Silicon Invasion

“This…”

Equally speechless were the many spectators.

“What kind of mech is that? I've never seen it before?”

For those who occasionally paid attention to mech-related news, they didn't know the name of the mech that didn't appear often, but its large and heavy build, full of oppressive force, made people tremble.

“King's Guardian, a super-heavy mech, if played well, it can be called the nemesis of long-range fire mechs.” Sun Gang muttered, seemingly unconsciously.

“Nemesis? Then how can there be so many long-range fire mechs?”

Among the spectators, some were just watching the mechs for fun, knowing nothing about their models or data.

“Because most people can't play it well.”

The fatty couldn't stand it anymore and said in a low voice, his tone carrying ridicule and a sense of superiority.

“Can that arrogant uncle play it well? He's not here to be funny, is he? I just bet my allowance for the week after next.” A spectator asked quietly, seemingly sensing the tone in the fatty's voice.

“He definitely knows how to play, adults care more about face.”

“That's right, with that arrogant look, it's impossible for him to be here to be funny.”

The few who had re-bet were a little nervous and encouraged each other.

“Don't worry, the King's Guardian's moves just now show that the arrogant uncle is definitely a master.”

Sun Gang was very calm, comforting the panicked spectators, but in reality, he wasn't entirely sure either, it was half guessing and half gambling.

However, Luo Rui, as the direct opponent, felt it even more deeply. From Cui Qiang's first response, Luo Rui knew he had encountered a difficult opponent.

The King's Guardian stood with its back against the outer wall of the arena, its large shield held in front, easily blocking two rocket missiles. Then, the rocket launcher mounted on its shoulder opened, revealing the tracking missiles inside.

Cui Qiang didn't choose to mount recoilless rifles or similar weapons, because the flexibility and the giant shield made it very difficult to find a shooting angle for such directional weapons. In addition, the Bluebird's agility was very high, making it even more difficult to achieve anything.

So, he simply chose tracking-type small missiles. They were not affected by the shooting angle and could be launched directly upwards, then automatically fly towards the target under the guidance of the fire control radar.

Given the size of the King's Guardian, and the fact that it didn't have high mobility requirements, it could mount a larger missile launch platform.

The Q-II Pluto launch platform could carry 1 Skywalker tracking missile, with a total mass of nearly two tons. The Bluebird, a light mech, couldn't carry such a thing at all, while the King's Guardian could carry two, easily.

This was quite terrifying. Two Plutos, even without spare ammunition, had a full 38 tracking missiles, while the Bluebird's ready-to-launch flares obviously didn't have that many. Even with a one-to-one consumption, there would still be at least ten tracking missiles that could effectively strike the Bluebird during its flare reloading period.

“This is completely a small mobile fortress, what's the point of fighting!”

The spectators who had just had a quick science lesson burst out with curses.

“No wonder it restrains long-range fire mechs, other than being beaten up and not being handsome, there are no flaws.”

“I think it's very handsome!”

“Steady, steady, it's steady now.”

“Haha, good, kill that kid Luo Rui.”

Sun Gang, ever since coming out of the changing room, had had a bitter face. After hearing the spectators' discussions, a trace of a smile appeared.

Reciprocity!

Two tracking missiles, with flames and smoke trailing from their tails, were launched into the air at a large angle, followed by a dashing right-angle turn, swaying left and right as they flew towards the mech controlled by Luo Rui.

The Skywalker missile, a full circle larger than the 70mm tracking missile, had a more advanced guidance system and a more flamboyant trajectory, making it even more difficult for the target to avoid its attack.

“Targeting, he's opening the door to targeting, it's targeting to the extreme!”

This was the importance of intelligence. Luo Rui knew nothing about Cui Qiang, but Cui Qiang had a lot of information about Luo Rui. Even if the two were about the same level, intelligence could give Cui Qiang a great advantage.

“Motherf**ker!”

Luo Rui was quite annoyed by being targeted like this. If he lost like this, he would definitely feel very aggrieved, and according to Cui Qiang's personality just analyzed, he didn't know what harsh words he would say to打击him at that time.

No, absolutely not!

Luo Rui's brain was working at full speed. His only advantage at the moment was that the opponent had no other threatening long-range means besides tracking missiles, and the mobility was too poor, so he didn't have to move frequently and could focus most of his energy on defending against these tracking missiles.

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The Bluebird put the sniper grenade launcher on the hook, raised both arms, and the 30mm machine cannon, due to the rate of fire, was actually not as useful as the 12.7mm machine gun for hitting missiles, but the more powerful machine cannon, as long as it hit one, had a high probability of destroying or detonating the missile in advance.

“Dong dong dong!”

A muffled sound rang out, and the huge shell was ejected from the hidden gap to the outside of the arm, falling to the ground with a clanging sound, emitting a crisp sound while steaming.

Flares were very precious at this time, and Luo Rui had to try other methods to reduce the number of tracking missiles from the opponent, otherwise, in a narrow arena without obstacles, it was almost a fool's dream to avoid tracking missiles by relying on mobility.

Uncle Niu outside the arena was a little worried. The moment the King's Guardian appeared, he knew what Cui Qiang was thinking.

Yue Xiao had gained attention from that previous battle video. His brilliant performance was using a machine gun to destroy six missiles attacking him in a short period of time.

Cui Qiang's current appearance obviously wanted to replicate the scene at that time, to see if Yue Xiao was lucky at the time, or if he really had that kind of strength.

If Yue Xiao really possessed that kind of normal level, let alone 38 tracking missiles, even if it was doubled, he could easily handle the King's Guardian who lacked other attack methods.

Luo Rui also thought of this at this time, but unfortunately, that was indeed not his normal level.

Anxious!

Very anxious!

Luo Rui also knew that as long as he entered the Focused state, this very targeted battle would come to an end.

Therefore, relying on the still unfamiliar skill activation method, Luo Rui uglified and distorted Cui Qiang's face just now several times, trying to make himself angry.

Unfortunately, perhaps because it was too deliberate, he was now like an enlightened monk, looking at the things he had imagined.

Not only was there no anger, but he even wanted to laugh…

But the Skywalker missile would not stop and wait slowly for Luo Rui to activate his skills, drawing an irregular trajectory, dragging a smoke trail, making it increasingly difficult to aim at it.