The College Guards are indeed evil. In particular, the Inner Courtyard Guards are shooting in the lower abdomen of the Punk Dragon, while the Outer Courtyard Guards are aimed at the eyes of the Punk Dragon.

The punk dragon protects itself so well that it even has scales on its belly. Therefore, the cloaca in the lower abdomen and the eyes on the head are considered to be their only remaining weaknesses. This monster, like a crocodile, had a hard time distinguishing between male and female, and the guards didn't care so much about it, greeting them as men.

Whether it is a gun or a cannon, it is destined to be in vain. The plate armor on both sides of the punk dragon's cloaca is no less strong than the scale armor on its body, and its bulletproof ability is top-notch. At most, it can feel a hint of pain, let out a roar, and that's it.

Their eyes have a hard cornea, which is as strong as flange glass and Kaipi glass. Even lasers can't do anything about it. Rigid corneas are resistant to heat and burn and can change color instantly. Don't talk about melt penetration, you can't even transmit it. The cornea after the discoloration is white, like a punk dragon rolling its eyes at you.

Transforming people is also extremely difficult to deal with. These guys are extremely protective of their heads, and even with helmets, they still shrink their heads into turtle shells during the war. The top of the helmet just covers the neck hole and fits it perfectly. They have a high-resolution imager on their helmet mask to help them move freely.

Unlike the Punk Dragons Rampage, in order to withstand the impact of the cannonballs, they crouch down and lower their center of gravity. They weighed about the same weight as a sedan, and their center of gravity was too high and could have been overturned by a shell. Although the body has become a target, the gun really can't hurt the metal mecha. The transants also counterattacked from time to time with rapid-fire guns and electromagnetic guns, and the guards were also under a lot of pressure.

Shi Xiangyun in the monitoring room saw that the enemy was so skinny, and he couldn't help but want to use the skin of the punk dragon to make a battle armor, and the eyes to make a face armor, and then transform the transformed person into a real mecha warrior. But there is a distance between dreams and reality. The guards only suppressed the enemy for a short time before they ushered in a sharp counterattack.

The punk dragon's counterattack is simple and rude, ramming with his body, trampling with his feet, lifting the roof with his hands, and smashing with his tail hammer, and the demolition efficiency is higher than that of an excavator. The guards who lost their cover retreated again and again, and the suppression of the reformers gradually weakened, and the counterattacks of the reformers became more and more fierce. Fortunately, there are many dwellings and there is no shortage of bunkers. The guards were all in armor, and it was more than enough to carry stray bullets and gravel.

Seeing that the guards were helpless in the face of the punk dragons and the mechanical cyborgs, Luo Youcheng prepared to recall them and open the hive canopy for passive defense. At this time, the six punk dragons suddenly stopped the "demolition work", looked at the direction of the identification center building suspiciously with large lantern-like eyes, and after stopping for a while, they looked at each other again, and kept shaking their big heads.

The witch tried to reclaim them and struck on the rooftop. The witch's signal confuses the punk dragons, and the owner of the signal is very friendly and makes them feel close, but the message is at odds with their mission. They came to kill humans, but the owner of the signal told them to be kind to the people here, and the punk dragon was confused and fell into a dilemma for a while.

The convoy had already received the order to retreat and did not waste any more bullets on them. Most of them went into stealth and quietly retreated. After more than a dozen strong men armed with individual electromagnetic cannons were broken, their muzzles were all aimed at the mechanical transformers, and they concentrated their firepower to suppress them. At the same time, the two black gold also fired, and the kinetic energy of their electromagnetic cannons was much greater than that of individual electromagnetic cannons.

In their opinion, a cyborg with a thermal weapon is far more threatening than a punk dragon that lacks a long-range attack. What's more, those six big guys are in a daze, and there is no need to wake them up at this time.

But there are people who don't believe in evil. A blue shadow flashed in the air, and Jiang Xiaoyu took advantage of the punk dragon to launch a tentative attack while the punk dragon was wandering outside the sky. The target of her attack was still the punk dragon's eye, and since the cornea was unbreakable, her sword plunged straight into the gap between the lower eyelid and the cornea. The sword goes two inches, and it can't go in again. The punk dragon's massive pupils shrank, and its upper and lower eyelids closed, clawing the sword.

Jiang Xiaoyu failed to pull out the sword, but there was an alarm in her heart, she abandoned the sword, her body sank downward, and a dense rain of bullets flew over her head. A reformer fired at Jiang Xiaoyu with a rapid-fire gun, but the bullet did not hit the enemy, but instead ruined the comb heads of friendly troops, and more than a dozen porcupine thorns fell. Jiang Xiaoyu took the opportunity to escape and flew back to the appraisal center.

Jiang Xiaoyu's sneak attack angered the punk dragon and made its companions sober. The companions began to frantically demolish houses again, looking for the tiny humans. The punk dragon took out its anger on the trans who shot it in the head, and it half-turned, the hammer head of its tail slammed into the transhuman.

With two loud bangs in succession, the nearly two-ton metal mecha flew out sideways for nearly ten meters and landed heavily on the ground. It is unknown if it was a mechanical failure or a concussion in the fragile human brain, and the transhuman's body was unable to get up.

"Stupid." A transformer who didn't know whether he was scolding his companion or the punk dragon, his voice coming from inside the mecha, the urn sounding urn.

The rest of the reformers ignored it, they were undergoing a baptism of cannonballs. Because of the addition of black gold, the pressure on the transformers is much greater. Their bodies were still in a half-kneeling position, and the two mechanical hands were inserted into the dirt, completely giving up the fire.

On the roof of the appraisal center, the witch was complaining about Jiang Xiaoyu:

"Second sister, what do you think you've done?"

Witches can't do it anytime soon to control the punk dragons, but they can keep them confused and give the guards time to retreat. Jiang Xiaoyu's unsuccessful sneak attack made the trolls come back to their senses and enter a state of madness again.

"Third sister, I'm sorry." Jiang Xiaoyu said apologetically, "You try again and let them be quiet." ”

The witch pursed her lips and held her breath to communicate with the punk dragon again. Punk Dragons aren't stupid, and once fooled, it's hard to get it to hook again. On the contrary, they pounced on the guards more frantically. In addition to demolishing houses, they also sacrifice a new means of attack - flying spears. The spears on the cockscomb's head shot out one by one, fast and straight. The Guardians are well-equipped to barely avoid the Punk Dragon's attacks, and steal the air to fire the mechanical cybos.

Witches fail to communicate and are not discouraged. She opened the wartime channel and sent a message. The idea was to send some escorts to the transport plane to land, and the louder the momentum, the better, in short, to attract the big eyeballs of the punk dragon. Then it's up to her to trick the punk dragons and lure them away. Black Gold can increase the firepower output and allow the dozen or so team members to withdraw after the break.

The witch's suggestion was quickly responded, and Luo Youcheng, Shi Xiangyun, Charizard, and Knife Shop all said that this plan was feasible. Soon, a team of 20 people took off from the identification center, they adjusted the tail flame of the flying boots to the most brilliant color, flew up to a height of 100 meters, and circled specially before flying to the northwest.

The punk dragon stared at the lantern's big eyes, a little ignorant and a little puzzled by human behavior. That damn signal is here again. The owner of the signal has deceived them before, should you believe it this time? The enemy is going to flee, they are going to snatch the transport, this is the content of the signal. Six large heads swirled around, twelve eyes swaying like lanterns in the wind. It wasn't until twenty points of light faded into the sky that they were convinced that they had heard the truth.

The punk dragon's two stout anti-joint legs kicked the ground, jumping twice in a row, over the top of the transformer's head. The jumping posture resembles that of a kangaroo, but after stepping on the return journey, it is changed to an ostrich run. When the punk dragon runs with all its might, the movement becomes louder, and people can clearly feel the shaking of the earth. The data given by the monocle speed measurement is 160 kilometers per hour, and in the blink of an eye, the behemoths become small black dots on the horizon.

In order to buy time for the guards, the two black gold launched all twelve miniature missiles on their shoulders, aiming at the shoulder joints of the metal mechs. According to the data of the mecha brain, the shoulder joint is the weakest part of the metal mecha that is held in a semi-kneeling state.

Most of the miniature missiles hit their targets. There are three modified human brains that react faster, pulling out the mechanical claw from the soil and grabbing the missile, in a vain attempt to protect the mechanical arm at the expense of the mechanical claw. At the same time as one of them raised the mechanical arm, the rapid-fire gun fired. As combat missiles, these miniature missiles are extremely nimble, and they deftly dodge jammers, making a small arc and hitting their targets from behind.

The center of gravity of the three transformers was already forward, and there was no mechanical arm to support them, and after being hit hard, their bodies fell forward. The reformer who fired was under intense scrutiny, and was hit in succession by two miniature missiles in his right shoulder joint, one of which temporarily changed its target in the middle of the attack. When the reformer fell, his right arm also fell off his shoulder, throwing him three or four meters away.

The results of this missile bombardment were not remarkable. Only one person was dislocated with one arm, and two with one arm were dislocated. But there are four people whose robotic arms have major or minor failures, and when they lift the robotic arms, there is a harsh metal grinding sound, and one of them has a bit of a problem with both arms. Despite this, the transformers still have the power to fight. They fired at Black Gold with intact robotic arms.

The retreating guards were inspired by the trauma of the transhumans, and instead of leaving, they looked for cover, and the electromagnetic cannons in their hands beckoned to the mechanical joints of the transhumans. Even the guards who had withdrawn to the identification center smelled the fighter plane and were ready to move. A few people slipped out of the wall, sneakily approaching the battlefield.

After the departure of the punk dragon, which is comparable to the ultimate armored car, the pressure on the escorts is much less. If you can't seize such an opportunity, I'm really sorry that top experts spend half a year building a return to the training system.

Two auxiliary intelligence units hide behind Black Gold and reload the miniature missiles for Black Gold. Shi Xiangyun had suffered a loss of black gold without bullets, so he brought enough ammunition this time.

Human-modified metal mechs can defy the individual electromagnetic cannon in the hands of the guards, but are afraid of miniature missiles. I don't know who shouted "withdraw", and the reformers began to fight and retreat. How can the guards let them get out easily, even though the other party is like a raw cowhide, and his teeth are not easy to bite. But the guards are still like a pack of conscientious hyenas, pestering the reformers.

The guards focus on taking care of the joints of the transformers, and often several people concentrate their firepower on a single target, and the reformers cannot afford to fight. What's more, there are three people in the team who have lost their arms, and their bodies are slightly unbalanced when they run, which slows down the speed of the team's progress.

The anger of the transformed person almost exploded the only human organ, but the other party slipped and didn't spare his hand, and immediately found a cover to hide after firing a shot. The reformer fell into a dilemma for a while.

Suddenly, someone on the side of the escort shouted to withdraw.

The Transhumans, in despair on the visor's imager, saw twelve miniature missiles flying towards them.