Witnessing a 25-meter tall man holding a giant ax falling from the sky, people couldn't help but wonder, and then they thought - wouldn't he die if he fell like this?
Just as he was thinking about this, the giant man assumed a squatting posture, and the skirt armor covering his lower body was widely opened. A large amount of surrounding air was sucked in, and it was violently sprayed out through the jet port under the skirt armor. The acceleration of gravity was accelerated by this force in the opposite direction.
The jet airflow gradually offset, and the giant men who had successfully decelerated stepped on the ground with their feet, making a dull sound.
The single eye in the cross groove moved up, down, left and right, bringing the stunned crowd into view. The skirt armor sprayed again, and the giant men who were slightly lifted off the ground by the air cushion raised their giant axes and rushed towards Hammer and the others with smooth movements like skating.
"Attack! Team Lukes and Team Lafayette spread out to outflank them, don't fight them head-on!!"[
In synchronization with Hammer's order, the two small groups of soldiers acted simultaneously, avoiding the direct contact with the giant men. They formed along two diagonal lines on the left and right, forming a flanking formation to attack the three giant men.
The four magicians were mumbling something while pointing at three targets that were obviously enemies.
The strong wind suddenly arrived, enveloping the ice arrows, rolling up a vortex and thrusting straight towards them. Even the crossbows were launched one after another. The crossbow arrows shot out like a rain curtain were all sucked into the tornado-like wind group, and the arrows accelerated by the strong wind went straight to the target. In the ice
In the whirlpool of metal pieces and sharp blades, even large and medium-sized dangerous species will be cut, torn, and crushed until they lose their form and turn into pieces of flesh, and the pieces of meat will further turn into powder.
However……
The skirt armor adjusts the direction of the jet nozzle, and the cylindrical nozzles close in at a high speed - by suddenly increasing the force. The giant man accelerates forward in the strong wind, and at the same time dodges left and right with the flexibility of a cheetah, and is touched by the vortex of sharp arrows.
In front of his body, he passed through the death zone without any damage and came to a magician.
The speed of the jet and the speed of the giant ax were superimposed. The sharp metal block heated to thousands of degrees sliced open the stunned and hungry face as easily as cutting through butter. It slid all the way to the crotch, and the blood, brain and internal organs were heated by electricity.
The ax made a hissing sound, and the burnt smell and red blood mist were immediately inhaled by the jet power unit and expelled from the nozzle.
No moves or calculations were needed. As long as he waved the 120-kilogram weapon, the crowd blocking the way forward was as vulnerable as garbage. In the blink of an eye, three more soldiers were killed by the giant axe.
"Spread out, keep your distance, and focus your attacks!!"
Facing this group of enemies that were sliding towards them like an avalanche, Hammer immediately ordered to respond in a dispersed formation. Although there was a risk of being defeated individually, it was better than being wiped out by the opponent with an axe.
This is certainly a relatively correct idea. However, the enemy's movement ability and response range are beyond human imagination.
(Mode β, adopt No. 3 mopping up battle.)
The sky crystal block implanted in the head received new instructions, and turned the instructions into nerve signals and instilled them into the huge body. The two big men who were lagging behind held axes in their right hands. With their left hands, they took out the rotating machine guns and Iron Fist rockets from behind, and aimed at them.
The chaotic crowd rained death.
The scene after the machine gun firing at a rate of 1,200 rounds per minute was hard to look at. The rain was like a storm at close range. Before the magician could chant a spell to build an effective defense, his head was smashed to pieces and a face was opened on his chest.
A hole as big as a basin, blocked
The waist was beaten in two. Occasionally, a lucky person would open a "barrier" to block the rain. Then he would be rewarded with an Iron Fist rocket, which would explode the bones. Although the rampaging electric ax was not as efficient as the first two, it was
But it played a very good role in harvesting survivors.
In less than a while, a small group of soldiers had been killed and wounded. These brave warriors did not forget to demand a price from each other before they died - each giant man had one or two crossbow arrows or a knight's sword or self-defense dagger stuck in his body.
.But what is surprising and frightening is that the actions of the giants have not slowed down because of this. It seems that they can't feel the pain, and they won't have any thoughts. They just focus on it, repeating the standardized tactical actions like a textbook like a machine, constantly
Carry out killing.
"What are you doing! What on earth are these monsters!!"
Captain Lukes yelled and rushed forward, sweeping his giant ax forcefully. He suddenly sank down and rushed under the monster with a sliding shovel. The "Fire Burial Bird" technique turned into more than ten firebirds and pounced on the monster.
Lux pulled out his sword and stabbed it hard into the burning chest. There was a dull sensation from the sword piercing into the flesh. Before he could celebrate or sigh, there was a burning wind pressure behind his head. He rolled on the spot in a hurry,
He dodged the palm full of flames.
The flames on his body had not yet been extinguished, and the sword on his chest had not yet been drawn out. The single eye on Tieguo's head lit up, as if the mysterious enemy with immortality had begun to act again.
"What the hell...what the hell is this...!!"
Lux murmured resentfully, but no one answered and could not answer. Everyone could only let the jealousy and fear of unknown threats weigh in their hearts, and tried their best to delay the movements of these monsters so that they could live longer.
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The name of "them" is Hetzer. They are organic biological weapons like the "Abyss". They use cell regeneration and strengthening techniques, alchemical synthesis, artificial muscle suturing, biological-mechanical fusion, and magical nerve connection.
War machines transformed from new technologies such as barges. But just like those repeated cases in the history of weapons development, the more new technologies are invested, the complexity, producibility, cost and technical risks of the project will also increase proportionally.
The "Abyss", which uses ready-made "surgical imprints" and artificial domestication, and is close to actual combat equipment early, is a positive case. "Stalker" unfortunately becomes a negative example.
Since the connection includes a large number of techniques such as detection, aiming, auxiliary balance, posture adjustment, tactical response, etc., it consumes too much conscious capacity. The intelligence of the "Stalker" is even inferior to that of dolphins and killer whales, so that the scene must be equipped with a
Tactical dispatch, which allows close-range remote control through sensory sharing. On the ever-changing battlefield, anything can happen, and regardless of whether you can concentrate on the tactical dispatch on the battlefield,
, perform delicate sensory synchronization operations. At this time, a slight external stimulus may induce the backlash of the technique and turn it into a disabled person. Even if it can be successfully controlled, can the stalker's movements be so slow that even walking is worrying?
It is also questionable to exert the expected combat power. If the tactical planning is eliminated (the possibility of this situation is very high), this giant body with only a small team's combat power will become a motionless shell...
The root cause of this phenomenon is that the consciousness capacity of intelligent species is limited. When dealing with invisible light, thermal imaging, ultrasound, electromagnetic waves, gun control, etc., all consciousness capacity must be used to deal with it, and it is necessary to get close to the scene to ensure information.
The transmission of instructions causes a series of problems.
In other words, as long as it is controlled by a race higher than the intelligent species, it can achieve the same flexible and comfortable effect as now.
"Hmm, this thing is quite useful. As a toy, it's pretty good."
Through the stalker, I felt the screams of the scene, the scenery and even the stickiness and smell of blood. Azdahaka, wearing a black coat and suspended in mid-air, showed a cold smile.
"This way, it will be over soon..."
The right hand suddenly blurred, and when the outline stabilized again, it was already raised to the side of the cheek, holding a long sword between the fingers like a flower.
"Not quite."
Licking his lips, the SS Lieutenant Colonel with long red hair said mockingly. To be continued...
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