The concussive broadsword was tightly grasped by the YL-700 controlled by Luther, and the entire blade sank into the white wall, and the blade rubbed against the desolate mecha wreckage deep in the wall, and sparks flew in the huge gap.

Snort!

As the metal body swayed violently, the gap in the wall became larger and larger, and the falling speed of the YL-700, which was holding the broadsword, became more and more obvious.

"Stay out of the way!"

The strange man snapped his last remaining blade into the crack in the wall and shouted at the falling Luthor.

The particle cannon slanted like a torrential rain, and the huge body of the mecha staggered like a canoe in the blue ocean.

"Let go!"

"Let go!"

The strange man shouted nervously, and Luthor pressed his left hand tightly against the biting actuator of the mechanical arm, trying to pull the broadsword out of the wall. Seeing Luthor's stubborn insistence, the strange man gritted his teeth and threw the communicator in front of the cockpit mirror. Yell.

"Let go! Brat! ”

"Without the sword, how can I fight down!"

The strange man was stunned for a moment, looked at the hilt of the broadsword clenched in the palm of the mechanical arm, and muttered to himself blankly.

Yes, without weapons, even if you successfully dodge the bombardment, how can you fight the orcs!

But the weirdo is worthy of a hundred battles, and he instantly opens his mind.

yelled, "Bastard boy, you TM let go of labor and management first, and dodge the first round of attacks!" ”

"Weapon, I'll get it for you!"

Luther stopped insisting and released his metal palm in an instant before the particle cannon could rain.

Boom Boom!

Boom Boom!

Two orc patrols, ten mechs, and twenty particle cannons, attack the two people hanging from the Great Wall, and the ultra-charged particle cannons carry huge energy to explode on the white wall.

The strange man overloaded the thrusters around the velociraptor on, and the raging air currents swept through the moon-white metal body. Swift as a knife, the velociraptor is controlled like a ninja walking on the wall, moving diagonally down the wall and moving quickly. The particle cannon exploded on the wall beneath the metal foot, cracking the white dirt wall and revealing the derelict mech's remains.

The orc mech patrol saw the wall crack and was attracted by the metallic sheen reflected from the mecha wreckage.

The second charge is a step slower.

It was this stunned moment, which lasted for less than two seconds, that gave the strange man a moment to grab the falling Luthor and crash into the soft sand pit under the city wall.

The two metal bodies slammed into the bunker, and the floating earth turned into smoke and dust that obscured the view.

The weirdo stood in the cockpit and shook his head, and the velociraptor stood up and banged on the outer wall of the YL-700 cockpit.

Bang bang!

"Boy, what's up!"

"It's okay, I'm okay!"

In the cockpit of the somewhat deformed YL-700, Luther, who was holding his head, replied with the corners of his mouth tugging.

Luthor was nearly thrown out of the cockpit by the impact of the mech's massive weight, and if it weren't for the balance strap around his waist that dragged his body all the time, he would have been reduced to a lump of flesh from the impact.

The strange man heard Luther's voice steady, his breath was a little rapid, and he thought that the little brother should be fine, and after a few words of advice, he flew up, and the metal soles of his feet were like sharp iron nails, stepping on the clouds, and pulling out the broadsword in the exploding wall.

"The sword is given to you, the beam gun will definitely not be used, there are too many of them, let's run separately, you left and I right!"

"Good!"

Luthor manipulated the mecha to stand up, took the broadsword drawn by the stranger, held the sword in his right arm, and activated the particle cannon in the front of his left arm, and the two looked at each other and acted separately.

In the distance, the orcs stared closely at the sand pit under the Great Wall, and saw the enemy coming out of the sand, and the muzzle of the gun with his forearm raised was aimed at the two, one on the left and one on the right, attracting half of the firepower, which for a while put a lot of pressure on Luther facing five YL-400s.

Krach, the leader of the cat-man squadron above the city walls, observed the situation below, his three-petaled brown lips opened, exposing his four fangs to the air, and the communicator in his hand was handed to his mouth and howled.

"Rubbish! Idiot, leave that little one alone, go all... Go after YL-700! ”

"The YL-700 thruster is broken!"

The sound reached the ears of the orcs below the city walls, and they turned their guns in unison at the running Luther. The cat man narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, looked at the patrol above the city wall, and said impatiently.

"And you guys, what are you doing in a daze, get down and chase YL-700!"

There were less than ten orc mecha above the city wall that could move, and when they heard the order of the cat man, they acted at the same time, turned on the thrusters, warmed up and lifted into the air, and flew towards the bottom of the city wall.

Luthor stood in the cockpit, his forehead streaked with blood, clearly marked by the previous impact.

The movement of the feet is non-stop, and the YL-700, which has lost the unilateral thruster behind it, can only rely on two mechanical legs and the small thrusters around it, and the mechanical walking seems slow in the eyes of the orc patrolmen, and the particle cannon muzzle charging is completed again, as long as the YL-700 continues to advance, it will be overwhelmed by the cannon fire.

"Is there anything I can do to make me run faster!"

Luthor yelled anxiously at the communicator, not knowing what the orcs in front of him had heard, and he had only five YL-700s in front of him, and now he became the target of all orc mechs.

The blue light of the particle cannon flickered in the reflection of his pupils, making his whole heart tremble.

"There is only one way to do this!"

"What a way!"

"Give up YL-700!"

The strange man's voice came, cold and concise!

Abandon the mech? Luthor hesitated for a moment.

It's not that he has distracting thoughts and is reluctant to leave this iron-armored steel fist, but at this moment, the predicament is ahead, and the orc attack is imminent, even if he is allowed to leave YL-700, where can he run with his physical body? Can two legs outrun a flying orc mech?

"Return the joystick to its position, enter cruise mode, autopilot, the hatch opens, I shout three times, and you jump!"

Is the weirdo going to cut in and pick him up?

Only when the two of them are on the velociraptor at the same time can they take off and escape.

Putting aside the distractions, Luthor took a deep breath.

Putting the joystick back in place, turning on the YL-700's cruise mode, he could only walk forward automatically and pry open the glass cover of the observatory, Luthor pulled the long cable of the communicator, shouting in the scorching sand.

"I'm ready, where are you?"

"Three"

"Two"

"One! Jump! ”

Luthor heard the strange man's voice, but found that there was no moon-white figure under the lookout, and his heart was nervous, but when he saw the orc particle cannon getting closer and closer, he simply gritted his teeth and jumped over.

Yes!

The knee slammed against the hard metal armor, and Luthor's brow furrowed in pain.

But fortunately, I was caught.

The velociraptor who circled to Luther's side like a ghost from the right side hugged his arms and caught Luthor, and the thrusters behind him were wide open, and blue flames erupted, cutting through the arc towards the city wall.

As soon as the velociraptor left YL-700's side, dozens of blue light clusters all hit the traveling eight-meter-tall body, and a cry suddenly sounded in the patrol group's mecha group.

Watching YL-700 slowly fall, the orcs smiled and thought in their hearts.

These damned humans killed their Squadron Leader Lord Silvais on the Great Wall before, and now they have finally avenged Your Excellency the Squadron Leader!

Finally take down this difficult enemy!

The cat man on the city wall saw this scene and scolded at the communicator.

"Are you idiots, people are running away!"

"Hurry up and recover it for labor!"

The orc patrol who was still in the middle of the excitement was stunned!

What about the little white mech?

The orcs remembered the escaped velociraptors! They all turned around and looked, and found that the moon-white velociraptor had fled behind the mecha group, fifty meters away from the city wall.

Ten YL-400s on the ground just began to pursue!

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

Standing on the city wall, Krach gave the last order to pursue the orc patrol, and took a deep look at the distance of the Great Wall, the trajectory of the rapid advance of the velociraptor was like a sharp fish bone, stuck in Krach's throat, making it uncomfortable all over his body.

Knowing full well that the enemy may not be able to chase back, the cat man connected the communicator band to the guard chief, and weighed his tone and reported humbly.

"Lord Nanks, Krach is sorry for you, even if you are determined to break your bones, but the enemy is too cunning!"

"We went all the way from arms ......."

Nanks, the chief of the guard on the other end of the communicator, impatiently interrupted the catman's words and asked in a deep voice.

"What about Tariq? What about Sylvis? ”

"Why you!"

The cat man hid his face and wept, and his tone was sad, "You don't know, my lord, the enemy is too cunning... Mistress Tariq and Mistress Sylvais are both enemies...."

"You repeat, Tariq and Sylves are dead?"

Nanx's voice suddenly increased, and the anger revealed in his voice made the cat-man tremble.

"Yes, my lord, the enemy is not only ....."

With the cat-man's emotional interpretation, the two Luthors broke into the arsenal, killed Tariq, snatched the mecha, killed Sylvis, and other columns of oil and vinegar all reported to the orc border guard captain Nanks, and skillfully put the blame on the two orc squadron leaders who died.

On the other side of the communicator, the orc border guard Long Fox Nanx frowned, ordered to give the cat man a few orders, and hurriedly hung up the communication.

Sitting in the garrison office, I couldn't calm down, and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

It is no more than five hours away from the arrival of the elders of the Lex family, the patrol envoys of the orc empire!

And now, with such urgency, moths are making trouble.

This made him not annoyed, but adhering to the usual calmness and wisdom of the Lex fox people, Nanks did not immediately call his subordinates to discuss, but looked deep through the window into the distant sky.

Fingers tapped on the window edge, pensive.

The human captives that appear on the frontier must be provided to the patriarchs, whether out of loyalty to the Lex family or out of reverence for His Majesty.

And the forces behind this group of human beings have yet to be discovered.

Touching the interests behind the scenes, this is not something that a small border guard chief can touch.

As long as the border is quiet and peaceful at the time of the arrival of the patrol envoy, the captured human intelligence can buy a good price for itself, and the matter of entering the four legions will become smooth.

However, how to control the sudden emergence of human beings within one's own scope is a difficult problem.

Nanx, the fox man, slowly opened his mouth, reflected his scarlet eyes on the glass of the window, his brow gradually stretched, and he picked up the communicator in his hand.

"Nedriak?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Is the situation in the Lower Three Domains stable?"

"No problem, my lord!"

"Take your squad and meet me at the garrison! Catch me some moths! ”

"Yes, sir!"