Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 549 Advantages?

As the long-range combat phase began, Keto raised his hands toward Mu Xiang. The next moment, roaring artillery fire erupted from Keto's arms, shoulders, and all the visible and hidden gun barrels around the cockpit.

The pilots of the Cetor were not stupid, or rather, none of the people who could become mechanical dragons were stupid... By the standards of this world, or more precisely, by the standards of this Earth, they were all exceptionally talented individuals.

Upon learning that Mu Xiang had chosen Włowlski No. 29, he immediately decided on his playing style. This was information properly recorded in the match information; no espionage was needed.

That's right, his fighting style is to use his strengths to attack the weaknesses of others. The Matsumoto 13's long-range capabilities are average among mainstream models. It can't beat the United States' latest Matsumoto 14, let alone the Allied Forces' latest Vowalsky 42, but it can easily defeat the Vowalsky 29, which specializes in close combat!
Even melee mechs aren't immune to artillery fire. The lack of ranged systems in melee mechs further confirms that they pose virtually no threat to their opponents unless they engage in close combat. This is a simple example of an offense-defense imbalance: your attacks can't threaten your opponent, and your defenses can't withstand their attacks…

So what makes you think you can win?

This isn't like putting two mechs together and having a melee. There are standard procedures. Even if this mech survives the close combat, how much strength can it exert in the subsequent melee phase, dragging its already damaged body? This kind of simulation was already done by the United States when the Vovallsky 20 series was being developed.

The conclusion is that this series of mechs is more suited to the gladiatorial combat model within the Allied powers than to external gladiatorial combat. Unless, of course, the Allies can make international gladiatorial combat their model as well.

But how could that be... This gladiatorial combat isn't something they can change at will; the right of interpretation rests with the referee committee.

The pilot of the Cetor used the tactics he had simulated countless times in his mind, going all out from the start. Against a mech with little ranged combat capability, the best approach was to defeat it before engaging in close combat.

While Matsumoto 13's close-combat skills are by no means weak, this Allied mech dragon seems to be no ordinary opponent... The fact that he dared to choose Vovallsky 29 suggests he has some ulterior motives. If he doesn't capitalize on his advantages, he might suffer a significant loss.

Looking at the slender Volvarsky 29 ahead, the pilot of the Zetto nodded again. This mech most likely hadn't been fitted with anything extra. Whether it was armor or long-range weapons, exceeding a certain standard would change the mech's form, but this mech's appearance remained perfectly standard, ruling out that possibility.

That's why he believed that Keto would never lose... Mu Xiang's mech would have a big problem with withstanding long-range combat. Was he really going to rely on that rudimentary aiming system to intercept Keto's firepower?

Mu Xiang gave his answer... The pilot of the Cetor was right; Mu Xiang wouldn't expect to launch an interceptor missile with a rudimentary aiming system.

Because he only needs to use his eyes.

What dazzled the average viewer, forcing the mechanical dragon to rely on its aiming system for its barrage of fire, appeared pitifully slow to Mu Xiang. He didn't know when it started, but the world Mu Xiang perceived had become completely different from everyone else's… and this "everyone else" wasn't even defined by ordinary people, but by the Reincarnation Team. Ordinary time-space scales were meaningless to him, because the perception that had sprouted within his body and consciousness had long surpassed such standards.

“That’s exactly how I need you to think… Luckily you’re not stupid,” Mu Xiang said in a low voice, then pulled the trigger.

Without needing to activate the aiming system, Mu Xiang could clearly see all the trajectories from the cockpit alone. The speed, angle, and trajectory of each shot were crystal clear to him.

Vovarsky 29 raised his right arm, and then the hand cannon and machine gun roared simultaneously. An air cannon, which had been stored in his palm, fired first. Originally intended for close-quarters suppression, the air cannon plunged headlong into the barrage of fire from the Keto.

In Mu Xiang's eyes, the dense barrage of bullet comments was broken open from the inside out at this moment. It was like a bubble, growing from small to large, or from nothing to something... The originally omnipresent "emptiness" surged inward at this moment, gathering into a continuously expanding void.

Meanwhile, the machine gun bullets fired by Mu Xiang at an odd angle underwent a peculiar change after passing through the cavitation bubble. Although the trajectory did not change from curved to straight, the bullets somehow managed to penetrate Keto's defensive perimeter in a scattered yet orderly manner, seemingly without losing any power.

The next moment, a deafening explosion of air drowned out the rest of the gunfire. The Keto's barrage was completely torn apart, and the few remaining stray bullets merely grazed the outer edge of the Vovallsky 29... This level of power was naturally insufficient to cause enough damage. Meanwhile, the bullets fired by Mu Xiang all struck the Keto's fuselage.

These sounds were all masked by the deafening roar of the air cannons exploding. Not to mention the audience, even the host watching on this side might not have been able to see clearly. They only thought that the two sides were attacking and intercepting each other, which naturally caused a lot of explosions. Whether they hit or missed, it was too much to see.

But this isn't for them to see.

Mu Xiang hoped the referee would see this... As for the opponent, they were no longer the important figures. However, the pilot of the Cettor was indeed frightened at this moment. According to the system's detection, the machine gun bullets that deflected from the air cannons came in a scattered manner, but after hitting the Cettor, they actually circled the cockpit neatly?
This is shockingly coincidental... but if it's not a coincidence, it's even more terrifying. Either the Allies have mastered aiming technology beyond the United States' comprehension, or the opponent before us is a monster beyond human understanding!

It wasn't until spare parts overflowed and pushed the spent cartridge cases out that the driver of the Cetto realized he shouldn't have repaired it directly... The bullets were now embedded there, beyond any further use. If they had stayed in that state, they could have been taken back for analysis by technicians.

After a moment of random thoughts, he realized he had wasted several seconds... and Mu Xiang still hadn't attacked him?
His gaze sharpened as he saw that Volvarsky 29's hands were both aimed at him, and two laser beams landed on Keto's body. This wasn't laser cutting, but merely a basic aiming aid.

At this moment, Mu Xiang nodded to him, and then... launched all the missiles.

(End of this chapter)