Chapter 352 Group Battle

Ripples appeared on the energy shields of the motorcycles of both sides, and various bullets were squeezed and deformed under the huge impact force and then bounced away.

This seemingly evenly matched situation did not last long. The leader of the Red Fish Motorcycle Group noticed something wrong and wanted to organize the personnel to disperse. Originally, he also wanted to be ruthless, thinking that the opponent's energy shield had been hit by three electromagnetic pulse bombs from his side and would definitely not be able to hold up first.

But he did not expect that the shields began to fluctuate first, and the ones that became shaky were the Red Fish at the front of his side that were hit hard by the concentrated fire.

Barat, who was sharp-eyed, naturally would not miss this subtle change. With his rich combat experience, he instantly reacted and realized that the trend of strength and weakness had reversed at this time.

This is not about the strength and weakness of hard strength such as motorcycle performance, driver skills, and experience, but the alternation of strength and weakness in mentality.

Although the Red Fish Motorcycle Group was not a top-ranked group, there were still dozens of experienced veterans in the team. They looked down on the dense formation that the Magnetic Storm Motorcycle Group had to maintain.

Although they were all rookies in the growth stage, they could still distinguish the situation clearly. They lacked confidence, and when they were faced with the deployment of the opponent's tactical formation, they could only squeeze together, and their morale became increasingly sluggish.

But after a tentative exchange of fire, the old guys of the Red Fish Group found that the opponent's energy shield could not be penetrated at all after a burst of output, and their fighting spirit was greatly reduced.

The absolute performance gap between energy shields is a situation that old drivers are most reluctant to experience, which means that their attack frequency must be kept efficient, and their own control of the car will be less fault-tolerant, which is itself a thankless act.

When the energy shield of their own car is used up, it is just meat wrapped in iron, but the energy shield of others is not moving at all. Isn't it like using your own meat wrapped in iron to touch others' iron wrapped in meat?

In the eyes of most old drivers, no matter how good their skills are, the absolute difference in the performance of the energy shield is enough to smooth out the gap in strength between drivers.

The energy shield of the Son of Infinity can be said to be bottomless in this wave of tests, which is enough to make these old guys lose all confidence.

After the exchange of fire, these drivers of the Magnetic Storm Motorcycle Group found that the Son of Infinity was not afraid of being beaten at all. In addition, both sides were standing and shooting, and their own accuracy was not bad. The old drivers who were high above in the past seemed to be no more than that.

A sense of confidence that I think I can do it again came into being. Barat keenly grasped the rise and fall of the mentality of both sides and launched a surprise attack!

The sound of the Son of Infinity starting up is still the kind of electromagnetic sound that seems to be deeply rooted in people's hearts, as if it comes from the starry sky, but now three hundred cars are started together, and the sound of the starry sky seems even more magnificent.

At Barat's signal, the three hundred Sons of Infinity only rushed to the opponent's main model, the Red Fish.

He showed a trace of disdain in his eyes for the so-called special motorcycle team with long-range fire support specially configured for urban terrain.

Such fancy functional vehicles have no place outside the city. In the desert, the emphasis is on fighting with cars, and even worse, direct collisions!

And what is the long-range fire support force in such a battle intensity?

It's like a group of flies flying around in a life-and-death battle. To Barat, it's just noisy.

This is indeed the case. The three hundred vehicles of the Son of Infinity seem to form a whole and rush into the school of red fish. This type of vehicle, which is famous for its engine horsepower, can still arouse Barat's interest.

It's not that the opponent's strength makes him feel challenging. In the past two years, the only opponent whose strength can make him feel a little challenging is the gray-haired boy of the Mechanicus.

It's because he thinks that this kind of powerful car should be a bit troublesome to chase, but now in this narrow street terrain, it's very cool to kill a car with a backhand knife!

Except for Barat who was at the front, the performance of other drivers was a bit lackluster. Most of these drivers were patrols of some small gangs, and some were long-range fire support of the motorcycle group. They were all in a position where they could not fully exercise their skills. Some of them had some experience in touching guns, while others had never even touched a large gun. Now this kind of close combat experience was almost blank.

The energy blades slashed by these rookie drivers had no skills at all, and were often blocked by the same knife of the Red Fish Group drivers. The collision of the two energy weapons was overloaded and annihilated, but even when changing weapons, the veterans of the Red Fish Group with combat experience were faster.

In the battle, these drivers' movements were simple and direct. They threw away the energy weapon with only one handle left, and took out a new energy weapon with the other hand. During the swing, the energy blade spewed out and hit the energy shield of the Son of Infinity, while most of the drivers of the Magnetron Group had just taken out their weapons from the secret compartments of the car body.

The gap in combat experience was obvious at a glance, but it was a pity that it was useless.

The energy blade slashed the shield of the Son of Infinity, but it only caused a wave of shield fluctuations, unable to completely break it. As time went on, the fluctuations caused by the energy weapon would quickly subside if there was no further attack.

Although the driver of the Magnetron Group was a beat slower or even several beats slower, he was able to directly break the energy shield of the Earth Red Fish with one slash.

Then it was the instinct of fighting. Have you ever seen pigs run before eating pork? These experienced people who started for three years have seen the melee of motorcycle groups. The driver who had slashed once slightly twisted the handlebars of the Son of Infinity and slid forward a body position to make room for the teammates behind.

Regardless of whether the driver behind him had experience in melee combat or not, he followed the empty position in a proper manner and swung out the energy blade he had just taken out. The arc of light was slightly stiff, but it was extremely powerful.

The blade slashed across the waist and abdomen of the Red Fish driver whose shield had just been broken. The blue energy blade flashed. Cutting people was not enough to put the weapon into an overload state, but the human body could not withstand the cutting of the energy weapon that was constantly vibrating at high speed. A large amount of scarlet blood was splashed and splattered, mixed with pale white broken bones.

This was also the first red on the battlefield.

The driver who was cut let out a shrill scream that was enough to go back and forth on the street.

The body that was almost broken into two pieces slid down from the Red Fish with no strength. The scene was so tragic that the other drivers of the Red Fish Group were red-eyed in an instant.

Damn newcomer! Don’t you know the rule of not using energy weapons to cut people in team battles!

When these desperate criminals thought that they might become like this, they became ruthless and decided to use their skills to the fullest to teach these ignorant rookies a lesson!