Seeing that the two large-scale murder weapons were easily chopped into metal scraps by Tang warriors, the black horse traps in the black market town did not disperse like a mob.
The cruel living environment on Lafite Planet makes these guys have far tougher minds than ordinary people.
Five or six Vulcan cannon machine guns and three energy cannons aimed at Tang Lang's position from the fortifications to attack, and seven or eight missiles flew over at high speed with white tail flames roaring.
But these firepowers, which were enough to blow up a mecha, were still a little inferior to Tang Lang, who had already tried his hand at it.
I saw Tang Warrior quickly pick up a mecha in front of him and directly use it as a shield. Most of the machine gun bullets and missiles hit the old mecha firmly, and the energy cannon was in the Tang Warrior mecha.
After the light blue energy shield is raised, it can only create a few ripples on it.
"Tang warriors also have long-range attack weapons." Changsun Xueqing reminded Tang Lang for the first time.
As a long-range sniper mecha, not to mention the ion cannon on the mechanical arm, the two missile launchers hidden on Tang Warrior's shoulders are enough to send all the firepower of those machine guns and energy cannons into the sky.
Tang Lang glanced back and grinned, showing his white teeth: "Are they worth my waste of ammunition?"
Before the once arrogant mecha in his hand was smashed into pieces by missiles and terrifying bullets, Samurai Tang moved.
The next scene left everyone stunned.
Carrying two alloy swords, the elegant Tang warrior jumped into the streets and alleys of the small town amidst the rain of bullets. However, this time, he did not violently crash into the house to avoid the rain of bullets, but showed
His more terrifying side.
I could see him sometimes crawling like a spider with his legs bent and knuckled, avoiding several machine gun bullets and several torrents of metal that were like red whips. He even swept down walls and houses, but not many
Bullets landed on the huge mecha, which sometimes jumped left and right, ran with big feet, jumped, dormant, protruded, and ran.
It's like dancing in a storm.
If you ignore the two three-meter-long alloy knives he held menacingly in his hands, he looked like a handsome and majestic warrior, dancing a waltz that suited his temperament amidst the crazy pursuit of bullets.
Changsun Xueqing was in the cockpit of the mecha and could not have the impression of an outsider, but she could sense through the vibrations of the mecha how good Tang Lang was at controlling the mecha. With so many firepower points covering the attack, the most was only
Less than one tenth fell on the mecha, and even if it did, it would be in a location with high armor levels. Vulcan cannon machine gun bullets that could penetrate level 3 armor could only leave little sound on the armor in vain.
There were not bright sparks, and even the mecha brain was "too lazy" to make a sound indicating the extent of the mecha's damage.
That prompt sound was given to Tang Warrior's mecha brain based on the characteristics of her voice.
It's not that she has never seen masters. Considering her family and her own level, she has seen and even been personally taught by super mecha masters who are at the pinnacle of mecha control, not to mention senior mecha masters.
of opportunity.
Although this level of firepower may not be weak for a single mecha, even an intermediate mecha master can destroy them as long as he uses full firepower. As for high-level mecha masters, perhaps those
People don't even have the courage to take action anymore, so they just scatter and run for their lives! Once the terrifying hand speed of more than 80 moves is unfolded, the mecha will turn into a violent killing machine. Not to mention the mere firepower, thirty Tanglangs were destroyed like this
The old-fashioned mechas controlled by the scumbag mecha masters are nothing more than rubbish.
However, she has never seen anyone who can control a mecha to dodge such fierce firepower without being damaged at all with a hand speed of no more than 50 movements.
If she knew that Tang Lang had been facing the full firepower of hundreds of mechas for several months, and was finally able to hold on for more than ten seconds before being destroyed, perhaps she wouldn't be so surprised.
People's strength is never born, but is forced out.
Having said so much, but in terms of the battle situation, only five seconds had passed. The bullets and missiles from the black vest could not hit the Tang warriors, but the Tang warriors who ran towards him with double swords were not so polite.
Already.
The huge mechanical foot crushed the machine gun and personnel of one firepower point with one kick. At the same time, the Tang warrior jumped high and waved his alloy knife and suddenly slashed at another energy cannon firepower point. Whether it was an alloy fortification, an energy cannon or a person,
They were all cut in half under the alloy knife.
Just like his previous battles.
Simple and crude.
After Tang Lang destroyed four fire points in a row with his knife, the psychology of the black vests finally reached the limit they could bear and collapsed.
No one dared to fire another shot at the Tang warriors who stood proudly, and they fled out of the town like rats.
Some people even ran past Lao Wang and Lao Li who were hiding in the alley. Not to mention attacking, they continued to run forward without even looking at them.
This is the so-called defeat.
It took the two middle-aged men a full ten seconds to realize that Tang Lang had maimed and scared the gangsters in the black market town.
They won.
"Spicy next door, I'm so scared!" Lao Jianghu, who had always been slick, didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received at this moment. He swung the Vulcan cannon machine gun on the all-terrain vehicle and roared: "Lao Wang, help me.
I'm holding on to the bullet chain."
Following Lao Li's roar, a torrent of metal poured towards the fleeing bald black vests. Visible to the naked eye, the unprepared black vests were thrown off their feet.
However, no one resisted. The only thing they could do was to continue running away.
Only by escaping can one have a chance to survive. If one dares to resist, one can only die. The seemingly ordinary "psychotic" young man has proved this truth with ironclad facts.
"Old Li, you're crazy too!" Sun Xueqing, the elder, saw this scene and couldn't help but open her mouth to express her surprise.
Being as intelligent as the ocean does not mean that you can understand people's hearts and human nature. This is what the eldest son, Sun Xueqing, who has been in the laboratory and college for a long time, lacks the most.
Especially, the battlefield is the moment when the darkness of multi-faceted human beings is cruelly inspired.
Tang Lang smiled faintly: "It's not that he is crazy, but because of victory!"
Yes, victory can give courage to most people. Only a very small number of people have the ability to learn from failures and become more courageous.
As for Lao Li and others, before yesterday, they were just the most ordinary people.
Continuous flight and fear, although their faces are calm, but in fact their psychology has been filled with depression. Now, it is time for them to regain their confidence.
The bullets fired at the enemy are not to vent their previous fear, but they are using bullets to prove to God that I dare to take my own life.
Everyone must learn to transform in an environment that is no longer comfortable.
Those who cannot learn can only be eliminated.
Tang Lang can't be everyone's nanny.
Just like just now, he would rather dance to avoid gunfire than waste long-range ammunition, not to show off to anyone.
Instead, Ho Dao Rou had reminded him that there was an enemy 30 kilometers away.
A total of five mechas are already running at full speed, running towards here at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour. They will arrive in ten minutes at most.