This kind of wanton slaughter and mindless push is really addictive.
Feng Linwen was almost addicted.
But the mecha's energy bar dropped below the danger line, and its damage rate exceeded 50%, reminding Feng Linmo that he should retreat.
Even among the so-called top pilots in the golden age of mechas, none of them could control a mecha with a damage rate of more than 60% below the energy danger line, and continue to carry out massive attacks with one enemy against many. fighting.
After all, mechas are technological creations.
It must follow many basic scientific principles.
Of course, those rune mechas, magic weapon mechas, and soul-seed mechas... are all creations that are a mixture of mysticism and science, and some are even artificially given simple lives. Strictly speaking, those are already another technology.
As for why exoskeletons can use higher and stronger reserves of energy, but mechas can run out of energy so easily.
This is of course because mecha technology has stagnated.
Energy applications throughout the Galaxy Era are indeed constantly being updated.
However, all the related parts and technical manufacturing of the mecha are still stuck in the past.
If you give it too strong and too fierce kinetic energy, then once it is created, the powerful kinetic energy will only explode the entire mecha into pieces, instead of providing a more powerful and lasting power.
When scientific progress reaches a certain level, it is difficult to be one-sided and single.
That must be the upgrading of the entire industry chain.
After retreating to the rear, Feng Linhui jumped out of the cockpit of the mecha.
Looking at Lord Krishna again, I finally understood the definition of 'true red' in the prefix.
The surface coating, which had become hot due to high-speed maneuvering, was emitting a red halo. Too much blood was stained on the fuselage. Under the evaporation of the hot mecha surface, it was like spitting blood. mist.
"Very handsome, isn't he?" The battalion commander, who came back later than Feng Linyi, also jumped off the mecha and stood next to Feng Linyi, smoking a cigarette and asked.
This ancient cigarette with a sponge filter has not been eliminated until now.
There is even a certain amount of nicotine retained in it.
Although nicotine is harmful, cigarettes without nicotine have no soul.
"Yes! What a pity!" Feng Linwen sighed.
Although the mecha kills enemies and mows grass, it is indeed extremely domineering.
But compared to exoskeletons that are larger in number, kill enemies more quickly and effectively, are mobile and flexible, and have strong endurance, mechas do not actually show any absolute advantages.
And compared with those long-range high-energy artillery, it pales in comparison.
"Come on, handsome, but I heard you are researching mechas." The battalion commander handed over a cigarette.
Feng Linwen took it, reached out and rubbed his fingers, lit it with the fire at his fingertips, and then skillfully held it in the corner of his mouth.
"Listen to my advice, don't waste any effort, and don't be self-righteous. Many people have thought about reviving it because it is handsome, hot-blooded, and once had unimaginable glory. But... A person's revival is like a person's revival. The martial arts world is lonely and lonely, with no opponents, no enemies, and no grudges. 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. Boy... I think you are pleasing to the eye, you can We can’t be so self-righteous as to ruin our hopes.”
Banbo's words seemed to arouse the emotions of many people.
While they commanded the cleaning robots in the base to carefully clean and repair the mechas they were driving, they picked out the bones and debris from every piece of iron in every corner. At the same time, they warned Feng Linye not to overdo it. Mind your own business, or you won't be done with him.
Feng Linyi nodded and said, "Don't worry, everyone! I have no plans, I'm just curious. And I think the mecha model is very interesting. I will use this as a template in the future to make a magic weapon."
After Feng Linwen finished speaking, everyone laughed with relief.
Some people say that Feng Linyi's idea is good, but it is not creative and has long been used as a joke.
Some people also suggested that Feng Linyi could consider incorporating certain characteristics of the Cybertronians, or even apply to the military to use the purified fire source energy.
A group of people were playing with each other, using all kinds of dirty jokes and teasing each other to release the psychological pressure caused by the previous wars and killings.
No matter whether the opponent you kill is a foreigner or not.
It was always a massacre.
Even in a short period of time, killing so many pigs will inevitably make you feel a little strange. What's more, although those demons have strange shapes and are by no means good, they are indeed real intelligent beings.
Didi... didi.
The eyeball symbol flashes.
As the army marched directly into the hell world.
Naturally, the signals from the Galaxy Era were also set up.
The only result of the entire hell world is to be completely shattered, and then swallowed, digested, and completely integrated by the universe to which the Galaxy Federation belongs.
What kind of worlds the big universe will devour and digest is determined by the top brass of the Galaxy Federation after years of calculations and calculations.
It’s not a random search for the world to devour, it’s not picky at all.
Whenever a corresponding list is given, the military will launch a war machine to push the entire universe to expand outward.
This is also the origin of the development zone.
It is also the reason why adventurers and red-blooded men like the pioneer area the most.
Compared with the dull and rigid conservative areas, the pioneer areas undoubtedly have more possibilities.
Opening his eyeballs, a bald man wearing a white cassock appeared in front of Feng Linwen.
The other party didn't seem to be very good at using this kind of technological creation. After looking for a while, he pointed the camera and tried his best to show a smile like a virtuous monk.
"Donor! You are blessed! The Buddha recently discovered that the Western Paradise is too monotonous and feels the need to expand enrollment to a certain extent. Donor, you have deep roots of wisdom and broad blessings, which are the good karma of our Buddhism. Donor, are you interested? , do you want to know more about our Pure Land Sect?" The great monk asked Feng Linyi with a smile.
"I don't like people who are more pretentious than me." Feng Linwen said the next sentence and turned off the communication.
Soon his eyeballs started to beat crazily again, and when he opened it again, he saw a majestic monk with a face like a vajra's angry eyes. His body was glowing with golden light and he was holding a Dharma pestle: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Donor, this poor monk has a crossing here." One volume of the Demonic Sutra can transform the souls of injustice and evil spirits, and eliminate evil spirits caused by sin. The benefactor has caused a huge evil and established boundless creation. It is exactly the right thing to have such scriptures to protect the way."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Linwen turned off the communication again.
These two guys are too insincere.
The first one was obviously thinking of "whoring" for nothing, so he directly brought Feng Linhui into the sect with nothing, and then ordered him to work as an ox or a horse.
The second one also had no sincerity, and planned to make quick use of it, leaving some scraps for Feng Linwen to eat, and taking away the bulk.
"Ha! I don't want to bleed, but I still want to take advantage. Is this such a good thing?" Feng Linmo sneered.
