Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 536 - 343 Mecha Strike (Two updates of ten
Chapter 536: Chapter 343: Mecha Strike (Two updates of ten thousand words, asking for monthly passes!)
Chapter 536: Chapter 343: Mecha Strike (Two updates of ten thousand words, asking for monthly passes!)
Southern Plain, when a steel torrent shook the earth.
Beneath the ground, feeling the tremors, constructs of steel and flesh had awoken from their dormant state.
Spider Main Battle Mecha, model number A-180, its meat tumors actively wriggling, awakened from its standby mode.
Hao Guyu, the pilot of this Spider Mecha, took a deep breath as his neural sensors connected with the mecha’s biological radar.
This biological radar specialized in acoustic detection, infrared radiation, and electromagnetic pulse detection, capabilities that also existed in the natural world.
The sonar of bats provided inspiration for radar development, and serpents used infrared radiation to track and capture prey, like the famously known Rattlesnake Missile. Its initial design was inspired by the desert rattlesnake of California in Beautiful Country.
The sensor nerves on the duck-billed platypus’s elongated, flat bill could detect electrical pulses emitted by prey in murky waters.
The sensing capabilities of Tianyuan Biological’s poisonous insects were even stronger. After modifications, the biological radar became the eyes and ears of the Spider Main Battle Mecha.
Through the sensory perception of the biological radar, Hao Guyu already knew what kind of enemy he was facing—a massive armored torrent.
There was no fear in his eyes, only boiling blood.
Hao Guyu did not act immediately but allowed the enemy to come closer and closer.
As per the pre-arranged action plan, the First Mecha Combat Brigade would corral the prey into an encirclement and then commence free hunting.
In front of the steel torrent, tracks crushed the earth, a multitude of tanks and armored vehicles made the ground shake, pebbles jumped, and the mechanical roar drew closer and closer.
Behind them, 36 self-propelled howitzers with 155 mm caliber slowly stopped. The gunners, following coordinates reported by unmanned reconnaissance drones, started adjusting their guns, preparing to fire at the fleeing Steel Camp Genetic Soldiers.
24 rocket artillery vehicles also stopped. Towering rocket mouths aimed forward, large rockets peeked out, ready for a rocket barrage on the Steel Camp Soldiers.
The massive steel torrent seemed capable of crushing all enemies before it, instilling fear in anyone who saw it, likely sending shivers down their spine.
Yet unknown to them, as this steel torrent prepared to strike at the Steel Camp, they too had entered the optimal hunting range of the Spider Main Battle Mecha.
Leading the armored torrent were the faster armored reconnaissance vehicles.
Following these reconnaissance vehicles were various models of main battle tanks.
One of these M1A2 main battle tanks had a commander, Blak Bowie, who popped half his body out of the tank’s hatch, faced the oncoming wind, and could not help but remark, “Who would have thought that in modern warfare, we’d still see such a massive deployment of armored forces, feels like fighting a World War II scale war with modern technology.”
Blak was a lieutenant sergeant of Beautiful Country, serving in the First Cavalry Division.
This was a unit with distinguished service, having participated in the Pacific War, the An Nan War, the Gulf War, and the Iraq War, among others.
Aside from purchasing arms, Siam also hired numerous instructors from Beautiful Country. Through Beautiful Country’s military higher-ups, they brought over many sergeants from the First Cavalry Division at high costs.
That’s how Blak came to Siam, to train the armored soldiers of Siam whom he considered to have low combat skills.
When the war between Siam and Chan Country started, he initially wanted to stay out of it, but he couldn’t refuse the hefty sum Siam offered, so he continued to serve and fight in Siam’s Heavy Armored Division.
“Haha, Blak, keep crawling slowly behind with your slow turtle; once you catch up, you can kiss my ass.”
Laughter came from the side, as a Striker Armored Vehicle dashed forward.
The vehicle commander across was Blak’s old friend Riley, who also served in the First Cavalry Division.
Riley poked his head out of the hatch, waved at him, and the armored vehicle sped past, splashing mud onto the M1A2 main battle tank.
This type of 8X8 wheeled armored vehicle, measuring 6.98 meters long and 2.64 meters tall, and weighing several tons, could reach highway speeds of over one hundred kilometers per hour, much faster than a tank.
“Fool, save that butt for the ladyboys to enjoy.”
Blak retorted with a laugh, pulled out a cigarette and shouted to the tank driver, “Forward, rush, rush, rush, speed up and kick that bastard’s ass.”
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As he spoke, Blak took out a lighter, cupped one hand to shield it from the wind, and pressed down on the lighter.
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud bang sounded from up front., and a Commando Armored Vehicle flipped over.
“Damn it, a mine? Reverse, reverse right now!”
Blak’s hand shook, dropping the lighter inside the tank, but he didn’t bother to pick it up.
Watching the overturned armored vehicle, he thought it had hit an anti-tank mine because it was too far to see clearly.
Nearby armored vehicles began to slow down and stop, and command from the back immediately ordered mine-clearing vehicles to move forward.
But at that moment, Blak’s pupils suddenly dilated.
Because right in front of him to the right, the Striker Armored Vehicle driven by his old friend Riley, which had originally stopped and turned off its engine, seemed to be lifted by something. The several-ton vehicle kept rising higher and higher.
The next second, a giant creature with eight metallic legs, towering over ten meters high, resembling a massive spider, burst from the ground.
The several-ton armored vehicle in front of it was like a tiny bean, lifted high by the opponent.
