The knee-mounted guns are still used as thrusters, while the vents on the abdomen and left arm are half-restored to the weapon's function. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Roy's mech didn't drive at full power like Liang Chong was used to, and was extremely restrained in the injection of viscous fuel. But the seemingly much shorter flames were enough to force Liang Chong not to approach.

But he still has bullets, doesn't he? Roy's mecha will definitely not fly for long, and Liang Chong is concentrating his firepower to knock down Roy, a moth that doesn't even have wings!

The distance between the two was not far enough to be inaccurate. Even though Roy's dodging movements were as light and subtle as falling leaves in the breeze, there were still a lot of bullets hitting Roy, some of them more like violent cyclones, which could push her far away, almost tearing her already cracked mech to shreds like a gale tearing dead leaves.

And all this will be reflected in her flesh!

The tinkling sound of a bullet hitting a mecha is essentially a pop sound that tears flesh and skin. The loss of an arm and the pain of being disemboweled, scorched Roy's brain, and scribbled on her retina with a crayon, filling her eyes with colorful and jumble lines.

However, at the same time, Roy's mood was extraordinarily calm. Seizing a small gap in Liang Chong's attack, Roy fired a simplified steel spear bullet, two of which hit the barrel of Liang Chong's right arm, and only needed a small bore explosion that tore Liang Chong's right arm. At the same time, she fired her last homing bomb, burrowed behind Liang Chong while he was in a hurry, and did not really hit him in the back - both of them had tried this with the homing bomb, only to find that the other could dodge it - and exploded in the air, lifting Liang Chong forward, right at Roy's feet, and she kicked him in the door. If this were a real person, his jaw would have crumbled into powder.

Unfortunately, it wasn't a real person. The so-called face door is just an analogy, probably in the position of the window. So Liang Chong just took two steps back sharply to stabilize his body, raised his two arms again, and designed towards Roy. The right arm spat out two electric sparks and then did not move, but the machine gun in the left arm dutifully sprayed tongues of fire.

Roy continued to shield himself with his left arm while landing in mid-air.

The mech, which could have ejected machine gun bullets without leaving any traces, was already in a pothole at the moment.

Liang Chong was overjoyed. Look, she won't last long! And she was the first generation of machine, and there were fewer weapons and ammunition than his one, and now it is estimated that she has run out of ammunition and food!

Victory is in sight!

The panel in Liang Chong's cockpit lit up with a red light.

He was running out of ammunition himself.

Liang Chong pursed his lips.

Counting the amount of ammo, Roy's mechs are indeed basically running out, but the tar for the flame-spraying is definitely still there. When this mecha was first built, in order to make up for the lack of ammunition, he specially built a large tar tank.

His own armor wouldn't last long and couldn't be hit by her flames, so he couldn't melee anymore. Is there anything you can do to replenish your ammunition?

Suddenly, Liang Chong had a flash of inspiration. He saw his right arm, which had been discarded by Roy in a corner of the field.

There is also a magazine on it.

So Liang Chong quickly approached Roy's right arm while suppressing Roy with firepower to prevent her from getting closer. Soon he picked up his right arm, and sure enough, there was a machine gun and two drums on it. Without saying a word, he dismantled the machine gun and opened heavy fire on Roy!

However, on the opposite side of the tongue of fire, sparks flew in the form of Brownian motion, not at all like hitting a mecha!

In the firelight, the silver light shone brightly, as if a dragon was swimming.

Roy ignited the jet guns once more, and flew swiftly towards Liang Chong, while holding the knife in one hand, swinging it sharply and neatly in front of him, his movements as smooth as a battle-hardened swordsman.

It was Liang Chong's machete!

No, it's not right, it's Roy's, it's the same as Liang Chong's, it's the standard configuration of the mecha. But she obviously won't use it! Not to mention wielding the knife in a hurry, just lifting that knife can make her lose her center of gravity, okay!

Could it be that a top swordsman suddenly possessed Roy? Or is Roy actually a hidden master of cold weapons?

You have to be able to fly a mech, too!

Liang Chong's head is a bit of a crash!

The machine gun in his hand was still spraying tongues of fire. The rattle of the bullet sent Liang back to his senses. He shouted in high spirits, whatever was going on with her, he was going to beat her into a sieve!

"Ahhhh

Roy is yelling too!

Little did she know that the roar was tearing at her throat. She hurts! My whole body hurts! She only had one arm, and she couldn't cover her wounds with a machete. Gravity was tugging at her guts, and her intestines were about to flow out of her cracked belly, or had already flowed out. And even with machetes, in the face of a rate of fire of several hundred rounds a minute, it is inevitable that fish will slip through the net. Every shot that hit her tore off a large piece of skin and flesh, and just one shot could kill her, let alone hundreds or thousands of shots!

But she didn't die. There were moments when she felt like she was dead, but she was still sitting there, still suffering from the pain of being beaten into a sieve with a broken arm and a broken belly.

It's better to die, at least it won't hurt so much. But since you can't die, let's go up!

Hahahaha!

I don't know when the syllables that poured out of her body turned into laughter!

Liang Chong was also yelling. He can't kill her! Can't kill her! When Roy was only an arm's length away from him, his cry was finally tinged with great fear!

Roy raised the machete with one hand and fell hard!

Liang Chong's machine gun was cut in two.

He tried to punch Roy, only to be slapped sideways by the machete. Liang Chong foamed at the mouth, and before the foam could land on his shoulder, he was hit hard in the abdomen. Roy retracted and stepped on Liang Chong's foot, knelt on it, his knee against Liang Chong's mecha's abdomen, turned off the other jet guns, leaving only this knee, increasing the output power to the maximum, but adjusting the spray caliber to the thinnest. In an instant, flames splashed everywhere, and the liquid-like fiery fire continued to scorch the spot on Liang Chong's mecha. Soon, the heavy mecha turned red, shiny, and softly collapsed downward!

Liang Chong struggled desperately. Swing a fist, chop off your fist, kick your legs, and split your heels and legs. Shooting, the barrel of the gun was cut off. Throwing a grenade, someone took it and threw it into the air and exploded into fireworks. He is a mantis knowing, being eaten alive with an empty belly!

"Alright, stop!"

Everyone shouted, including Roy's father and the old smoking gun, in unison.

If it continues, the entire mecha shell will be burned, and the beam in the cockpit will be crippled if not dead!

However, the two people in the field were already red-eyed, how could they stop!

The father snorted fiercely and called the three Lange with the communicator to prepare!

And just then, the flames suddenly went out.

Instead, Roy decapitated and raised his machete high! (To be continued.) )