Stratholme God

Chapter 1164 Military Parade

Naturally, McDonnell felt that fighting [Iron Horde] would be a more entertaining war than Bumpman fighting mobs.

There is no way, the wrong choices in history are all cast by destruction.

Things that seem unbelievable to modern people are very common in the old days when the brain circuits were completely abnormal.

For example, when heavy machine guns appeared in front of the world for the first time in the First World War on Earth, the commanders of the rotten country had very strange brain circuits after encountering them. They ordered more infantry to be filled with machine guns in an attempt to Use human life to offset the opponent's machine gun bullets made with industrial power.

【I'll spend my life until your factory goes bankrupt】!
It's so amazing!

But think about it, ah, the one who threw it to fill in the line is the Ah San Division!
That's fine.

There are so many things, no one will really wake up if they don't touch their heads and break their blood, or even destroy the country and the clan.

Thinking of such a 'good thing', the corners of McDonald's mouth rose wildly.

I drop God!

Let's do more good things like this!

Only dead orcs are good orcs!

In the eyes of others, this is obviously a sign that His Majesty the new emperor is satisfied with the performance of the mech troops.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Even every humanoid mecha participating in the military parade has thick anti-vibration rubber 'shoes' on the soles of their feet.

The self-weight of the mecha lies here.

Even ignoring additional equipment such as heavy machine guns, Zaku alone weighs [-] tons.

Relatively speaking, the Gundam, which is essentially a magical structure, is slightly lighter in weight, which is also fifty tons.

When this terrible weight is pressed on the two-meter-long mechanical feet, no matter how to spread the weight evenly, it still gives people a feeling of shaking the earth.

That's why the military parade was held outside the city.

Just as a Gundam walked past the two-story stands built for the public, a Gundam stopped abruptly.

When the focus of the magic eye is placed there, everyone will understand in seconds.

Just on the high platform, there is a young and beautiful girl who is waving enthusiastically.

Big, very white, swaying with the breath of youth.

Gundam stopped and opened the cockpit door, revealing a handsome face.

[Situ Yanpo]: "Beautiful girl! For your beauty, I will show you a little magic trick!"

"Ah! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" The girl showed an ecstatic expression after a short surprise. Subtle demeanor.

The so-called little magic is quite simple——

Says the elite pilot: "Look, my Gundam has a ball full of fireworks."

The ball is about the size of a tennis ball in human proportions.

Of course, in the hands of the 18-meter-high Gundam, the diameter is more than one meter.

This is a rubber ball wrapped in plastic film, but there are some grape-shaped protrusions inside, I don't know what is inside.

His warm words spread to every magic mirror in the league through the live broadcast: "Look at it."

"Yeah." The girl nodded vigorously.

I saw Gao Da, who was less than half a meter away from the girl, holding the ball and swinging up and down flexibly. The speed was so fast that the plain skirt that the girl had carefully prepared was almost lifted off. The standard posture, holding down the skirt.

At this moment, when Gundam's right hand was lifted up and over the girl's head again, the ball flew high into the air.

"Look! It's gone." [Situ Yanpo]'s smile turned into a smirk.

"Ah!?" The girl was stunned for a moment, and only then did she see that such a big ball actually disappeared 'out of thin air' in Gundam's hand, which had no place to hide anything at all.

She looked left and right, looked up and down, and even leaned slightly out of the steel pipe stand to see if the ball fell to Gundam's feet.

But Gundam on the opposite side made a playful gesture of shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands - I don't have anything in my hands.

This made the girl a little ashamed.

It wasn't until this time that people's exclamations came from the back of her head, and she looked back in amazement and saw that the big ball exploded just at this moment, and many colorful balloons and a lot of colorful flowers popped out one after another. .

"Oh oh oh!"

"so beautiful!"

"Hahahahaha! That driver is so handsome!"

The voices of discussion, cheers, and praise from the people all of a sudden soared into the sky.

"You are so bad!" The girl coquettishly annoyed.

"Beautiful girl, can I, Situ Yanpo, be lucky enough to know her name?"

Hi!The routine is not afraid of the old, the key is that if it is not a classic, how can it become a routine?

"My name is……"

The sweet talk between the two of them should not be known to outsiders.

In the eyes of the public, this scene is undoubtedly a small theater that makes people smile.

The layman watches the fun, and the layman watches the doorway.

Only a true connoisseur would be astonished.

This is not human hands!
With such fine movements, even a street magician would have to go through quite a long period of contact before they can create this kind of deceptive effect.

This is an 18-meter-tall humanoid mech.

The linkage between humans and machines can already make such fine movements?
You know, just a few years ago, in similar mechs, the goblin shredder had a rough swing.It can only be swept roughly with the arm, and it cannot be finely controlled at all.As a result, this kind of humanoid machine can only engage in rough and single-action actions such as logging.

Even if it is used for combat, the Goblin Timbersaw only has extremely simple movements of lifting the chainsaw blade and swinging back and forth, and there is no third set of movements.

No way, the mechanically designed ceiling was here.

So what is shocking?

This is!
Seeing this scene, the two goblin trade princes who are watching the broadcast in the tribe at this moment are not only itchy with hatred, but also very greedy... It would be great if they could steal or snatch the mecha technology of the alliance.

They don't know that even if they steal this level of black technology, they can't imitate it.

This involves too many doorways:
First of all, they need to get a sufficiently sophisticated magic control system, a set of top-secret magic transmission technology that resists elemental interference, secondly, Anveena who is willing to build a solar furnace for them, and then high-strength metal mines, and Enough smelting technology, in the end they need a group of players who are immortal, mentally strong enough to explode, and whose reaction level is comparable to that of heroes, as well as the knowledge of starting a university degree, and players with strong enough technology.

Among the above conditions, if any one is missing, the tribe's road to the mecha will be blocked.

Of course, there is never a lack of improvisation in this world. I don’t know what the imitation of the tribe will look like after every technology is crooked...

The audience originally thought that the mecha troop was the climax of the military parade, but when the aircraft carriers as huge as towns broke through the clouds and descended slowly, passing through the sky south of Stratholme, the people were all dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)