Chapter 764

"I hope there won't be any changes." Shark thought, now that the human race has a way out, and their side is stronger than the human race, the human race should not be crazy enough to fight them to the death here.

Or that the Huaxia military will not fight here.

Looking at so many extraterritorial battles, Huaxia has caused the greatest loss to the Demon Race. Of course, the enemies they annihilated are also the most Huaxia people.

If you have to say it, these Huaxia people are simply a group of killing embryos. Thinking about it now, Yang Tianfang, who died in the Yangu Star Territory, Xiang Ning, who is now a headache for the demons, and one of the strongest troops of the human race, the Dragon Cavalry Regiment Xia Longwu, and Xiang Yutian, the commander of Hangu Star Gate, are both Chinese.

Thinking of this, he still remembers the tingling of his scalp when he saw this information, although Snake Star has gathered a lot of Human Race rebels and wants to pull these guys down from these positions.

But there is no way, who made Huaxia like killing so much, who is not willing to sit back and enjoy the success of the people in the Western region and the Americas, let Huaxia go to war for them, and who do not like such thugs? Why pull it down?

So, the West and the Americas are not stupid at this point.

Thinking of this, Shark couldn't help laughing.

At the same time, an eighth-order fleet of the Slaughter Fleet has moved towards the east side, and the wolfman side has also increased the investment of troops, gradually pulling the front line to the stage where the human race is even.

But even so, under the eight fleets under the linkage, it is impossible for the demons to go further, and the firepower is too fierce.

There seems to be a thunder pond there, once it crosses it, there is death and no life.

Langman had long anticipated that when the human fleet under the linkage was launched, they were not stupid to fight head-on, but used what they found in the flanking battlefield to directly let the mecha go to destroy it.

"Report, the place has dispatched elite-level mechas, and found that there are thirty A-level mechas and two S-level mechas."

Lu Zhenyu: "On the basis of protecting the battleship, look for opportunities to kill!"

The Chaos Fleet sent out, although not the Demon Suppression Corps, but there were quite a few mechas.

Is the Demon Squadron famous? Famous, but not because the battleship is famous, but because the pilot level of the Demon Suppression Corps is very high.

After all, he came out of the Federal War College, and under the influence of Xiang Ning, all aspects will naturally be stronger.

Here, there are two old acquaintances who were in the ecological circle of Yangu Stargate.

These two were dug up by Xiang Ning, and they were originally intended to be cultivated. Unfortunately, the incident happened suddenly.

But even so, their talents were so strong that they didn't need Xiang Ning to cultivate them personally. They stood out from the crowd. These two were Han Xue, known as Bitter Winter Rose, and Zhang Pojun, the black swordsman.

Four years ago, they had been able to reluctantly control the A-class mecha to participate in the defense of the Yangu Stargate. Although the ending was tragic, it also inspired their fighting spirit.

In just four years, the two of them became the two generals of the Demon Suppression Corps, both driving the peak A-level mecha, and after Xiang Ning returned, the biological mecha that he applied for was already on his way.

"Oh, it's a pity, I can't take part in this battle with the biological mecha." Compared with the cynical appearance four years ago, Zhang Pojun is now much more mature.

As for Han Xue, she is a strong girl herself. After witnessing the collapse of the ecological circle, thousands of people died, she became stronger, and her personality became introverted and silent.

"Hey, you're just talking. You've been dead all day. If Xiang Ning came and saw you like this, would you like it?" Zhang Pojun muttered.

He came with Han Xue.

It is natural to know that Xiang Ning has always existed in Han Xue's heart. That kind of feeling is like an ordinary girl encountering a hero that can only be met in rumors, and that hero once walked so close to her After knowing it, that kind of feeling broke out, and it was out of control.

Is she an ordinary girl? In fact, it does not count. After all, it is a seed player who can enter the finals of the mecha competition and has the hope of winning the championship.

But it was this relationship that made her idea of ​​Xiang Ning more ingrained.

After Zhang Pojun said it, Han Xue gave him a cold look, and finally showed a little angry expression on his face.

"Hahaha, although this expression is a bit sloppy, it's not good in the end. You should laugh more. Look at how good-looking you were when you laughed before. Maybe Major General Xiang will like it when you meet him?" Zhang Pojundeng Shangzhen Demon Sword God Mecha, this is his name.

Han Xue: "Major General Xiang already has a sweetheart and is already engaged."

This sentence may be the longest sentence Zhang Pojun has heard him and her say since the incident four years ago, and her cheeks are still stained with blush.

"What a hell." Zhang Pojun muttered again.

"Damn, you all know about getting engaged. Besides, isn't the ultimate dream of a man to have three wives and four concubines?" Zhang Pojun grinned, not being serious, and made the female debugger who was debugging his mecha roll his eyes.

"Oh my good sister, don't fill in the data randomly, if you can't play, how can you protect the young ladies." The female debugger took a shot of the beta version and said to the communicator on her shoulder: "The sword god mecha can do it. fight."

At this time, Han Xue's voice came: "That's you, Major General Xiang will not."

"Do you know that?"

"Winter mecha can play!" The inspector standing on the side of Han Xue's mecha said.

"Dangling mecha can play!"

"Thousand-blade mecha can fight!"

The news of the battle of each A-level mecha sounded.

In the battle warehouse, a long sound of the red light "beep" lit up green, and the four A-level mechas of the Demon Suppression Corps rushed out.

The engine behind him shot out flames instantly, and the radar locked on to the target.

"Those three, I want them!" Zhang Pojun shouted, rushed over, and singled out three A-machine demon mechas.

"Where is he a lunatic!"

"Kill him!" The Demon Race pilot cursed.

"Reckless man." Han Xue spat, and started attacking with the other three mechas using long-range weapons.

Han Xue threw a bomb directly, and instantly exploded a cloud of white mist.

The demon mecha rushed out of the mecha the next moment.

Zhang Pojun grinned, manipulated the mecha, held a long sword, and slashed the past with a self-created mobile swordsmanship.

The Demon Race pilot sneered, and was about to raise his hand to block and fight back, but he suddenly found that his fuselage was a full second late: "It's that white fog!"

The next moment, just one second later, Zhang Pojun's long sword had already been cut off, and in just one encounter, a Demon Race A-level mecha fell.

"The merits of this mecha are half of yours!" Zhang Pojun laughed and turned to kill the other two mechas.