In the c137 dimension, there are two forces known to be aware of the existence of parallel universes, Imc and the Rebirth Organization.
Judging from the reaction of the rebels, the rebels should be in the unaware category. Zheng Yang still doesn’t know whether Anderson learned the information about the parallel universe from the above two forces, or whether it was an unknown third force. .
But Zheng Yang was too lazy to take precautions, and instead looked at Anderson with a wicked smile.
Then he looked at the middle body of the Imc Polaris Titan on the opposite side.
Anderson understood what Zheng Yang meant and shook his head wildly in rejection: "No! NoNoNoNoNo..."
"I refuse! Don't even think about it! Absolutely impossible!"
Zheng Yang tried to negotiate: "Think about it, how can we survive in this kind of battle without Titans? Of course we have to kill to stop killing? Only by killing all the enemy's Titans can we survive."
Anderson: "..."
There are so many flaws in your sentence that I didn’t know where to complain.
Anderson suddenly looked serious and said: "Boy, I don't care if you know about my ability to travel through time and space from Qing Feng or other places, but don't think of time and space travel too simply. Your idea requires a lot of calculations and accuracy. High is not something that can be achieved even on the battlefield."
Zheng Yang looked at the body of Polaris Titan and visually measured the distance: "It's only about 7.2 meters. The height only needs to be a small jump in the air. The jump in the air is about 1.1-1.2 meters. It can be done."
In Zheng Yang's "previous life", that is, the world before he traveled back in time, his grandfather was a retired veteran. He was a glorious artillery comrade during the Anti-Japanese War. His sense of distance was extremely accurate. When conditions were particularly poor, He became a local artillery legend. After retiring, his grandfather had nothing to do and was very strong, so he asked his grandson Zheng Yang to teach him some artillery skills.
Although Zheng Yang always learned the skill of blowing up cow dung as firecrackers, but in terms of distance control...
The powerful artillery blood flowing in his blood coupled with the skills taught by the artillery himself, even if he has not learned them all, he is still quite confident.
Anderson: "???"
Zheng Yang pushed up the non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose and said: "This distance is still easy to detect visually. Let's shuttle into the body of the Polaris Titan on the opposite side and give the opposite pilot an execution shot?"
"Eon, brother, this is very exciting just thinking about it."
Anderson: "Not to mention that your choice of words is outrageous, but are you sure your data is not nonsense? Do you still have this ability?"
Zheng Yang said proudly: "Believe me, I traveled with you, wouldn't I be dead if I cheated you?"
Anderson was doubtful: "Prove, I don't believe you, listen to me, I have really been stuck, that feeling of stuffing your feet into a certain molecular void point of a solid molecule in a non-gas substance. It was very painful, and one of my toes was crushed by the surrounding solid molecules."
Zheng Yang: "...then can't you use your Pilot helmet to test it?"
Anderson covered his head helplessly and said: "The distance accuracy of the Pilot helmet is only at the level of meters, but the difference between one meter and two meters is huge."
Zheng Yang said helplessly: "I told you the data, or in other words, you listen to me and completely follow my instructions. Just take as many steps as I tell you."
Anderson is still full of fantasies about this kind of operation, but he has learned from the past and is still a little timid: "Don't do it, there is no need to do this Imc Titan."
Zheng Yang said with excitement: "It's exciting to go through walls! Assassination through walls, especially in a high-tech battlefield, the target of the assassination is the pilot driving the mecha. Really, brother, think about it It’s exciting, right?”
Anderson was slightly shaken.
But there were roars all around, and it seemed that the Polaris Titan finally couldn't stand the two chattering beside it, inside the Imc Polaris Titan, in the cockpit.
The Imc pilot looked at the two people very close to him who didn't even have weapons and were chatting. He just came here to shoot with the gun and found these two people. But at first glance, they didn't have bullets, and they were not rebel iron. He didn't bother to pay attention to Yu's clothes. He didn't carry many bullets. He saved some bullets and finally found a small sniping spot. He didn't shoot or stood up and trampled the two people to death, exposing their position.
They originally let Zheng Yang go, but they didn't expect them to stand still when they saw him driving the Titan instead of running. They even pointed at his Polaris Titan and discussed something.
There was a black line on the face of the Imc pilot's helmet, and an electromagnetic railgun was aimed directly for bombardment.
"Bang!"
The electromagnetic beam hit the ground and exploded into a pit. Even the bones of the two people were gone. They were turned into ashes and merged with the black soil...
At least that's how it seems to the Imc pilot.
After dealing with an inconspicuous matter, he controlled the Polaris Titan to squat, mounted the electromagnetic railgun, and began to target the Pioneer Titan and the Justice Titan.
The commander's command came from the helmet: "Prioritize the fire on the Justice Titans, and the supporting Titans must die first!"
He said silently: "Yes!"
Then search for the target on the screen.
...
On the other side, the plains were ten years ago.
Zheng Yang pulled Anderson to a position, and he could still see the drone slowly flying back.
Anderson refused with a face: "Really?"
He also looked at the distance and measured it before traveling. The place Zheng Yang took him to was almost the same as the place he measured. The difference was only in accuracy.
Zheng Yang patted his chest confidently, but accidentally patted the fur ball hidden in his chest pocket. The fur ball made a few dissatisfied "chiwajiwa" sounds.
Zheng Yang urged: "It's really here. Believe me, I haven't lost my skills yet. Hurry up. The greater the time difference, the greater the possibility that the Titan will move and the greater the probability of failure."
Anderson was speechless, sighed, and said silently: "May Jesus bless you."
At this time, the two of them got closer. Anderson slapped his hand on the triceps of Zheng Yang's arm, and then the two of them turned into a group of blue particles.
At this time, the long-awaited drone loaded with firearms and bullets hit the particle shadows of the two people.
No two were seen hit.
The drone seemed to be in violent mode. Even the drone could tell...
They are an angry bunch...
...
And the other side.
Inside the cockpit of the IMC Polaris Titan.
Imc pilot raised his eyebrows, always feeling a bad premonition, but he saw the picture displayed on the screen.
He smiled.
"Got you."
The arm wrapped in the blue holographic aperture was violently grasped, and the muzzle of the electromagnetic railgun was briefly warmed up.
The orange electromagnetic beam shot out and streaked across the battlefield, like a straight rainbow, extremely brilliant, a very beautiful shot, a precise strike, hitting the equipment on the back of a Justice Titan, and the golden semicircular magnetic field disappeared instantly.
The Imc pilot laughed proudly, and was about to turn on the microphone to brag a bit on the channel.
The Imc pilot fired the best shot of his life.
"Got you."
The same whisper sounded.
The proud smile in the Imc pilot's helmet froze.
