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Chapter 159 Heading to Harmony

Like most interstellar civilizations, in the world view of Titanfall, the central government close to the earth and the near-earth colonies rely on oppressing the remote colonies to maintain the functioning of society. Years, but you can’t just go out and don’t go in. The border star area has continuously produced resources and crops to send over, but the result is dumping of industrial products and high tax burdens, factory bankruptcy and land mergers, and government mercenaries Random burning, killing and looting, so hundreds of years of grievances finally broke out, and all oppressed classes in the border areas united to form a resistance army.

Iron Pilot, this is what people call Titan pilots after the outbreak of the war. The Titans in the world of Titan Fallen are not some god-like machines with a height of tens of hundreds of meters, churches, void shields, and volcano cannons and laser cannons. A humanoid machine several meters high that was initially used as agricultural machinery, yes, the prototype of the bt7274 that you are thinking about is an agricultural tractor.

The use of Titans as combat weapons is partly because the IMC is not a regular army, but a mercenary force composed of retired veterans and bounty hunters. It is called the government army, so it is naturally impossible to bring heavy tanks and Artillery and other equipment, on the other hand, is also because the Titan mobile platform has very good adaptability, can fight in all terrains and all weathers, coupled with the neural link with the driver and the emergence of the Titan intelligent core, so both sides abandoned the previous Tanks are the core of heavy armored units, but a combination of Titans and light infantry is used as an assault force, a cutting-edge tactic of launching assaults from space.

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"Go shit!"

"Try this!"

In the wide corridor outside the power cabin of the battleship, a fierce firefight was going on. Hundreds of soldiers with almost identical equipment and combat uniforms spoke various dialects, cursing and shooting. Fisher is a special soldier with the same striped indicator helmet. They are the iron pilots belonging to the IMC and the Rebel Army.

Because they were inside the battleship, these pilots couldn't make the Titans kill all directions. They could only put phase shields in front of them, and then called the rebels by name from time to time with the Kraber electromagnetic sniper rifle.

And because the iron pilot of the rebel army was attacked by surprise, he didn't bring all the equipment. He just rushed over with only a rifle and a pulse knife. Now it is very difficult to save his life, and he has no ability Those hapless riflemen.

At this moment, Fisher rushed over from behind with Holland and the others.

"The enemy is attacking!" The IMC iron pilot behind the hall threw a cross dart with white phosphorous sparks to block the exit of the corridor, and then several IMC soldiers immediately set up their flamethrowers (this thing is a machine gun) and pointed at it. The corridor rattled and tilted to fire.

"Damn!" Fischer instantly became riddled with holes in the corridor, and he could only sigh with emotion that Iron Pilot is really not an ordinary person, or that he can do whatever he wants with high technology. You must know that Iron Pilot's helmet is more than just a neural link with the Titan. Simple, seeing all directions and listening to all directions is the basic function, not to mention the advanced version of ballistic simulation and directional tracking.

"Sir, what should we do?" Holland spat, only hating himself for being weak. If he also became a pilot, he would be able to kill a few more IMC bastards!

"Don't panic, don't panic!" Fisher took a smoke bomb to seal the corridor, and then signaled Holland and the others to step back one after another. While he pretended to throw a grenade, a chain lightning was released.

"Ahh..." There was a wailing sound from the smoke, and just as Fisher was about to use his psychic powers to sense the outcome of the battle, a pulse knife with a blue light on the handle flew over.

The pulse knife inserted into the wall released a scanning pulse to find out the positions of Fisher and the others, followed by two gravitational star darts that could release the gravitational field to squeeze the space, bursting out of the smoke with the sound of lingering wind, straight Cleave to Fisher.

"Back back!" Fisher kicked the soldiers behind him and rolled on the ground. Before he got up, three IMC pilots rushed out of the smoke.

"Bang bang!" The Aogou shotgun fired dense dragon breath bombs, covering the entire corridor, leaving the riflemen behind Fisher with nowhere to hide.

"Damn!" Annoyed, Fischer reconstructed a bursting javelin with his right hand and stabbed it at one of them. Then, at the same time, he released lightning from his left hand and covered the No.2 IMC iron pilot. At this time, the No.3 IMC iron pilot had rushed to his face. .

The pulse knife that has undergone single-molecule treatment can not only be used to kill people, but also to crack electronic equipment. Now, this deadly weapon can't go any further when it stays thirty centimeters in front of Fisher.

Fisher grabbed the opponent's arm, squeezed it down with his left hand, and directly crushed the iron pilot's shoulder armor and arm together. Amid the iron pilot's painful groans, Fisher held down his blade with his right hand, Then stabbed him in the throat.

As the blade deepened, the iron pilot who was trying to struggle finally lowered his left hand powerlessly, then Fisher raised his corpse and smashed it at the No.3 iron pilot who avoided his javelin, and raised the gun himself, It shot at the half-baked second person who was scalded by the lightning shock.

The No. 3 iron pilot saw his companion died, but he did not run away. He threw two flying sparks at Fisher. At the same time, he also jumped up, and under the action of the propulsion equipment behind his buttocks, he swooped over.

"Da da da!" Fisher raised the parallel rifle in his hand, and fired at the opponent, but all the bullets passed through the opponent's body and hit the wall behind.

"Holographic projection plus phase shift!" Fisher didn't have time to think about it, and his thoughts directly slapped him behind him, but to Fisher's surprise, he slapped nothing.

on top!

Before he had time to think about it, Fisher subconsciously bent his knees to avoid the attack of the visible iron pilot. At the same time, his left hand released a bolt of lightning again, hitting the opponent, overloading the projection and phase transmission equipment.

The twitching IMC pilot took a hard look at Fisher, still wondering what was going on with this rebel who could discharge electricity, and then he was nailed to the ground by a pitch-black metal javelin.

"Pilot, it's troublesome!" Fisher got up, and the riflemen he had brought were all on the leash, even Holland was no exception. If he hadn't turned on it himself, he might have been tricked by the last guy. Die, don't underestimate your opponent!

(End of this chapter)