This kind of unbridled slaughter, effortless sideways pushing, is really addictive.

Feng Lin Wan was almost addicted.

However, the energy bar where the mecha fell below the danger line, and the damage rate of more than fifty percent, reminded Feng Lin that he should retreat.

Even none of the so-called top pilots in the golden age of mecha can control mechs with a damage rate of more than 60% below the energy danger line, and continue to fight with one enemy and many enemies.

After all, mecha belongs to scientific and technological creations.

It must follow many scientific fundamentals.

Of course, what kind of rune mecha, magic weapon mecha, soul mecha... All of them are creations that are a mixture of occultism and science, and some have even been artificially given simple lives. Strictly speaking, that's already a different technology.

As for why exoskeletons can activate higher and stronger energy reserves, while mechs run out of energy so easily.

This is, of course, due to the stagnation of mecha technology.

The energy application of the entire Galaxy era is indeed constantly upgrading.

However, all the related parts and technical manufacturing of mecha are still in the past.

If it is given too strong and too violent kinetic energy, then once it is created, the powerful kinetic energy will only blow the entire mecha apart, instead of providing more powerful and lasting power.

When scientific progress reaches a certain level, it is difficult to be one-sided and single-minded.

That must be the upgrading of an entire industrial chain.

Retreating to the rear, Feng Linwan jumped out of the cockpit of the mecha.

Looking at the Black King again, he finally understood the definition of 'true red' in the prefix.

The surface coating, which had become hot and hot due to high-speed maneuvering, was emitting a red halo, too much blood stained the fuselage, and under the evaporation of the hot mecha surface, it was like a blood-colored mist.

"Very handsome, isn't it?" The battalion commander, who came back later than Feng Linwan, also jumped out of the mecha and stood beside Feng Linwan and asked with a cigarette.

This old cigarette with a sponge filter has not been obsolete until now.

There is even a certain amount of nicotine retained in it.

Although nicotine is harmful, cigarettes without nicotine are soulless.

"Yes, it's a pity!" Feng Linwan sighed.

Although the mecha kills the enemy and mows the grass, it is indeed extremely domineering.

However, compared to the exoskeleton that is more numerous, faster and more effective in killing, flexible and durable, the mecha actually does not show any absolute advantage.

And compared to those long-range high-energy artillery, it is even more dwarfed.

"Handsome to handsome, but I heard you're working on mechas. The battalion commander handed over a cigarette.

Feng Lin took it, reached out and rubbed his fingers, lit them with the fire from his fingertips, and then skillfully held them at the corners of his mouth.

"Listen to my advice, don't make an effort, and don't be self-righteous. Many people have thought about reviving it because it is handsome, hot-blooded, and has had unimaginable brilliance. But... A person's revival is like a person's martial arts, lonely, lonely, no opponents, no enemies, no grievances, sooner or later, you will find that you don't know what you are still insisting on. The battalion commander said in a deep tone.

Banbo also jumped out of the cabin at this time and said: "That's right! We are still waiting for the mecha battalion to be banned, and we will be merged into the fighter battalion or the anti-aircraft artillery battalion together." Boy··· I see you pleasing to the eye, but you can't be self-righteous and ruin our hopes. ”

Ban Er's words seem to have aroused the emotions of many people.

On the one hand, they commanded the cleaning robots in the base, carefully cleaned and repaired the mecha they were driving, and removed the bone slag in every corner of the iron sheet, and warned Feng Lin Wan not to meddle in his affairs, otherwise he would not be finished with him.

Feng Linwan nodded and said, "Don't worry, everyone! I don't have this plan, I'm just curious." And I think the mecha mode is very interesting, and I will use this as a template to make a magic weapon in the future. ”

After Feng Linwan finished speaking, everyone laughed with relief.

Some people say that Feng Linwan's idea is good, but it is not creative, and it has long been a stalk that has been used up.

Some people also suggested that Feng Lin Wan could consider incorporating some of the characteristics of the Cybertrons into it, and even apply to the military to call the fire source energy that had already been purified.

A group of people frolicked with each other, using all kinds of filthy jokes and teasing each other, releasing the psychological pressure brought about by the previous war and killing.

Regardless of whether the opponent is killed is of an alien race or not.

It was always a massacre.

Even in a short period of time, killing so many pigs will inevitably feel a little strange in my heart. What's more, although those demons have strange shapes and are by no means good, they are indeed and truly intelligent beings.

Drip··· Drip.

The symbol of the eyeball flashes.

With the army driven directly into the world of hell.

Naturally, the signals of the Galactic Age were also erected.

The only result of the entire hell world is that it will be completely shattered, and then it will be devoured, digested, and completely fused by the great universe to which the Galaxy Federation belongs.

What kind of world the Great Universe devours and digests is determined by the high-level leaders of the Galaxy Federation after years of estimation and measurement.

It's not a random search for the world to devour, and it's not picky at all.

Every time a corresponding list is given, the military department will unleash a war machine that will propel the entire universe and expand outward.

This is also the origin of the development zone.

It is also the reason why adventurers and bloody men like the development area the most.

Compared with the dull and old-fashioned conservative area, the development area undoubtedly has more possibilities.

Clicking on his eyes, a big bald head wearing a white robe appeared in front of Feng Linwan's eyes.

The other party didn't seem to be very good at using this kind of technological creation, so he looked for a while before pointing at the camera, trying to show a smile like a monk.

The Buddha recently discovered that the Western Elysium was too monotonous, and felt the need to expand the enrollment to a certain extent. May I ask you, donor, are you interested in learning more about our Pure Land Sect?" the great monk asked Feng Lin Wan with a smile.

"I don't like it when someone pretends to beep more than me. Feng Lin put aside the next sentence and turned off the communication.

Soon his eyes beat wildly again, and when he clicked on it again, it was a great monk with a majestic face, like King Kong's angry eyes, with a golden light and a pestle in his hand: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." Donor, the poor monk here has a volume of the Demon Sutra, which can cross the soul and evil spirits, eliminate the evil causes, the donor has created a great slaughter, and also set up a boundless creation, there should be such scriptures to protect the way. ”

Before the words fell, Feng Linwan turned off the communication again.

These two guys are also insincere.

The first one is obviously thinking of the white 'prostitute', directly empty-handing the white wolf, crossing Feng Lin into the sect, and then instructing him to be a cow and a horse.

The second one is also insincere, and plans to use it neatly, leaving some leftovers for Feng Lin to eat, and take all the big heads.

"Heh, I don't want to bleed, but I still want to take advantage, is there such a good thing?" Feng Lin sneered.