Mu Yang knows all about the almost rigid judgment ability of these robots-

There is only one enemy on the other side? It would be a waste to attack the opponent with a miniature*. Or use the counter-riot force to make head-on contact and take out the opponent without consuming a single shot.

By the time Muyang fired the third*, the City of Machines had already suffered unusually heavy losses: one-fifth of the city walls would be destroyed, one-tenth of the low-level mechs would be killed, and a large number of important facilities and precision instruments buried underground would be destroyed. To make matters worse, the flames spread and the high-rise buildings collapsed, and the mastermind had no intention of evacuating the robots, but still let them rush out of the same way.

The fourth* landed in the formation of the counterinsurgency forces rushing towards him, and these lowest-level robots acting as vanguard fighters were thin-skinned, and the bullet casings that flew out after the explosion were enough to kill a large area. One can imagine how devastating a complete * falling into a mechanical crowd is.

The points of point by point are constantly accumulated to Muyang's score.

At the same time, Mu Yang also knew that with the serious damage to the Machine City, his rating in the mastermind hatred system would also get higher and higher, until the other party would dispatch everything at all costs and hunt him down.

With the right management, these antiques of the last century have nothing to fear of themselves, and the only threat is the old-fashioned burrowing* that destroys the human base.

When he saw behind countless anti-riot robots, a three-meter-tall low-level robot and a ten-meter-tall heat-sensing robot walking out of the Machine City one by one, Mu Yang knew that he had almost reached the peak of the mastermind's hatred.

He decisively controlled the car and smashed the bazooka, turned around and ran wildly.

The mastermind will definitely not let go of himself as the culprit. When he discovered that the other party had the image of escaping, the heat-sensing robot that was originally at the end of the crowd began to increase his pace and make a gesture of chasing after him.

In the process of running wildly, countless low-level robots and riot robots were trampled on a sparse piece because they couldn't dodge.

While controlling the distance between the car and the Machine City, Mu Yang adjusted the position of the cab, stood up from the cab again, and fired back with a light machine gun.

Bang bang!

The mechanical unit also had people firing back with machine guns, and both sides were moving at high speed, and no one could hit anyone, and for a while, sparks were everywhere, and it looked fierce and abnormal, and no one died.

A bullet landed on the mecha less than three meters above Mu Yang's head, and the sound of metal impact rang out. Mu Yang didn't dare to wave anymore and drilled back into the cab.

The distance between the two sides was constantly being narrowed, but they remained outside the area of concentration of fire. A group of robots running in front of the troops got impatient, and automatically disengaged the protection mode and shot miniature * in the direction of Muyang.

Mu Yang operated nimly in the cab, and the car ran out of an unbelievable serpentine position on the land of Stefort, and one by one the miniature* fell not far from it, but it never exploded a bit.

The second batch of miniature * was shot again, this time in more volume and more abundantly.

There are even some miniature * that have obviously been calculated, and they have fallen on the road that Muyang must pass forward. But these robots can predict, and Mu Yang also knows their calculation formulas. A series of dazzling operations, all kinds of weird reverse running, positioning, nearly ten meters high car like a nimble cheetah shuttled through the position, leaving no corners.

Smooth and flawless.

With the passage of time, the army of robots following Mu Yang has exceeded 300.

At the same time, in front of the horizon, the outline of the gas station gradually emerged.

And there is the purpose of Muyang's trip.

As he dodged the miniature in a serpentine position on the ground*, he occasionally got up from his cab and fired two shots in the back, holding back the cyborgs' hatred. It was like a monster luring them in the direction of the gas station.

The gas station in front of me is getting closer and closer.

But Muyang knew that the biggest crisis was not over. The City of Machines also has the old-fashioned drilling* as a big killer. The reason why it has not been used until now is because the mastermind thinks that it is not necessary to waste so much against his own enemy.

However, as his hatred value grows higher and higher, and the distance away from the machine city grows farther and farther away, the mastermind's patience is almost at the limit, and it is more and more likely that he must keep himself if he moves this trick.

"Two kilometers away, tested to ......"

"Drip."

Before the radar in the cab finished spitting out this warning, Mu Yang, who had been waiting for a long time, skillfully pushed the hand lever and adjusted the buttons, instantly pushing the forward speed of the car to the highest -

At the speed of the old-fashioned drilling*, it will be able to reach its position within a second of launch. If you wait for the other party to complete the launch before making a stupid response, you will have been blown into ashes a long time ago!

The mastermind will predict, and he will also predict.

The old drilling* had a speed of up to 2,000 kilometers per hour and a destructive force of about ten standard football fields.

Before the main brain was ejaculated, Mu Yang made an operation in advance.

* When it appears at a high altitude, the car that was moving at a constant speed suddenly accelerates and suddenly loses its original position.

“…… Unknown high-calorie substances are solidifying rapidly. ”

At this moment, the voice under the radar had just been prompted, and the huge sky light was already shining behind him.

*, landed.

At that moment, Mu Yang briefly lost his sense of sight and hearing. He couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything, the only thing he could feel was that the giant robot that contained himself was still running wildly across the earth as best he could, according to his instructions!

The heat wave chased after him from behind, setting his hair and all the combustibles in the cab on fire. The fire alarm went off, and it was pouring rain from the small cab.

The blindness and deafness lasted for about half a minute, and gradually, Mu Yang could barely see everything in front of him clearly, and he could barely hear the wind around him.

The car was still running wildly across the open ground. It's just that after a full-throttle sprint, it slowed down significantly, and ran out of fuel and power.

Behind him, there was a huge clearing. Countless robots that had not had time to escape* were buried in it, becoming one of the dense metal wreckage.

Nearly a hundred cyborg troops have fallen into it.

This one, Muyang won the bet.

He took out the second bottle of vodka he had left behind from the Russians and took a sip.

Behind him, more than 200 robots followed him.