Super Black Technology

"Oh!" "Oh!"

Two terrifying combat machines started at the same time, the ground was shaking, and huge craters were spawned instantly.

In the horrified eyes of the personnel, and in the stunned eyes of the global audience, the two mechs jumped up and rushed towards the opponent.

The speed is faster than the speed of sound.

"boom--"

One punch and one palm slammed into each other instantly, making a huge noise.

Earthshaking!

At this moment, a terrifying shock wave was generated violently from where it collided, and then furiously rushed in all directions.

Like the same powerful hurricane, sweeping the grasslands!

On the grassland, several hiding hares were shattered on the spot, blood was splashing, and the sky was broken ...

It's terrible, the melon melon is terrible!

Many timid female spectators were even scared to close their eyes in the stadiums of various countries.

...

North American Prairies.

Both horrible mechs stepped back a few steps.

The engagement just warmed up, and even their fighters did not expect that Dadonggua was so powerful.

At this moment, the two large winter melons stood motionless, both sides staring at each other.

One second, five seconds, ten seconds ...

suddenly!

The mech controlled by the Thai master moved, it shook hands for a moment, and then violently bombarded the enemy.

Muay Thai Boxing Straight!

Endless force emerged from behind the mech, pushing the mech towards the enemy at 5 times the speed of sound.

The speed is fast, the distance of 100 meters arrives in an instant.

"Uh-"

Straight in the air, making a huge sonic boom.

The opponent dodged, and then with the same force, quickly countered a hand knife.

However, in the mind-conscious mode, this rapid counterattack is as slow as a snail.

The Thai master controlled the mech and immediately raised his right arm, blocking the hand knife.

"boom--"

The shock wave of terror was generated again, like a hurricane, setting off endless grass cuttings, dirt ...

In this sky-dust soil, two dreaded mechs began to fight in close quarters.

"嘭!" "嘭!" "嘭!" ...

The horrible impact was horrifying. In just half a minute, the ground had been destroyed, and there were potholes everywhere.

Above the sky, exclaimed from live helicopters of media from various countries:

"They're too destructive. Grassy dirt has blocked our live broadcast!"

In the stadiums of various countries, many spectators have stood up involuntarily. Everyone stretched their necks and wanted to see the two mechs from the sky-dust.

However, I can't see clearly!

At this time, the big screen picture was extremely blurred. The battle between the two large winter melons was always raising dirt, grass debris, and sometimes even huge stones soared into the sky, passing by helicopters in the sky ...

Reporters who fought in the sky for live broadcasts were frightened. For fear of being careless, a boulder came and destroyed their helicopter ...

2 minutes ... 2 minutes and a half ... 3 minutes!

"Time is up! Armistice!" Ike shouted.

With this command, the emotionless electronic sound inside the melon mech immediately sounded:

"The battle is over! Combatants leave!"

The sound fell, and the consciousness of the two combatants instantly broke away from the mech and returned to the body in an endless short time.

The next moment, the Japanese and Thai combatants opened their eyes, then took off their helmets and stood up.

"draw!"

With this result, the two fighters were not surprised. They bowed to Ike first, then to their opponents, and finally to the audience ...

The audience was dumbfounded.

what's the situation? Is this over? Still tied? Although a round is indeed a three-minute time limit in terms of fighting games, aren't there six or seven rounds?

At this moment, military observers from various countries also feel extra regret. An American official shouted:

"Little prodigy, can you increase the battle time?"

After hearing that, Ike didn't answer, but looked at Obama beside him.

What happened to Obama? Look at me

Feeling the doubt in Obama's heart, Ike sighed and said, "Mr. President, I'm afraid the North American prairie will be damaged!"

As soon as this word came out, Obama cold sweated.

At this moment, he seems to foresee what tomorrow will look like:

Numerous animal husbandry owners led employees to the streets, protesting that they had destroyed their savannah.

Damn, won't the approval rate of Lao Tzu drop sharply?

No, no, this is absolutely not possible!

To this end, Obama nodded and said, "Yes! We cannot increase the fighting time! We cannot make our prairie into a desert because of a mech combat."

The sound fell, and many American audiences nodded.

At this time, the U.S. military personnel spoke again and shouted: "Then change the playing field, to the" Sonoran Desert "at the U.S.-Mexico border, where you can fight!"

When this suggestion came out, many audiences applauded.

Obama looked at Ike and seemed to be asking for his opinion.

After all, the prairie was proposed by the little ones. Although he didn't think about it, he still had to ask, lest the little guy get angry again.

"Ike, why not switch to the desert and play again?"

After hearing that, Ike thought for a moment and nodded.

suddenly!

In the audience seat, many capitalists roared: "Can't change! Mr. President, can't change!"

The roar is strong and the roar is neat. It seems that these capitalists feel that if they change places, they will kill them.

Hearing these roars, the audience looked at the source of the sound.

what's the situation? Changing venues will not die. What excitement do you capitalists have?

At this point, Obama and Ike also looked over.

The roar seems to be:

President of News Corporation, director of Reuters, major shareholders of the Associated Press, representative of China Central Television, predator of French news agency, all senior executives of Kyodo News Agency ...

What the **** is going on? What are these media chiefs excited about?

"Mr Mercator, you say!"

Obama directly clicked on the name of the national media predator.

Quiet moments now.

News Corp. Merck immediately stood up: "Mr. President, you can't change the venue! Our global media has prepared for several days in the North American prairie and provided hundreds of helicopters to broadcast live for everyone today."

"Once we change the venue, how can we broadcast live? Even if we transfer the helicopter now, it is too late. From the 'Northern Savannah' to the 'Sonoran Desert', the helicopter will fly at least 12 hours."

Yin Luo, the heads of media in various countries nodded.

Nima, I spent so much money, so much manpower and material resources, so that you can see mech fighting.

Now you have to change venues, what's the joke? Once we change venues, where do we go?

Without live mech combat, where do we make money? If you do n’t make money, is n’t that going to kill us?

Egg!

...

At this moment, after listening to Merck's explanation, Ike was stunned, Obama was stunned, and the audience worldwide was stunned.

After a short while, a loud roar sounded:

"Mr. President, you can't change it! We're going to watch mecha fighting, we're going to watch today!"

"Little prodigy ~ www.readwn.com ~ Don't change it! We waited a long time to wait until today!"

"Mr President……"

"Little prodigy ..."

Ike was speechless, completely speechless.

In the begging voice of the audience, Ike and Obama nodded in depression at the same time.

"Okay, keep playing!"

"Yay!"

All the audience immediately called out, and the audience from all over the world applauded congratulating.

At this moment, however, everyone is happy too soon.

No one can imagine what horrible changes will happen in the next games.

It was an earth-shattering match that almost wiped out the entire American continent, ending the world of adulthood ... (To be continued.)