Chapter 96: Gambling (Part 1)

After following Tian Xing's workout and walking into the actual training ground, dozens of fighters from the four major schools were more and more shocked as they walked.

There was no one else leading the way in front of them except Fatty, Old Smith and Jeffrey. The pilots in the training room restarted training, and the bandit soldiers in charge of the guards also stood motionless at their original posts. All the way.

As they approached, other members of the bandit army, including the recruits on the other side of the training ground, were all immersed in training, without even looking at these dozens of people.

The entire training ground was filled with a kind of silent fanaticism. It seemed that nothing else could arouse the interest of these bandit soldiers who were focused on training. Their concentration made people suddenly feel frightened.

Walking into the spacious training ground, not far away, dozens of bandit soldiers were crawling quickly in the mud. They climbed through the mire, grabbed the rope and climbed to the high platform, and then jumped down without blinking.

, after rolling on the ground, he ran forward quickly, climbed over several obstacles, crossed the single-plank bridge, climbed up the rope net, and flew on a single rope between two pillars dozens of meters high.

In the center of the training ground, some bandit soldiers were undergoing unarmed combat training. The soldiers worked in pairs, choked, grabbed, fell down, and stood up again. In the dust, loud shouts came one after another. The training was not known to be over.

After going on for a long time, some of the soldiers were obviously exhausted and were still staggering on. They could no longer stand firm, but their whole bodies were filled with a murderous aura.

The pilots of the four major schools no longer had the arrogance they had at the door of the training room just now. They quietly watched the training of the bandits, their eyes flickering. Among them, there were many bandit warriors who they knew from Phantom Flow and Tai.

Not to mention the level of mecha control of the flow mecha warriors, at least now, they feel that these people are completely different from them.

No one can tell why the method is different. The training that these infantrymen only perform was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the mechas in the past. They have always believed that only mecha techniques are worth practicing hard. However,

Now, they see a fascinating toughness in these past opponents!

The physical training of the mecha style cannot achieve this effect! Phantom style and Xintai style have been completely integrated into the bandit army. Those civilian mechas have become highly disciplined bandit soldiers! Think about what you see

Looking at the combat power of those one hundred and twenty black bandit mechas, and then looking at these people in front of them, everyone in the four major factions felt a sense of suffocation.

If you face such an opponent on the battlefield, how sure are you of winning?

Walking to the mecha landing pad, the fat man stopped in front of a Hengdao, patted the cold shell of the mecha with his hand, turned to Thad and Bridgeman and said: "This kind of mecha is called

Hengdao is the eighth-generation top combat mecha of Fimen. It is equipped with a 300mm-caliber armor-piercing energy cannon, two 150mm-caliber high-speed machine guns, four anti-aircraft missiles, eight ground-attack missiles, and a fully enclosed energy cover.

A set of semi-enclosed energy covers, the maximum speed on the road is 520 kilometers per hour, the maximum off-road speed is 360 kilometers per hour, the instantaneous change of direction and return speed are 80 meters per second! The burst speed of directional short-distance sprint is 190 meters per second

!”

Looking at the black mechas lined up neatly in front of them and listening to Fatty's calm introduction, the mechas of the four major schools remained calm on the surface, but deep down they were stirred up.

Except for the photos in military magazines, no one present had ever seen this type of military mecha. Before the war broke out, the free world, under the blockade of the Supreme United Council of Mankind, would never allow such mechas to exist.

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After the war broke out, even though they had known that the blockade had ceased to exist in name only and that these weapons of war would sooner or later enter the free world, however, when it was actually placed in front of them, everyone discovered that the earthquake they had suffered was far more serious than they had imagined.

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Today's Mars is no longer a planet that can be ruled by private mechas or mechas modified with old-fashioned metal projectile weapons. Look at the ferocious barrel of the black mecha in front of you and listen to its performance parameters.

——Who can resist in the face of the steel torrent formed by thousands of these mechas?

This is a war, not a battle of forces before the free world!

The three major sects, Juezha Flow, Poshan Flow, and Tai Flow, have been flirting with Xiyo for a long time. However, in the end, before Xiyo's military mechas could even set foot on Mars, the Fei Alliance had already taken the lead!

The Northern Business Alliance has tolerated it for so many years. Everyone present knew how much the paramilitary armored regiment that suddenly appeared in Puluo Town would cost. But so what? In these one hundred and twenty black mechas

In front of them, they only ended up annihilated.

When you look back and think about the strength of your own genre, think about your personal mechas and a small number of modified mechas, can you not be panicked? Wait until the arms ships arrive at Mars, and wait until the military mechas arrive through different channels.

In the hands of other schools, when the Mars planet is filled with artillery fire and smoke, what can people like you do?

Use your own personal mecha to fight against such a military mecha, don't be kidding!

Looking at the silent mechas of the four major schools, the fat man smiled slightly and said: "There are many mechas like this in Fei Meng! From now on, the regular equipment of the bandit army will be far more advanced than this kind of mechas! To tell you the truth,

The Filipina League is determined to win the Mars Free Channel! In addition to military considerations, the Filipina League is also interested in the strong productivity of Mars! In the future, this place will become the Filipina League's most important arsenal!"

"What?" The fat man's words caused a violent commotion.

"Once Mars becomes the Fei League's mecha and ship production base, I don't need to tell you what changes will happen here, right?" The fat man boasted without batting an eyelid: "After the war, the free world will

Therefore, becoming a member of the mainstream human society, there is no material blockade, no restriction on residence, and no discrimination and exclusion! Here, it will become a place managed by the mecha genre as the main body, protected by the Fei League, integrating manufacturing, transportation and mecha

An autonomous region integrating industry!”

In the dead silence, the eyes of the pilots from the four major schools could not restrain their ecstasy.

Everyone knows that war, for some areas, means destruction, death, poverty and chaos. However, in all human wars, there are always a few places that have become the biggest beneficiaries of war. These places,

Some areas have always been prosperous, while others are remote areas. However, due to the war, countless companies, armies, government agencies, schools and people who relocated from the front lines gathered in these areas, creating a kind of wartime atmosphere.

Wealth concentration effect!

Of course, the Free Port of Mars will not be the rear of a big country. No one would expect that it will be a political and cultural center or a logistics industrial base. However, now that there are more and more refugees, only the Fiji League is required to control it.

When a part of the military production orders are allocated, a series of chemical reactions will occur throughout the free world!

The influx of funds, energy, raw materials and technology will completely change the industrial system of the entire Mars Freeport. The economy of Mars will develop rapidly from this. And what follows is the dependence on this huge industrial system.

The transportation, medical, trade, technology, tourism, entertainment and other industries are booming!

If the Fifa League really wins the war, if it is true as the fat man said, and this place becomes an autonomous region integrated into the mainstream of human society! Then the free world will no longer be a hell for the exiles, but a paradise created by war!

At that time, it was simply unimaginable what benefits these factions who had joined the Fei Alliance camp from the beginning and had controlled the free world for thousands of years would gain.

But, are all of this true?

Sade, Bridgman and others looked at each other, and what they saw in each other's eyes was heartbeat. No matter whether what the fat man said can be fully realized, it is worth giving it a try! Surviving in the free world, you face challenges every day.

It's a game of intrigue and deception. What the people here don't lack most is the innate spirit of adventure in their bones.

Life is only over a hundred years old. Given the current situation of the four major schools, if we don’t seize the opportunity to give it a try, how long will we wait?!

"Okay!" The fat man pointed to the personal mechas of Tailiu and Phantom flow next to him, and said to Thad: "Since it is a competition, there is no need to use military mechas. You can use your own mechas, if

If you like, you can also choose any private mecha here. You can compete in any way you want... But let's talk about it up front. What can I say if I win? If some of you lose, then...

How to say?"

"Bet?" The warriors from the four major schools looked at each other.

"Originally, in a few days, it will be your folk mecha school's quadrennial championship match!" Fatty said leisurely: "Am I remembering it correctly?"

Thad and others nodded with a wry smile. In a few days, it will be June 6th. Normally, this time is the date of the largest event in the folk mecha fighting world - the genre federation championship. For thousands of years, this has been

It has become a tradition in the free world.

The big factions showed off their strength at the competition, the smaller factions tried to make a splash, and the major forces reorganized their seats and established a new order - but that was before the war broke out! By this time, the alliance of factions was completely finished, and who was still there?

Are you interested in a championship match?

No matter how good a disciple you train, no matter how sophisticated you develop a technique, and no matter how advanced a mecha is, what's the use? Mars now speaks with guns and cannons!

"Although the school federation has been disbanded, we still have the school mutual aid alliance." Fatty seemed to have no self-awareness about this so-called mutual aid alliance composed of two schools that were looked down upon at all. He said shamelessly: "I have always been

Prepare to summon all the major sects to come to Puluo Town, firstly, to compare skills, and secondly, to discuss how to restore our sect’s traditional status and deal with this war.”

"However, since you guys are here today." The fat man looked at Thad and others and said: "Why don't we discuss it in advance! According to the tradition of the championship match, the winner takes all! Since we are competing, we naturally have to have some luck, so let's

, if I lose, I will treat you tonight. If you lose, I will make an announcement and announce that you have joined the faction mutual aid alliance! All the fighters will be under the unified command of the bandit army! Of course, the techniques I promised will be fulfilled!"

"If he loses, he will be treated to a meal. If we lose, we will be annexed. How can such a good thing happen in this world?"

"This fat man is really shameless!"

"Do you think our sect master is a fool? Who would agree to such a condition?"

The pilots of the four major schools suddenly became commotion and whispered to each other. Even the bandit soldiers next to them looked dumbfounded. Who would agree to such a condition?

"Okay! I agree!" Surprisingly, Bridgeman, the leader of the Black Dragon Dao, agreed almost without hesitation.

Under everyone's surprised gaze, Bridgeman remained calm and composed, as if he was satisfied with these conditions.

The only one who was not surprised was Fatty. He just glanced at Bridgeman a few more times, nodded, and then surrendered his eyes to Sade and the other two.

"I agree too!" The one who spoke this time was An Linton of Qian Jun Dao. This first-level mecha commander who was born with white hair stood at the end from the beginning to the end. He followed the trend silently.

, at this moment, he expressed his position very simply.

The mechanics under his command didn't understand. These four leaders of their respective sects were all old ghosts who had wandered around the free world. How could they not understand?

On the surface, Fatty's bet seems unfair. In fact, it is giving the four major schools a step up. Precisely because it is unfair, no matter whether they win or lose, the reputation of the four major schools will not be damaged.

Moreover, on the territory of other bandits, even if they win, what can these factions expect to get from others' guns. Does the fat man look like a person who is willing to suffer losses? In fact, the most important thing is

, such a bet also opened a door for the four major factions to join the bandit army.

They have all become elite people, how come they don’t understand these principles? Since others have opened the door for them, they must know how to cooperate. If you really ask for a fair bet, you are just asking for humiliation. The four major schools have joined hands to

The intention of coming could have been discarded long ago.

With Bridgeman and Annington taking the lead, Thad and Fine also nodded in agreement.

The fat man only made a gesture, and the lively training in the training ground stopped immediately. The bandit soldiers quickly gathered into a neat queue and ran out of the training ground. When Thad and others' special mechas drove to the side of the field.

, dozens of dish-shaped data collectors have flown around the site, hovering in the sky.

The entire training ground was filled with a sense of excitement.

The direct dialogue between the two mecha war gods, the two first-level mecha commanders and the fat man who once kicked the ninth hall, no matter where it is, it is a rare highlight of a thousand years - the disbandment of the bandit army
To be continued...