"Green Skin Killing Can!!!"
The first boy to discover the enemy's vehicle immediately yelled at the top of his voice, almost making him lose his voice.
From the appearance, the can of killing is a small Oak Fearless. The lower end of the cylindrical body is equipped with piston-driven short legs, and chainsaws and large guns on both sides.
Of course, because of its size, the canned can carry half of the weapons than Oak Fearless. However, the real difference between the two is that the driver of the canned canned can is not the violent green-skinned boy but the timid fart.
Because of this, people can often see canned killings in groups on the battlefield. The green-skinned boy is already arrogant, and after entering the fearless, he is even more unlucky. It is harder to let them cooperate with each other than climbing to the sky, but the farts are different.
Since birth, they were pushed, punched and kicked by kids, seeking survival in the cracks. So they have a deep understanding of teamwork and often act together in groups of three or three.
Therefore, they are sometimes more deadly than ordinary green-skinned fearlessness.
"Command!!!"
Soon, Mek's roar came to mind, and then dozens of people with iron-headed cages, chains and shackles, and almost deformed muscles all over the body.
They are one of the killer weapons of Mek's survival in the nest. They are called medicine men. By injecting a large number of hormones and excitatory drugs, their physical functions are far beyond ordinary people, but the price is that their brains are degenerated to a level of almost wild beasts.
Originally, he had hundreds of such medicine men, but he kept losing money in the fierce battle. Now this is the last batch.
Regardless of whether they can survive or not, the Blood Hook Gang no longer exists in a sense.
"On! Make them!!!"
With a howl, the medicine people launched a wild charge, and their arms were replaced by a rotating chainsaw, just pure killing machines.
Similarly, the killing jars did not come alone, and a large number of kids rushed out from them and soon fought with the medicine people.
"Solve those iron bumps!"
The weapons of the medicine man do not pose much threat to the killing cans. Their trunk-like bodies are covered with buzzing serrations and snapping clamp limbs. The smoke is emerging from the simple welded engine block on the back. The chain saw cuts on their yellow armor and can only sparks.
The only thing that can delay their pace is the corpses on the ground.
Suddenly, a rocket hit a mecha, instantly penetrated the eyes of the mecha skull and exploded inside it.
The soldiers cheered.
But there are at least 5 units moving, and the killing cans are all three for the first team to attack. This time, two teams appeared on the battlefield.
“Hurry!!”
Soon, a group of soldiers holding simple flammable bombs began to move quickly along the trenches towards the killing machines, and the killing tanks seemed to be aware of it and began to shoot frantically around.
"Go to die!"
One of them was a little farther away from his comrades, and the soldiers who caught the opportunity solved it in groups of five, then ignited the incendiary bomb made of glass bottles and liquid flammable materials, and smashed it hard towards the machine.
The moment the glass broke, the fire spread, and two of them hit the killing can directly, and the flames flowed into the inside of the mecha along the liquid.
A few seconds later, the tragic screams of the farts sounded, and they were desperately pounding the mecha shell but could not take it out.
Eventually, all the sound disappeared, and although it did not fall, it had completely burned into a piece of scrap iron.
"There's another one! Kill it again!"
The successful soldiers immediately turned to the next target, but the killing tanks were already on guard. They defended each other against each other's sides and kept suppressing the human soldiers who were dealing with machine guns.
At the same time, they also launched rockets on their shoulders, causing a death whirlwind in the trenches.
"Press it! Fuck you to death-"
A soldier seized the opportunity and raised the incendiary bomb to be thrown, but noticed that his murder can immediately rotated his waist and the big gun on his arm shot violently.
In an instant, the bullet shattered the soldier's palm and incendiary bomb, and a ball of fire exploded, wrapping the soldiers in it.
“Ahhh———”
The ignited soldier rolled into the trenches, and his comrades around him tried to rescue him, but were instantly knocked down by a flying grenade.
The battlefield became more and more cruel.
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A medicine man saw the chainsaw sword into the body, tearing it hard like logging, and then was clamped by the murder can with the pliers of his right hand.
The rapidly rotating saw blade first saw the medicine man's arm, and then saw it into the struggled medicine man's stomach. However, under the influence of various irritating drugs, the medicine man's vitality is extremely tenacious. It struggles hard, constantly knocking the chain saw of another arm to the head of the killing can, knocking it out a deep pit, constantly overflowing from the armor crack with blood.
Finally, before dying, the medicine man penetrated the chain saw into the crack that was knocked out by it, and then the two killing machines stopped moving at the same time.
"Ahhh!! Burn you to death!"
A soldier nearby ignited another mecha with his flamethrower, and the mecha's shell immediately burned.
It stumbled forward, seemingly calm, grabbing the soldier with two mechanical claws before it reacted.
The sharp pliers penetrated directly into the soldier's chest, and his weapon fell off.
The mecha's worn joints made a harsh friction sound and raised him and pierced him.
The dying soldier raised his hand and pulled the grenade's pulling ring with his mouth, shouting:
"For the Emperor."
A violent explosion ignited the fuel tank on the ground, and the flames devoured the soldiers and the murderer who killed him.
Another fire spitter also targeted one of the two remaining killing cans. He tried to get close, but was concentrated by stray bullets and fell to the ground like a pile of vegetables.
The impact of the body and the twitching of the nervous system made his hands press the trigger on the flamethrower tightly, and the tongue of flames licked in all directions like a spear, spreading out like a flame prison arc, igniting the three closest soldiers.
They twitched in the flames, their arms swinging in pain.
The soldiers panicked and scattered.
"Oh shit!"
Meck cursed, although his brain had been blurred with various potions, he still saw it.
When the soldier died, his fingers and flamethrower trigger were glued together.
The fuel pipe of the flamethrower was pressed by the corpse and swayed back and forth, just like a big snake squirting on fire.
Soon, two more people were ignited by the fire, and the flames burned a pointed cone scar on the muddy concrete road, and they did not stop until the fuel was burned out.
And the last one.
"Kill ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Meck rushed to the killing can at full speed, holding the chainsaw sword high, while the mecha tried to grab him with its clamps.
The moment the two sides contacted, a set of blades cut deep into his left arm.
In an instant, his arm holding the iron hook flew high.
The pain could no longer be sensed by the nerves, and Mek was completely paralyzed. He roared and poked the eyepiece position on the mecha's head with a chainsaw sword.
For a moment, sparks splattered everywhere, accompanied by the foul-smelling green blood, the mecha's limbs kept shaking.
Suddenly, Mek felt something strange in his abdomen. He lowered his head and saw that he was grabbed by the iron clamp and was almost cut in half.
He wanted to laugh, but blood was uncontrollably blocking his throat.
Finally, his hand touched the grenade that had always existed on his waist. The moment he hooked the pull ring, he seemed to wake up from the paralysis of the drug.
Chapter completed!