"Weapons are full, you mutant dog!" - everyone has a share

S05 Sector Command

The Survivor Alliance's 2nd Special Independent Action Squad

Sergeant Patrick Flo

"Is this the plan you are talking about?" said Madman, teasingly, "crashing into a tank with a bumper car?"

Patrick sat in the driver's seat, waiting for the cyclops and the AED system to sync. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, forget it, let's take it as a loss......" said madly and helplessly. He went back to the computer and adjusted the Cyclops' settings.

After two minutes, the system is synced, and all of Cyclops' data is passed into Patrick's brain, and it is updated in real time. It's as if the whole vehicle is part of Patrick's body, and he knows exactly what is wrong. At the same time, his Force Field Shield can also be applied to the entire Cyclops, not to him personally.

"Explain in advance, you will bear all the consequences, and you don't have the patience to test anyway. ”

Madness brings the curtain down.

"We have to wait, the door is being cut. ”

"Understood. ”

Patrick is not in a hurry, he also needs to contact the commander to discuss with him how to break the dilemma of disrupted communications.

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"Aha, pretty! The elites I sent out were all killed by that damn guy at once!" Buffon said in a loud voice, deliberately emphasizing someone's existence, "and the little trick that worked to deceive Griffin's poor puppet was ruined by him alone." ”

"He also has a tactical humanoid. The adjudicator added.

"You think I'm joking, if he hadn't been alive, we'd have broken through the enemy's defenses!"

"That's what I said~" the adjudicator laughed, "But what I'm saying is also true." ”

"What would that puppet be without this guy?" he said, covering his forehead, "Oh my God, am I playing the harp to a cow?"

"Uh-huh~Who knows~"

"So, have you figured out how to get rid of this ...... Damn bed bugs?"

"No~"

"That's pretty good...... Buffon almost went crazy.

"Because there's no need," the adjudicator had to explain before Scar Man erupted, "the communications are blocked, no supplies are arriving, and I think you should know exactly what will happen in a few days." ”

"Ah, nonsense, but the night is full of dreams. If only there was a ......"

"No, Marshal, the [umbrella] virus is on the Engineer - the safest place at the moment. If they hadn't destroyed the Umbrella virus first, they wouldn't have survived for three days. ”

"That super bastard mech?"

"That's right~"

"Perfect! ”

"However, if the engineer is defeated, we are not far from death ~Marshal~"

"Shut your crow's mouth!"

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"The reconnaissance team has confirmed that the [Umbrella] virus is indeed on the iron-blooded mecha. ”

"yes, I see. ”

"But there were a lot of iron bloods on the road, and the number of dragoons was ten, to say the least. ”

"Don't worry, Commander," Patrick said, "I'm not alone. ”

"I really can't help it, I'll leave it to you. ”

"Yes. ”

"Patrick, the door is open, let's strike!"

That's of course. Patrick was at full speed, and the cyclops rushed out of the hangar.

Suddenly, a behemoth appeared on the empty airstrip, and made such a big movement that it was impossible for Iron Will not to notice. The dragoons surrounded him from all sides and formed a mobile force to intercept Patrick.

Just give them a try.

The bulky-looking cyclops were unusually nimble, and most of the beam bullets fired by the dragoons passed at extremely small distances and did not hit the target, making the actual ineffective attacks even more useless. While the upper body of the cyclops rotated to dodge, the machine guns mounted on both sides could always reimburse a dragoon with one or two bullets.

It didn't take long for the dragoons attacking the cyclops to fall to the ground.

However, that wasn't enough, as Patrick went on a rampage in a cyclops, turning the enemy encirclement into chaos. The iron-blooded humanoid that won't run away is either crushed into meat sauce or smashed to pieces by machine guns.

Exiting the airport, Patrick turned to the road. His goal is the city's gymnasium, where the Iron Boss awaits him on the football field.

"Warning: Detected that this unit has been locked by a Javelin missile. ”

Javelin missiles?Did you lock me while I was being attacked by dragoons?

Patrick found the button that emitted infrared smoke, and the Javelin missile was deflected from target due to interference, landing ten meters away from the Cyclops.

However, staying in hiding is not a long-term solution, and Patrick still needs to find the attacker and eliminate the threat.

"Crazy, you're listening. ”

"Machine One is ready," said the madman, "I said, I still have to write the control program of the cyclops, can you solve it quickly." ”

"Javelin missiles of the enemy. ”

"Yes, it's really calling," he complained, "locked on, ground-to-ground missile launched." ”

A volley of missiles flew out of the airfield behind him, then turned around in the air and flew to the ground. A round of ground bombardment made Patrick feel the earth shaking, and the roar echoed in his ears, and he couldn't disperse for a long time.

The cyclops drove onto the overpass, and Patrick just had to get off the overpass and turn left to reach the stadium. However, things didn't seem to be as easy as he thought, and the bridge ahead was suddenly blown up, and the cyclops didn't have time to brake and fell.

In the midst of the smoke, Patrick scanned the soldiers of the Confederation around him, carrying RPGs and pointing at him on one knee.

He was tired of the stalking of the Revolution.

Dozens of rockets hit the Cyclops, irritating or frightening shocks, smoke from gunpowder and shock waves, and then silence.

Just when the infantry of the Revolutionary Union thought they had succeeded, the burst of gunfire in the smoke tore apart their bodies and hopes. Patrick didn't mean to create drama, and his eyes were still insensitive. Attacking when the enemy is taken lightly is his only thought.

"This is the second plane, arriving at the target location. Patrick said.

The Cyclops drove through the ruined walls into the stadium, which was presumably the entrance of the Iron Boss into the stadium, and with one shot broke through several walls to the football field.

Patrick cautiously drove inside, only to find the iron-blooded mech standing in the stands.

"Huh, those Griffin humanoids ran away and sent one of these guys to perfunctory me?" the iron-blooded leader of the two ponytails sitting on the mech sneered with disdain over a loudspeaker.

"Discover the target. ”

"I couldn't tell the winner from the yellow fight last time, this time I will definitely blast you into cannon fodder with a stronger [I]!"

Patrick, who wasn't going to strike first, had to wait for the engineer to finish his sentence - who called the other party a little ghost.

With the help of thrusters, the mecha jumped onto the football field, and the weapons on both sides opened, revealing the muzzles of two black holes. Two guns full of pipes and of terrible caliber.

"Die!" roared the Engineer, and a beam of focused energy shot out of the barrel, a formidable piece of technology.

Beam cannon.