to be finished.
On one side is a target that can be killed immediately, and on the other side is a turtle in the urn that is obviously not running away but is just struggling in vain. This choice should not be too simple.
Perhaps only the major who was on the ridge had his eyes narrowed slightly: "No. 4, order the two and three fire teams to watch the mechas that are gathering on the move. If there is anything wrong, focus the fire and kill them.
It feels like my prey is about to appear."
"Yes, sir!" came a young voice.
As the armor of the black Akita warrior was gradually torn apart by the concentrated artillery fire and finally exploded, the fragments began to fly in the air. The artillery fire began to turn towards the three black Akita warriors that had maneuvered to their fighting positions and stood still.
, and a Ming warrior who left the cover of the boulder and madly sprayed its own long-range firepower regardless of life or death.
I don't know if the Ming warrior was stimulated by something, but he fired 8 missiles in one breath, a continuous saturation attack, even if the originally light green energy shield was turned into light red, there was no dodge.
It’s a typical example of “Don’t be afraid of wearing shoes if you are barefoot, but you will be killed if you act aggressively”. The other three machines also followed the same example. Anyway, they just emptied their inventory in one go and couldn’t survive.
In just seven or eight seconds, the four mechas suppressed the firepower of several firepower points on the hillside.
But everyone knows that it is not how strong they are, but the reflection of a dying patient. When the missiles in the ammunition depot are exhausted, that will be their real death day.
At this moment, a huge figure suddenly stood up among the bushes in the dense forest.
A strange-looking gun was held flat in the hand of the Iron Giant and pointed at the hillside.