Chapter 160 Extreme? Come and Taste the Golden Round Cake

As soon as this thought flashed through Lin Lan's mind, the huge mecha body was getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

He immediately shouted into the communicator, asking the ship girls to disperse.

I don't know if this is an illusion, but the pressure brought by the two huge mechas falling at a high speed is definitely not a joke.

Only in the communicator, Egil suddenly laughed contemptuously.

At random, Lin Lan saw the black and red huge iron-blooded dragon next to Egil suddenly raised its head and pushed towards the broken mecha body.

"Crack!"

Egil's ship-mounted dragon collided with the huge mecha falling in the sky, but this mecha that seemed to weigh thousands of tons was carried in the air by the black and red iron-blooded dragon.

The impact of the fall also caused the dragon on the sea to sink a lot, raising waves on the sea.

Hearing this extremely harsh metal collision sound, Lin Lan's face turned pale.

This is not like the impact that an illusion can cause.

Siren didn't know what means he used, but he actually recreated the battlefield between the United States of Orlan and the Natlan Empire hundreds of years ago in this mirror sea!

Lin Lan knew this huge white heavy mecha.

In that war, the mecha that could fly into the sky could only be the Orlan national defense weapon, the Overlord Mecha, which existed in the textbooks of the Naval Academy.

The identity of the man holding a long sword in the air just now was self-evident - the Natlan Limiter.

Before he was about to give orders to the ship girls, the cold voice of the Natlan Limiter came from the sky:

"You, wait, behead..."

The Natlan Limiter held the sword in one hand, looking down at these strange visitors who came at an unknown time.

But as soon as he raised the sword and hadn't finished speaking, he was interrupted by the deafening roar of a large number of anti-aircraft guns on the sea.

"Just a shell, ridiculous...what...ah!!!"

The Natlan Extreme Man looked at the attack coldly, and with a wave of his long sword, a green wind wall like a protective aura appeared below him.

But the torrent of anti-aircraft shells, like a downpour, instantly blew the wind wall into pieces, and before he even had time to react, his body was torn into pieces by the dense explosion.

"Hit! Hit hard! I want to see how powerful this Natlan Extreme Man can be, and how he can withstand the +12, +13 gold twin-mounted 113mm anti-aircraft guns of so many of my ship girls!"

When Lin Lan heard the word "slash", he ordered the ship girls to open fire without saying a word.

This kind of twin-mounted 113mm ship-mounted anti-aircraft gun with a rarity of gold in the game is the most commonly used graduation anti-aircraft gun in the game, and only anti-aircraft guns with a color rarity can be compared with it.

Since the anti-aircraft gun's portrait looks like a round cake, it is also affectionately given the title of Golden Round Cake by players.

Almost the moment he gave the order, all the ship girls, including Akashi, had already aimed at the anti-aircraft gun holes of the Natlan people and immediately opened fire without reservation.

Especially Akashi, the little profiteer, her ship was equipped with three golden round cakes...

This is the battlefield of the mirror sea area. Lin Lan doesn't care who is right or wrong on the battlefield. As long as there is a threat to him, all of them will be treated as Siren chess pieces and knocked down.

The power of the terrifying blue sword light just now made his scalp tingle. How dare he let the other party finish his words and directly take the initiative.

But just as Lin Lan looked at the black smoke blown up by the anti-aircraft gun in the air as if facing a great enemy, waiting for the counterattack of this Natlan limiter.

An intermittent neutral electronic synthesized sound came from the sea next to him, penetrating the anti-aircraft guns of his ship girls.

"Ripping Cloud... Scanning, Natlan Limiter Ji Hengyi has no signs of life, confirmed dead."

Lin Lan looked at the source of the sound in confusion, which was the upper body head of the Tyrant mecha that was cut in half.

On the mecha head, which was almost two people taller than him, the light in the blue electronic pupils kept jumping, as if it would be extinguished at any time due to irreversible damage to the body.

"Okay, that guy is dead, everyone stop firing."

Lin Lan looked up uncertainly with the elemental vision, and found that the position of the Natlan Limiter was empty, and said to the ship girls.

"Huh? Died just now? Not as good as the Siren carrier-based aircraft?"

Under Hipper's surprised and disdainful words, the dense ship-mounted anti-aircraft firepower stopped.

But Hipper's words also expressed Lin Lan's thoughts.

In the textbooks of the Red Leaf Naval Academy, this Limiter can be said to be as fierce as a god, how could he be so weak?

But he thought about it and it seemed normal.

No matter how powerful your Natlan Extremers are, can they compare with those humanoid executors of the Sirens?

The mechas and fleets of the Orlan United States can be beaten like grandsons by the Type I Executors and mass-produced Sirens, so how much better can the Natlan Empire be than Orlan?

After all, they are all lambs to be slaughtered by the Sirens, or they are all experimental materials of the Sirens.

And his ship girls, no matter what, have fought large-scale battles with the Sirens for so many years, and the scale and damage of their ship-mounted weapons are all benchmarked against the Sirens' resistance.

Fighting these Extremers is nothing more than fighting Type I Siren Executors.

The only thing to pay attention to may be means like the green sword light just now.

But it seems that this method cannot be used frequently by the Extreme Players, and it is still unclear whether it can cause damage to the ship girls' ship equipment.

At the same time, the battle between the Natlan Extreme Players and the Tyrant Mecha in the other two skies has also been decided.

The result of the battle is that the Natlan Extreme Players won. But Lin Lan looked around and found that the two victorious Extreme Players were not feeling well.

One person had his arm cut off by the huge energy light blade of the Tyrant Mecha, and blood was pouring out.

One person was covered in blood after being bombed by the chasing missile group, and was shaky in the sky.

Seeing this, Lin Lan had an idea in his mind.

It seems that not every Extreme Player is as powerful as Ji Hengyi, the Extreme Player who just died in the anti-aircraft firepower of his ship girl.

This is no wonder. The Tyrant Mecha is a mechanical creation after all, and all parameters can basically remain consistent.

And the Extreme Players, if the textbooks in the Naval Academy are not wrong, are actually cultivated by themselves, spending time and resources to survive.

Even the martial arts learned by the extremers cannot be exactly the same.

This can be seen from the weapons held by the two extremers, one holding a spear and the other holding a saber.

"Commander, what should we do now? The radar in the sea here has not found any traces of Siren."

Hearing the question from Egil, Lin Lan was also in trouble.

Siren is like entering her own home in the mirror sea, and the radar system is probably unreliable.

And this is a completely unfamiliar battlefield, and Lin Lan didn't know where to find Siren.

Just as Lin Lan was watching the two seriously injured extremers staggering towards the burning ancient city, thinking.

This Tyrant Mech supported by the Iron Blood Dragon suddenly turned its head and stared at Lin Lan.