Knife was a notorious pirate in this group of pirates. He was not afraid of death, and his style was brave. Every time there was a tough bone to chew, the pirate leader would send him. He was the leader's most capable helper.
Knife did not like to talk. He nodded indifferently and left. The Black Tribe was the pirate leader's personal guard, and also the pirate leader's strongest force. They were all advanced mech pilots, about 300 of them. They were well trained and strong. The pirate leader played his last trump card, which meant that it was time to decide the winner.
A large group of mechs left the largest starship. Shang noticed them as soon as they appeared, and immediately understood what they were up to.
"Hehe, Ye, I'll leave this to you." Shang turned and flew back into Coxcomb.
"Alright," Ye Chong replied plainly.
The pirate leader saw that the other party had retreated back into the starship, and was relieved. As expected, the other party was afraid. The thought flashed through his mind, and before he could celebrate, he saw the other party's half-hidden figure on the holographic screen again.
Was the other party really that fearless? The pirate leader did not know what else the other party had up his sleeve.
Shang chuckled evilly. It was strange for a mech to make such an electronic sound. Fortunately, there was no one else around. Shang's desire to fight had been fully ignited. If the pirate leader saw what was next to Shang, he would have fainted.
Beside Shang was a pile of energy cells that were about half his height. He had just retrieved those energy cells from the warehouse. Recursion was powerful, but it also consumed a lot of energy. It was a pity that the teardrop mineralite could not be used, or Recursion would be a weapon that did not need to be recharged for a long time.
However, with so many energy cells, it should be enough.
Ye Chong wandered around the fleet. The pirates near Grandpa Qian's warship were the focus of Shang's attention. The pirates in this area had long been wiped out. Ye Chong had to expand his search area in order to find the enemy.
Ye Chong wandered around the battlefield carefully. He dared not be careless. In pursuit of mobility, Puppet's armor was not very good at defense. If he was hit by the enemy's laser beam, he would not end up well. He did not want to die from carelessness.
It was a huge and chaotic hunting ground, and Ye Chong was like an agile and alert predator.
Ye Chong saw two mechs tangling in front of him, firing at each other as they dodged each other's attacks. It was easy to tell the difference between a pirate mech and a mech squad mech. Pirate mechs came in all shapes and sizes. Some mechs were even made up of parts that were not meant to be used. As for mech squads, most of their mechs were more complete, and could be bought from the market.
Ye Chong could tell where the mechs would appear next with just a glance. Ye Chong was very experienced in actual combat, and he could tell.
The puppet was like an assassin, hiding silently behind the starship, sticking close to the body of the starship, less than five meters away from the top of the starship.
At this moment, the puppet was like a gecko that was accumulating power and waiting to strike a fatal blow.
Ye Chong counted the time. The pirate mech had just revealed its head. In the pilot cabin, Ye Chong made his move. His hands moved like a wisp of smoke, moving like a blur. Unfortunately, no one could appreciate the scene.
Puppet stuck to the starship's armor like a gecko. Suddenly, it bounced off the starship's armor, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. In an instant, Puppet and the pirate mech were stuck together. They were so close that Ye Chong could see every detail of the opponent's mech.
Puppeteer had been lurking in the shadows of the starship since the very beginning. Its movement was silent and sudden, and it came right under the starship. When the clown-like face of Puppeteer appeared before him, the pirate was still in a daze.
The parrying spears on the puppet's right arm shot out and pierced through the pilot cabin. Of all the parts of the puppet, the most valuable was the pair of parrying spears. The parrying spears were infused with black gold, and had excellent penetrative properties.
The puppet's right arm pushed against the mech that had lost control, and it floated into the dark void again.
The Oak Leaves mech pilot, who had been fighting with the pirate mech, only saw a small, thin silhouette leave the pirate mech and disappear again. Just as he waited for a long while, he found that the mech was completely destroyed, and the pirate inside was dead. That reminded him of the figure that leaped out of the darkness and disappeared into it.
Ye Chong felt like he was back on Trash Planet. The starships here were like mountains of trash on Trash Planet. Ye Chong maneuvered Puppet in and out of the shadows of these starships, just like how he maneuvered Winnie between the gaps of the garbage mountain.
Every time Ye Chong attacked, it was a fatal blow. There were no unnecessary attacks. He would only choose the right moment to deal a fatal blow to the unsuspecting opponent in the dark. The pair of parrying spears had pierced through the armor of countless mechs, and Ye Chong did not spare the mech pilots in the pirate mechs. This was war, and there was no room for mercy. Ye Chong did not have the habit of showing mercy.
In truth, if not for Grandpa Qian, Ye Chong would never have gotten involved in this mess. However, since he had done it, he would do it well, and thoroughly, so that the other party would not be able to retaliate.
Ye Chong's calm eyes danced with the flames of battle.
Puppet hopped tirelessly from starship to starship. Ye Chong was fully in combat mode. This was a combination of calmness and excitement. Ye Chong's hands were no longer just fast, but more relaxed, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Sometimes he would stay still for a long time, but sometimes he would move so fast that there were no afterimages. The transition between extreme stillness and extreme movement was indescribably strange. Ye Chong did not notice it at all. On the contrary, it felt natural to him. The mech was like an extension of his body. His every thought and movement was realized through the mech.
Under Ye Chong's control, Puppet moved fast and slow, rising and falling, sometimes as elusive as a ghost, and sometimes as agile as a mutated ape.
Combat skills could only be truly honed in battle.
Shang was now fully in combat mode. Truth be told, Mu had always been the one to lead the battle, but even Mu had only fought a few times. According to Mu, only Ye could pilot them when he was fully grown. Hence, Mu would not fight unless it was a critical moment. Shang's origins were older than Mu's. Mu, Ye Chong, and even himself would not believe it if someone claimed that he had never fought before.
What a joke! How could a mech made from so many rare metals be used for decoration? The wound on Mu and Shang's left arm was the most direct evidence of his experience in battle. If Shang was conscious, then his subconscious must have some combat instincts. However, it was strange to discuss the subconscious of a PSI.
Shang's expression was indescribably cold. His right hand's recursion did not tremble at all. If this was in the mech pilot NR training center, this would be a perfect move.
The usually chatty Shang was now a real weapon of war.
For Blade and his 300 advanced mechs, this was a disaster, a disaster in every sense of the word. The blue light seemed to carry the mark of death. Every time it lit up in front of them, it would take down a mech.
Terrifyingly accurate! Up until now, the sniper had not missed even once. Even someone as strong as Blade could not help but feel discouraged. Was there really such an insane sniper mech pilot in this world? After so many life and death experiences, Blade knew that no matter how strong a person was, as long as he was human, he would always make mistakes. This was an iron rule he had tested countless times, but today, it was being challenged. This half-hidden sniper mech pilot had not made any mistakes so far.
From time to time, mechs would explode, lighting up the mech battle formation. Anyone who did not know what was going on would think that they were facing an entire mech squad. In fact, their enemy was only one person.
Long-range sniping was one of the most difficult techniques in shooting training, but this unknown person had perfected it perfectly. No, it was more accurate to say that he had mastered it perfectly. The further the distance, the more difficult it was to shoot. At long range, even the slightest error in the angle would be magnified. No sniper mech master could be certain that their long-range sniping would have a 100% accuracy rate.
There was once a famous sniper mech pilot who said, "You need more than half of your luck to snipe from a distance." From this, one could see the difficulty of sniping from a distance.
What made Knife even more depressed was that it seemed like the other party's luck was extremely good.
Under normal circumstances, the distance between him and the Zika class starship could be covered in the blink of an eye. However, today felt like an eternity to him. His comrades were dwindling by the minute. Blade knew that there was no other way out. If he turned around now, he would still be a target for the opponent. This would only make it easier for the opponent to finish them all off.
Blade was not the only one who understood this. Everyone in the Black Tribe was experienced in battles. How could they not understand such a simple problem? Hence, they braced themselves and charged forward. As long as they could get the opponent into their effective shooting range, they would be able to suppress the enemy with their firepower.
They did not need to be commanded. They maintained their formation and continued to evade. While these evasive maneuvers did not change their fate of being killed, it was obvious that the frequency of blue flashes was much lower.
Shang remained calm, firing after firing without a trace of panic.
Ye Chong could no longer remember how many times he had fired. However, the number of mech pilots that he had freed up was increasing. For the first time, the mech pilots of the two mech squads had the advantage in numbers, albeit a small one.
In the command deck of the Red Lion Mech Squad, everyone stared at the holographic screen with their mouths agape. After a moment, the red-haired beauty in the captain's chair muttered, "Heavens, is this guy really human?" This red-haired beauty was the regiment commander of the Red Lion Mech Squad, Claudia. She had a head of fiery red hair. She was also a female mech pilot with the title of advanced mech pilot, which was rare among female mech pilots.
Claudia was now 25 years old, at the age when a woman was at her most beautiful. Her mature and sexy style was eye-catching. No matter where she went, she would always be the center of attention. Her snow-white skin, high nose bridge, and sapphire-like eyes were all her assets to be proud of.
Her management skills were also excellent. When she took over the Red Lion Mech Squad, it was only a small squad of 20 mech pilots. Now, it had expanded to a large squad of more than 500 mech pilots.
Right now, Claudia's expression was blank, with a tinge of naivety. It was a pity that such a beautiful woman was not appreciated by anyone. Because everyone was just as shocked as she was. The skinny mech on the holographic screen did not look fierce or intimidating at all. In fact, it looked a little comical. The messy colors made it look like a clown. However, this clown-like mech sent chills down everyone's spines.
This was definitely a master of sneak attacks. At the same time, he was also a master of mech combat and mech piloting!
The clown mech's colorful face was indescribably funny, but no one in the captain's room could laugh. To them, the clown mech's funny face was just a disguise to hide the bone-chilling coldness. They could imagine that the mech pilot in the pilot's cabin must be looking at the pirate mechs like a god looking down on all life!
Claudia was also impressed by the mech pilot in the clown mech. No matter how one looked at it, this was definitely a Master level figure. Tactics, timing, combat skills, mech piloting, and so on. What surprised Claudia the most was his surprising calmness. So far, the clown mech had taken down at least a few dozen pirate mechs, but he still maintained the same fighting rhythm as before.
Inhuman calmness! Claudia thought to herself. She even suspected that this was a top-notch mech pilot from some assassin organization who specialized in assassination.
He did not seem to like flying, preferring to jump, or borrow the strength of the mech's limbs. He liked to hide in the dark, he liked to ambush, and his weapon was a rarely used parrying spear. All these were signs that this was a very different kind of mech pilot.
She could not help but take another look at the starship named Coxcomb. She could not understand how a starship with such a vulgar name could have such an expert.
An expert that was different from the common people?
Coxcomb also had an equally strong and terrifying sniper mech pilot, who single-handedly suppressed more than 300 pirate mechs! Claudia glanced at the other holographic screen. There were only a few dozen mechs left in the swarm of mechs, and they were still firing at the enemy. She could not bear to watch it any longer. These people were all experienced advanced mech pilots. No matter where they were, they would be a force to be reckoned with. But now, they were being crushed by a single mech, a strange energy gun, and a single person.
What kind of starship was the Coxcomb? What was his master like? What would these two peerless experts look like? What was their relationship with the owner of Coxcomb?
How curious!
If Shang knew that he was called an expert by a beautiful lady, would he still be able to fight like this? It was a question worth discussing.
But fortunately, Claudia knew her own limits. This kind of super expert wasn't someone she could recruit, so she didn't dare to have any crooked thoughts.
The situation was stabilized, and the number of pirate mechs was decreasing. He had already gone through the fleet from the beginning to the end, and every pirate mech that tried to board the ship was killed without exception.
"Shang, how are things on your side?" asked Ye Chong.
"Hehe, Ye, this is awesome! Sigh, too bad it's not enough. If only there were a hundred more mechs. "Shang's excited tone made Ye Chong feel relieved. "Shang must be in a good condition," thought Ye Chong. He did not know that Shang was not in a good condition at all, he was in a frenzy. If it were not for the fact that he was running out of energy cells, Shang would have tried the recursive particle cannon to see what it was like.
A huge piece of ore floated in front of Ye Chong. Ye Chong's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the pirate ship that was being protected, and a crazy idea flashed through his mind. Just as this thought flashed through his mind, the puppet leaped into the air and grabbed the piece of ore. Like a crawling insect, it stuck close to the side of the ore. After that, the engine was fully activated, and the ore carried Puppet and Ye Chong in an arc towards the group of pirate ships.
Claudia could not help but gasp, "What is he trying to do?"
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