The Destroyer's performance is good, but it can't withstand the shady trick of disassembling parts. It rolled over and fell to the ground, then got up again, and with a slump of feet, it flipped on its side again - the bearing of a small part at the ankle broke.

The moment it stood up, its right foot sank down, and the entire ball of its foot collapsed and fell apart.

The smart machines that spread out and gathered quickly dispersed and retreated two kilometers at the moment of their feet, so as not to be affected by it.

The second time it rolls over, the mecha doesn't react so quickly. Not to mention whether the driver was injured in the process of rollover, in the same pit, planted twice in a minute, it is human beings who suspect that they are hallucinating.

This time, the Destroyer didn't stretch his arms and legs to brake in time, and rolled into the col a few times before it was finished.

On the slope of the land tens of meters wide, large trees and small trees are overwhelmed by it, uprooted, sliding down the slope with sand and gravel are not a few.

A long sandslide strip that appears behind The Destroyer.

The silver lightning bolt, broken at its ankle, chased the tumbling mech into the col. Immediately after, a black shadow leaping out of the jungle, under the cover of night, slid along the sand belt to the cockpit of the Destroyer.

"Decode." The black shadow hid under the mecha, taking advantage of the angle between the mecha's body and the ground to cover itself.

At this time, the mecha is in a prone position. It rested both arms on the ground, and the cockpit was some distance from the ground.

The silver light that chased past was silently attached to the genetic lock in the cockpit, and after the probe was wedged into the lock, the magnetic field induction was transferred to the chicken.

The genetic data interpreted by the magnetic field induction is presented in Pippi's mind.

Pipsqueak quickly clicked on his personal terminal, connected to the computer of the space mech, and forged a piece of genetic code to send back.

The Destroyer rolled on his side into the col, and the pilot didn't even notice where the mech was malfunctioning, and it was possible that he had fainted, but he didn't get up immediately like he did when he rolled over the first time. The smart machines that had been scattered before swarmed up again, shooting wildly around the mecha.

The mecha gave the smart machine a circle, and the response was much faster. After all, I don't want them to be blown into scrap metal.

Regardless of whether the driver is dizzy or stupid, he has to get up and fight in times of crisis, right?

The two mechs pushed their arms to the ground, and the gene lock in the cockpit clicked open.

The old gene lock does not need to be docked to manipulate the network, and its precision is far less than that of the pop docking code that controls the spiritual link, and once it is captured by electromagnetic induction, it can still be broken by imitating a piece of code. It's just that the imitation program of the gene code is more complicated and needs to be completed by military engineers, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Actually, the genocode is simpler than the pop code.

The mech's hatch popped open, and the mech stopped moving. The smart machines that surrounded it thought it was paralyzed, and then opened fire and swept away.

There were three pilots in the cockpit, one stunned and the other two stunned, all wearing seat belts and hanging from the cockpit seats, facing the loess and looking down at the black shadows under the mecha with guns pointed at them.

The lights in the cab shone on the dark shadow's face, and they could see who it was—Chixiao.

It was Chixiao who pointed a gun at them.

At this time, the mecha was lying on the ground, and it hadn't turned over yet, and the steel and iron bones on its back were resistant, and it could withstand a burst of aircraft strafing.

"If you want to live, hand over the driving privileges." Chixiao held the gun at an angle of 45 degrees obliquely, not to mention the fatality of one blow, at least it could kill two birds with one stone, and injure both sober drivers.

At this time, it is absolutely futile to grab a gun again unless you are quick or your movements are quite hidden.

But some people were not reconciled, and blatantly pulled the buckle of the holster at their waist.

At the critical moment, Chixiao took a quick step: "The woman with chocolate skin color and a stray bullet in her wrist, whose family member is holding a boy in her arms?" If you don't want them to die, let me down. ”

In the cockpit, the man who went to his waist to draw a gun sat in the middle, which was the main controller of the mecha, and it was the human-shaped "flag" that encouraged the workers to stand in line.

The co-pilot, who wasn't knocked out, was also chocolate-skinned and a girl. She pressed the wrist of the main controller and shouted, "Enough! ”

The strength of the girl's hand is better than that of a gentleman. The main controller shook off the girl's arm and pulled the trigger to shoot it, regardless of who the muzzle was aimed at.

I heard the girl in the passenger seat scream, and a laser bullet passed through her waist.

At the same time, the main control board was pushed back and did not move. Under the light, a half-centimeter blood hole in the center of his eyebrows could be seen.

Chixiao also fired.

The girl was startled, stared at Chixiao with wide eyes, and let go of the hand that was clenching the sleeve of the main control.

"Hold the wound shut." Chixiao tore off the corner of his shirt and handed it to the girl in the co-pilot, firing the pistol into flame mode and burning the seat belt of the main controller.

The main control's wide-open eyes before he died, staring at Chixiao incredibly, it was a blank stare, and Chixiao pretended not to see it at all.

His corpse fell to the ground, and after bounced twice like a dead pig, Chixiao also used him as a stepping stone, stepped on the corpse, jumped up, grabbed the back of the main control seat with one hand, and turned over to "sit" on it.

really responded to the master's sentence: The one who started the battle has no aftermath.

The lives of more than 100 workers, men and women, young and old, fell in the civil strife he detonated.

Those who aroused the anger of the people were eventually hurt by the anger of the people, and Chixiao disdained to give him respect.

After he climbed into the mecha, he immediately closed the hatch, relying on the support of the door bumper, he barely managed to maintain the balance of his body, and he managed to control the various buttons of the main and co-pilot at the same time, and knelt down on one knee with the mecha.

Fifteen smart machines were fifrantically strafing around a heavy armor, and I don't know which brain came up with the idea.

Are they trying the legendary tactic of storming the Destroyer's back in three minutes, blowing up the energy pump, and capturing the pilot alive? Or is it a deliberate attempt to play a game of cat and mouse?

In short, they didn't drop a single bomb.

Chixiao didn't give them three minutes, and it took less than two minutes from decoding the gene lock to his knees with the mecha on his knees.

The one who controls the smart machine, Mo Yo thought he had picked up a big bargain, and when he came in, he hit the Destroyer and rolled over, and he planted it twice in a row. The big guy who didn't hit the three satellite-powered bombs before, the smart phone can't come in vain, and you have to get some credit to go back.

The mecha flipped on its side and fell to the ground, and it didn't move for two minutes, either crashing or hanging up. When it suddenly "tricked the corpse" and knelt on the ground, the intelligent machine hurriedly dropped bombs on the way to retreat.

"Intercept! Sixty-five degrees upward, twelve-and-a-half direction; Seventy degrees upward, three o'clock direction; Sixty degrees upward, eleven o'clock. Chixiao gave three instructions in a row.

The co-pilot beside him, although seriously injured, fired the cannon steadily and ruthlessly.

The group strafed around the Destroyer for more than a minute, and the moment it rolled over, the formation was completely out of order.

The Destroyer's first missile, while intercepting the aerial bomb, blew up the intelligent machine that dropped the bomb.

The second missile blew up three smart planes that were relatively close. To be precise, it was a series of explosions - with the firepower of the explosion of the smart machine in the middle, two neighboring planes were detonated. Each smart plane is equipped with two aerial bombs, and the explosion power is not small.

The third missile blew up the three smart planes that were huddled together during the retreat at the same time.

There were two intelligent planes that dropped the bomb, and the Destroyer fired three shots in front of him, and there was no time to turn around and intercept another bomb.

The near-ground missile equipped with the combat mecha has an explosion radius of only a few tens of meters. The shock wave generated by the explosion of the three missiles, seven smart planes, and the 14 aerial bombs hanging on the smart planes is far beyond this range.

The billowing flames boiled half of the night, and the stars were suddenly dull.

Seeing that he was about to be attacked on his back, the Destroyer came up with the simplest move: lying down.

The bomb behind it whizzed away from mid-air, and in the distant jungle, it blew up "one tonnage" of flowers and trees.

The firelight exploded through the thick pre-dawn night, and together with the sand and wood chips, it flew into a huge ceremonial flower.

Congratulations to the smartphone, another chance to squander a lore.