Contrary to everyone's expectations, or rather the expectations of the alloy mecha, the gigantic, tattered, assembled mecha swung its exaggerated mechanical arm towards the ground, but it did not cause any landslides, nor did it cause any horrifying consequences. In fact, the crater it made on the ground was rather pitiful. That seemingly thick and strong mechanical arm had been broken into countless pieces by the recoil, looking exceptionally pitiful.
They had been prepared to receive the strongest blow from the strongest opponent, only to see such a scene instead. They could not help but feel a little strange, a little ridiculous — after all, this was a makeshift mecha made up of countless discarded parts, so its structure was rather pitiful.
However, even if it was just a bluff, it still managed to deter the ambush of those Federation MX mecha. After a slight delay, Xiong Linquan and the others quickly retreated back into the bushes.
The seventeen black MX mecha did not care about those fellows who were retreating from the battlefield. They only stared warily at the tattered mecha in the middle of the field that had already lost an arm and looked like a crippled beggar.
They knew very well that with the mobility of those crippled soldiers, there was no way they could escape from the Golan Highlands. The only thing they needed to do was to defeat and destroy this tattered mecha in front of them and erase the powerful name in the cockpit of the mecha.
Right then, the tattered, assembled mecha moved once more. The cockpit door slowly opened with an unpleasant creaking sound. The dim light of the morning shone in, revealing Xu Le's ordinary but extraordinarily calm face.
Two hundred meters away, the black mecha in the middle of the Federation's mecha group, which had a darker shade of black, popped out the exaggerated alloy blade at the front end of its right mechanical arm. The thick cockpit door opened, revealing Madman Li's face. His still delicate features held the same hint of madness and violence.
After not seeing each other for three years, separated by two hundred metres on the wasteland, Xu Le and Madman Li looked at each other from afar. They looked at the traces of timidity on each other's faces and remained silent for a long time. Who knew if it was because they had seen images from a long time ago?
Just like Ka Qifeng on the Old Moon, the knife in his chest and the blood between his teeth in the Linyuan, the sound of gunfire in the mountains and the words in the prison cell, one after the other, he ran wildly towards the blue sea.
For a very long period of time, the two of them were publicly acknowledged as the strongest in the Federation. They had fought before, but they had never truly fought to the death. It was only when they met again after three years on this bloody battlefield that they finally reached the final moment.
The cockpit door opened downwards, like a large door at the tail of a battleship, leading to the endless and deep universe. Xu Le looked at the meteorite ship nearby through this cross-section, and at the ten or so black Federation MX mecha in the distance. His gaze finally and naturally fell upon that mecha, upon Madman Li's face.
"Duel?"
Xu Le asked. His voice was not very loud, but it clearly penetrated the morning high ground and entered everyone's ears.
"No way."
Madman Li replied. His voice was just as proud and cold as before, like a ruthless blade that directly cut through all the messy reminiscences of old times.
Hearing these two words that seemed to jump out from fiber paper, Xu Le's thick eyebrows rose slightly. He looked quietly at him in the distance and said, "You won't even leave us a chance for a fair duel?"
"I'm carrying out military duty, not a street brawl."
Li Feng replied in a low voice, "You were also once a soldier of the Federation. You should understand very well that talking about fairness on the battlefield and calling it a duel is very childish thinking."
Xu Le frowned slightly. After a moment of silence, he said, "The problem is that even you don't believe that you're carrying out military duty. If you say that you want to kill me because I'm a citizen of the Empire, then there's no reason for Big Bear and the others to be killed by you."
"A soldier's duty is to obey orders," said Li Feng.
Xu Le said mockingly, "What's the point of saying this? Three years later, many people will laugh at me for becoming a third-rate philosopher. Three years later, I don't want to laugh at you for becoming an ice demon like Du Shaoqing. When have you ever taken the military orders of your superiors seriously? "
"I must bring everyone back." Li Feng's brows creased slightly. "If they are wronged, I guarantee that they will receive a fair trial."
Xu Le looked at him like he was looking at a naive child. He smiled and said, "The Federation still has such a thing as fairness?"
Li Feng loathed the way he looked at him. He laughed coldly and said, "Do you think that only the Empire can find fairness?"
"No, there's no fairness in the Empire either. The Empire is a pile of dog shit." Xu Le calmly looked at that familiar face in the distance. After a short pause, he continued, "But you can't be willing to throw a pile of dog shit called the Federation in your face just because of this."
Li Feng looked at that tattered mecha assembled together, and was silent for a long time.
"As the grandson of the War God, you should understand the way our 17th Division does things, and you should also understand the way Team 7 does things. When we are insulted and harmed, we will not believe that any outsider can help us solve the problem. We only believe in ourselves."
Xu Le said, "So don't count on them surrendering today."
Li Feng's furrowed brows slowly relaxed. After a moment of silence, he looked at that face in the morning light and said, "Xu Le, I will give you a fair fight. If you lose, your people must give up resistance. I don't want this operation to become a one-sided massacre."
Xu Le looked at him quietly, his left hand slowly and steadily sliding over the control stick. At this time, he did not have the simulation system — he was sitting on a tattered hybrid mecha that could collapse at any moment. The so-called fair fight with dignity was actually just bullshit.
However, no one knew that under his calm expression, there was a smiling flower. Just as he had said to Xiong Linquan last night, he understood Madman Li, so he could deal with Madman Li. The situation was progressing according to his plan.
"And if I win?" he shouted in that direction.
The most powerful MXT mecha against a tattered, assembled mecha — the difference in strength was too great. More importantly, the person operating the MXT mecha was Madman Li. Under these circumstances, even if War God Li Pifu was reborn, Feng Yu crossed the stars to come here, or Huai Caoshi suddenly doubled in strength, they still would not be able to defeat the opponent.
Thus, no one thought that Xu Le would win. Even Li Feng, who considered himself vigilant enough, did not think so himself. But strangely, due to some hidden worry in the depths of his heart, Madman Li replied seriously after a moment of silence, "If you win, I promise that those people behind the bushes will not be harmed in any way … but you must die."
"Very good, this is the promise I need," said Xu Le with a smile, "Only, I really don't understand. Why do you want me to die regardless of the outcome? Whether as your uncle or uncle, you have no reason to hate me so much. "
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There were only three MXT mecha in the entire Federation, and only two people in the entire Federation had the ability to operate a MXT mecha using turbo technology. Those two people were Xu Le and Madman Li.
Xu Le's Little White Flower was currently hiding in an unknown armory of the Federation, covered in dust. Meanwhile, the other MXT mecha with an even darker black had shone brilliantly on the Mo Hua planet for three years, fighting several battles with Huai Caoshi's Peach Miasma, exceptionally valiant.
Today, in the morning light of the Golan Highlands, the black MXT mecha was like a god of war. The alloy blade at the front of its right mechanical arm slowly lowered, pointing at its chest with an inexplicable fighting spirit. Then, Li Feng's low and murderous voice came out.
"You named Little White Flower Le Qiu. You're such a sissy. I'm different. My mecha is called Beheading Joy. You should know the meaning of this name very well."
Xu Le heard the indomitable interest in his voice, and his eyes slowly narrowed.
The voice from the black MXT mecha continued, "That year in the wilderness, I saved you from Du Shaoqing's gunpoint. At that time, you told me that you weren't from the Empire … and in the end? You were from the Empire. In Allure Prison, I watched over you for a few nights. I asked you if you were from the Empire, and you said no. In the end, you were from the Empire. "
"After that, for three whole years, I stayed by Du Shaoqing's side. It was because I owed him a life, a life of yours. I want to repay this life, but … as long as I don't kill you, this life of mine will never be completely repaid."
"Three years ago, I was the one who saved your life, so I have the responsibility and obligation to let you die."
Li Feng looked at the broken mecha at the edge of the bushes in the distance expressionlessly. Looking at the familiar yet strange face in the morning light, the vision at the edge of his eyelashes suddenly blurred. It was as if he saw the day of the riot in Allure Prison, when Huai Caoshi jumped out of the snow and chased after this small-eyed man for hundreds of miles. In the end, he chased him to the deep and blue sea. His mood gradually turned cold and violent, and he shouted in a low voice,
"I saw you jump into the sea! You should have died then! Why didn't you die! Do you think that I'll watch you, the Empire's crown prince, slip away from my eyes again?! I'll stop you from thinking about it. Go to hell! "
As the three words roared out like three bombs, they smashed into the peaceful wasteland of the Golan Highlands. The black mecha's cockpit door closed with a whoosh. Accompanied by the violent roar of the twin engines and the unique beeping sound of the turbocharger, the black MXT controlled by Li Feng suddenly turned into a black cannonball. It roared out, shattering the surrounding air, and blasted towards the broken mecha 200 meters away!
There were no beautiful evasive maneuvers, nor were there any seductive stances. The killing intent that the black MXT had accumulated over the past three years was unleashed with this simple yet direct straight line. Its terrifying power was concentrated into a single point!
The broken mecha also moved, sprinting down the gentle slope. However, the temporarily repaired mecha couldn't enter combat mode at all. The engineering mecha's wide tracks carried an extremely heavy body, crushing the wasteland. It looked as pitiful as the picture of an old cow pulling a broken cart in a prehistoric picture book.
The straight black line slammed into the huge body of the broken mecha, accompanied by the terrifying sound of metal tearing and heavy components colliding. In an instant, the outcome was clear.
Under the violent slash of the black MXT's more than ten sharp blades, the broken mecha fell apart, turning into a desolate rain of metal pieces that fell to the ground with a clatter.
No miracle happened.
Maybe a miracle was going to happen.
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