The white armor slowly fell to the ground, and instead of looking at the pit in the ground, he turned sideways to face a stone forest to the west.

Sure enough, black armor leaped out of the stone forest.

Without much nonsense, Gladstone rushed over again, with a loud bang, directly breaking the sound barrier.

Han Jianfei turned around and dodged, and also broke through the sound barrier after a loud bang.

The supersonic combat of mobile armor on the ground is far more taxing on the pilot's body than that of a fighter in the air, and although it has the help of anti-charge, it will still cause serious damage to the human body after a long time.

Bloodshot black had begun to appear in Han Jianfei's field of vision, as if someone was holding a filter that was often used in horror movies in front of his eyes.

He knew that when he reached this limit, Gladstone in the white armor on the opposite side would not be much better, and both of them were gritting their teeth to support, just to see who couldn't carry it first.

The two of them have been fighting for so long, and the mobile armor is basically wounded, and those cracks seem to be no big problem, but they destroy the aerodynamic shape of the armor's appearance, and it also has a great impact on the action of the armor.

Both are slowing down, but it's still a supersonic duel.

If someone were watching the battle at this time, I am afraid that they could only see two shadows, one black and one white, moving at high speed, sometimes colliding, sometimes separating, and constantly emitting the palpitating sound of steel colliding and a loud sonic boom.

The first thing that couldn't hold up was the weapon in the hands of the two, although it was much stronger than most of the armor plates, but in this high-intensity collision, it still caused irreversible damage to the two weapons, and finally in a collision, the weapons in the right hands of the two people slashed together, and they could no longer withstand this huge and terrifying force, and both broke apart.

The two armors immediately separated, and Han Jianfei looked down at the mobile armored dagger that was broken in two, and suddenly laughed.

He swapped the dagger in his left armored hand for his right hand.

"Are you right-handed?" Seeing that the white armor did not attack directly, he asked.

White Armor silently looked at the almost severed fist blade on his right arm, and did not make a sound.

"Although I know that this may be a bit unethical," Han Jianfei continued, "but I still want to laugh!" ”

This is a battlefield, although the two decide the outcome of the war by heads-up like in ancient movies, but this is not fair competition after all, and Han Jianfei has no reason to give up such a good opportunity for the sake of such ridiculous fairness.

So he jumped forward again and disappeared straight from where he was.

The weapons of the two collided violently again, only this time Han Jianfei directly jumped to the right side of the white armor, and Gladstone had to turn half of his body and use the fist blade in his left hand to resist the blade of the black dagger with plasma flames.

At the same time, the left fist of the black armor slammed into the white armor that exposed the empty door of his chest because of the turn.

The two iron fists slammed into each other again, separating the two armors once again.

Although in the design of anthropomorphic mobile armor, there is no saying which has more power in the main and auxiliary hands, it is indeed difficult for right-handed people to adapt to using only their left hand against the enemy.

There are no fancy combination techniques, and the two once again fight hand-to-hand in a fist-to-flesh manner, although they are not used to using their left hand, so that Gladstone is starting to be at a disadvantage, Han Jianfei can still feel that this young league ace pilot is slowly adapting to the left-handed active style of play at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Since the last time he went to battle in person five years ago, he is no longer the mercenary king who dared to fight hand-to-hand with mobile armor in his youth, and although he has undergone the double hellish training of the strange drugs and Genchiko in Haishan, he can still feel that his condition is indeed not as good as when he was at his peak.

Just like the twenty-year-old league lieutenant colonel in front of him, he was so tenacious and unstoppable.

If he still had a chance of surviving, he would be a formidable force in the face of the kind of threat he saw in Boxwood.

Although today's war is no longer an era in which heroes can solve everything, the existence of heroes and the belief in the victory of mankind are still as important as the dawn of the dawn.

With this in mind, he gradually slowed down the pace of his attack.

"You're very good," he said loudly, "Stop, it's all for the whole human race, what's the difference between Chen Mingyuan and me?" ”

Gladstone blocked his stabbing dagger and replied, "He has a better chance of succeeding." ”

This is not a very good reason, but at least let Han Jianfei hear that he is not Chen Mingyuan's die-hard loyalist, at least when he chose Chen Mingyuan's camp, it was not because of any ideals and beliefs or personal charm.

"Maybe I can make you more valuable." Han Jianfei continued to follow the good path, "Although I don't have as many political resources as him, I also have a lot of hole cards in my hand - you can also see it, such as the ultra-close folding technique used in this armor, if your sable has this ability, I may have been defeated." ”

The two bumped into each other again and slashed at each other.

After this period of fighting, both armors had become dilapidated, and various parts of the armor plates and unimportant mechanical structures had been dismantled and scattered, looking like two skeletons with uncovered skin and flesh.

"People may not know," the synthesized voice came from Gladstone's white armor, "I've only fought you twice, but no one is more familiar with your fighting style than I am, and you probably won't realize how well I know your fighting habits." ”

Han Jianfei stopped, not knowing what he was going to say.

Gladstone didn't mean to stop, he jumped up again as soon as he landed, but now his sable can no longer support supersonic raids.

By this time, the battle between the two men was more like the familiar kind of battle between mobile armor.

At this point, the overload is not so severe, and both sides are trying to put as much pressure on the other as possible while buying themselves time to breathe and recover.

"As far as I know you," Gladstone's movements began to focus on stabbing after losing his main weapon, in order to minimize the possibility of being tough with the opponent's blade, "You don't like to fight hard, you don't like to fight head-on, although you hide it very cleverly, but your killing moves are all in the counterattack." ”

"So what?" Han Jianfei said, "As long as you can defeat the enemy, all tactics are good tactics." ”

"So, after countless reviews and battles with you, I think your strategic intention is that if you can't nip the enemy in the bud, you can only passively defend and use depth to exchange the opportunity to destroy the enemy."

Han Jianfei dodged a stab from the white armor and jumped out of the circle: "Is there any problem?" ”

"You're too calm," Gladstone paused, "so calm that I don't think you're a real human being, and I wonder if you've been robbed of your mind by that thing, so I think that for the sake of ultimate victory, everything will be a weight in your eyes that can be used to evaluate whether it's worth or not." ”

Han Jianfei was silent.

Seeing that the black armor stopped, Gladstone did not continue to attack: "Huangyang Town, Miss Shelton, Zhai Liu, Black Mamba, and, if I follow you, I in the future, to you, should be like these armor plates on your body, they are all things that can be given up at any time for the final victory!" ”

Black armor remained silent.

Gladstone didn't move, and the two mobile armors, which were probably the top in the entire star sector, stood silently in the cold wind of the northern plateau.

"That's why they call you 'Death Advocate'!"

I don't know how long it took for the white mobile armor to act again.

Unlike the battle at the beginning, its speed is nowhere near the speed of sound.

The blade stabbed slowly, but with determination, toward the black armored cockpit.

It wasn't until it was less than a meter away from the black armor that the blade was blocked by the black dagger.

"You're right," Han Jianfei's voice was a little self-deprecating and bantering, "I do think so, but among the people who can give up, there is one less person." ”

"Is that the girl you brought with you?" The two of them talked, but there was not the slightest superfluous movement in their hands.

"It's me." Han Jianfei said, "You, Chen Mingyuan, Zhai Liu, all of you, have not personally experienced the horror of those monsters, but I have personally experienced it - you think it is just a fantasy, but for me, it is the last voice of despair from a civilization in the face of extinction." ”

The two passed each other again, taking with each other what few parts they had left.

"When this voice of despair rings in your soul all the time," Han Jianfei said, "you will know that with the current alliance, it is impossible to defeat it, and the only hope is not in Chen Mingyuan's strategy, but in ......."

He didn't go on.

"Luck isn't always on your side." Gladstone said.

As soon as his words fell, Han Jianfei's armor suddenly made a crisp sound.

The chassis of the black armored cockpit cracked a small crack after a tooth-aching twisting sound.

"Warning! Cockpit leak! Han Jianfei made a desperate voice from the cockpit.

The anti-charge fluid in the black armored cockpit flowed out of that small crack and down the lower limbs, which were almost all about supporting and suspending structure, to the ground under the armor.

Gladstone smiled, "That's what I said, damn fate." ”

Although there is no way for the two armors to engage in supersonic hand-to-hand combat, the combat intensity at this time is still maintained at an average overload of about 10G, and the instantaneous overload may even reach 18G.

After losing the anti-load liquid, Han Jianfei will have to use his own body to fight against this load.

Or, after losing the maneuver of high overloads, become the meat of the fish that Gladstone slaughters.

Han Jianfei smiled bitterly: "Do you have to divide life and death today?" ”

"I know if you tried to kill me, I'd probably be dead by now." Gladstone said, "But I want to kill you!" I'm not going to miss a single chance to do it! ”

The anti-charge level in the black armor had fallen below Han Jianfei's head, and he slowly spat out the cold oxygen-rich liquid in his lungs, filling it with air again.

Gladstone's sable had already rushed towards him with the maximum speed he could use at this point, and the blade of the fist, burning with blue-white plasma flames, was getting closer and bigger in his pupils.

"Alright then!" Han Jianfei sighed.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes.

When those eyes opened again, there was no longer the breath of a living person in them.

When the fist blade approached, Han Jianfei didn't make much movement, just dodged sideways.

He then took the initiative to turn on the pump and drain the liquid from the cockpit.

The white armor stepped forward again, and the fist blade in his left hand stabbed at high speed.

Han Jianfei's face was expressionless, and the movements of the black armor seemed to be much slower than before, but he was still able to dodge those quick and deadly stabs in the slightest of seconds every time.

His black dagger had extinguished the plasma flames and was put back into the mutilated sheath of his right leg.

The black armor was always close enough to his opponent, and his hands were never idle, but flew up and down with Gladstone's attacks.

It looks like two mechanical palms in black armor, dancing on white armor.

But the strange thing is that the movements of the white armor are getting smaller and slower, and finally slowly stop.

It's not that Gladstone doesn't want to, it's that he finds himself unable to move.

Between the two mechanical palms of the black armor, there are more than ten silk threads that cannot be seen with the naked eye, and in the hand-to-hand combat just now, Han Jianfei used these extremely thin but extremely tough silk threads to entangle this mobile armor called "Sable".

It is a filament with a single-molecule long chain structure, with a diameter of only one molecule, but capable of withstanding ten-ton ten-ton tensile forces.

Silk threads of this strength are sharper than most blades, and in the human world, there is almost nothing that can withstand its cut, and the only thing that is difficult to cut is the high-strength support made of the material itself.

For example, the spool in the hand of the black agitated armor and the spacer between the fingers.

"I didn't want to let him out," after doing all this, Han Jianfei let go of a hand, but he still firmly grasped something like a spool in his armored right hand, "But why do you have to divide life and death?" ”

The white armor still stood in place, in an odd posture.

"You know, anyone who is hit by the negative emotions of the entire civilization every day will try their best to make themselves better," Han Jianfei's eyes regained a hint of brightness, "So, I created 'him' - as you said, a cold-blooded person without feelings." ”

With that, his eyes became empty again.

The spool rotates at high speed and tightens.

The black armor turned around and turned on the glider and soared into the sky.

Behind him, the mobile armor called the Sable was neatly broken into dozens of pieces and scattered on the ground.

The rip is as smooth as a mirror.

Han Jianfei, who was gliding in mid-air, faintly heard a dull explosion behind him.

It's like a sigh.