The design concept of the Russian people has always been unique, and they like to be both cutting-edge and extreme.
Xibohu is a heavily armored melee mecha, just like the heavily armored knights in the ancient cold weapon era. The armor can not only block swords and even ordinary bows and arrows, but once it charges, it is simply a nightmare for infantry. Moreover, mechas are compared to cavalry.
There is a greater advantage. As long as there is enough energy, the terrifying steel giant will not tire at all.
If such mechas form a group and launch a charge, the same number of mechas of the same generation from any country can only be crushed by them. However, the defense is strong enough, but the weight also increases accordingly, and the mecha engine power is only so
The speed of a body that is 30% heavier than an ordinary mecha can only be reduced by 30% accordingly.
Unless you are stupid and fight against the Xibohu mecha, generally speaking, all the mechas of the same generation as the Xibohu in this era can run faster than it. Therefore, the Xibohu mecha rarely wins against its opponents.
When fighting hard, it is mainly used as an assault mecha that is put into the battlefield during the decisive battle. But so far, the Russians who are still trying to return to the first camp have no chance to have a big fight with their opponents, and the Xibo Tiger mecha is also
I didn't get a chance to really prove myself on a large battlefield.
The Polar Bear is also heavily equipped with long-range firepower. The long-range firepower of the equipment is daunting. However, because it lacks a giant alloy shield that can even block the ion cannon, despite the fact that it has two more ion cannons, its weight is still less.
One ton, its maneuverability is slightly stronger than that of the Xibohu.
The two heavily-equipped steel behemoths, at the moment the battle began, were not as imagined by most people. One was pouring out its long-range firepower crazily, and the other was carrying a large alloy shield. In the end, they were like two bulls.
They're all fighting together.
Instead, one advances and the other escapes.
As fast as the pursuer runs, the fleeing one will run faster than that.
In just five seconds, the two mechas were accelerated to the highest speed by the two mecha masters. The roar of the mecha engines was almost a heartbreaking roar, and the distance between the two mechas was visible to the naked eye.
And getting further and further away...
"You coward, coward, you have tainted the duel of brave men!" Seeing his opponent almost running away for a mile, but the distance between him and himself getting further and further away, the sturdy man was obviously a little angry. "Hua
Have you buried the heroic reputation of your people in the stars?"
"Are you stupid? You are a melee type, and I am a long-distance type. If I don't keep a distance from you before fighting, then I am the one with the brains!" The fat man curled his lips disdainfully. "If you are a hero, then stop.
, I won’t be surnamed Zhu until I can distance myself enough and don’t beat you all over your head.”
Of course, the burly man will not stop just to be a hero. If he really waits for the polar bear to open a distance of 1,000 meters from him and is bombarded by artillery fire, he may not be as simple as having a headache.
So, the Xibohu mecha, which was supposed to be carrying the knife to kill people, opened fire first.
The two heavy machine guns and the only missile launcher opened fire with all their strength. However, at a distance of 200 meters, sparks flew from the armor of the Polar Bear mecha strafed by the two heavy machine guns.
However, the two missiles that could be launched in one salvo were intercepted by the missiles that Polar Bear had already prepared. This is probably the shortest distance missile attack and defense battle. The distance of 200 meters is almost a distance for a high-speed missile that can cross the distance of 2000 meters in one second.
Throw missiles face to face.
If it really got hit, I'm afraid even the two Ross mechas, which are famous for their rough skin and thick flesh, would be blown up.
But obviously, this level of long-range attack is really out of reach for polar bears. Even if the back seat is facing the Sibo tiger, the three heavy machine guns and four missile launchers that can turn 360 degrees are only half-power launches.
, eliminating Xibohu’s most threatening missile attack invisible.
In fact, the polar bear has no intention of retreating while attacking remotely in an effort to harass the Sibohu mecha hoping to slow it down.
The solemn-faced Hebrews in the viewing room all knew that it was not that the fat Chinese mecha master was not that good, but that he was saving ammunition and waited until he thought the two sides were at a suitable distance before attacking his opponent.
Provide fire coverage.
When preparing ammunition for the polar bear, the Hebrews played another little trick. They only prepared ammunition according to the daily guard mode, only two-thirds of the amount during combat. These were actually taken into account by the guy.
That fat man, who looked harmless, turned out to be the best choice in terms of his ability to control mechas and his scheming.
The plan of trying to delay his opponent failed. Even though the sturdy man had shrewdness that was different from his rough appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little powerless at the moment. He could only watch his opponent run further and further away as time passed.
Then, he watched his opponent gradually slow down 500 meters away, and the entire mecha began to face him head-on. He felt guilty but had to bravely raise the alloy shield and move forward in a snake-like maneuver. The first thing that caught his eye was
The white exhaust gas of 8 missiles pierced the sky.
The Xibohu mecha immediately retracted itself and rolled sideways regardless of the burden brought by high-speed maneuvers.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Amidst the continuous bursts of fire, the Xibo tiger rolled on the ground to avoid the missiles in as embarrassed a manner as possible.
"I told you a long time ago, I asked you how sad you can be, I'll beat your baby to tears!" The fat man's sighing voice sounded in the Xibo Tiger mecha.
Before the burly man had time to protest why the Chinese proverb had changed again, there was another salvo, and eight missiles exploded a three- to four-hundred-meter-wide area into a sea of flames.
As if that was not enough, four more missiles were fired, plus the four previously used to intercept the opponent's missiles, a total of 24 missiles were all fired in less than 8 seconds.
What is violence? This is violence. No one expected that the polar bear mecha could be played so smoothly in this person's hands. There was almost no need to calibrate the first round of fire, and it was full fire coverage.
No, to be precise, there are still two ion cannons and three heavy machine guns that have not participated in the battle!
Maybe, people think it’s unnecessary!
In the terrible smoke, Xibohu's majestic body remained, but the large alloy shield that could withstand the ion cannon was missing. After continuously blocking an unknown number of missile shock waves, and having to stand in front of him, he was hit solidly by three missiles.
Afterwards, the alloy shield was blown to pieces.
After the Xibo Tiger, whose speed has dropped to a terrifying level, has lost its most important defensive weapon, the last thing left is probably a strong enough will!
Seeing how many pieces of the armor were broken, Xibohu, who looked a bit "unkempt", tremblingly pulled out his alloy sword, and on the monitoring screen, the tall man in the mecha, whose face had been turned pale by the continuous shock waves, tried his best
At the moment when he controlled the mecha to maintain balance and continue moving forward, the faces of the Hebrews present were extremely heavy.
"Ahan, there is no need to compete, we have lost this battle." Little Jacob announced in a calm tone.
"Yes!" The sturdy man did not resist. Although there was unwillingness in his eyes, he admitted it very honestly.
There was no sloppiness at all, and he simply admitted defeat, which gave Tang Lang a new understanding of this group of Hebrews.
It's not that they don't have a sense of honor and a warrior's heart, but they can quickly understand the situation and avoid wasted efforts.
Even though the Xibohu mecha just lost its alloy shield and the main parts of the armor were still intact, Fatty's Polar Bear had already knocked out the missiles. On the surface, the two sides were still in a battle-worthy balance.
But in fact, the polar bear, which has already set a sufficient distance, can completely use the two ion cannons and kite-flying tactics to kill the Xibo tiger bit by bit. He has no possibility of victory.
Just like the Mongols who used 20,000 light cavalry to sweep across Central and Western Asia and most of Europe thousands of years ago, the ancient European heavy cavalry equipped with heavy armor is like a slow-moving giant elephant, no matter how powerful the attack power is, it cannot touch it.
They could barely see the enemy, but the enemy came and left whenever they wanted. Waves of arrows flying from a distance drove the heavy cavalry into the dust of history.
However, in Tang Lang's view, this trait is always beneficial in the business world, but on the battlefield, I'm afraid they are still missing something. But any nation will change as long as it has experienced suffering, right?
"The soldiers under your command are stronger than I imagined!" Little Jacob looked deeply at Tang Lang with his black eyes. "But that's not enough. We Hebrews will never invest in a business that we are not sure of!
Even if the profits from that business look extremely attractive!”
"We Chinese have an old saying that is very similar to the proverb you Hebrews say: "It's better to speak with your mouth than to see it, and to hear it with your ears is worse than seeing it." Tang Lang responded lightly. "Hearing a hundred times is not as good as seeing once, and no matter how much you say it, it's not as good as seeing it." Nonsense, no matter where you are, it all depends on who has the strongest fists."
"You are very confident!" Little Jacob's black eyes shone brightly. "As long as you defeat me, I will fully support you on behalf of the Guard Mecha Battalion and accompany you to fight."
Perhaps it was Tang Lang's strong self-confidence, or perhaps little Jacob, the strongest mecha warrior among the Hebrew young people, deep down hoped that his tribe's strategy would be changed. This time, there was no change in the mecha.
No matter what kind of fun he was playing, at least five or six mecha styles appeared on the big screen for Tang Lang to choose.
The 9th generation mechas are classified as classified mechas in all the countries in the starry sky. Naturally, they are impossible to have here. The more mecha styles there are, it also means that it is difficult for them to obtain mechas from outside the Dark Star Territory, resulting in a variety of mecha styles.
That is naturally a huge burden for logistical maintenance.
If we really want to fight the regular army, a mecha battalion is fine, but if it is a mecha division, I am afraid that it will be beaten to the ground by the regular army of any country outside the Dark Star Territory.
To put it bluntly, the major forces in the Dark Star Territory are like the grass-headed kings who dominate the mountains. That is to say, the complex environment of the waterways in this star territory has become a natural barrier. Otherwise, they would have been destroyed by the Southwest Federation nearby.
And the Jie Pen Empire swallowed up the dregs so much that they can no longer be found.
Peeping through the leopard, Tang Lang once again lowered the combat power of the so-called 3,000 mechas in the Lexar space station by one level.
Tang Lang chose the Qin Warrior mecha that he was most familiar with. The Qin Warrior mecha was crushed by Jie Peng's Onikiri mecha on Lafite. That was a generational difference between the two generations of mechas. In fact, its design was both offensive and defensive.
It is definitely considered excellent among the 8th generation mechas.
Little Jacob chose an assault-type mecha, but it was the 8th-generation "Muramasa" mecha currently in service among the Jiepen people. Its various performance indicators were almost the same as those of the Qin warriors.
He wanted to let go, but also wanted to earn back his face. It is estimated that this outstanding Silber warrior was also quite conflicted in his heart.
Therefore, the two people who chose the assault mecha by chance had no tactics at all this time. At the moment when the signal bomb exploded, they rushed forward at the same time, like two bulls, "colliding" together without any fancy.
The harsh collision sound of the two alloy knives even reached the underground viewing room 20 meters below.