Mecha Contra

The squad leaders who were still alive next to them also fought hard, but the killing effect and speed were not at the same level as Tong Fang Zhishen.

Several squad leaders are also high-level mechas. However, compared with Fang Zhishen, the difference in the use of mechas is like the difference between a private car driver and a professional racing driver.

The transformation of Fang Zhishen's nerve plexus by the mysterious light group allowed him to feel the mecha as a whole. It can be said that from the beginning, Fang Zhishen's ability to use mechas was top-notch.

Sometimes Fang Zhishen even felt that his boldness and belligerence after coming to the future seemed to be inseparable from the light ball. As an otaku, he suddenly came to this future world of war, and he was not at a loss. On the contrary, it felt like I had found a home.

Especially on this battlefield, the light ball's desire for something that existed not far away synchronized with Fang Zhishen's brain, making Fang Zhishen also have the same desire to see it. This phenomenon further confirmed Fang Zhishen's idea, that is His personality, thinking and other soft aspects were also changed by the image of this light group.

At this moment, the direction in which he was fighting was exactly where the mysterious light group in his mind yearned for.

Dozens of people followed him, and the number gradually decreased as time went by. At the same time, they also saw the edge of the ant army, and they were about to break out of the encirclement.

Not far from Howling Ridge, there is the temporary command center of the Thirteenth Mecha Road Corps.

Stephen looked at the aerial video of the canyon battlefield with a serious look on his face.

"This Fang Zhishen's ability to use battle armor is too powerful. His lethality on the battlefield wearing high-end battle armor is not inferior to that of most bronze mecha warriors. It's a pity."

Sco was nearby, glanced at the video of Fang Zhishen killing everyone, and curled his lips:

"It's a pity. After all, it's just a man's bravery. When the SSS-level ant-shaped beetle appears, these people will become food in an instant."

Stephen did not look at Sco, but sighed and said in a deep voice:

"If I had known he was so good, I should have taken him under my command. Such a warrior is hard to come by. So it's a pity. Because he is so good, we must get rid of him this time, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Sco frowned and shouted: "Brother, you"

Stephen glanced sideways at Sco:

"Why don't you like to hear what I'm saying? Tell you, Sco, don't be impulsive when doing things in the future. I don't mind killing a genius, but I do mind if you offend a genius who can't die.

This time, in order to kill Fang Zhishen, you didn't even discuss it with me, and took on the task of a death squad in front of the other three regiment commanders. You wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, but you asked me to hide it. Have you ever thought that as long as your recruits If even one person comes out alive, you will be punished by death. I don’t want this kind of trouble to happen a second time, otherwise I will personally kick you out of the army and go home to farm. "

Scoo stopped speaking. This time he was indeed too impulsive, but that's the kind of person he is. I have been hopelessly doted on by my family since I was a child, and I cannot bear the slightest grievance.

He regarded Fang Zhishen as his great shame and humiliation, so he never forgot it.

Let him work as a cook, but he found that he didn't care, he ate well, drank well, and got fat. He was given small shoes to wear and his salary was deducted, but he didn't care. He continued to eat and drink well, and even trained for the army. He kept saying nothing day by day, which made him even more angry.

Sco even regretfully thought about whether he was following his wishes by getting Fang Zhishen to work in the cooking class. Then wouldn't he be a fool to take such revenge?

After suffering for several months, he finally waited for the opportunity in front of him. The death squad Scoo almost did not hesitate to throw in the lives of more than a hundred of his men, just to kill one Fang Zhishen.

"Brother, they are about to rush out. Hurry up and order the bombing, otherwise"

Stephen looked at the situation on the battlefield and saw the aliens that had almost gathered together. He turned on the intercom and said in a deep voice:

"The aliens have gathered, it's the best time to bomb, what do you think?"

The other three regiments were separated from the other three directions of Howling Ridge, and were surrounding them.

"It is indeed the best time to bomb, but those dozens of soldiers were bombarded by metal scattering bullets. I am afraid that none of them will be able to come back."