The huge flying ship smashed into the crater.

Half of the hull was inserted into the earth.

However, it did not explode after falling like a human warplane.

Even though only about half of its body was exposed, it was still far larger than the building that Yang and Luo had destroyed not long ago.

The impact caused sand to roll across the area.

……

…、

The impact of the impact did not affect Yang and Luo.

But the smoke and sand from the air wave almost buried them both alive.

After emerging from the sand, Law turned the white whaling fork in his hand and said:

"We can do it."

"Wait, what's going on?" Yang rubbed his eyes into the sand.

"That." Law pointed with the tip of his knife at the flying ship that had fallen into a large pit in the ground.

"Seriously, according to the current level of damage of that thing, there must still be enough combat power in it, so I suggest that it is best to leave it to those fighters flying around above to deal with it, after all, we only have a dagger left with one weapon on our body." Yang pouted.

However, Luo only glanced at him faintly.

"Alright then, you rest here, I hope you don't regret it."

With that, Luo rushed towards the place where the flying ship fell.

……

…

Yang silently looked at this distant self.

He rolled his eyes.

"When you get older, your temper gets tougher, and I thought I could be an exception."

Yang looked at the huge flying ship like a mountain peak in the distance, and then at the figure that gradually disappeared from his field of vision.

There was silence for three seconds.

In the end, he spat and chased in the direction that the other party left.

"I'm so brain-dead."

He muttered to himself.

……

For some reason, Yang always had the illusion in his mind that he would miss something important if he didn't keep up, and that part of his mind had been telling him that the danger over there was far greater than anything he had faced in the central building before.

However, there was a strange thought that drove him to follow.

Yang himself couldn't say clearly.

In fact, when he thought about it, if he didn't go over, it seemed that he had nowhere to go.

So as soon as he gritted his teeth, Yang still decided to follow the old version of himself to die.

……

Although these mental activities are somewhat complicated, Yang actually takes only three seconds......

……

"Damn, why is this guy running so fast?"

Yang ran for a short while, and found that he was getting farther and farther away from Luo.

"Sure enough, it's fucking old and strong."

He took a deep breath and picked himself up.

However, at this moment, a damaged human warplane glides down from the sky.

It wasn't a crash, it was just a crash.

The fighter plane, with its tail emitting black smoke, hit the ground diagonally, and after being dragged on the sand for some distance by inertia, it stopped in front of Yang.

Yang Ben thought about jumping over this broken iron shell thing that was in the way.

But to his surprise, the pilot in the cabin did not die.

The internal structure of the plane was running for a while, and a lot of electric currents and the sonorous sound of metal collisions were heard.

"What's that? Transformers? ”

Yang squinted.

However, instead of turning into a Decepticon as he had expected, the wrecked plane rushed out of the damaged cabin with an off-road motorcycle.

This thing, both in terms of construction and size, is very different from all the motorcycles Yang has ever seen.

"Awesome, Dark Knight, isn't it?"

Yang remembered the Nolan Batman trilogy he had seen before, and the old man's Batchariot broke down the bridge section of the motorcycle.

The difference, however, is that there is no one driving on this off-road motorcycle.

The self-rescue system inside the cabin of the fighter pushed the injured pilot out of the driver's seat.

However, this lucky unlucky guy was on the verge of coma, and he looked at Yang strangely, and then swayed to the weapon beside him, trying to walk to the off-road bike beside him.

"I said brother, you ...... Belch. Yang realized that this blonde-haired guy definitely couldn't understand Chinese after saying half a sentence, so he quickly switched the language pack.

"Rest well, I need your car."

Yang preemptively sat on the off-road bike that the pilot wanted to sit on.

Although it is the first time to use this kind of transportation, the basic operation method is not much different from that of an ordinary motorcycle, and the only thing that Yang is not used to is its speed.

It's so fucking fast.

……

As soon as the cock buttocks were attached to the driver's seat of the motorcycle, the car rushed out with a roar.

Only a cloud of billowing smoke remained.

The wounded pilot looked at the smoke from Yang's rear wheels in bewilderment, blinked, and fell headlong to the ground.

……

…

"Buzz !!!!"

Yang drove a dirt bike on the scorched earth.

I thought that when the protagonist is comfortable and needs equipment, the equipment will fall from the sky, just like the one who doesn't need money......

……

Within a few minutes, he caught up with Luo.

"Hey buddy!! Get in the car and take you for a ride. ”

He flicked the brakes beautifully, put the car across in front of Law, and said with a grunt.

Luo was not polite and jumped directly into the back seat.

Then, Yang bombed the car's drive system to the end, and staged a wild drag ride directly on the scorched earth.

… Soon they approached the fallen flying ship ...

"Stop here for a moment."

Luo patted Yang on the shoulder.

Yang direct brakes.

Luo jumped off the motorcycle.

He pulled out his whaling fork and walked slowly a few steps.

"What's wrong?"

Yang followed him.

"The flying ship activated a layer of isolation cover."

Luo said, stretching out his whaling fork and plunging directly into the air in front of him.

"Zila!!"

Sure enough, many dazzling arcs of electricity suddenly erupted in the originally empty space, and layers of chaotic ripples rippled around the whaling fork.

A vague barrier is visible to the naked eye, hidden in the air.

Law gripped the whaling fork and slashed the blade downward.

"Sneer!!!"

The arc-staggered rift was completely torn open!

"How did you find out? Smell it? Yang looked at Luo and asked.

However, Luo didn't bother to deal with him.

I saw that Luo directly used a whaling fork to cut out a large enough rift in the isolation layer in the space.

Then he pulled back the whaling fork, touched the residual current on the whaling fork with his cloak, and said lightly: "Continue on the road." ”

"Oh."

Yang shrugged.

He got on an off-road motorcycle, carried the old man, and quickly rushed to the flying ship in front of him.

……

The closer he got to this big guy, the more Yang could feel the sense of oppression that this behemoth brought to human beings.

Because it's just too big.

(End of chapter)