"This city is completely rotten! There's no way to save it! Some people actually believe that a ghost can make people live longer! They actually start a war over a ghost! This is really the most ridiculous thing in the world, even if it's just a few hundred Years ago, thousands of years ago, and even in those so-called myths and legends, there was no such ridiculous story!"
The brand spokesperson of George's Shield, Mr. George Augustus stood on the stage and made an impassioned speech to the residents of Asgre City. However, no one came to listen to his speech today, because it was just Behind him, successive explosions and shrapnel were turning the entire neighborhood red.
Weapons that could only be seen in weapons exhibitions and online games before are now being fought in Asgry City, turning an entire neighborhood into a real battlefield.
At this time, the only thing the residents of this city are thankful for is that the design concept of Asgrey City is modular construction, and the collapse of one block will not affect the stability of other blocks -
Just like when a certain anchor demolished a city block with his bare hands, it only caused the popularity of architecture students and professors to plummet in the next few weeks.
Compared with the deserted scene, Mr. George's canvassing live broadcast room seemed very lively. However, at this time, the audience did not regard him as a speaker or a politician, but completely regarded him as a war reporter. , constantly urging him to zoom in and take more pictures of the war behind him.
However, Mr. George is not the anchor who will choose the most barraged methods. He completely ignored the demands of these viewers and used the battlefield as the background to express his opposition to feudal superstition and his political philosophy of resisting entertainment to death.
But just when "George's crimes were so heinous that the people were complaining", a background text message popped up from the anchor's page——
"Dear Mr. George, this is the Dole live broadcast platform, between..."
The nutritious official nonsense unfolded on the live broadcast page, which was not only seen by George, but also by all the viewers.
After removing all the nonsense and negotiation rhetoric, the content is actually just one sentence——
[Follow the method with the most comments, otherwise we will ban your live broadcast room! 】
"Everyone has seen that this is the consequence of entertaining yourself to death. Under this threat... Okay, okay, since everyone wants to see it, I will show you how cruel the real battlefield is..."
【I’m scared! The anchor is scared! 】
[Haha, I still like your unruly look! 】
[I thought he was a man with backbone, but he turned out to be a dog of capital. I won’t read it anymore! 】
[Silly [beep——]! 】
【Who are you saying is stupid【Beep——】? 】
[I will scold anyone who hits or robs him! 】
…
Seeing that the quarrel started inexplicably in the barrage, George was speechless for a moment, but he had no intention of breaking up the fight. Instead, he put on a weathered expression, turned his back to the camera, and walked step by step towards the war-torn city.
After a whole day of fighting, the intensity of the battle has dropped slightly at this time, and many aircraft have run out of ammunition. Although major companies are still investing in troops, overall, it is no longer as it was at the beginning. He often shoots missiles in his face.
In the final analysis, Asgray City is just a city. Even if it has the false name of "the most prosperous city in the world", the number of core combat departments under the names of major companies will not exceed a thousand people.
And this means that the sample is not just as simple as snatching it, but also needs to consider escorting and protecting it after it is obtained. Otherwise, even if you win and get the spoils, you may not be able to take it out of Asgrid City.
Therefore, the companies that are qualified to compete for this gambler at this time basically retain some of their elite forces to escort the samples away after the robbery is successful, or to pursue after the robbery fails.
This sounds contradictory, but reality is not a game after all. There is no absolute victory rule. The competition will not end just because you successfully grab the item. The more power you use to grab the item, the less power you will have for subsequent guarantees, and vice versa. Of course.
Therefore, how to adjust the limited forces at hand is an issue that the heads of the major consortiums must consider at this time.
It is precisely because of this trade-off that the intensity of the battle at this time is stuck at a level that is neither high nor low. It has not reached the bottom line and used all possible means, but it has not been passive and idle, and each other is working hard.
George Augustus walked on the tragic battlefield as if taking a walk, avoiding stray bullets that came from nowhere, and said loudly to the live broadcast room:
"Have you seen this? This is the city block where No. 33 Lawless Zone was originally located. Now it has basically lost its function as a block. Resident dormitories have been completely scrapped. Several production lines also seem to have been looted. People on the street There are obvious signs of smashing, smashing, and looting in the shops..."
While Augustus was still explaining the scene, there was a sudden explosion, and a big machine suddenly hit the open space in front of him, and even the gravel scattered on the ground bounced up.
"Oh, look what I saw? A George's Shield! Good guy, it can still remain intact after falling from such a height. It is indeed the weapon I endorse!"
[The beginning of the classic machine battle! 】
[What nonsense are you talking about? Go ahead and drive the machine! 】
[I picked up a powerful machine on the battlefield. The anchor knows the effect of the program! 】
[Speaking of which, the anchor, a product spokesperson, shouldn’t even be able to sell the products he endorses, right? 】
…
All kinds of barrages poured out. Augustus, who had obviously planned to leave the place of right and wrong, looked at the text messages sent by the media company that did not join the fight because the headquarters was far away, and helplessly spread his hands——
"Okay, the way to play with the most barrages is right! Okay! Today the host will teach you how to escape from the battlefield with the mechas you picked up!"
While speaking, George had already rushed to the George Shield, skillfully climbed up to the cockpit by using the bulges on the body, pointed to a hidden button and said:
"Have you seen it? There is a special button here. Just press it, then grab the pop-up handle and twist it hard to the left... OK, it's open! Don't be stupid, military equipment is like this, otherwise you will be unconscious on the battlefield Even the military doctors can't pull you out of the tin can. As for in battle... If you can let people touch this position, it can only be said that your skills are too good!"
While he was talking, George's shield, which had been turned on the emergency valve, had bounced away, revealing the still intact cockpit.
At this time, the pilot in the cabin seemed to be still alive, but Augustus had no intention of rescuing him. He skillfully opened the fixed belt of the driver's seat, dragged the unconscious pilot out, and roughly threw him aside. Then he got in. Without even closing the cockpit, he directly inserted his right hand into the master-slave controller on his right arm and immediately pressed the trigger.
Projectiles were ejected from the right arm of the machine body, forcing several machines coming from a distance to retreat. Augustus pressed the close button and spoke to the microphone connected to the onboard computer:
"For George's Shield, or most mechas, the operating system is locked when the cockpit is closed. This is not a design error, but to prevent the pilot from crushing himself to death just because of a sneeze. So if an enemy approaches when boarding the plane, you must shoot first and then close the cockpit. Has everyone learned this?"
[I’ve learned it, I’ve learned it, now go pick up the machine body on the battlefield! 】
[So what, am I the only one who cares about that warehouse icon on the onboard computer? 】
[Yeah, why does that thing look so familiar to me? 】
[Fuck, anchor, you posted it, that ghost is on this machine now! 】
I overslept at noon, sorry
(End of chapter)
