It was not until the first straggler lines broke into the position that the mecha would launch its final charge, and with the help and cover of the infantry, it would become the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In that case, even if you can kill the opponent's mecha in the end, it would be meaningless. In front of countless Jie Peng infantry who rushed into the position, the only twenty or thirty Chuckner warriors left on the position would be torn to pieces even if they were all iron-killed.

This is not a guess, it is a reality that can be calculated through the common code of coordinated mechas of various countries! The only way seems to be to burn the boat and kill the enemy's mecha before the enemy's infantry enters the position!

However, that means that the aircraft driver who drove this pieced together must rush out of the position, cross a distance of hundreds of meters, avoid the enemy's energy cannon attack, and use close combat to kill the opponent's mecha!

Is this possible?!

It's right for Fatty to be a master-level mechanic. But this mecha is too broken. Such hasty repairs can help this mecha restore half of its previous performance. In this case, if you want to kill a good opponent, you will be able to kill a good [Toyama]. Not to mention the level 3 and 4 mecha warriors in the Mecha Warriors, even the level 6 and 7 mecha warriors in the Armored Division will probably be difficult to compete with.

Maybe before I could run to someone else, the broken mecha would fall apart or be bombarded into a pile of scrap metal!

The excitement of seeing Jie Pengtian.com just now had dissipated from the artillery fire. Nash, Sun Ping and others looked at each other, and their mood was a little dark.

It would be great if the fat man could come so few hours earlier.

A master-level mechanic, coupled with their ability to invade Jie Pengtian.com, can bring the combat effectiveness of the entire army to a higher level. Maybe the army can survive by the Karachi River!

And in such a broken position, what can I do if I see the deployment and mobilization of the Jie Peng people with such a few remaining people?!

The cards in your hand are too small, so people don’t care about spreading their cards and playing with you!

Several Chuckner warriors exchanged glances, turned their heads to look at the miscellaneous soldiers who seemed to be ignorant of sorrow, and couldn't help but sigh deeply. Looking at the posture of these guys holding guns, you can know their combat effectiveness. Even if you can kill those few Jepeng people, it is probably a blind cat to hit the dead rat. It would be better to expect God to suddenly drop a thunder formation and kill all Jepeng people!

I don’t know what I had discussed in hiding inside, but finally, the pale fat man and the little brat crawled out of the mecha.

The fat man asked, "Who are you here for this mecha?"

"" Nash punched the pit wall with a fierce punch.

The fat man and the little brat were scared and trembled at the same time. The fat man, one big and one small, looked at each other, feeling uneasy. At the critical moment, what was this guy sick?

"Old Sun!" Nash gritted his teeth and said to Sun Ping: "You go and call Sampson. Here he is the only one who has the highest level of mecha. If he can't succeed, he can only fight! Otherwise, everyone will have to wait for death here!"

There was a silence in the explosion-proof pit. The explosion outside the cave seemed to be far away from everyone's ears.

Feng Laosi rubbed his sniper rifle head hard and did not raise it. Jonathan lowered his head, and his forehead was exposed. Shen Ming stared at the strange mechanical legs of the mecha, and his eyes were red. Sun Ping stared at Nash, and finally nodded fiercely, turned the gun to his back, and crawled out of the hole.

"Wait!" Seeing Sun Ping yearning for drilling outside the hole, the fat man understood and said with a strange expression: "What level of mecha warrior is that Sampson?!"

"Level 4!" Nash gritted his teeth and said, "The highest among the mecha troopers is level 6. Originally, our mecha squad had a level 5, but..." As he said that, Nash's eyes were already red. He knew that the order he issued was actually to kill the last mecha warrior in the company! The possibility that the second lieutenant Sampson could complete this task would not exceed ten percent!

"Level 4?!" The expressions of the bandit soldiers all became extremely strange.

"Don't call!" Seeing that Sun Ping turned around and was about to leave again, the fat man quickly shouted: "The artillery fire cover is not over yet, it's too dangerous outside! Don't call, we have mecha warriors here."

"You have mecha warriors?" Nash and others didn't know whether it was a surprise or confusion for a moment.

Their eyes slowly swept across the faces of a group of miscellaneous soldiers wearing blue uniforms. Nash asked in a stern voice: "What level of mecha warrior?"

"Don't worry about this." The fat man waved his hand, and didn't know how to explain the differences between civilian and military ranks for a while. He turned to Baz and others and said, "Hurry up, who are you going?"

"Brass and saucers!" Buzz raised his fist high and stared at several companions with bright eyes.

"Stone, scissors, cloth!"

The only one who came out was the stone, while the others were scissors. In the explosion-proof pit, it was like a vegetable market caught a thief, and there was a hustle and bustle.

Especially several war gods, they cursed.

The tall Hargrove shouted loudly, and Wagstaff, with a beard and fleshy face, echoed loudly. Even the second-level mecha war god of Boshanliu, who looked like a middle-aged scholar, shook his head and tricked him.

"He is not promising!" As Nash and others stared in a daze, the fat man pulled over the embarrassed and proud Cozmo, who looked like he was embarrassed and proud, said: "Just Cozmo, you can decide the next one."

There was a sudden hustle and bustle of rock-scissors in the pit.

The fat man told Kozmo: "Remember, break the protective armor below his waist. It is the transmission assembly of the [Toyama] mecha. If it is inconvenient, other places can do. Anyway, it is better to keep it a little more complete. If you catch it, come back quickly. Whether we can escape this time depends on you!"

"No problem." Cozmo smiled slightly and got into the cockpit of the mecha.

The explosion outside the cave had gradually become sparse, and Jie Peng's artillery preparations were over.

"Is there any sniper rifle?" the fat man asked Nash.

Kozmo's level is enough to capture an opponent's mecha. The fat man calculated that the firepower of the position was insufficient, and taking a sniper rifle and trying to kill the enemy's officers was the most economical way to distribute combat power at this moment.

Looking at the young man who was only a little over twenty years old, with beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes, and looked like a student, crawled into the mecha, and heard the fat man's incredible explanation, Nash didn't know what he felt at the moment.

Use a broken mecha to attack an intact [Toyama] in front of the position, and also need to be captured intact... Are you dreaming?

"Hey!" Seeing a fat hand swaying in front of him, Nash finally came back to his senses.
Chapter completed!