Tang Samurai, whose control was obviously not as flexible as the "Eagle Strike", directly adopted the most brutal method. He hugged the legs of the "Eagle Strike" with a tiger pounce and pushed it to the ground. The two mechas struggled like thugs on the street.
They fought in groups, fighting with fists and kicks, and the sound of crackling and explosions roared throughout the audience.
At this time, the audience at the venue had even forgotten their panic. Where had they seen such an exaggerated confrontation so close at hand?
The two armors are now rolling on the ground. Their height and weight are no longer an advantage. They are evenly matched. Their fists, legs and feet are attacking each other's body with "punches to the flesh".
Perhaps the biggest difference between the two is that the "Eagle Strike" mecha is piloted by a flesh-and-blood mecha master, who can absorb every violent vibration. But the Tang Warrior uses Tang Lang's remote control. As long as the machine performance can
With support, he can keep fighting with each other like this!
One can imagine how much the mecha master in the Eagle Strike mecha wanted to vomit blood at this moment.
That may not only be a physical reason, but also a psychological one.
A dignified bronze-level mecha warrior was forced to this point by a wireless-controlled mecha.
The one who wanted to vomit blood even more than the mecha master was Du Lan. You must know that not only was the Eagle Strike mecha a product of his company, but the mecha master inside was also an employee of his Shenying Group.
He was very familiar with that mecha master. His name was Deb. He was a middle-aged Indian in his fifties. He was usually low-key and modest and spoke very little, but he was extremely steady in his work. He had never made an appearance in the Shenying Group for ten years.
Make mistakes.
But no one thought that such a person would do such a crazy thing today.
Although the Lord of Qianshan City is not a duke, he controls the largest commercial city in the kingdom. Based on this alone, even King Negus has to look at him differently. Didn’t look at the person who represented King Negus at this press conference?
Earl Anji didn't even dare to ask him to sit in the No. 1 box in the middle, which represents the status?
If the Marquis is harmed because of the new mechas of the Condor Group and the employees of the Condor Group, the Condor Group will not only bear huge condemnation and consequences, but may also suffer from the kingdom's established aristocratic groups.
Revenge. A new aristocratic family like them, which has only been holding the title of nobility for a century, may not be able to resist this level of revenge.
Du Lan only felt shocked and angry, with chills running down his spine. He found that he was trapped in a carefully planned trap. The most important thing is that Deb will operate the mecha today. It was his personal decision. And it was him.
He has always been more trustworthy, mainly because this person often appeared in his attention with a reliable image, but such a person, under the instructions of someone unknown, has been lurking around him, until today he launched a poisonous scorpion-like attack.
A fatal stab!
To be honest, Dulan didn't know how he felt about the Clown mecha that was fighting desperately with the "Eagle Strike" at this moment.
The "Eagle Strike" mecha that he was so proud of actually lost its majesty in front of that mecha. If this was a battlefield and the "Eagle Strike" mecha failed to meet the design performance and encountered a strong enemy, he would
Got it. But the key point is that this is the press conference venue. It is the window where countless people proudly announce the Shenying Group’s exciting new mecha to the outside world, and a place where everyone worships and cheers. Also, the military is in urgent need of large-scale orders for a large number of mechas.
...
But now, seeing the fight in the field, the "Eagle Strike" mecha rushed towards the box, but it could not avoid the mecha that was always waiting around to take action. When the two sides fought, they punched the armor, and the two metal giants
There was a violent explosion in the field. Now "Eagle Strike" no longer has the graceful posture of "white clothes beat the snow" when he first saw it. The whole body is full of pits and collapses, and the mighty armor fragments are even more
It is scattered everywhere. How does this look look like the protagonist of the press conference here? If it is said that it is a metal remnant that will be sent to the smelting plant for re-forging, I am afraid no one will doubt it.
An inexplicable sadness came to my mind after the deep fear.
But the mecha on the opposite side became more and more courageous with each battle, with its smooth movements and extremely precise control. Dulan knew very well that the mecha was controlled by a remote control, and a remote-controlled mecha could do this and be able to fight with it.
An elite pilot from the Shenying Group and the latest mecha compete...
How should I put it? In this way, a catastrophe that could destroy the entire group was avoided. Gratitude is unavoidable. However, besides being grateful, he was also extremely sad. This was so complicated that he almost cried without tears.
Mood.
Perhaps, an ancient Chinese poem can be used to describe the mood of the once graceful young Viscount at this time: It's just a frown, but it's on the heart!
It's a hundred times more complicated than seeing the woman you like and the frustrated man holding hands standing on a high platform looking at the setting sun.
People in the auditorium gradually stood up in rows like stairs.
But his eyes still kept looking back, and countless personal brains were also faithfully recording all this.
The Eagle Strike mecha punched out like thunder, hitting Warrior Tang's chest continuously. Warrior Tang used his elbow as a shield to resolve all these punches. When he took two steps back after being hit by the huge force, the "Eagle Strike" alloy continued to advance.
The left foot touched the ground, and the right foot made a buzzing sound that tore through the air, and it was lifted up and struck like an axe.
Under Anji's suddenly narrowed gaze, Tang Lang continuously activated his preset control actions on Warrior Tang on the virtual projection without any pause.
Tang Samurai actually leaned forward, and this kick passed by Tang Samurai, who was already short. But Tang Samurai, who was almost level with the ground, did a sweeping kick and kicked "
"Eagle Strike" joints,
The huge impact force caused the outer armor of the tightly protected mechanical joints of the Eagle Strike to suddenly shatter, and a brilliant spark exploded. The "Eagle Strike", which used its left mechanical leg as a supporting leg, could no longer maintain its balance, and the body fell to one side.
However, the Tang warrior was unyielding. He jumped up suddenly, punched and kicked him, and hit the head and chest of "Eagle Strike" with three punches and two kicks in succession.
He was thrown far away and fell to the ground. After struggling twice, he was unable to get up due to the splash of electric arcs.
At this moment, Tang Lang's Tang warrior stood in the center, while the "Eagle Strike" who had previously "beat the snow in white, and was powerful without anger" fell to the ground not far from his feet.
The arc that erupted when the line broke showed just how intense the battle was.
After a moment of silence, the crowd around him burst into boiling applause.
People's expectations for the "Eagle Strike" suddenly turned into admiration for the unknown mecha in front of them.
Emergency lifts distributed in the eight corners of the stage raised the emergency guard mechas.
The Tang warrior was in the center, and the eight guard mechas holding alloy knives that were approaching slowly looked very tall. From their cautious appearance, they looked like a pack of hyenas unwilling to anger a lion.
At this moment, the small mecha was extremely dazzling.
No one expected that the course of events would deviate to such an extent.
It wasn't until the appearance of the guard mecha that people finally realized that this was a sudden accident, but the press conference did not disappoint people in the end... because a dark horse suddenly appeared on the stage, not only could it compete with the Shenying Group
The new mecha competed with it, and finally beat it to the ground!
That was the supporting role clown they had laughed at before. The majestic look at this time could not be related to the various ugly looks he made under the influence of the steel skeleton before, but it gave people a kind of contrast that was extremely impactful.
deep impression.
People were whispering and discussing. They wanted to know the origin of this mecha and who was behind it.
This person should appear in front of the stage and receive people's cheers.
In the box at this moment, Tang Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Tang warriors in the field still maintained their battle alert posture, but at this time there was no longer the lightning-fast urgency as before.
Even without his control, the hob meat can still exert 70% of Tang Samurai's performance, which is enough to lead him out of the siege, if someone attacks him for this.
It was not that Tang Lang had never thought about burying these big nobles who were on the Knicks' side in this venue. However, he still forcibly suppressed the temptation. He came here to be the connector.
, not as a killer.
Tang Lang turned his head and faced An Ji and the man in black who had been watching him as if they were aliens since just now.
He was sure that he saw two faces that were eager for him to explain all this.
But in the end Tang Lang could only say innocently: "The other side seems to have lost control... right?"
Anji and the man in black looked at each other speechlessly, thinking it was ridiculous. What's going on with your tone? You seem to be the most out of control right now!
The man in black looked condensed, "Who are you?"
"I am a mechanic, and at the same time, I am also the owner of that mecha." Tang Lang pointed at the Tang warrior in the center of the stage, looking like he was still frightened.
"If a mechanic can have such a level of control, then the kingdom's mecha warriors are better off." The man in black shook his head solemnly. "Your argument is very unconvincing!"
Tang Lang spread his hands, his face full of helplessness: "If you insist on thinking so, I can't help it, but you can't deny the love of a young man who has been exposed to mechas since he was a child. If you control mechas remotely, you can
After playing for more than ten years, maybe you are also a good master."
This seems to be a rhetoric that is difficult to find loopholes in. Many people do not have mental talent and can only use keyboards to control mechas. Some people can also reach the combat power of bronze-level or even silver-level mecha warriors, but that is already their strength.
of the ceiling.
However, what really puzzled Anji and the man in black was that compared to the thrill just now, this young man was too calm.
But they were unable to find a breakthrough for a while. Moreover, the most important issue now was that the sudden change that had just occurred had already heralded a very serious problem.
This young man saved their lives.
It seemed a bit shameless to start trouble with the savior just after escaping danger.
"Okay, Buck, don't embarrass Liu Lang. It doesn't matter what he hides. What's important is that he has no ill intentions towards us." Anji suddenly said. "Besides, everyone has their own little secrets, and they also keep their own secrets."
The right to secrecy!”
When he said this, Anji's face was as bright as spring breeze, and he even blinked at Tang Lang, "Is that so, my stubborn little brother?"
"Well! I believe that even if I don't have mental talent, I can still become a great mecha warrior. I am a person with dreams." Tang Lang nodded honestly.
Pretend, keep pretending! Anji's face froze slightly, and she had a new understanding of her stubborn little brother.
His face seems to be much thicker than expected, and he can tell lies with ease!