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"Boom!"

The falling star anchor was swept by the light beam head-on, the head armor burst, and fell into the ground, smashing a deep huge pit, the engine energy response disappeared, and the pilot was seriously injured and unconscious!

Watching Xiao Jiu being shot down in an instant, the rest of the 01 team members were shocked and their scalps went numb, what the hell!

They did not enter the effective range of the beam weapon at all, and the detection of the radar system did not report an error.

Where did this beam attack come from?

The first!In the cockpit of Dragoon V, He Xiaomiao squinted his eyes, his right arm muscles tensed, and the high temperature fired made blue smoke from the guide rail of the beam cannon. However, such a temperature did not affect the normal work of the sniper cannon.

The dragoon's mechanical arm was raised upwards, and the guide rail was slightly deflected to lock on to the next target.

Witnessing this scene, tens of thousands of spectators in the [-]-kilometer outer seats exclaimed in unison.

"Oh my God!"

"Is it predictive shooting?"

"Such a long distance has exceeded the effective range of the beam weapon, how did he do it!"

Most of the spectators present only saw a flash of blue light, a long and amazing beam jet spanning tens of kilometers, and accurately hit the defensive Star Anchor Mecha.

The destructive power of beam weapons in the atmosphere will be greatly reduced, and the particles in the air will have a serious refraction effect. The farther the distance, the harder it is to cause damage.

The straight-line distance between the star anchor and the dragoon even reached 30 kilometers, far exceeding the limit of the effective range of the beam cannon. Normally, the actual destructive power of the beam cannon and the jet landing point would be greatly deviated, and it was impossible to cause a hit.

Different from the astonishment and bewilderment of ordinary spectators, more than 20 senior hosts and high-level officials of local forces on the subjective stage of the grand arena watched for clues.

"This...could it be said!"

"He used a high-level mobile combat technique!"

"Full sensory control? There is such a guy!"

Everyone looked at each other and sat up straight. The battle among the contestants brought them unexpected surprises.

Full sensory control is an important threshold for dividing the strength of pilots.

A pilot who can use this type of mobile combat technique is equivalent to getting an entry ticket to a B-level pilot.

Relying on the neuron link system of the mech, in battle, a talented pilot can increase his mental concentration to the limit, deeply immerse himself in the neuron link system, and highly integrate his consciousness with the mech's operating system.

This kind of mobile combat technique can greatly improve the accuracy of the pilot's micro-control. When launching a long-range sniper, the extreme range of the weapon system will be further expanded, and even no additional adjustment of the physical joystick and console buttons is required.

Regardless of the result of this competition, this contestant named He Xiaomiao has already attracted the attention of the audience.

Behind this slightly mysterious man is a bright future.

The senior judges present here have already calculated the appropriate bargaining chips in their hearts. When the game is over, they must be the first to go forward to shake hands with He Xiaomiao, and throw an olive branch first.

"Drip, the deep neuron connection state is continuing, the current synchronization rate is 78.5%, and the countdown to the disintegration of the spiritual chain is expected to be 167, 166, 165..."

The G-4900 system continuously broadcast the state of the neuron system, He Xiaomiao gasped, and a terrifying suction surged from the depths of his consciousness.

Hearing, smelling, seeing, touching... the human perception is being stripped from the body.

The battle screen in front of him disappeared, was torn apart, and a large string of green codes 01 and 00 scrolled rapidly.

It's a very weird feeling.

He Xiaomiao's consciousness is completely immersed. Although he has never learned the relevant knowledge, he can understand the meaning of these codes. He has lost the five human senses. Within a radius of 35 kilometers, everything that Dragoon V observes is in his mind. Under control, it is dozens of times clearer than before.

Through the codes filling his mind, he could perceive a small lemming fleeing in panic twenty kilometers away, the cold dewdrops on the veins of a fern five kilometers away, and even the slightly hurried movement in the cockpit of the mech next door. Breathing.

The nerves of the limbs operate coldly like a machine, and every muscle and bone has become a cold part, completely integrated with the mech's operating system, following his will to carry out high-frequency operations detailed to the millimeter level .

Dragoon V maintained a prone sniper posture, and the guide rail of the sniper gun once again burst into dazzling light beams.

"call out!"

The high-temperature scorching tore through the air, and the terrifying beam rays reappeared. A Star Anchor mecha hovering at a high altitude burst into flames, and fell to the ground roaring.

"Quick!" The eyes of the surrounding 01 team members were tearing apart: "Quickly descend the altitude! Fly close to the ground to avoid the path of the beam cannon!"

The remaining 9 star anchors were slow-witted, and reduced the propulsion power of the engines, and the bodies fell back to the ground one after another.

As these leading troops lost their high-altitude advantage, the pressure on Si Yi's No. 2 squad dropped sharply. Relying on the hilly terrain as a cover, the two sides launched a fierce see-saw battle.

"Report to the captain! Squad No. 5 found the enemy, the number is 2, and they are exchanging fire!"

"The right flank has found enemy mechs, the number is 3, and it is about to enter the range!"

"There is a surprise attack from the rear, and the No. 1 team has blocked it!"

One wave after another, the 01 team's offensive continued, starting the second stage of harassment operations, and alarms came from the positions held by each team.

He Xiaomiao turned the muzzle of the sniper gun, and a super long-distance jet hit the right flank of the formation.

Accompanied by a loud roar, the high-temperature jet plowed a scorched chasm on the ground, and the bushes along the way turned into ashes.

A grizzly bear that was about to emerge from the bunker was hit on the right foot armor, half of the body's armor was damaged, and suffered heavy injuries.

In the Grizzly's cockpit, the young 01 team members broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, this is a Grizzly equipped with a composite armor system. If it is another mech with weaker armor parameters, I am afraid it will crash on the spot. up.

He Xiaomiao drove the Dragoon V to occupy the high ground in the center of the formation, and began to pour firepower on the mechs of the 01 squad that were besieged from all sides. Every shot will be rewarding.

Threatened by precise firepower, the mechas of the besieged 01 team were restrained, and they no longer raised the fuselage rashly.

"Maintain the formation, pay attention to controlling ammunition and armor consumption, and prepare for a long battle!"

He Xiaomiao issued a reminder that as the battle progressed, the sniper gun would soon be overheated, and the effect of long-range suppression would no longer be obvious.

Moreover, the duration of full sensory control is about to end. This kind of long-distance mental combat technique puts a huge load on the pilot's brain. He Xiaomiao spent too little time on the practice, and 200 seconds is the limit time he can maintain.