Mountain forest.
silence.
A hare suddenly jumped out, chewing something in its mouth.
It jumped forward, paying attention to the surroundings from time to time.
The rabbit was jumping when suddenly a hand came down and lifted it up with a gentle lift.
For some reason, the rabbit was trembling when it was caught by this hand and did not dare to move.
Zhang Yinghao handed the rabbit to Tongtong behind him.
"Is it cute?" he asked.
"cute!"
Tongtong happily hugged the rabbit and added: "The wild ones taste better, I want to marinate them."
"Tsk, you little girl, you are so cute." Zhang Yinghao said.
A cold voice sounded: "Boss, Zhang Peijia shot my paper man."
Zhang Yinghao turned around and looked.
I saw three paper figures standing on the grass.
One of the paper figures looks like Zhang Yinghao.
The paper man had a black hole in his forehead - like a hole made by a gun.
A fat man stood next to the paper man, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
Zhang Yinghao's paper man was immediately burned to ashes.
"He has twenty-four guards around him. He looks very powerful, but I think he is just afraid of death." Fatty said.
"This... what marshal, did you say something to me?" Zhang Yinghao asked.
"I manipulated your paper man to persuade him to postpone the war, but after reading the secret letter, he said something to your paper man."
The fat man said and couldn't help laughing loudly.
"What did he say?" Zhang Yinghao asked.
"What kind of bullshit are you?" said the fat man.
Zhang Yinghao scratched his head.
The killers all around smiled.
It had been many years since they had seen their boss frustrated, and they felt an inexplicable sense of joy in their hearts.
Zhang Yinghao thought for a moment, turned on the optical brain and asked: "Goddess of Justice, can you help me make some genetic medicine for plastic surgery?"
"It's too late. In 19 minutes, the Imperial Forward Mobile Armor Unit will arrive at the border, and the war is about to begin." said the Goddess of Justice.
"Time is so urgent?"
Zhang Yinghao raised his hand to look at his watch and sighed: "I have to use the ancient method."
"Tongtong."
"kindness?"
"Go and get that man's face for me."
Before Tongtong could speak, Fatty whispered to her: "He locked your paper man in his room."
Tongtong pursed his lips and said, "You pervert."
"It's not me, it's the marshal." The fat man quickly defended.
"Boss, can I kill that marshal?" Tongtong asked.
"Whatever you want, but killing him doesn't count as workload, and you won't get much money." Zhang Yinghao said immediately.
"Forget it," Tongtong said with half interest, "I'll leave him a memory that he will never forget."
"Time is running out, you have 7 minutes." Zhang Yinghao said. "
"Yes, boss." Tongtong said.
She pulled out two sharp daggers, bit her ponytail in her mouth, bent slightly, and jumped into the air.
In an instant, she turned into a black crow and flew towards the military camp.
"Tongtong is still young after all, go alone and protect her." Zhang Yinghao said.
The two figures disappeared immediately.
Zhang Yinghao ordered again: "Fat man, you will come up later."
The fat man immediately frowned and said, "I dared to fight with him before, but now I don't."
"Why?"
"As you know, Lord Martial Saint has recently learned a mysterious training method, and his strength has skyrocketed. I'm worried that I will be torn down by him."
Zhang Yinghao looked around, and all the men in black who were caught by his gaze avoided his gaze.
He asked: "It's just a matter of delaying it for a little while, and you can still fight against the Martial Saint. No one has signed up for such a good opportunity?"
No one answered him.
The fat man whispered: "The killer's life is also a human life, boss."
…
border.
Frost gradually covered the ground.
On the hillside, a black iron stream stepped on the white frost, rushing like lightning.
The Imperial Forward Mobile Armored Division, as the top unit among the vanguard units, has always been an elite unit second to none.
After climbing over this mountain and rushing down the hillside, we entered the territory of the Federation.
The march was very rapid and the whole process was smooth.
The soldiers advanced quietly, and everyone was very energetic and meticulously operated the mobile armor.
Even in the army communication channel, no one dared to say a word.
Because Field Marshal Zhang Peijia is in the army.
He moved forward with the Empire's forward mecha division.
He said he wanted to come and see it for himself, and so he came.
This is a very pragmatic person.
He was not in a good mood today, so no one dared to talk nonsense for fear of getting into trouble with him.
According to rumors, he received a special envoy from Her Royal Highness the Queen today.
The two sides closed the door, and a fierce quarrel and curse broke out. The queen's envoy and several of his men were about to slam the door and leave in anger.
The marshal directly kidnapped three envoys and shot one on the spot.
The Iron Curtain was also aware of this little dispute.
As the most advanced military AI of the Fuxi Empire, it directly bypassed the marshal and issued orders to all mecha warriors.
All soldiers were required to attack with all their strength and not to retreat without permission from the Iron Curtain, otherwise it would be considered treason.
It began to direct the battle personally.
The marshal was sidelined by an artificial intelligence, and one can imagine the anger in his heart.
Judging from his appearance, he was already on the verge of exploding.
A few of the Marshal's cronies didn't mind talking more about these things.
They wanted everyone to know that the Marshal had made up his mind to follow in the footsteps of His Majesty the Emperor.
the other side.
Piedmont.
Federal advance troops have arrived.
The vanguard force that was hastily assembled was not superior in strength.
Once such a force encounters the regular imperial army, defeat is the only outcome.
But with that man there, everything was different.
The soldiers sat in the mecha, adjusting the holographic projection to a certain angle from time to time, and quietly observing the man.
This is the idol in every soldier's heart.
A middle-aged man.
Thick eyebrows, eagle eyes, dark skin, and a body as straight as a javelin.
Dark green military uniform, black military boots, and a long sword and shield on the shoulder strap - the long sword and shield are the rank of general.
He sat quietly on the shoulders of a five-meter-tall mecha, lit a cigarette, and silently stared at the mountain outside the border.
According to intelligence, the Empire's 477th Mecha Division will arrive first.
Once this division with eight thousand mobile armors appears on the hillside, the war between the two countries will begin immediately.
Zhang Zongyang sighed secretly.
The Federation has been at peace for a long time and its armaments are in ruins.
On the other hand, the Fuxi Empire, under the emperor's strong military strength, has always insisted on actual combat exercises, and its combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of the Federation.
Now I can only bear it on my own.
I hope that I can resist for a while before my strength is exhausted, and buy some time for the entire federation to prepare.
As he was thinking, a black spot appeared on the hillside.
Zhang Zongyang's pupils shrank suddenly.
Black is the common coloring used by Fuxi's mobile armor troops.
After this black spot appeared, another black spot followed.
Countless black spots appeared one after another.
Mobile armor covered the entire hillside, making roaring sounds one after another.
Thousands of black armors began to advance towards the federal territory.
Wu Sheng threw away the cigarette, stood up, and shouted: "Get ready to fight, for the Free Federation!"
"For the Free Federation!" the soldiers shouted.
Each mecha roared, ready to attack at any time.
Wu Sheng was about to take the lead in charging into the battle, but saw a strange scene on the hillside.
A black mecha emerged from the crowd and rushed straight to the front.
The black mecha opened, and an imperial officer wearing a black military uniform jumped out and stood on the mecha's shoulders.
The imperial officer shouted loudly: "Field Marshal Zhang Peijia of the Fuxi Empire issues a life-or-death challenge to the Federation Martial Saint Zhang Zongyang!"
The sound was like thunder, shaking the whole place.
At the critical moment, such a scene happened.
All federal troops poised to attack were halted.
Thousands of Imperial mobile armors on the hillside also stopped.
The fighting legions of the two countries stopped at this moment.
Life-or-death challenges between senior generals between the armies of the two countries rarely occur.
Once such a situation occurs, the two generals represent the national honor and disgrace.
As a soldier, there is no way out in such a challenge. You can only try your best to kill the opponent, otherwise you will die.
This is a decisive battle between generals and generals, representing the struggle for victory between countries.
According to the rules on the battlefield, no one can interrupt this highest-level duel.
The Iron Curtain remained silent, and the Lady Justice did not interfere.
In the history of human warfare, there have been countless such duels.
In fact, the outcome of every such duel had a huge impact on the direction of the war.
The Iron Curtain and the Goddess of Justice, while intensively mobilizing their troops, kept paying attention to the duel.
Zhang Zongyang looked at the other party with squinted eyes.
He hadn't faced such a bold enemy in many years.
"What do you want to challenge?" Zhang Zongyang asked.
"Mecha battle." Zhang Peijia said.
"Okay, as you wish."
Zhang Zongyang entered his mecha.
Zhang Peijia also jumped back into the mecha and closed the cockpit.
In the two camps, uniform voices gradually sounded.
"Martial Saint!" "Martial Saint!" "Martial Saint!"
"Marshal!" "Marshal!" "Marshal!"
The armies of the two countries burst into loud cheers.
The black mobile armor moved first.
It took long strides and swept down the hillside.
While running, the mecha removed its fire weapons.
Rotary high-explosive machine guns, high-frequency molecular knives, long-range concussive bombs, small laser barrels, intensive fire-control armor-piercing bombs...
These firepower equipment rolled down the hillside, making a clanging sound.
After removing all the accessories, the speed of the entire mecha was three points faster.
The speed of the mecha continued to increase.
Amidst the roar of the engine, the black mecha rode up high over the hill, heading straight for the Martial Saint.
"interesting."
Zhang Zongyang looked at the other party's actions and understood in his heart.
Pure mecha combat?
He didn't think much and made his decision immediately.
The military green mobile armor was shaken all over, and all the weapons suddenly fell to the ground.
--boom!
The mecha roared like never before and rushed towards the hillside.
One black and one green, the distance between the two armors quickly narrowed.
