Mecha and Knife

Yu Ren was in the separation compartment of the space battleship, and the mecha he was in was in a relatively stationary state, but in his sight, there were countless objects passing by rapidly.

This was a charging speed he had never experienced before, and the visual image transmitted by the neural link technology appeared directly in his consciousness in the most intuitive way of transmission.

As if in person.

Dizziness appeared vaguely, just watching Ji Xinghe's combat perspective made him feel like he had drunk alcohol.

There is also fear.

Why don't you slow down, why don't you raise your gun, why don't you ignore the imperial mechs charging from both sides.

Yu Ren, who has watched Ji Xinghe's combat records countless times, has always believed in Ji Xinghe's strength. If he changed to the usual way of watching, he would not have the slightest worry or fear now.

But when he substituted into it in this way, inexplicable panic suddenly appeared.

Too fast, too reckless.

The feeling of drinking gradually deepened, and the state of being slightly drunk had already appeared. Yu Ren, who was a little intoxicated, only felt that the adrenaline was bursting crazily.

What he didn't notice was that the real-time synchronization rate detection data showed that it had skyrocketed to 91%. This was the highest level he could reach before, and it could only be reproduced when the fighting spirit was boiling.

But now he didn't participate in the battle, but just watched the battle of Ji Xinghe.

There was a bang.

That was the sound that Ji Xinghe heard. It came from the internal explosion of the imperial mecha, which was transmitted to the mecha through the barrel of the spear, and then transmitted into the cockpit.

The sound transmitted by the real thing is a bit weird, as if the sound of decoration on the other side is heard through the wall, it is not real but real enough.

Ji Xinghe, who didn't slow down, raised his gun when Yu Ren's panic reached its peak, and then managed to defeat him.

One hit kills.

It's like riding a roller coaster, the panic rises as you climb, and then falls suddenly when you reach it.

When the feeling of difficulty breathing appeared, Ji Xinghe had already rushed to the other two imperial mechas, and they were suppressed by Andre with firepower.

Relying on the defense and mobility of the mecha, they tried to avoid the two continuous flames, but Andre's own shooting skills, combined with the intelligent auxiliary shooting system, made the two flames follow like a shadow.

And when Ji Xinghe rushed up, the two flames suddenly became one.

Before the imperial mecha, which was under pressure, had no time to react, the cockpit was pierced by a single shot.

It was a penetration in the true sense. Not counting the spear penetrating into the cockpit, but the point of the gun pierced directly from the other side.

Its protective armor was damaged a lot by Andre's firepower, and the remaining defensive power was not enough to face the spear made of tungsten steel gold.

Another fatal blow.

Yu Ren, who was riding the roller coaster, was truly released at this moment. He looked at Ji Xinghe's third shot with great anticipation.

It was as if he was going to shoot the third shot himself.

Synchronization rate—92%.

Yu Ren, who broke the record again, had an urge to shout loudly. The emotions that had continued to rise since he was brought into the spectator perspective had to be vented as soon as possible, because he was about to participate in the battle. …

"Guyong travels nine miles with a gun, thousands of troops avoid white clothes."

"First shot, Wuji."

Yu Ren's voice sounded in the cockpit of his mecha, what he said had nothing to do with him, but it was his dream.

"The general's armor has been hidden, but the mountain has not been broken. Gold stars are all over the body, and the sixty armor is unparalleled."

"Second shot, Overlord."

"Heaven sends out murderous intentions, and stars change places. Earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise to land. Humans send murderous intentions, and heaven and earth change."

"Third shot, Xinghe."

As Yu Ren's roar fell, Ji Xinghe charged forward with a gun at an unabated speed, and when his figure crossed the imperial mech, the gun swept across.

The sharp edge of the gun head cut across the neck of the imperial mecha like cutting tofu. When the metal head flew up, Ji Xinghe had already rushed towards the imperial mecha in the other direction.

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