A bright moon exploded.

Midalen choked out a few mouthfuls of blood, her throat was bitter, her fingertips surging with glowing curves, and the implosion of concentrated energy like a supernova just now directly threw her away like a paper flower ship, and stripped away the surface of all nearby buildings. Layers of darkness surrounded her, and she smelled her own blood.

She forced herself to hold her breath, her mind was chaotic and intertwined, all of them were calling for help and search for help, she tried her best to push the prefabricated slabs pressed against her body, but her white palms that could cut through the invisible life of her feet were no different from the weak women in front of the heavy reinforced concrete slabs.

So the Hydras, who were lucky enough to escape the blasting range of the exoskeleton's core, flew up to see the remnants of the spark like a gurgling stream returning to the river and the sea, sliding towards the bottom of the gloomy pond, several brilliant curves intersecting back and forth, and in the eyes of others, it was only a faint light.

But this was a guiding light after all, and was briefly cut off by the psychic communication that had been rampant by the out-of-control gathering power field, and the Hydras had to use the most primitive visual and bloodline sensing to find their companions. When the two energetic assault hydras worked together to lift the cement block, a slender arm stained with blood poked out, and then pulled it out like a broken sack, and then the cement block fell back with a "boom".

A few minutes ago, the silver priest who was still indifferent and cold was reduced to a ragged wasteland, although the power of the other Hydra had made a little narrow, but how could Midalen not know that she was purely full of spring at the moment? She flashed angrily, and the "black hair" that had been scorched by the implosion of the gathered energy was all melted into ashes, and she rolled up her tattered cloak and said, "Go find him!" Find him! ”

The reorganized Hydra immediately outflanked and spilled out in pairs, even though the exoskeleton core that was worthy of a heavy grenade was out of control, they couldn't completely kill one of them! Although the strong regeneration ability did not make them immortal, perseverance was certain, and Rao was so, and the two Hydras closest to the heart burst were directly melted.

But the most embarrassing thing is her.

Unlike the other Hydra who came out on the fly, Midalen walked silently in front of the man who had almost melted into a shelf—the Humvee that had rushed through the barricades. She reached out and brushed the groove in the front hood like a rain shower had been poured over it, full of folds imprinted by the spread of high energy, and as for a few of them, no, it should be one person. Midalen could tell at a glance that the new, sleek skeleton in the passenger seat was none other than the previously missing Aulanli, the poor girl she had sent to monitor the periphery.

And there was indeed a human in the driver's seat, Midalen smelled the scent of secondary purple blood, it was obvious that it was a victim, and without hesitation, he carried out the cold-blooded orders of the purple blooded man to the extreme, carrying a cart full of explosives, and the exoskeleton that followed behind him to loosen the restraints of the force field.

The iguanas that had survived gradually showed their fangs and hissed, and without the strong suppression of the animal trainer, the nature of these beasts began to awaken, and they gathered towards Midalen, uneasily slashing their forelimbs, bowing their backs, this is a hunting posture, they want to eat this alien, but also hesitate for the breath that seems to belong to the natural enemy.

Naturally, they didn't hesitate for long.

Midalen retracted the curve, ignoring the "grid lines" and truncating the herd of dogs that had left out the charred entrails. Within milliseconds, she had killed the iguana dog that dared to raise its wicked heart. She wasn't even in the mood to care whether the rest of the spine was running away or hiding, she picked up the few vertebral armors that hadn't been destroyed by the Shaped Core, and a circle of dense core bridles was clearly engraved on them.

Since the Tombstone Division was able to obtain ten AEXOs to arm the Einsatzgruppen, the Mill Division was also reduced from the total to nine. It's just that these have never been for official members, but for the elite purple poncho troops, after all, it takes ten years to train an assault Hyde. According to Hydra's holy alliance with the Iron Army,

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The army is obliged to provide every Hydra with a full set of armaments. Midalen was still the best when she served in the purple poncho, so she was naturally familiar with the AEXO modified from the "Raider" in the first generation, and she also understood the self-detonation mechanism of the Gathering Energy Core.

It's not impossible, it's not necessary.

All devices using shaped fuel must set up a strong magnetic field to restrain the disordered turbulence caused by energy overflow, the restraint force can indeed be artificially changed, but the range is extremely limited, from the marching posture to the combat posture only need to be delegated to five percent relaxation, yes, only forty percent of the generating force of the entire core, the remaining sixty percent is all absorbed into the magnetic field ring to establish self-circulation constraints, all commanders, including the Hydra weight chief, will not give the relaxation to the soldiers to control freely. Once the energy is pumped above 40 percent, the fission rate of the shaped core will be accelerated, and the threshold of 70 percent will eventually form a chain reaction. But in the eyes of well-trained armored infantry, afterburner to 70 percent means the disintegration and collapse of the exoskeleton architecture, and the shunt limit in the built-in program is firmly welded to 39 percent, and even Hydra Psychic Interference cannot cause an exoskeleton to explode on it.

Midalen had heard of Operation Cathy, the Shapeshifter's attack on the Empire's Marcy Hill base, where researchers forcibly expanded the data center's focused core energy production through the Marginal's Mind Relay, which caused a short-circuit in the defenses and allowed the team to infiltrate. In order to support the operation, Midalen knew that the entire Iron Army and the Academy of Sciences had invested huge resources in it, and it was only possible to destroy the Imperial's system by building a mysterious device nicknamed "The Gate of July".

And now, the Purple Blood has brazenly torn apart the existence mechanism of AEXO and directly sent two ultra-miniature tactical atomic bombs to Midalen, who was originally going to be sent to Xiamawei and was all returned.

She stared intently at the end of the long street, the sound of gunfire had already sounded, and mockery floated in her pale eyes, yes, maybe this could give him a game, but Hydra who has the entire city of Mill on her side, can even ask the Mill army to hunt down if necessary, Hydra can lose many times, and he can't afford to lose once.

……

"Three o'clock! Throw grenades! Ramirez pulled the trigger calmly, but Beowulf's heavy and violent kinetic energy could not bring a single point of the muzzle up, and all of them were forced into a very narrow arc by the exoskeleton.

As the flame of the Provisional Commander's gun was pointed, a flowering thunderbolt fell across the parabola, and hundreds of splattered steel balls forced the nearby Hydra to leap into the air, still hanging on the color. However, it was of no use to the assault Hydra with the arm shield deployed, and even the 12.7mm bullets could only delay their advance.

The four armored infantry were moving backwards at full speed, the explosive speed of the march allowed them to pull a distance, and then calmly shoot from the starting point, Ramirez followed Simon to listen to him talk about the Ranger drill of the year, this kite flying style is certainly a joke in front of the real synthetic troops, but the creature that walks around on his legs is still enough.

Ramirez shouted a command, and his three armored infantrymen who were faintly guarding him faithfully carried it out, and he could see the pure purple eyes behind the mask, and he became as fearless as these rebellious mercenaries who had been forbidden by abrupt orders, for he knew that his commander was no longer the poor boy who had to travel for three days and three nights to impress him last winter.

He is a warlord of Hydra.

The battle situation must not be distracted by Ramirez, the exoskeleton shown on the eyepiece has reached 26 percent, and it is approaching his limit, and now the armored infantry is not an ordinary run, but a jump, and all the aiming and shooting are completed through the internal control program. In this kind of automatic machine, which can never play its maximum effect, the most suitable is people, and the most unsuitable is also people.

From time to time, there was a tingling pain in the back armor, and the Hydra were getting closer and closer

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Believe that these heterogeneous people who have been immersed in killing and dormant for many years are indeed one of the best fighters, even without any assistance, they can frequently shoot accurately in the fierce pursuit to the point that the armored infantry must take a serpentine route to avoid being shot at the vital point, and in the end, they are not good to look back at the target, and can only let the rifle detect itself through the rear camera, and the whole person has become the "power source" of the exoskeleton.

As you chase after me, the decreasing number next to the eyepiece highlights the time it takes for the armored infantry to finally be completely overtaken, and Ramirez knows exactly what that means. Encircled and outflanked, there is no way out, these Hydras, who are good at grappling and better at breaking through, will first peel off the hard shell layer by layer, and wait until the physical will disintegrates, the machinery will only wear out, and the people will lose their strength.

During his time at Dragon Lake, he had witnessed the scene of the third generation of Hydra besieging the butchers of the Southern Rust Demons. He didn't want to remember a third time in his life. Only this time, he may become someone else's memory.

The breath was heavy, stagnant, and the bullets grazed his shoulders, and Ramirez needed to run faster and longer.

It's a marathon.

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Midalen let her men go after the armored infantry, she had no doubts about Hydra's combat strength, it didn't matter if she was a powerful leader like her, she had to keep the latest battle situation to the Executive. This hunt was one of many battles, and as she had envisioned, the best solution to this matter was to press Mill through the Thirteen Councils to order the Fortress of Zika not to assist the Purple Bloods.

As night fell, howls rose and fell, weaving through the ruins, Midalen had to admit that the Purple Blood had picked a place beyond the reach of Hydra's tentacles, perhaps he wanted to escape with the help of the army, or perhaps he wanted to assimilate the five hundred defenders. It's all possible. The death of the Fortress Major a few days ago must have something to do with the Purple Bloods, but paradoxically, Mill City did not react. Although Midalen is not as well-informed as the headquarters, he also knows that most of the Purple Bloods have reached some kind of agreement with the Iron Army. And Liaison Officer Feroxepny is lobbying the military...... There was a mess floating around, and Midalen felt that it would be useless for him to develop a talent for intelligence.

The night wind blew, Midalen's pupils suddenly shrank, she turned and jumped, narrowly avoiding a series of bullets, and the accuracy of the landing point was close to a millimeter! drove her all the way to kick up the rubble to cover up her figure, and at the moment of miss, she reflexively pulled out her pistol, crossed her hands, and shot back without looking!

The gunfire faded through the night, and between reflexively jumping up, Midalen instantly captured the purple as the Big Dipper on the high wall, a purple-eyed man bathed in ink, no matter how fierce the gunfire was, it couldn't cover the purple.

The two stares seemed to get out of Schrödinger's box, Midalen rolled around, she hid behind an abandoned car, and between the four eyes she knew, she knew that it must be the Purple Bloods who had come to arrest her, she didn't understand how the Purple Bloods had avoided the blood sense of the rest of Hydra, and how they could attack her, an ambusher known for their raids.

She was excited.

"I found you! Hayes! Midalen shouted. The human voice suddenly thundered, and it exploded a night demon with its head breaking through its membranes near and far, and they spread their wings and soared, equally excited in search of prey, but they were doomed to nothing.

No matter how much an ant looks up, it can't see a person.

"It's me, find you." The Purple Blood replied, his voice as magical and magnetic as it had been rumored, and the sight of it made the proud Hydra Red Diamond, the Shapeshifter, willing to humble himself.

Midalen quickly judged the general location of the Purple Blood, but she suddenly remembered that Hydra could lose many times, and she herself was the same as the Purple Blood alone.

I can't afford to lose once.

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