Mecha Soldier's Notes

() [Il] The gas stream is sprayed wildly, and it comes at a speed close to the limit of the photodetector's ability to capture.I really can't imagine that equipped with such an impressive weapon system, this thing can fly at double the speed of sound without turning on the afterburner.

There are five enemy planes in total.

But unlike before, the opponent is a new machine, and the hardware of [Garand] does not have an advantage.Although I have fought against [Il] once before, most of them were hit directly by me. The only record of shooting down one was obtained by virtue of the terrain advantage.

Feeling that the interest in fighting has been mobilized, I also rowed the complicated S-shaped track to meet the first plane without showing any weakness, and shot first at a distance of 300 meters, but almost at the same time [Il] also He raised his armored machine gun and followed by sweeping she.

Has the treaty's bloody slag control followed suit?

I bit my back teeth excitedly, great job, it's getting stronger and stronger.

A round of tentative shots from the two planes missed the target, and they passed by quickly. I violently pulled the body back, and at the same time activated the output of the nozzles on the feet and back to the limit, forcing the body to stop the car in the air.

Although it is a dangerous action that tortures the body, but in order to gain the upper hand, I care so much about it!

"Damn... too fierce!"

The overload from the top reached almost 9g. Even through the anti-G suit, I still felt that my stomach was oppressed and uncomfortable, but seeing that the body had not been washed away, I tried my best to resist the feeling of being about to vomit and bite back.

At this time [Il] only had time to slow down a little, so I had no choice but to give up turning around and take a sharp turn to try to get rid of the pursuit. I successfully bit the guy's fiery buttocks.

Compared with the fighter jets of the old century, due to the super high mobility and unique weapon system of the landline, the mecha soldiers have a lot of opportunities to evade or attack in the combat, and also make the offensive and defensive positions of the air combat very fast. , It is very difficult to grasp this kind of change, and only veteran mecha soldiers who have experienced many battles can barely touch some ways.

As a half bucket of water, I can only do my best to grasp every hard-won advantage.

At this time, in the public channel, the teddy bear mecha soldiers have already made a noise in the room:

"Damn it, it's 'Grey Smile', this bastard is out of the mountain again."

"**You read that right, didn't the above say that this bastard has been caught and killed?"

"Nonsense, besides it, which machine can laugh so slutty?!"

Yin swing?I rely on!

I cursed, and quickly set up the armored machine gun to aim, but who knew [Il]'s two shoulder turrets immediately turned upside down, exposing four black barrels, and aimed at me in one breath.

Hell, it's a shipboard 25mm twin-barreled cannon!

"Da da da"

Fierce artillery fire shot out one after another, as if trying to force me to retreat, because the distance was very close, I took a lot of direct bullets in a row.

But I am not willing to just throw away the prey that has already reached my mouth. Regardless of the armor plate that has been knocked on the ground, I also made a sharp turn at a sharp angle and firmly nailed to the route of [Il], biting the target tightly. .

Shoot, shoot again!

I quickly fired two rows of ammunition belts before pulling out of the attack range of the automatic turret.Then I saw [Il]'s nozzle wrapped in the armor box was torn apart like a blasted firecracker, and the body danced and fell from the air dragging thick smoke.

I quickly glanced at the three-dimensional image of the body, and found that the shoulder and arm armor were stamped with green patterns.It turns out that this thing is just a harassing weapon, and its penetration may not even be [-] mm.

The unlucky [Il] was still struggling in the air, and I felt annoyed for it, so I pulled out the compound sword and swooped down at a high angle of attack, ready to help it.

Approaching, raise the sword, chop and kill.

I aimed at the torso cockpit, which is one of the thickest parts of the body armor, but it doesn't make much sense in front of the high-energy radium sheath.The outer armor was quickly melted by the beam, and the composite armor didn't last long. I felt that the blade touched the base armor very quickly.

It is said that in the air battles in the Middle East in the old century, devout believers who were trapped in the cockpit and could not escape would spend the last few seconds before falling to pray, but in this country where the grace of gods is not very common, I think this buddy is at best It's nothing more than a desperate howl with drooling and tears.

Wait a moment………

The pleasure of destroying the body was instantly interrupted by a chilly feeling. I couldn't explain why, but my first reaction was that it was not good, very bad.

I subconsciously hit the joystick horizontally, and I drove the body to "throw" violently like a somersault. The muscles failed to keep up with the nerve response, and even the bile came out of the nostrils, which made me almost scream.

But I have no time for embarrassment.

In the next second, a sharp line of fire has already cut through the area where I was just now. If it was slower, I would probably be chopped into pieces.

"Da da da" "Da da da"

A group of five shells with a short line of fire quickly lit up in my field of vision like the reflection of a mirror. The high-precision sensors equipped on the airframe are almost useless, because the shells are activated almost at the same time as them. If we follow the tactical regulations , I don't know how many times I have been killed by she!

So fast shooting speed!

I suffocated my breath, and drove the body to spin wildly in the three-dimensional space, evading the line of fire again and again in a thrilling manner. [Il]'s 47mm armored machine gun is very powerful. Hitting any part would be a terrible serious injury to [Garand]. Jump.

This feeling is not only so shameful that it makes people want to die, but also the sore nasal passages and the nearly depleted oxygen in the lungs are constantly torturing my nerves.

But the opponent's shots were not only accurate, but also the density distribution was very even, so suppressed that I didn't even have time to breathe a sigh of relief.

I'm so fucking dying!

"what!"

I couldn't help but let out a loud roar, let go of my lungs and gasped wildly.

I can guarantee with my life that this action will not take more than [-] seconds, and I immediately started reorientation, and the body paused for a shorter time than that.

but……..

"clang"

The body shook violently, and yellow marks immediately appeared on the protective armor of the legs on the [-]D image of the body.

"Damn!"

I cursed bitterly, but I also knew that I had saved my life: according to the ballistic trajectory, if I hadn't deviated from the long-distance route, the power compartment of the airframe would have been split open.

Who is it? !

I raised my head in shock and anger, and then I saw a swift blue light and shadow flying down against the sun.

Green machine?Damn it, is it the ace from the last fight?You actually changed your vest, you bastard!

This angle is not good for me.I immediately flew to stagger the track of the enemy plane, and at the same time raised my own armored machine gun to shoot, but the two consecutive shuttles deviated far from the moving track of the blue plane.

The reason was quickly found - because my fingers were trembling!

"Damn, I'm afraid of a bird!"

I was so angry that I wanted to open my mouth and bite myself.

"Captain, Captain!"

Suddenly, Hugo's screams came from the radio, and it seemed that this kid's life was pretty tough.

"Fuck away!"

"It's Cang Ren, this guy is Cang Ren!"

Hugo's screams became louder, almost calling the radio to explode.

At this moment, I also remembered why this painting looks so familiar. It turned out that I had seen it on the promotional page of the Treaty Army. One of the special features of the Treaty Army is that the big ace mecha soldiers have free choice landlines The right to paint colors, and the counterparts of the Allies are all kinds of weird decorations and accessories.If I remember correctly, it is the trump card that belongs to the "blue" color.It is the ace, Major "Blue Blade" Orlov, who ranks No. 14 in the Treaty Army with [-] kills.

That is, a guy who is fiercer than Captain Korninov?

I used to be unconvinced, thinking that the ace rankings must be mixed with a lot of luck, for example, if a veteran hits the big luck and meets a rookie formation, he will naturally score a quarter, but now I finally understand that it is possible to The number one mech soldiers on this three-acre ground all have two brushes.

The cyan body turned over briskly and quickly turned around, and the muzzle of the armored machine gun locked on me at the same time.

He wants to shoot!

As soon as this terrifying thought exploded in my mind, I felt a heavy hit on the shoulder of the machine. [Garland] was almost completely spun, and a heartbreaking conclusion quickly jumped out of the image: the left shoulder was seriously injured!

The cyan body quickly draws a "z" shaped track, and leaps nimbly in the air. I feel that my sight can hardly catch him, but I barely avoid the line of fire that keeps sweeping from all directions.

quick!It's too fast!I often only have time to set up the gun before the opponent has finished firing and immediately maneuvered to a new position. The pause in the middle does not exceed one second, forcing me to often interrupt the firing rhythm and move to a new position to re-aim. .Although the mobility of the airframes is comparable, the disadvantage of the shooting speed makes me only make do with every corner of the "Blue Blade", and the effect is naturally very unsatisfactory.

There was only a crisp sound, and my lower limbs were injured once, and this time the injury was even worse. I suspected that I could no longer take off and land in the normal way.

"Oh shit!."

Gritting my teeth and cursing, I drove the machine body to dive down suddenly to seize the shooting position below. This time I gave up the semi-automatic search that I had always been used to (that is, the computer roughly aligns the target, and then the mech soldiers manually lock it), and directly changed Track shots with pure sights.

Turning my field of vision, I saw that my aiming aperture was just aligned with the black muzzle of the cyan body.

aim.

The thick line of fire flew towards it, scraping off two pieces of my outer armor, and my shot just just passed the bottom of its feet.

off target.

I immediately drove the body to turn on the afterburner and bite it up. Two mechas, one green and one gray, flew alternately in the air, constantly killing terrifying lines of fire, and gradually entered the "tail biting" mode of the old century fighter jets.

[Garland] and [Il] were circling sharply at a speed that almost threw the mecha soldier's eyeballs out. I felt that my brain was about to bleed in the whirl. If that guy wasn't a superman, I probably felt the same way.

The two planes suddenly broke away from the arc and set up the armored machine gun almost at the same time. This time I simply ignored the calculation of the fire control computer and directly used the optical sight to visually lock!

Aim again!

The knock sounds of the two mechas sounded almost simultaneously.

"Boom"

The next moment, I felt that my vision was shattered in an instant, my eardrums roared as if water had entered, and my whole body seemed to have been punched hard, and I couldn't help but choked out a mouthful of bitter liquid.It looked like the main armor had been shot, but luckily the distance was too far [Garland] The thin main armor could barely hold it, otherwise it would be crushed no matter how hard it was.

[Il] leisurely slid out from the corner of the broken field of vision unscathed, damn it, as expected, this unused style of play has no precision at all.

Miss again....

The strong sense of oppression erodes the nerves little by little. This feeling is no longer fighting, but being hacked and played by someone!