Chapter 805 Sorry, I'm Late (1)

insult!

It is a complete insult from spirit to body.

The eyes of the two Twilight pilots were bloodshot, and their views reached an astonishing agreement at this moment.

"Damn Federation, coordinated assault—"

"Twilight Attack!"

The engines on the back of the two Twilight Mechas were powered up instantly, and under the control of the two pilots, they raised the magnetic swing blades high, and then quickly started to take small steps, and two afterimages of azure streamers appeared on the battlefield.

Like two running cheetahs attacking the same target.

In the cockpit, Mu Fan's expression remained calm. All he did was swing the epee to his side with his right hand at the same time the opponent activated it.

Then he took a step forward, and the gravel rose like a dragon.

The whole mecha is really like an ancient knight charging from the top down.

This extremely violent and aesthetically pleasing scene has an incomparable visual impact on the soldiers in the distance and the only remaining stinger mech.

The aura of the two twilight machines that came staggered and raided was completely suppressed by this mech.

"It's near, it's near."

"Get rid of him!"

"Empire wins!"

For this team, those standing mechs are the last pillar of their morale.

They are eager to see their mechs chop their opponents to pieces, they are eager to win, and they will surely march in the glory of the empire!

Finally, the two staggered Twilight Units were about to collide with the astonishing Gun Knight.

People stare...

A lightning-like arc suddenly shuttled out of the staggered figures.

Time stood still at this moment, the spear knight held the sword edge with his left hand, and kept his body in a forward posture, while his right foot stretched obliquely in front of him to support his body.

The two Twilights holding their knives were like a frozen photo. The cheers on the battlefield continued, but as time went by, the cheers disappeared little by little.

The pilot of the Stinging Bee Mecha was trembling all over, his field of vision far surpassed that of others, so he clearly saw the huge sword mark from the waist to the engine behind!

"What level... is this...a pilot?"

Infinite fear filled his heart, and now he couldn't even have the courage to shoot at that mech.

Mu Fan's eyes swept across the light curtain of the console, and the remaining energy was 74%.

Then his eyes glanced at the mecha in the distance, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, but took a step forward.

Energy will never be wasted on such meaningless battles.

Killing these four mechas is just because they...

in the way.

With his right hand, he lifted the huge sword backhand and hung it on his back, but just such a movement scared all the imperial soldiers in the distance to take a step back.

They are really scared.

Focus on the front left, behind the three hills is the rocky canyon.

So far, the red dot representing Major Jerome on the map is struggling to move towards the canyon, but the major has not heard a cry for help from the beginning to the end.

The two sides tacitly did not speak.

When Major Jerome was in the midst of a bitter battle, the only stinger mecha left on the east side of the battlefield watched the gun knight ride away, and he was actually glad that he had escaped.

He didn't react until the soldiers asked for instructions, and immediately brewed his emotions, and said in the captain's channel in a sad tone: "Report sir, the mecha team suffered heavy losses from the enemy, and they all died in battle. Ask for support, Request support!"

"A powerful enemy is advancing westward."

...

"A powerful mech appears in the Federation!"

...

"The hidden federal troops were dispatched, and our mech squad was wiped out, and the soldiers survived by luck."

The news changed as it spread, and the more it spread, the more exaggerated it became. In the end, the high-level armed forces that directly became the federal army appeared and began to prepare to open up all the way west.

In an instant, the other troops became tense.

"The Seventh Mecha Squad encountered the opponent's lone mecha... three mechas were destroyed in battle, and two suffered heavy damage."

When the second intelligence report came, the imperial soldiers in the communication channel were in an uproar.

The information was confirmed again, a single mecha can defeat a mecha squad!

The Federation is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger these days.

Listening to the suddenly lively discussions in his ear, feeling the tense atmosphere in the air, the stinger pilot who survived Mu Fan's first battle felt like eating yellow lotus, and his mouth was bitter but not bitter. Dare to say.

Now he almost believed that this mecha was a lone mecha.

But the truth is, it's just this fucking mecha!

He was afraid of going to court-martial, he was afraid of bearing the bad consequences of this rumor.

"Target continues to advance westward."

"The target was lost, the trajectory of the large troop was not found, and the trace of the federal troop disappeared."

"The teams pay close attention to the surrounding movements, and found that the federal troops should not fight against them..."

"The western battlefield hastened to encircle and annihilate those two federal mechs."

Hearing this sentence, the stinger pilot almost burst into tears.

The movement became louder and louder, and he felt what a stupid thing he had done.

But what these soldiers, including the commander of the imperial army, did not expect was that Mu Fan could hear their words clearly.

The gun knight, who had disappeared from the sight of the imperial army at this moment, was just outside the limit of the imperial army's detection range if he looked down from a high altitude.

Like a ghost walking on the edge of a wire.

Taking the fastest path, attracting the opponent's attention, and then disappearing from the opponent's sight, this is the plan that Mu Fan has made from the beginning.

Now 60% of the energy is left, which is enough for Mu Fan for the next battle.

Turning his gaze to the light curtain in front of him, the outline of the demonstration canyon can already be seen faintly in front of him.

On the radar map, the red dot representing Jerome and the others still did not go out, but they were steadily moving towards the canyon slowly.

And now Jerome is a little closer to the canyon than himself.

The agreed place is approaching.

...

On the western battlefield, a few federal soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor were desperately trying to get behind on the rugged mountain road. Behind them were two mechas that were billowing with thick smoke.

The appearance of the two gun knights has been damaged beyond recognition. No matter from any angle, you can see the serious rupture scars on the two mechs.

It can be said that it is a miracle to see these two mechas just standing.

In the cockpit of one of the mechas, which was walking and shooting with its gun raised, Major Jerome looked at the frantically alarming light curtain in front of him with red eyes.

"Warning, cabin pressurization damaged."

"Warning, the airtight facility is damaged, and the gas cannot circulate normally."

"Serious warning, 65% armor damage."

The ear-piercing sirens kept ringing, but now Jerome didn't have any thoughts to pay attention to them. Behind him were nine comrades in arms who were retreating.

In front of him was the Gaduor Empire military mecha that was approaching constantly.

Looking at the rocky canyon not far behind, Jerome smiled miserably.

I tried my best, and I never gave up.

"Major, I can't hold it anymore, let me break it for you." Teresa's weak but firm voice came from the channel.

Almost all of his body armor was smashed, and it was already a miracle for him to survive until now.

"Fart your mother, I'll be the one who dies! I'm ordering you to climb to the rocky canyon, and I'll die before you!" After the words fell, Jerome's mecha rushed to Theresa's mecha In front of A.