Chapter 362 The Legend of Mecha Fighting, Tangtang Serial
Author: Zhai Nan
Chapter 362 The Legend of Mecha Fighting, Tangtang Serial
More than twenty mechas belonging to different forces continued to approach George's position in the firefight with the lowest intensity of fighting.
Listening to the chatter of the commentator in the live broadcast room, George Augustus moved his fingers wordlessly, moving back and forth and left and right in an extremely awkward way, while reporting out the fine-tuning to three decimal places.
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Although the adjustment range seems to be only a few thousandths, for a big machine with a height of more than ten meters, any fine-tuning feedback will show a considerable error. It is said that as long as there is a gap of a few millimeters in the distance between the stairs, it may cause
People fall, but for the body, it is even more important.
Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters...
Bypassing the complex ruins that obscured the field of vision, more than twenty mechas had entered the direct capture range of the monitor, but the posture of the seventh-generation mecha in George's posture still looked weird.
However, he still did not run away, but started running in an awkward posture.
Every time the huge machine landed, the ground would tremble violently. When he suddenly started to move, the machines belonging to different forces also deployed their weapons at the same time.
Although they felt that this kind of machine with only a test os did not pose a threat, but thinking of the unlucky ones who had been killed before, they still unanimously decided to solve this unstable factor first.
Their idea is undoubtedly correct, but Mr. George obviously will not make such a funny exit.
Although it does not have the stunning dance moves of the previous George Shield, and even the running posture seems a bit ugly, the movement trajectory of this machine is still so unpredictable. With just two fighting daggers, all mass projectiles
Block it.
"This is unscientific! It's not a solid bullet! Why was it blocked by the knife! Why didn't it explode?"
Hierro looked at the rockets in the picture that were split by two fighting daggers like bullets with cold weapons commonly seen in classical animation, and roared in disbelief, while Victor on the side seemed to be numb and said:
"Who said it didn't explode? It's just an explosion. It's just cutting the warhead. This kind of operation is also available in the game."
"Cut warhead? Isn't that a game-specific setting?" Hierro was even more shocked when he heard this term than when he saw the missile not exploding.
Victor spread his hands and said:
"Definitely not! Let's put it this way, you know that explosives require a special ignition device to detonate? So just cut the warhead before the rocket is activated, and separate the ignition device from most of the explosives to reduce the yield.
On the other hand, it destroys the sealing and reduces the explosion power.
"Of course, the cutting line is specially set up in the game. As long as it hits, it can be blocked perfectly. However, in reality, the position of the warhead ignition device of each type of ammunition is not fixed, and the firing method is also different, so it is very difficult.
, but in conclusion, the more weapons rely on the power of gunpowder to kill, the weaker they will be when faced with this move. On the contrary, those tungsten steel armor-piercing bullets can still be of some use, such as breaking the edge of a knife."
"So, this machine that can't even walk can do things with such high precision?" Hierro watched as the machine blocked more than 120 rockets in a seemingly awkward posture.
, the body was only blackened by the flames, and the damage seemed not as high as the scratches caused by rolling on the ground just now.
"I suspect that if he had fired the unarmored George's Shield, he might not have been blackened. If you look carefully, there are actually some rockets that were not cut perfectly. It's just that the explosion power was relatively low and failed to damage the armor.
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Victor seemed to have entered sage mode, explaining in a sarcastic way. What else did Hierro want to say, but no one cared about it anymore, because after all the rocket performances, the seventh-generation aircraft driven by George was the closest to the
The mecha is only about thirty meters away.
If for humans, this is still a mid-range battle, then for mechas, it is undoubtedly a fighting distance.
Because after closing this distance, the use of rockets, high-explosive bombs and other weapons of mass destruction will be blocked to avoid being affected by your own weapons.
However, the aircraft of other forces in the distance had no such intention. They continued to release high-power weapons, trying to knock down the hostile forces and the target together.
It's just that this lack of unity undoubtedly provides George with an advantage. Although his body is still a little awkward, under the bombardment of a large number of missiles, his opponents are obviously more miserable than him.
"The Umbrella Company's airframe was the first to go out. Oh, my God, George's airframe has become more flexible. If the remaining companies continue to fight among themselves, wait until Mr. George adjusts the OS, tsk tsk..."
Hierro did not continue, but everyone understood what he meant.
With the combat power that George has shown now, once he adjusts the OS, won't these sixth-generation machines be cut down?
The audience knows it, the commentators know it, the drivers know it, and of course their bosses behind the scenes also know it.
Almost at the same time, all the organisms present received instructions from the upper levels. Friend or foe identification codes were circulated among the organisms. The remaining fifteen aircraft instantly adjusted their formations. The originally tense and chaotic scene suddenly became coordinated and unified.
Under the control of a certain commander, the mechas formed an obvious encirclement formation and surrounded George.
"The response was faster than I expected! Tsk, tsk, now it's time for a beautiful singer to sing BGM for me... Forget it, after all, I don't have money to hire an agency, so I can sing it myself."
George's voice echoed in the live broadcast room. At the same time, he turned on the smart terminal on his wrist and connected it directly to the machine. Then, an evil melody began to reverberate in the air.
"Yo, look into my evil eyes!"
The song that had been translated into the language of this world by Konjac was manic and full of domineering. In a daze, people seemed to be able to see a pair of frightening eyes emerging from behind the unnamed machine.
Under the arrogant singing and melody, the movements of the machine are still distorted. The alternating amplitude of the legs and the shaking of the shoulders are so large and uncomfortable that they have an inexplicable magical feeling.
And when the melody of the lyrics suddenly rose, the twisted body suddenly burst out with terrifying propulsion!
"Click!"
There was not even any reaction time. The head of a machine disappeared in an instant. At that moment, the distortion that dazzled the eyes stabilized again. The seventh-generation machine with T-steps was holding the head of the machine next to him with his hands.