Luther's thigh muscles tensed, and with the heavy metal action collector under his feet, he strode through the cockpit of the YL-700, the black collar of his combat uniform at the back of his neck was wet with sweat, and his mouth was constantly heavi.

In order to facilitate the piloting of the mech, the first time he entered the cockpit, Luthor removed the exoskeleton armor given by the stranger. Without the hydraulic assistance of the exoskeleton armor, the left calf, which had lost some of the sensation, felt extremely heavy after the mounted metal action collection boot.

Although the action capture device connected to the core processor of the mecha has a built-in power assist system, there is still a lot of pressure on a pure human body like Luther.

Turning his head, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead on his arms and focused on the five YL-400 patrol mechs outside the cockpit.

The five orcs seemed to be frightened by the camouflaged strange words, and at this moment they were full of energy to chase the moon-white lightning in front of them, and the thrusters on the back, calves, and waists of the YL-400 mecha were emitting blue flames, and the propulsion fire was opened to the maximum, making the air in the entire metal corridor steam!

Luthor looked at the velociraptor armor controlled by the stranger, the moon-white velociraptor armor was not large, it had an advantage in the metal corridor, and it was in a precarious state to draw various arc trajectories in front of him, like a negative girlfriend, controlling the distance from the YL-700 piloted by Luther, but not letting the five orcs get close.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Luthor gasped and laughed.

In one sentence.

As long as you can catch me, I'll let you hehehehe!

Of course, it is impossible for the weirdos to let the five orc patrols catch up, and even if they do, they may not be able to tell!

Whether it's the lightning-fast speed of the velociraptor mecha or the extremely strange body style, the moon-white figure is like a ghost without a shadow in the metal corridor, hanging the five patrolmen tightly behind him.

.....................

The circular metal corridor of the arsenal was long enough for Luthor to lose himself in it.

But at this moment, in the hearts of the strange people who took the lead, the metal corridor of the arsenal was unusually short, so short that as long as he opened all the thrusters around the velociraptor mecha, he would drive out of the circular corridor in less than 15 seconds.

The strange man hesitated, he wanted to wipe out all five orc patrols and leave the arsenal!

However, the length of the corridor did not allow him to have enough room to maneuver. Chapped lips opened, shouting into Luther's band.

"Boy, can you hold on!"

Luthor didn't respond, the full-range communicator rattled as he gripped the joysticks in the metal gloves of his hands, pushing the entire mech forward with more fire, leaping out of the orc patrols.

The weirdo glanced back, knowing that Luthor had told him with action that he could do it!

At the same time, he calmed down a lot in his heart, and said in a deep voice to the communicator.

"That fork in the road 75 meters ahead, you drive through with maximum horsepower, I will hide, you drive to the right passage, go forward fifty meters, and then turn back!"

"Remember, go fifty meters and turn back!"

Hearing the strange man's voice, Luthor didn't think about why, didn't have any doubts about the strange man's order, and immediately executed it! Silently, the speed of his feet increased, and the force of his hand on the joystick increased a few points.

Whew!

Whew!

The back of the YL-700 mecha was raised, and two blue flames about half a meter long erupted, scorching the air in the metal corridor until it was hot!

The vector thruster plates on both sides of the armpit opened, and six small pillars of blue flame brightened up in the not-so-dark passage.

The eight-meter-tall mecha rushed forward like a cannonball with a heavy heat wave!

The eyes of the five orc patrols who were left behind were full of shock and helplessness, shocked their captain Tariq, this time it was a real fire, and he advanced so desperately, you must know that in the circular corridor, it is easy to hit the wall if the advance speed is too fast! And the helplessness in his eyes is all because it is difficult for the YL-400 under him to increase his speed! The level difference is too much!

Luthor piloted the mecha to distance himself from the orcs, and in the not-so-small space, he got closer and closer to the moon-white figure, and farther and farther away from the orcs.

The air waves around the mecha hit the metal walls on both sides, and there was a roar, and he looked up at the curved wall, which was less than 25 meters away from the fork in the road that the strange man said, and at this speed of advancement, it would reach its destination in about four seconds!

"Three seconds left, boy, remember! 50 meters! ”

The strange man's voice came, Luthor calculated the time in his heart, looked up and looked ahead, the fork in the road was getting closer and closer, and the moon-white mecha figure controlled by the strange man disappeared into the metal passage.

Two!

One!

Through a fork in the road! Luthor raised his arms, leaning against the heavy armor beneath the mech's arms. It slammed into the metal wall at the fork in the right side, causing the mech to deflect in a deflected direction.

Boom!

A deafening crash was heard in the cockpit, and Luthor gripped the joystick in the motion capture gloves with both hands, finding the right direction as the mech shook.

The fork on the right is narrow, and the eight-meter-tall giant sprints through it, emitting a loud sound.

Whew!

A sharp wind whistled outside the cockpit, and after 7 seconds, it reached its designated position and turned around.

Start looking back!

In the cockpit, Luthor gasped and grinned, looking at the moon-white figure on the other side of the hallway, moving over.

"Boy, do you want to know why you are speeding up and not looking back?"

The strange man's hoarse voice rang out from the communicator, and Luthor shook his head, silent.

The voice gave him the feeling of a hot-blooded penbai, like a warrior with a blunt sword, fighting on the icy battlefield of the horse-leather shroud.

Every time there is a fight, the weirdos are extremely excited.

Perhaps, Uncle Fan is the best warrior!

Luthor silently called out in his heart.

As the YL-700 approached the fork in the road, the roar grew louder and louder, and looking down through the cockpit's one-way goggles, the blue fireworks of the small thrusters near the YL-700's knees began to sway, and Luthor knew that it was due to the rapid influx of orc mechs, which caused the gas in the corridor to decrease rapidly.

The dull roar came from the five orc patrols piloting the YL-400 mech, and the sound was not far from the corner, and it seemed that it was about to approach the velociraptor piloted by the strange man.

Keep your eyes on the moon-white mech around the corner of the fork.

The weirdo hides on the other side of the corner, controlling the mecha to hold the giant broadsword in his backhand, leaning against the wall, like a swordsman with a ready hand.

The velociraptor armor that grabbed the giant broadsword opened and closed its arm armor, and in the tiny net-like hollow, you could see the orange-red flames flowing like liquid, and the metal palm rubbed around the hilt of the broadsword, and the violent vibrations from the core vibration swept the blades on both sides, and the layers of fine vibrations on the blades on both sides made the armor next to the wall tremble.

"Don't think that the bigger the mech, the better!"

"Don't think that the thicker the muzzle, the better, look at it, let you see what a real battle is!"

"It's coming!"

The strange man's voice once again resounded in Luthor's cockpit, a lesson to him, and a long howl as a warrior!

That one came, the voice was soft, the tone was heavy, and Luthor seemed to see the strange man covered in blood, standing on top of the layers of orc corpses.

Well~

For no reason, Luthor shivered, and the strange man drove a velociraptor like a swordsman who had been raising swords for a long time, and he would eventually draw his sword!

The subtle blue flame on the lap of the YL-700 mech was extinguished, and the roar in the hallway was close at hand.

The ring-shaped metal wall trembled, vibrating with the white glow on the broadsword.

Luthor stared at the moon-white figure, holding his breath as if he were in the center of the eye of the storm.

Rumble!

Zizi!

Zizi!

Maybe it's a second, maybe it's a few seconds!

Maybe it's one cut, maybe it's several!

Luthor didn't know what was happening, the moon-white figure was so fast that Luthor could feel the breeze wafting in the lower and lower air pressure while sitting in the cockpit.

It was a white lightning bolt, and the sound of particle concussion sounded in the roaring YL-400 mecha group.

Sparks from the metal cut make the dark hallway seem like daylight.

When!

When!

With the fireworks splashing, the crisp movement of metal falling to the ground, and the wail of the orcs.

Only then did Luthor see what was in front of him.

Yikes!

The thin air made his heart beat faster, and fine beads of sweat erupted from the palms of his grips on the joystick.

How to describe the scene in front of him, Luthor didn't know, after the sparks like daylight dissipated, all he could see was the fragments of the mecha that had been cut into several pieces, and there were still marks of burning like a soldering iron on the cut of the broken metal.

Five orc patrols, five YL-400s!

Three of them, completely cut into pieces, and the orcs in the cockpit turned into charred corpses, covering the entire metal corridor.

An orc who had been cut off by the waist lay on the ground, his chest heaving and heaving, and he still had a breath left.

The high heat caused by the concussive blade of the broadsword cutting through the metal burned the section of the orc's waist to a charred black, and not a drop of blood flowed out!

The other surviving orc sat slumped in the cockpit of YL-400, his eyes glazed and frightened, his cloudy gaze scanning a puddle of broken corpses on the ground, past Luthor's cockpit mirror, and staring at the moon-white figure in a daze.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Saliva splashed, and the orcs frantically banged on the glass of the cockpit, looking in horror at the moon-white mecha that was getting closer and closer.

The man controlling the moon-white mecha looked calm, and there was not the slightest expression of emotion on his oily face, and he drew his broadsword behind his back, revealing his white teeth, imitating Tariq's voice.

"What should come, will come!"

"The debt of twenty years ago must be repaid little by little!"

With the orc's round eyes and trembling claws, Luthor could feel the desperation of the pretender's discovery that Squadron Leader Tariq turned out to be the Pretender.

Flutter!

The concussive broadsword stretched out towards the orc's cockpit, and the cockpit's usual sturdy lookout glass was pierced like a newspaper, and the frightened, crazy, and desperate orc stared at the white blade that slowly entered the body, thinking about what the strange man had said.

Twenty years ago's debt!

"Twenty years ago?"

"I want to pay it back a little bit! ... Mom.."

As the white light trembled, the concussive blade brought up a burst of blood mist, staining the inner wall of the cockpit blood red, and the orc breath was lost.

Five Patrolmen! Annihilation!

Luthor pulled his wet hands out of his metal gloves and unbuttoned his combat suit, there was not a trace of chill in the cockpit, and the heat from his body Pengbai made his brain feel dizzy.

"Boy, this little bit of combat can't work?"

The voice of the strange man rang out.

Luthor stroked his forehead and waved his hand slightly.

"Maybe there's not enough oxygen!"

The strange man was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed mysteriously, "Boy, don't be idle, you have to retreat, go to a safe place, show you the treasure you just found, it will be of great benefit to you!" ”

Luthor didn't know what treasure the stranger had found in the secret room, but he could tell from the other party's cheerful tone that the treasure was not small.

The mood was relaxed, and the news of the mysterious treasure washed away the tiredness from the body.

Luthor licked his lips and was about to open his mouth when a voice rang out from the omnichannel communicator.

"The QS-8 squad is all destroyed, the enemy is still inside, the 5th and 7th groups, ready to wrap up!"

In confusion, the channel is cut off and docked with the weirdos.

"It seems that you can't rest, boy, stay excited and get ready to fight!"