"What, don’t want to fight anymore? My hand speed can’t match the speed of your metal brain’s thoughts, can’t beat you. But..." Fatty, a master of psychology, instantly caught Reinhardt’s hesitation, hooked his finger, and leered, "I can tease you!"
Saying this, Fatty held his hands up to his chest and suddenly made a T-shape: "Pause!"
Reinhardt was shocked, his body instinctively flickered to the side, only to realize that in front of him was a vast emptiness, nothing was there.
With a puff, this time, it was Bonnie, standing on the mountaintop, who burst out laughing.
After watching for so long, who doesn’t understand now, in terms of strength, Reinhardt can be said to be the top king among the mecha pilots of this era. Ordinary mecha pilots, even Level 9 Mecha Warriors, probably couldn’t withstand a single move from him.
Yet, no matter how strong Reinhardt becomes, the annoying Fatty is always his nemesis! Only Fatty and his shabby Mecha with unpredictable tricks dare tease Reinhardt in such a disadvantaged situation.
Based on her understanding of Reinhardt, surely, this cunning and graceful Gazalin noble must be driven mad by Fatty’s blatant teasing act by now.
On the SkyNet displayed by the Command Mecha, Fatty raised the left forearm of the mecha, pretended to check the time, and leisurely said, "In Sunset Mountain, you fought continuously for over ten hours, fled here, and have been fighting intensely with me for so long. What’s wrong, isn’t your metal brain hurting?"
Reinhardt, who was about to launch an attack, suddenly stopped.
Fatty’s voice was calm. However, in the ears of him and the other Judger mecha pilots, it was like a thunderbolt.
The fusion of mechanical electronics and the human brain has a very low success rate, even for these Judgers who have passed life and death trials, they will face one problem for life - excessive brainpower usage, leading to fainting at the slightest, death at the worst!
This flaw does not have a specific standard; it varies from person to person. Some can fight continuously for more than ten hours but might faint within seconds when maintaining extreme brainpower output for twenty to thirty seconds. And some might only fight continuously for less than two hours, but as long as they rest for a few minutes, they can fight again for the same duration.
Most of the Judgers can’t sustain brainpower intensity enough for more than five hours of continuous combat. High-intensity combat under nerve strain should not exceed half an hour.
If it’s during a large-scale battle lasting from dozens of hours to several weeks, they need ample rest time during pauses in combat. Also, a squad of Judgers won’t all be deployed at once but in rotation according to their different combat durations.
In the battle of Sunset Mountain, many Judgers had died from overexerting their brains due to continuous deployment, killed by the bandit army. However, back then, they were aggressively attacking, and the reputation of the Judgers couldn’t be tarnished, so everyone charged under Reinhardt’s strict orders. Several voluntary retreats midway were also for this reason.
This is the biggest secret of the Binart Empire’s entire Transformed People program. How could this Fatty know?
For a moment, the Judgers looked at Fatty as if they had seen a living ghost!
"Originally, you still had the chance to escape. If you had chosen to break out from the start, we really weren’t confident in completely killing you all. But now..." Fatty grimly smiled, lunging towards Reinhardt, his shout shaking the entire battlefield, ".....stay here, all of you! I want to entertain you well!"
"Go!" With a sharp shout from the communicator, Fourth Squadron Captain Walther and Sixth Squadron Captain Maiy charged like mad tigers, each swinging furiously to repel the few Devil Mechas in front of them, soaring into the sky, rushing out of the battle first. The few remaining Judgers also soared simultaneously.
Fatty’s words finally made Walther and Maiy make the decision they had long wanted to make.
Three hundred Judgers, now only a dozen left. And Reinhardt showed no intention of ordering a breakout. To kill that shabby mecha, he disregarded all the Judgers being besieged by the bandit army. Sacrificing their lives for such a person, just thinking about it was stifling!
If they had thoughts of the honor of the Judgers before, wanting to hold out until Bellif’s reinforcements arrived, then when Fatty unveiled their weakness, they realized that the reason they held out until now wasn’t because their strength was that much greater than those bandit army mecha pilots, but because those black Devils didn’t want to pay any price to kill them!
Walther and Maiy led the surviving Judgers, desperately charging outward. Trying to carve a bloody path out.
At this moment, neither of them saw the cold smile on Fatty’s lips, nor did they see the cold gaze in Margaret’s phoenix eyes, when she set down the communicator in the Fei Alliance Command Center far away in Phoenix City. They also didn’t know that their frantic escape was exactly what this highly intelligent couple hoped to see.
Before killing them, Fatty and Margaret would squeeze their value to the utmost.
Now, the Myth of the Judgers had come to an end.
As the two squadron leaders turned to break out, Reinhardt knew that he no longer had a chance to kill Fatty. And none of the thirteen Judgers could escape. With almost no hesitation, he turned and leaped, like a great bird, launching at a Rampage vehicle blocking the path opposite to Walther and the others.