Female president's private killer

Steller, who fell to the ground, immediately grew up and launched a crazy counterattack with his scarred body in a fierce posture of fighting for his life. While attracting all the attention of the adjudicator, he made the adjudicator kneel at the cost of a depression in his left arm and shoulder.

From that moment on, the adjudicator could no longer stand up. It was kneeling in humiliation, and its black shell reflected the same ferocious smiling face of the sneaker who arced in behind it.

The second lieutenant didn't hear the sound of the third round of shell charging from the mecha computer.

The blood in his body surged along the blood vessels under the pressure of his fast beating heart. He can even hear the sound of blood flowing in his blood vessels, feel the continuous upwelling of this bright red liquid, and want to break through the sky cover!

This is the most perfect cooperation and the most perfect kill he has ever seen.

Simple, fierce, deadly!

Stile staggered to his feet. The ferocious wound on the mecha left only a few broken connecting rod left arms, all telling the tragedy of the war.

In front of him, the second Ranger, like a butcher who kills a pig, suddenly stirred the ion dagger in his hand, smashed the adjudicator's chest, and then kicked the adjudicator to the ground cleanly.

The black mecha fell straight and threw up a pile of dust. The two Rangers turned around, soared into the air and rushed into the battle group in front of the central position.

There, more of their companions are fighting in bloody battles. Opposite them, more adjudicators are constantly attacking their formation, trying to break through the defense line behind them.

In the battle group, a ranger was punctured in the chest. A lot of blood poured out of the cabin, and the broken transparent cabin cover had turned red. Even so, it still clings to the enemy's arm. The whole body is like hanging on the enemy.

The frightened adjudicator tried desperately to get rid of the Ranger, but he couldn't get rid of it until another Ranger smashed him into pieces.

The amphibious mecha was entangled and turned into a huge fireball in a violent explosion!

Not far away, two other mecha were wrestling. The adjudicator was as cold and indifferent as death. By this time, he had disappeared. It looks more like a local dog when it is caught by a Ranger.

They hit each other with their fists and rolled on the ground. What control specifications, what four levels, five levels and six levels, what footwork and what killing moves have been thrown out of the sky. The rest is just instinctive fighting!

Further away, black and cyan figures flickered in the smoke. They move at a high speed, so fast that they can only hear a series of firecracker like gold and iron. Those advanced technical movements that ordinary mecha dare not think of emerge in endlessly in their hands.

Not to mention this life and death duel with life and death, even if you only watch it nearby, it will make people dizzying and sweating. Slow down and make a few mistakes. The final outcome is that the machine dies and the people die!

The second lieutenant clenched his teeth and watched the scarred figure rush into the battle regiment. In an instant, he was submerged in the mecha of the scuffle.

When the energy full prompt sounded for the fourth time, he pulled the joystick, the mecha leaned out of the shooting position, aimed at a Susi mecha less than 100 meters away from the position, and opened fire violently.

"Kill!"

It was the deafening roar of hundreds of fierce military aircraft of the middle regiment.

"Kill!"

The passionate passion of the second lieutenant's chest gushed out with the murderous roar.

This voice, merged into the roar of countless Chinese soldiers, rolled into the sky.

The whole position, the mountain calls the sea!

The palm of the mecha crossed a perfect arc in the air and fell into the shoulder of a Ranger.

In Reinhart's mind, a step-by-step precise command was quickly translated into action command through the thinking sensor. The mecha took a wrong step and flashed to the side and rear of the Ranger.

With the standard control ability of 85 hands per second, the world seems to be very slow in front of us.

Just a step forward in an arc, Reinhardt had enough time to clearly watch the broken casing fragments and parts fly past his eyes. Looking at the diffuse smoke of gunpowder, floating in the wind in the nothingness air.

The light of several shells flashed out of the soil and spread in all directions.

Countless Susi mecha, countless Chinese mecha, surging, interlacing and fighting on the rising hillside of mushroom cloud.

Ten meters from the position!

Reinhart calculated silently in the bottom of his heart.

The adjudicator, like a black ghost, pasted lightly on the other party's back, and hit 20 times in a second.

This is the simplest level of action. However, under the control of 85 movements per second, the simple fist waving of an ordinary fighter twice a second increases the speed by ten times and the power by a hundred times.

The stormy fist fiercely pierced the Ranger's back. However, the fierce fighter's anti elbow blow before his death still left a dent on the judge's shoulder.

Pulling the manipulator out of the Ranger, Reinhart's handsome face was as cold as an ice sculpture. Just those eyes, faint strands of red silk, flashed a trace of hatred and violence. This is the 30th Ranger he killed. These guys with 60 hands have no power to fight back in front of him.

However, these guys always try their best to leave a trace on his mecha before they die. Although such an attack could not pose any threat to the adjudicator at all, the accumulated damage control procedures of the mecha still turned dark red in many places.

More importantly, Reinhart can clearly feel that no matter how powerful he is, no matter how many Rangers he killed, the poor people are not afraid at all.

They are a group of unreasonable madmen. When they fight with their lives, what people feel is not heroism, but a kind of ridicule and ridicule.

Even if the price is life, they don't hesitate to punch you.

Just to annoy you!

Reinhardt admitted that he was angered by these stubborn lunatics.

A few hours ago, his carefully arranged challenge was dashed by a shameless attack by the fierce army. It not only failed to boost the morale of the Soviet Union, but also made the morale even lower.

In the following seven strong attacks, although he killed 30 Rangers, the adjudicators of the two squadrons have been unable to break through each other's defense line.

Up to now, there are only 90 out of 200 adjudicators. The fierce army has more than 400 Rangers, and there are less than 200 left.

The war damage ratio of 1:2 is a victory for others, but it is a complete failure for the adjudicator.

Reinhardt can easily identify these mecha. As like as two peas, they had the same faces and their fighting styles and styles.

Once upon a time, he was angered by Fang Chutian countless times. Now, hundreds of Fang Chutian shook around in front of him and made vicious and obscene moves!

Five meters left! The position is only one step away!

"Boom!"

Reinhart, who had just stepped on the front of the position, crossed his arms and blocked the front kick of a Ranger. The mecha retreated a few steps back, and the anti-skid teeth on the soles of his feet pulled out several deep marks on the mud.

"Hum!" Reinhardt snorted coldly. While retreating, the mecha suddenly turned back and rushed forward without warning. With both fists up and down, it aroused a sharp roar in the air and ran straight to the Ranger who had just landed.

He was at the forefront of all attacking mecha. Behind him, dozens of adjudicators are following him forward step by step. This time, he will break through the position anyway!

"Fuck you!" The Ranger, who took a slow beat, drew two semicircles on his palms, opened Reinhart's fist, then took a step, went straight into the palace, and hit the adjudicator's chest with one shoulder.

Reinhardt's eyes narrowed slightly, the sun was like a knife, the foot of the mecha fell back, and then his legs scored.

"Fuck your sister!" The swearing fighter hit the air on his shoulder, and then turned 270 degrees. While avoiding the serial leg, he swung his fist round and hit the adjudicator's left ear.

Reinhardt leaned back and somersaulted back to avoid the Ranger's fist.

When the fist passes the adjudicator's head by a millimetre. Because it was too close and fast, the air between the fist and the external armor turned into a red light in the friction.

Reinhart turned over and landed. The mecha took several wrong steps at the foot. He had reached the left side of the Ranger. His fists went out together. He hit the extreme double peaks through his ears and went straight to the Ranger's head.

He vowed to blow up this dirty bastard!

This time, the Ranger couldn't avoid Reinhart's lightning fast blow. The mecha's head was smashed in an instant.

It seemed that he knew that he had no luck. The fierce military fighter finally tried his best to hold the shell in Reinhart's chest and the missile launcher in his waist, and suddenly opened it all!

"Fuck your sister!"

This is the last word that the fierce fighter Sergeant left in the world.

Immediately, the Ranger turned into a towering flame after a white light. The flames spread and turned all around into a sea of fire, and the rolling smoke rose into the sky with the rolling fire.

Reinhardt, almost embarrassed, rolled out of the fire.

On the body of the mecha, several pieces of broken external armor hung like rags, with scars on the chest, arms and thighs.

Looking at the burning fire, looking behind the fire, another Ranger jumped out of the position. He suddenly found that the position just ten meters away was so far away.

When the battle of sunset mountain turned white hot, the Chinese armored forces led by Duan Tiandao on the East Bank of Tulun River were also advancing rapidly in the northeast.

Seen from the air, this armored force is divided into four routes, three of which are like three long dragons stretching for more than ten kilometers, moving hand in hand between the winding valleys and rolling mountains. On the other way, turn around and go east, bypass the valley 40 kilometers away, and detour to the northwest along a stream.

At the same time, on the side of the Sherlock mountains extending to the confluence of the Tulun River and the Xiushui River, the four armored divisions of the 21st group army of Susi are also approaching the 49th peak.

Rugged mountain roads and towering mountains make these flying mecha look like groups of migrating elk.

They flow in valleys, run on ridges, jump among rocks, and step on splashes in streams. The distance between the belligerents is shrinking rapidly!

Up to now, the situation has become clearer. Both sides understand each other's intentions, and what they can do is to rush forward against the clock, trying to seize strategic positions and take the initiative in the campaign before the enemy arrives.

Although there was no artillery fire, no smoke of gunpowder, and no fierce struggle.

However, this silent confrontation, like two swordsmen swimming at high speed in silence and seizing the favorable situation in order to launch a fatal attack, is more thrilling than the frontal duel with rumbling artillery fire.