It seems that your Guoke Mobile Company is really not popular, and the mecha will give P to the soldiers to use, but you see that the attitude of the army is obviously only willing to accept that Zihai, and I don't know what you are fighting for?"

In the room on the second floor on the side of the viewing hall of the Old Moon Base, the official of the Charter Bureau rubbed his lower abdomen, which was still aching, looked at Bai Magnolia who bowed his head and was silent, and said with a sneer. He didn't know that those soldiers were so fanatical about supporting the Purple Sea Mecha of the Federal Academy of Sciences because of the relationship between the Li family in Philadelphia.

The soldiers in the base arrested Magnolia according to the requirements of the Charter Bureau, but in fact, he has been imprisoned inside the base.

When it comes to the federal mecha test, no matter how far the Charter Bureau is outside the political structure of the Federation, it is impossible to do anything to Magnolia right away. What's more, there are still a lot of things hidden behind this matter, since that official has completed the request of some forces and left the pilot originally arranged by Guoke, he naturally doesn't want to do more.

Magnolia slowly raised her head, quietly looked through the glass door of the room, and looked at the thrilling mecha battle on the light screen, and was silent for a long time. He thought in his heart that if he was controlling Xiao Baihua at this time, he might be able to do it better than Xu Le at first, but at this time, under the violent attack of Zihai, he must not be willing to persist so embarrassingly.

“８！９！......”

The counting sound of the soldiers outside came into Magnolia's ears, and he also began to count down softly: "103, 102......"

"What are you talking about?" the Charter Bureau official gave him a cold look.

Magnolia turned around and said softly: "I'm counting, how long will it take for that Zihai of the Academy of Sciences to explode." ”

After a pause, he continued to whisper: "Now it seems that I really have to thank you for locking me up, otherwise how could that guy be so angry that he went into battle in person?"

The Choral Bureau official's face was slightly gloomy, and he stopped talking, turning his head to look at the battle he was also interested in on the light screen, thinking to himself that this delicate man was only afraid that he was already mad with anger, otherwise how could he say such a sentence.

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Some people take part in the Federal Extreme Run. To the end of the leg. The body collapsed. But he still has to stubbornly shake off the hands of medical staff. Limp and limp towards the finish line. Ignore whether there are any spectators around.

Xu Le respects these athletic men. But it doesn't do that. He doesn't cause trouble. Don't be afraid. I don't want to be noticeable either. But if it's when he's running on the track. but the people of the land will stumble. Use intrigue and intrigue. Then he'll keep running. until they overtake each other. Get the championship. And then come back coldly. Look at those people. Ask why. Tell me a little bit about it. Fight for two or three breaths.

This guy. In the Donglin Region, he was not afraid to be put on the head with a cold barrel. It's just anger, and it's an iron fist. I never flinched. Instead, he bravely escaped - and did not leave timidly. Instead, he went to find Feng Yu.

This guy. Looking at the black mecha in the underground parking lot, I was not afraid. Instead, he kicked him hard, and was bullied by a big man. No concessions. Instead, they stood up bravely -- and didn't take the data for anything. Instead, he stood in silence. Wait for a reason and fairness.

At this time, the little white flower mecha was embarrassed, miserable, and could explode at any time, but he refused to admit defeat, perhaps he himself didn't understand this stubborn heart, which seemed to be forgotten in the life of a young miner, when it returned to his body.

He didn't think of Uncle Feng Yu, didn't think of the innocent dead waitresses in the Linhai Prefecture Gymnasium, didn't think of Zhang Xiaomeng who died of a political conspiracy, didn't think of Shi Qinghai who was betrayed and disappeared, didn't think of Professor Shen under the Xinghe Cemetery, didn't think of the experimental data that condensed the old professor's hard work, didn't think of the officer surnamed Pu in Hushan Road, didn't think of the severed limbs and mutilations at the concert in the four states around the mountain, didn't think of the independent directors on a rainy night, and didn't think of Magnolia who was arrested by the Charter Bureau two days ago.

Because these don't need to be remembered, all of them are buried deep in his mind, from Donglin to S1, the injustice, darkness, and conspiracy that the society of the Federation has always shown in front of him.

Xu Le often thinks of the letter that Shi Qinghai left to himself before leaving, in the face of social injustice, some people want to become the one who inflicts injustice, some people bear it silently, and some people want to change something. Incompetent people will shout on the Internet, will use silence to express their anger, and what should capable people do?

M, politics, the general election, Xu Le has unconsciously become a capable person, he can change some things, so he told himself that he must persevere.

Every time Xiao Baihua suffers a heavy blow, it is like a sledgehammer hitting the top of a stubborn stone, this stone is persevering, but I don't know if the stone is broken in the end, or the hammer is broken, or those people in the federation who hold the hammer will be afraid and tired.

Xu Le looked at the crazy Zihai mecha figure in the field of vision with red eyes, but he carried out his operation very calmly, the little white flower mecha couldn't support it for long, but his control was getting more and more proficient, and he felt more and more powerful, and the ten postures that Uncle Feng Yu taught him back then were perfectly displayed by him with the little white flower mecha.

When the eyes are red, it is naturally not because of emotion or sadness, but because there is fire, a great fire. Xu Le stared at the terrifying Purple Sea Mecha, thinking about the proud and arrogant person in the Mecha.

Lin Yuan met for the first time, you want to beat me and kill me, goodbye to the hospital, you said you want to kill me again, see you again and again at the peak of the old moon today, you still have to kill me. You are the only grandson of the Federation God of War, you are a rare genius pilot, and you have become a legend when you enlisted in the army at the age of twelve, so you must proudly say that you will kill me one day?

I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I killed someone when I was ten years old, I want to beat you up today, and then let you call me uncle.

“９８、９７...... ６３、６１...... ３８、３７......”

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Xu Le and Shang Qiu had calculated many times that the electronic jet designed by the Zihai mecha with that biased function model could only last for three minutes because the twin-engine mecha in the overclocking state needed to adjust its posture. In the past, three minutes was a short time in his mind, but today he realized that those 180 seconds were as long as space voyages.

There are still thirty-seven seconds to go, but the little white flower mecha is already there

On the edge of the most danger, Xu Le silently manipulated the mecha to make an attack T, knowing that even if he was not convinced, he would be defeated today.

However, at this time, the Zihai Mecha, which had always been crazy like a drunken tiger, had a compelling momentum, and had an absolute advantage, a standard left-handed side attack action, but suddenly it seemed a little uncoordinated.

In the next moment, the armor behind the beautiful waist of the Zihai Mecha shook.

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On the huge light screen in the ground command hall, the technical parameters belonging to the No. 1 mecha are so perfect that they are still very stable in the state of overclocking. Correspondingly, on the other side, the technical parameters of the No. 2 mecha are already a little miserable, and no one knows why the pilot of the fruit shell can still start a mecha that is about to be scrapped.

However, at this moment, the indicator beam of light, which represents the most important power output indicator of Mecha No. 1, suddenly stopped wandering within the normal range of up and down, and stood still at a level.

Then the power output beam fell sharply and rushed towards zero. The red pillar of light suddenly descended, and it looked like it was blood loss, which was shocking!

No one in the entire command hall could react, including the engineers in Guoke, who just stared blankly at the light screen, thinking they were dazzled.

However, Shang Qiu, who had been nervous for a long time, reacted faster than anyone else, raised her right hand high, clenched it into a fist, grabbed a pen in her fist, and shouted excitedly: "Fuck!"

The swear words of this genius female engineer woke up many people in the command hall, as if someone was commanding, and the engineers, experts and professors of the three sides let out an exclamation at the same time, and when they were all in one place, they were like huge waves, filling the entire command hall.

Lin Yuanhu, who had been chatting softly with Mr. National Security Adviser in the stands, in order to show his confidence to the people in the Federation, he had not watched the boring and one-sided battle on the light screen for dozens of seconds. He did have absolute confidence in Zihai and Crazy Li, especially after overclocking, so he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard this exclamation.

Dean Lin Yuanhu turned his head and saw that the power indicator on the light screen had dropped to zero, and stood up suddenly, his old lips became extremely pale, his body shook twice, and he covered his left chest, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

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The soldiers in the old moon base had already counted to more than seventy, and they thought that the purple sea mecha had already won the battle, and the next moment maybe the white mecha in the shell would explode.

Magnolia had already stood up and stood behind the door, looking at the light screen with a slight anxiety, he had counted to only thirty-seven seconds, but he no longer seemed to see the possibility behind him.

At this moment, the sound of the old moon base counting suddenly stopped. Everyone looked at the light screen suspiciously, not understanding why the Purple Sea Mecha's originally sharp left-handed attack action became a little sluggish, and it was really too slow.

"It's probably a delay. Some people think so in their hearts.

"Maybe you want the pilot with the husk to play again?" Some people imagined Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng's actions.

The facts that happened next turned the speculation of all the officers of the Old Moon Base into a joke.

The purple sea mecha on the platform at the top of Kaqi Mountain, a slow left-handed step attack action has not yet been completed, but the white mecha that has been struggling has moved violently, which naturally cannot be a delay in the picture.

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At the moment of disobedience and struggle, every abnormality in the movement of the Zihai mecha in the helmet will be like a stimulating signal that enters Xu Le's brain through his eyes. It's just that for so long before, the Purple Sea Mecha controlled by Madman Li was crazy with indifference, and there were no loopholes to catch, but at this time, there was a problem with the beautiful left-handed forward attack of the Purple Mecha.

For Xu Le, who had been waiting for more than a hundred seconds, this kind of abnormal movement undoubtedly represented his best chance, although he didn't understand why the time when the Zihai mecha had a problem was thirty-seven seconds faster than he had calculated, but he knew that he had to seize this opportunity.

In fact, Xu Le does not need to exert any mental pressure on himself to make the last violent blow, because just like a spring that has been suppressed for a long time, if it does not lose its elasticity due to metal fatigue adhesion, then once it gets the opportunity, it will definitely rebound strongly. It's like people who are drowning, once they grab something around them, they will never let go.

In the process of being hit in this series of cruel blows, Xu Le has gradually realized that the method of using the simulation system to teach him the ten postures taught by his uncle and using the mecha is only that the little white flower mecha is seriously damaged, and the pressure brought to him by the madman Li is too great, and the offensive is too fierce, so he has no chance to practice.

At this time, the Purple Sea Mecha suddenly had a change, and the weight of Kaqi's peak was loosened, and the small white flower mecha, which was originally crumbling, suddenly exerted its absolute speed and turned into a flowing shadow, avoiding the three-edged alloy thorn on the right mechanical arm of the Zihai Mecha.

The white mecha's thick mechanical legs seemed to be trembling, but they were actually moving quickly against the ground, twisting their bodies suddenly, and becoming standing face to face with Zihai, and the serrated knife at the front of the mechanical arm slashed at the neck of Zihai Mecha, ** a spark.

Immediately afterwards, the little white flower mecha swaggered up, straight to the middle abdomen of the purple sea, the mechanical leg raised a slight angle, and fiercely pressed against the abdomen of the purple sea mecha, and at the same time, the left mechanical arm circled the head of the purple sea, and the broken little white flower lowered the bow force and slammed into the assembly armor next to the purple sea control cabin!

Sparks flew, smoke and dust froze, white light was dazzling, the mecha was deformed and twisted, foggy, and there was a bloody liquid leaking.

The Little White Flower Mecha and the Purple Sea Mecha still maintain this posture.

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In today's battle, the purple sea controlled by Madman Li was brutal to the extreme, but the little white flower controlled by Xu Le was extremely disadvantaged, and brought its performance to the extreme, the scene seemed miserable, but it successfully avoided most of the deadly attacks, so the little white flower was able to hold on to the last moment.

However, at this time, Xiao Baihua's sudden burst of three consecutive blows really hit the key point of Zihai, whether it was the joint part of the mecha's head or the assembly armor next to the cockpit, where could he still stand after suffering such a big blow?

The summit of the old moon Kaqi, the base, the ground command hall, all the worlds were quiet at the same time.