Counterfeit Hero Chapter 1160 - 7: Junk Mecha (5)

"Are there any chas left?" Fatty’s voice trembled a little. Although he knew the possibility of having chas was almost zero, he clung to a sliver of hope. He could almost be sure that the main base on the other side had already been occupied by the enemy. To walk out of here alive, without chas, there wasn’t even a glimr of hope!

"chas....." Nash’s bitter laugh made Fatty’s heart sink. However, the next sentence made his eyes suddenly light up.

Nash said bitterly, "The chanical Armor Team in the company is wiped out. Out of eleven chas, only one is heavily damaged and unable to move. All the others are destroyed."

"Unable to move?" Fatty was stunned and then started laughing foolishly, "Hehehe."

Nash raised his eyelids in bewildernt, only to be dragged up by Fatty.

"Take there!"

Under the confused gazes of the warriors, the two bent over and trudged through the mud and water, quickly running toward the cha trench on the right side of the base. Excited, Fatty only understood how severe the damage was to the cha when he saw it with his own eyes.

What appeared before them was a Chuckna [Taixing] Eighth Generation Single Soldier cha. Upon seeing it, a series of data flooded Fatty’s mind.

[Taixing] stands 720 centiters tall and weighs 56 tons. It’s completely black. Humanoid structure. It carries two GH2058 monorail cycle ion engines from Marlow Company. Electronic balance system. Double connecting rod reciprocating drive. Equipped with two anti-aircraft missiles and four ground missiles, two 56mm energy machine guns, and a 210mm caliber Energy Cannon.

The characteristic of this cha is its stable performance, simple structure, and easy maintenance, with very balanced technical indices. Because both its structure and suspension system are new-generation close combat designs, this cha is the first close-combat version from Chuckna that differs from the Seventh Generation cha. Since entering service in 2059, it has accumulated six series models. It is the main cha of the Chuckna Armored Forces.

In terms of appearance, [Taixing] looks a bit clumsy. But Fatty knows that this cha is not only sturdy and powerful but also very agile. As long as it’s controlled properly, it’s definitely a close combat killer. At least, it’s far superior to that Jiepeng’s [Fushan] on the other side!

However, good as it is, the cha in front of them is in a terrible state.

The entire cha could be described as unrecognizable. The external armor was riddled with large holes, and the casing on the left chest and right abdon had split open, exposing the wires and components inside. Part of the head was missing, leaving only a single eye and a chest-mounted observation lens for the visual system. The radar and fire control seed to have been destroyed, completely useless, and not a single Energy Cannon was left, even the missiles had all been launched.

If these damages were sowhat acceptable, then the right arm, broken off at the elbow, and the left leg, severed at the knee, would certainly shatter any hopeful illusions about this cha.

"Damn it!" Unrelenting, Fatty quickly climbed into the cha’s cockpit.

"Pipi! Co here!"

"Coming!" The little kid scuttled over to the cha, climbed up the fallen arm, and squeezed into the cockpit.

What’s Fatty asking the kid to do, hiding in there?

The Chuckna Warriors exchanged bewildered glances. Nash and Fatty’s every move was now the focus of the entire battlefield’s attention. After a brief rest, most of the Chuckna Warriors, except those on alert at the front lines, ran to the cha trench out of curiosity. Even among them, so newbie bandit soldiers watched with interest.

The communicator was broken, and the computer-assisted system showed no response.

"Check the communicator, see if there’s any way to connect to SkyNet," Fatty instructed the little kid.

"Easy." Pipi flipped the backup power switch, igniting the engine and excitedly exclaid, "Fatty, the engine’s good!"

"I knew it!" Fatty focused on the control panel, his thoughts unreadable: "This ti, we’ll rely on it!" Saying this, he wriggled out of the cockpit, "Is there a chanical repair arm?"

Around the cha, the Chuckna Warriors stared up stupidly at Fatty.

Nash glanced at his watch, then at the wreck of a cha; his face twitched as he realized that Fatty was one hell of a madman!

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.This ti finished before twelve; eight thousand ans eight thousand, brazenly reaching out for tickets!!!

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