I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Remote programs, intelligent control, and the most core energy conversion technology are the places where pacifists burn the most.

Compared with the former, the light prismatic tank is at best a simplified laser launching technology placed on the turret, and then towed by an armored tracked vehicle.

Lieutenant General Salazar stared at the battle below and slowly issued an order: "Drake, meet your'old friend\'. Tan Ya, enable the old exoskeleton thruster, I need your air support."

After a pause, Salazar was filled with helpless accents and complained to the remaining companion who was still in the mecha playing video games: "You cooperate with me to stop the drought head-on."

484. [Mask Sweetheart] who doesn’t want to be an actor is not Mr. Sa (Part 1)

"Immediately, I'll come when I finish playing this level..." The female member who was still rubbing the gamepad desperately gritted her teeth.

She was combing a typical punk side braided hair, and her rather dark and lush long hair was skimmed to the right side of her head, and the left side was shaved into a clean and refreshing bun.

If you change to an ordinary girl, if you take care of it in this way, you can't escape the evaluation and criticism such as non-mainstream and killing Matt.

It can be put on this woman who is more handsome than beautiful, and it is even more aggressive in highlighting her distinctive temperament.

As the saying goes, when a woman becomes handsome, there is nothing wrong with a man.

Of course, if the man screams... this is something for now.

Imagine that when you accidentally witness a passerby woman with green hair while you are walking, you will more or less have an "alternative" look and feel, and quickly return inexplicable sympathy to your imaginary male lover.

But if the same hair color style is placed on Polaris, everyone thinks it should be so, and they all call "Miss Sister Raise Me".

In this world of looking at the face, the value of the face determines the hairstyle.

At present, the most common concept of mechanical prosthesis implantation and transformation among the Templar Warden troops is perfectly reflected in his body.

On her pale and slightly thin cheeks, there were two clear metal alterations below her eyes, extending to her left scalp and temples where she deliberately shaved.

A semi-arc-shaped sensor was implanted along the head at the back of her head.

In the oval-shaped operating cabin, there is a slightly narrow gap between the console and the joystick.

But she placed two bags of potato chips, and a large can of cold drinks was placed in the middle of the joystick held by her arms.

She frantically pressed the button, and she was busy directing the characters on the handheld screen, and for a time poked her finger out of the afterimage.

This man stared at the screen closely, still not forgetting to grab a straw at the corner of his mouth, trying to **** into the cold drink can.

However, the momentum of swearing to stop did not take this pass. Within 3 seconds, a palm turned into a black mist extended from the exhaust pipe of the mecha, and the game that was about to be cleared was paused. , And then took the handheld from the hapless child.

"Not to mention that your image of Gao Lengyu is completely ruined. If you miss the opportunity, be careful and I zero your save!" As the captain, Lieutenant General Salazar raised up the game controller in front of this guy like a demonstration. Shaking, can't help threatening.

This time, she completely hit her dead spot.

The other members of the Overwatch team couldn’t help but stare. If [Tan Ya] is a perfect soldier style, then this member of the codename [D.va] will dominate the Templar Warden troops. The master of sth learns decently.

Already a complete salted fish transforming person. . . perhaps.

"Okay, okay, you have to work if you take the money." The ace pilot manipulating the mech helplessly spread his hands, signalling to correct his evil and return to the right.

However, Tan Ya, the youngest in the team, did not let go of the paddling guy: "Since you wear a military uniform, you have to contribute to the navy. The headquarter has no spare money to raise incompetent soldiers..."

This kind of ruthless but too truthful words came out of the mouth of the young girl, but it was impossible to refute.

While talking, Tan Ya had already put on the old flying device, and leaped straight to the sky: "The work within the salary must be completed."

Salazar, the oldest in the team, hesitated to speak, showing a rather **** expression on his face hidden behind the mask.

The attitude of these guys towards the task...who do they look like?

Without thinking about it, the mecha standing in place was the first to push the propeller to the maximum gear, and slammed into the mammoth that was wreaking havoc in the center of the military formation.

This is a powerful mecha suitable for close combat. Although the explosive power of the main arm equipped with a hydraulic system is inferior, it is better than the continuous and stable afterburner after the enemy is clamped.

The two jibs are specially equipped for close-range rotating machine guns for close combat, which can ensure that the enemy can be accurately hit and killed on the spot at an unavoidable distance.

Realizing that there are new participants joining the battlefield, Jack is not surprised and rejoiced.

Rather than being confined here by those dead objects, he is more inclined to find those behind the pacifists who manipulate the pacifists to settle the accounts.

All the powerful machine guns bombarded the fur of the giant elephant, enough to directly smash people into pieces.

But it looked so weak in front of the fluffy barrier that was blessed with armed color and domineering.

Although the first round of trials was unsatisfactory, the mecha's ace manipulator was full of fighting spirit: "Oh, isn't it the three plagues? It's quite capable. I seldom see our step-tank coordination under the absolute firepower advantage. It was also cut head-on."

The proboscis of the giant elephant was raised high, and then slammed down at the mecha. The terrifying force of breaking the car and breaking the wall spread out along with the stretch of its muscles.

Although the entire mecha was squeaked by the huge force from top to bottom, the code name [D.va] still manipulated the mecha to grasp the elephant's trunk that was swept in the face.

The cockpit shook violently, but the driver with amazing hand speed methodically completed the micro-manipulation of several buttons and push rods in an instant.

The extra load-bearing device on the mecha's feet quickly popped out from both sides to provide sufficient support for it. The mechanical main arm is trying to pull the trunk of the elephant with maximum power to prevent it from pulling away.

Jack didn't care about this, and the short-term restriction made by the other party with maximum power was completely meaningless.

If he goes all out, he will be able to tear the opponent apart in a matter of seconds.

It is a pleasure to watch the ants struggle.

A black fog crawling on the ground successfully pushed it close to such a short distance with the help of pacifists and tanks as cover.

In the gap between the moment the two sides were in a stalemate, the mist that resembled a black python rose from the ground and penetrated into the nostrils of the elephant's trunk.

"Oh!" The enemy launched an offensive from an unexpected area, which undoubtedly made Jack start to panic. Especially when the sharp pain came straight up with his long nose, as if it was going to stir into his brain.

The colossus became completely violent, and with a slam of its unmatched strength, it smashed the mecha that had previously barely restrained itself.

His huge body rushed into the army like a chariot that was out of control, pushing away the tanks and pacifists who stood in front of him.

Following his earth-shattering sneeze, a large amount of blood was ejected from his nasal cavity along with a cloud of black mist.

"Cut it, it's almost a bit." The remodeled **** of death slowly took off the mask that covered his face, his face was pale like a dead man or a ghost, and most of his face was severely damaged due to the reshaping of the black fog, and half of his cheeks and ear roots showed countless numbers. Fine cracks.

Before the crazy Jack struck again, the mecha that was slapped by his nose hit its hair with full force and buckled it tightly.

A thin figure with a vigorous posture of a backflip churned out from the escape port, and the red glow and warning sounded loudly inside the damaged mecha console.

"Self-destructing device!?" Jack felt bad, he might be able to handle the rain of bullets, but this kind of close-fitting gives you Anlahu Akbar...too **** too much, right? !

boom!

The mecha exploded instantly, and the violent explosion and ammunition exploded completely involving the body of the mammoth.

A lot of fire and smoke swept this area.