As the second-generation power armor, Type II power armor can actually be said to be very advanced.

If there were no Transformers visiting Earth, no Cybertron technology, no research on extraterrestrial life...... And so on and so forth, then it belongs to the technology that is almost impossible to appear in another fifty years according to Sam's world line.

- Powered by mature, stable, safe and reliable cold nuclear fusion technology......

- Armor shell made of crystalline iron and titanium alloys in the form of rearranged combined molecules......

- Weapons and protection systems that are adequate to deal with all aspects of the situation......

And there is also an intelligent management program as the central system, which integrates all aspects of the function, allowing users to directly manipulate through brain waves, and control the entire power armor to make corresponding actions with thought commands.

Including acceleration, steering, flying, locking aim, and various difficult physical movements...... And so on and so forth, and so on.

Basically, it only takes one idea, and as long as the user has such an idea, then it can be directly realized.

- This eliminates one of the most troublesome manipulation problems and provides an epic enhancement to the direct experience of the user itself!

Because it's like playing a game, how many people don't have that kind of micro-manipulation talent at all, and they don't have that kind of hand speed, so that the operation can't keep up with the consciousness at all, and what they think about is the five kills super god, but in fact, it's just a tower to send people's heads.

So much so that he can only be incompetent and furious, smashing keyboards, smashing mice, spraying teammates, and even punching directly through the computer monitor......

That's because they assume that they can do that, or they should say they think beautifully.

It's a pity that many people are high-eyed, although in the imaginary world they are giants-

I imagine that I can make all kinds of eye-catching maneuvers in battle, no matter what kind of emergencies I face, I can quickly react and respond, even if the enemy resists and struggles, everything is under my control.

It's like a cat playing with a mouse, no matter how the mouse resists, it's just a dying struggle, the cat is always at ease, with a bamboo in the chest, playing with it between the palms, it is the master of the masters, the kind that is as high as several floors.

It was only when they actually operated that they realized that what they thought was quite beautiful, but the operation itself was a piece of...... Even what they feel they should do can play a role in defusing the crisis and reversing the situation by surprise.

But the problem is that no matter how beautiful they think, their physical operations can't keep up with their consciousness.

And if you only need one thought of your own, you can directly turn it into actual operation at the level of reality, without delayed response, and Bing is about to feel it...... So what a terrible reinforcement this should be for the opponent's remnants!

It is precisely because of this that Sam can become an excellent warrior, 90% of his combat power is the bonus increase brought by power armor, not his own ability, and the remaining 10% is the combat power brought by the experience and determination he has honed.

If that power armor was removed, then he could only be said to be a barely qualified soldier of the old era, and he was useless.

Therefore, he is now able to fight the sky like a vigorous condor at high altitude, performing all kinds of fancy flight movements, up and down, left and right, sometimes swooping through the sky, sometimes spiraling to the sky, and changing different flight attitudes in the air.

It's not that he wants to stage an air version of "Fast and Furious", but to avoid the tracking and attack of the US fighters in this world...... He had made a mistake before, which led to a pursuit.

- And it simply can't get rid of it.

He didn't expect that there was a U.S. military base near the city, and the latter reacted so quickly, and the disadvantage of power armor was that it was not a streamlined design, nor was it a specialized flying device, it was essentially a piece of individual armor.

Flying is only an important inherent function of it, but it is not the main core function, and the power armor also follows the rules of physics, it is impossible to break through the speed of sound, let alone fly faster than a fighter jet.

So much so that now Sam is only much more agile than a fighter, at least no matter how fast the latter is, there is no way to make a sudden sharp turn, or even suddenly hover in place in the process of high-speed movement.

So the two sides can barely get entangled, but Sam knows that if it continues like this, the situation must be unfavorable to him.

Because his speed is too slow to get rid of the tracking of fighter jets, to be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the armor also has the function of infrared interference, which can make the missile explode directly when it is still far away, then he would have been knocked down.

But with his resistance, he showed various advanced technical applications of power armor, which also made the U.S. military realize his value and decided to recycle this strange piece of individual equipment at all costs.

In their opinion, this is definitely some latest product of the oligarchs of other powers, a test of weapons.

Since this is the case, then it is natural to grab this thing at all costs and turn it into your own technology. Of course, it would be great if we could peacefully take over this technological product.

Sam's power armor sensor has received a number of warning messages from the outside, all of which affirm that this is US airspace, and that he should not resist any more and accept the arrangement obediently, otherwise he will bear the consequences......

It's just that in the original world, he was wanted and slandered by the U.S. government for more than ten years, and the man has changed from a teenager to an uncle now, and he has always had a bad impression of the U.S. government, and now this favorability inheritance is also playing a role.

Plus, he knows very well what happens if he stops and gets caught-

Not only will he not be able to explain his origin, but the power armor that he relies on to save his life will definitely be snatched away and will never be returned...... In that case, he wouldn't even have the last chance to contact his companions and find a way back.

Therefore, he completely regarded it as if he had not heard the warning, but quickly turned his brain, thinking about how to get out of this predicament.

Raise the flight altitude?

No, the armor can only fly at a maximum altitude of 8,000 meters, and the fighters of the old era can easily break through twice the altitude, or again, this equipment was not designed to be a simple flying device from the beginning.

Hiding in the city?

This may be a good solution, unless the U.S. military goes crazy and attacks everywhere indiscriminately, without any regard for the safety of the people and the pressure of public opinion...... Well, when have they taken care of the people, probably only the latter can put some pressure on them.

With a quick decision, Sam swerved and swooped towards the city not far away.

This not only made the air force a little helpless for a while, but also caused large-scale riots in the city - after all, this can be considered an abnormal situation for the local residents.

From the initial thought it was an advertisement, it was Iron Man, to the appearance of the US Air Force and staged a chase in the distance, and even launched a missile, they realized that something was not quite right.

Now some people say that it was an alien invasion, or that the Chinese had called.

And Sam didn't even care about the chaotic and tumultuous neighborhood, and flew directly over the heads of the noisy, screaming, and running crowd!

Because this is the kind of effect he needs, the power armor has entered a low-altitude flight state, slashing between high-rise buildings, turning left and right with great agility, and drilling in some narrow and remote directions.

The intelligent program has automatically mapped out an optimal route, he only needs to hand over everything to the system, and then turn on modules such as holographic maker, optical invisibility, and mass field shielding step by step......

At that time, no matter how much the U.S. government in this world tosses, it will be impossible to find Sam.

It's just that that will bring a new problem, which is that Sam will be trapped in the city, and maybe he won't even be able to take off his armor, and he will need to fight a protracted battle, depending on who can consume whom...... Of course, that's something to think about later, and if the trouble can't be solved now, there will be no future.

Two minutes later, in a remote and gloomy alley in the middle of the city, Sam lay silently in the dark shadows, watching the silhouette of a fighter jet in the sky fly quickly.

He was not in a hurry, unmoved, but just reduced the operation of the power system step by step, reduced the heat emitted from the outside, and shielded all electronic signals by the way, opening up various functions of mimicry stealth and concealment.

Just when the man felt that he was hiding very well, a very appreciative voice came from the side-

"Wow, what about amazing technology, my friend......"

This sudden suddenness almost scared Sam into incontinence on the spot! How can it be! How could someone come to him without him noticing?

He quickly activated the rocket thruster with great vigilance, and soared directly into the sky, not caring that he would be exposed...... And isn't this already exposed?

"Take it easy, friend, take it easy...... I am not your enemy. However, the voice followed Sam's side like a shadow, which made his courage tremble a few more times.

Subconsciously hovering in the air, he manipulated his armor to turn around, and then was horrified to find a figure standing behind him.

He looked like a strange man, with a hearty smile, short, almost round hair, and a dress that resembled a medieval feeling, which seemed out of place for the whole era......

The most important thing is that he is standing directly in the air at a height of hundreds of meters, face to face with himself, without the help of any equipment!

"You...... Who are you? Sam swallowed hard.

"Me? My name is Günt Odim, a wandering mirror merchant, others give me face, call me a mirror master......" The man introduced himself with a hearty smile, and clapped his palms with his hands up.

Then, time stopped.

The world seemed to be stripped away at once, and all the surrounding scenery was frozen, including those fighter jets that were rapidly approaching in all directions, as if time had been directly pressed the pause button at this moment.

Even the sound seemed to be erased, and it became very quiet.

Sam gasped and began to wonder if there was something wrong with his eyes or brain, and he forced himself to suppress his shock and asked, "What are you...... No, what did you come to me for? ”

Is this a magician?

Or is it a demon?

What the hell is going on in this world?

"I found you? No, no, no, I think you found us. The man who identified himself as Gott Odim said with a smile, and although his attitude was very gentle, it still put a lot of pressure on Sam.

Especially the world of oil paintings that freeze all around, God! This is crazy!

"I found you?!"

"Yes, didn't you come to this plane through the Gate of the Worlds? You're not a native of this world, are you? "In that case, you must be our like-minded companion." ”

“……”

“……”

“…… I...... I don't understand......" Sam couldn't figure out what was going on, and the feeling that he was dreaming intensified.

"You see, we're all fighting that thing in the sky...... As soon as it appears, it will blow away and destroy the civilization of any world and any time like dust, tyranny, and the most vicious existence......"

Günter Odim disagreed, and pointed to the sun in the sky.

"My friend, welcome to the Anti-God Organization."