Chapter 494

Because altron had demolished more than half of the reconnection base, stark hastily added several functions to mark 100. In order to prevent others from using this device to do bad things, he replaced three drivers who could drive alone and placed them in the chest of the mecha. Of course, this function is actually to prevent others, If stark himself, he could drive alone.

"Wait, why should I go on, stark? You know, I'm not interested in high-tech equipment at all. It takes a long time to type on a computer..."

The U.S. team looked at the tall mecha, looked at stark again and swallowed saliva. It was not that he dared not open it, but that he was afraid to break it. Stark let him lose money!

As for the use of high-tech equipment, in fact, the United States team is right. As an old antique, he wakes up and finds that he doesn't know what people use. Sometimes he can't distinguish between men and women. Even with everyone's help, it takes him a long time to adapt to the new society. For example, his own big bed is soft and feels like falling into it when he sleeps, It took him months to get used to it. In the first few days, he slept on the ground under a blanket.

He learned to use online shopping, transportation, mobile payment and credit cards little by little. When he tried to buy some spare parts for his motorcycle from Amazon for the first time, it was hard to express his happy feeling. You know, when he went to the Internet cafe outside to inquire about some private life knowledge, The owner of the Internet Cafe will tell him that this is the power button, this is the power button, and this can't be touched.

"There's no time to push it off. This big guy needs your fighting skills!" Stark completely ignored the other party's expression, smashed a driving suit, and then pushed button into the mecha shooting position.

"I'm in charge of driving this big guy, Patton, you control long-range weapons, and Steve is in charge of melee!" Stark activated the mecha and commanded.

"Well, I'll try my best!" When they heard that they were only responsible for one of the functions, the US team was relieved. Then they got into the cockpit, put on their helmets, and confirmed that the neural link was completed. Then the mecha was transported to the top of the base along the elevator.

"Falcon, rod, you are our eyes. Let's have a big fight!"

Several people were so excited that even intern Pietro put on a waterproof leather jacket to be a field reporter and record the magnificent posture of mecha combat.

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"Golden Squadron, pay attention to the right, pay attention to the right!"

In the commander's shouting, a huge Titan suddenly rushed out of the clouds and rushed to the escort aircraft behind the Argo.

Because fighting monsters does not require dog fights, the U.S. military did not send valuable F22 and F35 and a small number of f52 fighters. Instead, the U.S. military brought a large number of F18 from the Navy and some F16 from the air force as missile carriers. The golden squadron behind Argo is such a newly arrived F16 fleet. 16 F16 from the whole squadron came to escort Argo after refueling in the air, As a result, just after reaching the position, Raton, who had disappeared in the clouds, suddenly drilled out.

The wings rolled and smashed the clouds, like an arrow off the string. Suddenly, Raton appeared like a flame demon. Just a round turn, four F16s turned into fireballs and fell into the sea. The remaining eight F16s wanted to get out of contact and exchange fire remotely. As a result, we saw that Raton tried to attack the Argo. We had to harden our head and attack Raton under the leadership of the squadron leader.

Rattlesnake missiles whizzed down and bombarded LATON's body, exploding fireballs one after another, and granite scales fell continuously under the bombardment of missiles.

The painful LATON was forced to give up chasing the Argo and deal with the F16 flying around him.

Although it has no long-range attack means, LATON's speed is enough to make it a fatal threat to the slightly careless F16. An F16 tried to climb, and a pair of big wings beat him down like a fly.

“Mayday，Mayday！ We need support! " Looking at the falling friendly forces, the commander's heart was like a knife.

"Roger that, Argo, this is the blue squadron. We'll arrive in three seconds!"

A male voice suddenly answered the commander's call on the public channel.

The next second, countless laser rain pierced the clouds and accurately hit Raton, who was triumphantly grasping the remains of two F16. With the shrill and shrill sound caused by each other's injury, an unknown number of atlas super wind fighters broke through the clouds and appeared in the commander's field of vision.

"Sorry, I was just cooperating with the fleet to attack quitola, so I was late!"

"Thank you, blue leader!"

"Well, you continue to evacuate and leave this guy to us!"

In the cabin, under the tactical eyepiece of the blue leader flashing green data flow, a pair of Eagle Falcon sharp eyes are full of high morale.

"We can't participate in the big monster. If it's smaller, you're welcome! All planes, open fire freely. If anyone crashes today, get out of my team! "

"Copy that! Blue leader! " xN

With the blue ion spark shining, one super wind is like a bee flying around flowers. It turns around Raton with its high mobility. The inverted V wing shape and retractable propeller can even make the fighter rotate in situ while firing.

As an air and space fighter, the speed of super wind is beyond the reach of Raton.

Dazzling laser missiles and even rapid fire railguns crossed dazzling red or purple tracks in the air, and then exploded on ratton.

Ratton, who had been hit by shelling before, was even more embarrassed. The other party was not only faster than it, but also more flexible. Even his hard flashing wings to create a strong wind could not affect the other party's flight. On the contrary, those beams and missiles could break through the scales on it from time to time, and then create a wound.

Fight? The other party is too coquettish. The claw attack is like an old woman holding chopsticks. If she can't catch anything, she will be blown up.

Run? The other party is faster. Whether it's diving or climbing, his ass has been beaten, and all the scales are falling off.

Angry and angry, Raton looked at the fighters around him. Finally, he made a decision. He plunged into the sea. Instead of being humiliated and killed by these things, he might as well end it himself.