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"Target locked! Tactical control options: 1. Counterattack, 2. Mark."

"It's indeed a Tulip product! It hasn't been used for at least 60 years, and the tactical control module can still be used."

Oscar chose the mark without hesitation. Although counterattack can defeat the enemy with one blow, the clue will be broken. If it is impulsive behavior, it is fine. If it is premeditated and prepared, then he is not even planning who He doesn't know.

"Are...are you kidding! Why can his mecha move!"

A beam of laser fire from the laser on the mech's shoulder ignited the grass where the shooter was hiding.

If the old-fashioned laser does not continue to irradiate, it will at most cause damage from the flames of a lighter, and basically cannot kill people, but it is more than enough to mark the position of the enemy.

"Attack!" Following Oscar's operation, the mech ran towards the marked position at high speed like the No. [-] machine rushing to attack.

The electronic modules of the early mechs were not perfect, so they used a purely mechanical balance system, relying on complex mechanical structures to maintain the balance and operation of the body, which required extremely high machining accuracy, and only micron-level machining accuracy could be achieved. This is almost impossible for a civilization that has just caused the industrial revolution. A group of workers using internal combustion engines cannot create such a high-precision machine tool in a short time.

However, Chengying took a short-cut technical route at the beginning, using the ultra-high-precision stamping technology of the soul guide, stamping high-precision machine tools, and reversely promoting the development of mechanical technology, which led to the unscientific precision of the early Tulip mecha. But there is no complete numerical control system.

But this just gave Tulip's early mecha an industrial aesthetic. The interlocking parts are cleverly combined, and the hydraulic rods squirm like tense muscles, providing strong power for the mecha. , combining power and beauty closely.

The galloping mecha looks like the best athlete, with simple and powerful movements, gravel splashes under the metal soles, and the acceleration brought by inertia decreases proportionally, making this scene look like slow motion, which makes it even more shocking.

After the soul power disappeared, it had been a long time since anyone saw such a powerful scene. The rifle in the sniper's hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

"A mecha with pure mechanical power!" Compared with the rigid tactical control module, the mechanical structure of the mecha is like a work of art. Even among Tulip's mechas, this one is extraordinary, because this Chengying uses The pinnacle work of tens of thousands of limited prayers, the mechanical power has almost been optimized to the point where there is no room for optimization.

At the beginning, they even toured in the major soul fighting arenas, and the mecha that has not been optimized to a full body can fight against the soul saint without losing the wind. It was a good thing that everyone knew at the time, but Oscar and the others were too young to People recognize this antique.

In this age when soul masters were not around, the power of this antique was beyond Oscar's imagination. Only after entering the cockpit did he realize that the thing in front of him was controlled by body movements.The feeling is no different from manipulating one's own body, and it can even enhance the driver's athletic ability, as if he has become really powerful, and has a steel body that is [-] meters and comes with various weapons.

Oscar was like a flash of lightning, tearing apart the cornfield in the blink of an eye, and grabbed the sniper.

At this time, the sniper was already frightened. He couldn't beat a mecha of this level before his soul power collapsed, let alone now. For the alloy armor with a layer of [-] mm or more on this thing, he couldn't fight it. There is no difference between the weapon in hand and the fire stick.

"Forgive...forgive your life!"

"Huh? Aren't you guys going to kill me?" Oscar threw the sniper on the ground: "Where are your accomplices, tell them to come out by themselves! Otherwise, I will find them out myself."

The six-barreled Vulcan cannon on the arm of the mecha slowly rotated, and the clanging sound of the bullets being loaded made one's scalp tingle.

No one doubted that the metal ejected from the black muzzle could smash the skull of his mortal body.

"He...they are all in the third room over there! They are all there! My lord, please spare me!" The sniper sold out his accomplice without hesitation.

"Hehe!" Oscar threw him on the ground, knocked out his head, and then quickly drove to the pointed hiding place. In the room, a group of people fled in a hurry after seeing this scene. Wouldn't they wait to die if they didn't run at this time?

However, they have never been able to run in mechs. Their 1.5-meter-long legs run much faster than them, and there are propellers behind them. They run like flying, and they are too late even if they sneak away.

Anesthesia needles were shot out one after another, hitting their bodies without missing a beat, and everyone fell to the ground in response.

Oscar dragged all these people together, saw a total of 23 people lying in a row, and looked at the surrounding cornfields that had not been seriously damaged, feeling something in his heart.

"Relying on the inheritance of tulips, there is a limit after all. It has taken less than a hundred years for tulips to come to this day. Could it be that if I retrace the path of the predecessors, can't even revive civilization in a hundred years?" Oscar said. Looking at the 23 people on the ground, he fell into deep thought. He is not someone with lofty aspirations, nor does he believe that with greater ability comes greater responsibility, but seeing his country slipping into the abyss step by step, he always feels uneasy. It can't be called enlightenment, but he just wants to do something, at least he still has the ability to do something.

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"Renaissance of civilization? What are you kidding?" The sniper hit his thigh with the freshly broken corn and looked at Oscar with crazy eyes.

"Can't it? What loss does this have to you? You know, even if I kill you, I would not be too exaggerated. I just want to try. There is no reason why we can't do what Tulip can do. The people in front of us It's just a field with no end in sight. Is there anything more suitable for starting farming than this?

Back then, the Duke of Tulip, with the [-] gold coins he snatched from the robbers, was able to start a business from nothing in Tiandou City. Our conditions have been improved many times. Do we just sit back and watch the civilization decline?

We have received compulsory education for so long, and learned so much knowledge in order to live. Are you willing to let all this rot in your own mind and become the swan song of history?

It's just re-walking the path of our ancestors, it's just re-igniting the steel furnace, re-wielding the farm tools, relying on hard work and sweat, the sickle and the hammer can pave the way forward, we have nothing to be afraid of! "

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"Civilization revival? Are you kidding me?" In the ruins of the barracks, the soldiers looked at Montoya, whose face was covered in dust, with incredulous expressions on their faces.

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"Renaissance of civilization?!"

Under the withered giant tree of life, Di Tian, ​​who had re-formed into a giant dragon, glanced at the many soul beasts that had been transformed into prototypes: "How dare you!"

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In the Star Luo Empire, Luo Yan covered his blind Sharingan, and stared at the red and glaring iron block with his only remaining eye: "Civilization revival!"

Under the hammer, sparks fly!

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A single spark can start a prairie fire!

[To be continued]

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