"Captain Tariq, please lay down your weapons and go for a routine check!"

"Captain Tariq, this is QS-8 Patrol, please turn off the armor, pull out the control key, and open the hatch for inspection!"

"Captain Tariq..."

Five YL-400 patrol mechs were scattered around Luther, all raising their arms and aiming their particle cannons at the cockpit of the YL-700 mech piloted by Luther. Luthor lowered his arms, released the fire switch, and remained stationary looking out through the cockpit one-sided goggles.

Ten glowing particle cannons were aimed at him, causing his pupils to shrink, and the charged particle cannons thinned the air around him, and it seemed that the air pressure in the cockpit also decreased. Cold sweat broke out from the back of his neck.

Not far away, in the metal dust that has not yet dissipated, the strange man controls the velociraptor armor without any sound, the orcs who came to support did not pay attention there, and focused their eyes on the cockpit of YL-700, Luthor did not dare to move, he did not turn off the communicator, but simply remained silent, and the constant calls of the orc soldiers from the communicator made him extremely anxious.

Tick!

Tick!

Sweat ran down the hair from his ears and fell to the metal floor of the cockpit, breaking in half.

The noisy communicator, and the quiet, dreary cockpit made Luthor's palms sweat drench, wetting the thin sponge of the motion collector in the metal glove.

At this moment, Luthor felt as if time stood still, and the second hand was turning at turtle speed.

"One last warning, Captain Tariq, please open the hatch and be checked!"

The orc's voice came out of the communicator, accompanied by the sound of electricity, Luthor couldn't understand the orc's language, didn't know the orc's warning, squinted his eyes, stared at the slowly raised particle cannon muzzle beside him, seemed to feel the wind pressure sweeping around his body, he knew that the danger was getting closer and closer!

The blue light of the particle cannon muzzle is getting stronger and stronger, which means that the charge is about to end, and the maximum value of the energy threshold valve is reached, and the particle cannon is about to fire.

Uncle Fan!

What are you doing!

Hurry up!

Luthor shouted frantically in his heart, extremely anxious, seeing that the YL-400 mecha piloted by the orc was about to fire, but the strange man who was good at playing a double reed did not show up for a long time, leaving less and less time for himself.

Squinting his eyes at the blue glow of the particle cannon, he made up his mind that if the strange man didn't appear after three seconds, he had to make a move and get out of range as fast as he could.

Three!

Two!

"Put down the guns for labor and management, you waste, are you keeping your brains to feed the ancient sandworms! The enemy is inside the wall! ”

"Retarded! Rubbish! Litter! Idiot! Don't hurry up yet! ”

"It's useless to surround labor and capital, if you lose the enemy, labor and management will strip you waste and hang it on the city wall!"

Just as Luthor gripped the motion collector again with his wet palm, and was about to escape, a deep, hoarse voice came from the communicator, and although he didn't understand what the other person was saying, he knew that it was the imitation of the dead orc squadron leader Tariq, that is, the voice made by the strange man.

Strange people have appeared!

The weirdos are on the move?

Luther gripped the action collector in the metal glove tightly with both hands, and his squinted eyes gradually widened and flashed!

Zizi

Zizi

The communicator channel switched, and the familiar voice of the weirdo sounded.

"Boy, I guess you're not going to turn off the communicator, listen up! Now, activate all your weapons, rush into the triangular holes in the wall, and let's fight! ”

"Remember, as long as I turn my gun into a knife, it's time for us to escape, you don't have to worry about anything, just follow me!"

"I'll take you out!"

Luthor didn't respond, his communicator was on full frequency, and if he did, the orcs would detect it.

Nodding silently, he took what the strange man said to heart, his body returned to his state of control, and began to act.

In the confused eyes of the five orcs driving the YL-400 mecha around him, Luthor drove the YL-800 to start moving, like a giant after contemplation, and like a titan covered in ice and snow to recover, the eight-meter-high YL-700 mecha easily pushed away the two orc patrol mecha of about four meters in front of him, and moved towards the triangular hole in the wall.

"What are you doing in a daze, you bunch of garbage, retarded, garbage!"

"Don't hurry up and keep up with the labor and management, take a slow step, and be careful that the labor and management throw you into the sand hole!"

The angry scolding of the strange man imitating the orc squadron leader Tariq pierced through the communicator, Luthor glanced at the orcs around him, the five YL-400s slowly lowered their arms, the particle cannon fire had been extinguished, and the orcs sitting in the cockpit looked at their companions, staring at each other with wide eyes, and they didn't know how to make a choice for a while.

It seems that the plan has taken effect!

Luthor's legs sped up and his hands touched the fire switch, turning on the particle cannons on both of the mech's arms.

With the roar of the metal soles, the corners of Luthor's mouth raised an imperceptible arc, and he manipulated his armor into the triangular holes in the wall.

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

The five orcs who had come to support stared at each other, not knowing what to do.

Is it to continue to chase the Tarik squadron leader who is driving the YL-700 and ask the other party to open a position for cross-examination?

Or follow it to chase enemies along?

This made the five low-level patrolmen, who had never encountered anything like it, fall into a dilemma for a while!

When they arrived, they happened to see Luthor controlling YL-700 to bomb the metal wall, and according to the Orc Border Ordinance, the pilot of the YL-700 must be interrogated, and everything was normal and calm, until the strange man imitated Tariq's voice rang out.

Tariq's aftermath still played a considerable role, making these low-level patrolmen, who were accustomed to listening to orders, get carried away by the angry scolding for a while, and didn't know how to deal with it.

The five orcs glanced at each other through the glass of the cockpit, and finally decided to abide by the rules and regulations of the orc border, intending to first check the YL-700 controller Squadron Leader Tariq.

However, His Excellency the Captain has entered the hollow of the wall!

How this should be for the better!

One of the orcs, who controlled the patrol mech, clutched his chest, mustered up his courage, and said into the communicator.

"Your Excellency Squadron Leader, please come out and accept it first...."

"Don't force labor and management, hurry in and support! You stupid X, this damn human has robbed us of all our secret weapons, you TM a little later...."

"I rub... Knock knock...."

Before the orc could finish speaking, the strange man's furious roar came out of the communicator, causing the other four orcs to tremble and not dare to think about it again. Call your companions and get into the wall to help Captain Tariq!

The sound of energy surging collisions, the sound of metal vaporization, and the sound of walls collapsing from the strange communicator made the suspicion in the hearts of several orcs lessen a little, and they turned their mecha bodies one after another, and entered the triangular hole.

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

The strange man drove a three-meter-high velociraptor to avoid the artillery fire from Luther, of course, Luthor didn't plan to really fight, just pretending, the two connected the channel, and Luthor would inform the stranger in advance through the communicator every time he fired the cannon.

On the other hand, the weirdos, with the help of the speed advantage of the velociraptor speed, pretend to be able to dodge the fire of the Luthor particle cannon every time.

The velociraptor mech is no more than three meters tall and is surrounded by thrusters, and although it does not carry many ranged weapons, it is extremely fast. In order to deduce the realism of life-and-death with Luther, the strange man deliberately slowed down his movements, circled around Luther, and the giant technology gun in his hand emitted a few waves from time to time, hitting the ground and walls, filling the entire hall of the secret room with smoke and dust.

The orc patrol, who was frightened by the strange people, rushed to hear the news, and when they saw the small mecha that was fighting with the YL-700, their hearts were alarmed, and they no longer had the slightest suspicion of the Tarik squadron leader disguised by the strange people.

It turns out that the captain is really chasing the enemy!

What's going on with this small white mecha in front of me, it can be indistinguishable from the captain.

Support Captain, Support Captain!

Several orcs had already judged the strange man driving the moon-white velociraptor to be their enemy, and followed closely in the footsteps of Luthor, the YL-700 mecha, and the five mechs surrounded the velociraptor in a circle.

The particle cannon in his hand begins to charge.

The strange man stood in the cockpit wrapped in the velociraptor armor, and saw the blue arc light of the dozens of particle muzzles around him gradually glowing, with a smile on his face from the vicissitudes of life, and his hands moved, and the two-meter-and-five-meter technology gun began to deform!

Click!

Click!

The floating module rotates and reorganizes, and the sharp blades appear on both sides of the technology gun, and the core converges, turning into a rotating crystal in the center of the sword grid and the sword body!

It took 0.65s to complete the transformation of the giant broadsword!

The strange man controlled the velociraptor to wield a giant sword, and without waiting for the five patrol mecha two-arm particle cannons to activate, it turned into a moon-white whirlwind, escaping through the cracks of several people, and instantly entering the triangular hole in the wall.

"Boy, don't be stunned!"

"Keep up!"

The strange man's voice came out of the communicator, and Luthor turned around and looked at the flash of moon-white lightning that followed, in the cockpit, the corners of his mouth twitched. He knew that the stranger's plan had officially begun.

"You idiots, you can get the enemy out of the way!"

"Waste, don't hurry up and chase it! What are you doing in a daze! ”

The five orcs glanced at each other, and found that the enemy this time was not simple, and they let each other escape under heavy surroundment, and with the vicious scolding of the squadron leader Tariq, several orc patrols were disgraced, and they followed the footsteps of YL-700 and began to pursue the fleeing moon-white mecha.

The orc soldiers didn't know that the moon-white velociraptor armor was a secret weapon hidden by their own high-level leaders, and thought it was an unknown infiltrator, thinking of the angry appearance of the Tarik squadron leader, if this matter was known to the guards elders, several orcs would have to shed their skin if they didn't die.

Perhaps, the sand caves of the ancient sandworms are already waiting for them.

Several orcs shivered when they knew the consequences of being escaped by the enemy, and a chill ran down their spines.

The enemy must be killed!

Thinking of this, the red-eyed orc patrol manipulated the YL-400 to turn on the maximum propulsion speed, faintly surpassing the YL-700 piloted by Luther, staring at the moon-white velociraptor not far ahead, and launched a chase battle in the not too spacious arsenal passage!