A faint stream of air swept through the fork in the road, and the shattered mecha wreckage and charred orc corpses formed a grim picture.

Luthor squinted his eyes and stood in the center of the YL-700 cockpit, the thin, slightly damp sponge pad in his palm, clenched again with the force of his arm.

A warning from a strange man rang out in his ears.

"Boy, don't be in a daze, two teams of orcs, meet after four and a half minutes, you must leave before the orcs block the exit!"

The strange man's tone was hurried, and he drove a moon-white velociraptor to swing in place. After an overload battle, the strange man has been able to control the three-meter-tall velociraptor armor with ease.

"Hmm!"

Luthor nodded in response, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and after resetting the movement capture device around his body, he controlled YL-700 to face the strange man, and said.

"Uncle, let's go!"

As his words fell, the moon-white figure disappeared in place, turning into a white horse, advancing deeper into the metal corridor!

Two large thrusters behind YL-700 erupted blue flames, and immediately after, for a moment, a dull roar of metal footsteps spread through the corridor.

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The Orc Arsenal is a cylindrical building with a radius of 1,000 meters, which has four areas, namely the mecha storage area, the reconnaissance aircraft storage area, the energy battery storage area, and the weapon experiment area.

Luthor and the stranger infiltrate through the sewers, go straight to the proton energy battery storage area, and after planting the nuclear bombs, pass through the secret weapons storage, steal the velociraptor mech, and then meet five orc patrols, right in the middle of the reconnaissance aircraft storage area and the mech storage area.

At this time, the QS-8 orc patrol was completely wiped out, five YL-400s were destroyed, the mecha signal disappeared at the junction of the two areas, and the combat position was exposed, which directly led to the discovery of the whereabouts of Luthor and the stranger.

Sylvestris the Gnoll Commander, the leader of the patrol squadron, who spotted the enemy's tracks, drove another YL-700 to stand on the perimeter of the arsenal and curse at the communicator.

"8 groups of idiots, they can't hold out for five minutes, they deserve to die!"

"Group 5, Group 7, you TM cheer up the labor and management, the enemy will hand over in the two districts, and the labor and management will start to cover the two districts!"

"Hit hard!"

"Labor and management don't want TM, see TM's living people!"

The ten orc patrols in groups 5 and 7 on the other side of the communicator were as silent as cicadas, and no one replied for a while. They knew that Sylves's temper was really going to feed his men to the Araku Sandworms.

Seeing that there was no response from the communicator, Sylvis's wolf-headed orange-red eyes burned with rage.

"Do you TM understand, labor, don't want TM to see the living!"

"Yes, in... Squadron Leader! ”

Hearing the trembling answers of the two groups of orcs, Sylvais took off the communicator, opened the cockpit door and looked at the western sky, breathing a sigh of relief.

No wonder it was so anxious at the moment, the captain of the guard, Lord Nanks, informed it before the 4 Yao Hours, and the Patrol from the Imperial Core expected to descend on the border after 10 Yao O'clock, and it was necessary to ensure that the border was calm and harmonious, so that the patrol could reassure the Lord.

The demeanor of Nankes, the guard of the long fox man, was vivid at that time, although his tone was steady and relaxed, but as long as the old orcs who followed Nanks knew that the calmer Nanks spoke, the more attention should be paid to it, and the more kind his tone was, the more vigilant he should be.

There used to be an orc squadron leader who didn't take Nanx-sama's words seriously, but now it is estimated that he has merged with the intestinal flora of the ancient sandworms. And the party who carried out the punishment was Captain Sylvis.

At that time, Captain Sylvester was only the leader of Lord Nanx's personal guard team, and he witnessed Nanks send the squadron leader into the Deserted Sand Cave because the squadron leader didn't take his words seriously.

After listening to the screams and intestinal peristalsis of 24 Yao Shi, Sylves almost broke down and fled from the sand cave, and was later promoted to Border Patrol Squadron Leader.

Sylves, who was promoted to squadron leader, regards every word of the guard chief as a top priority, and claims to be Lord Nanx's most loyal watchdog, so he takes the orders conveyed by the guard commander extremely seriously.

And this directive is the biggest warning to Sylvis.

Three days earlier, the patrol had captured a heavily armed human squad in the Endless Sand Sea, and Sylvais had no need to worry about it as Lord Nanks' most important captive for the Patrolman.

However, since humans suddenly appeared in the endless sea of sand, it was still a heavily armed human organization, which meant that there must be a lot of human moths hiding in the Yunluo Border. If these human moths don't make trouble, it can turn a blind eye, and wait for the patrol to make the adults happy to harvest the captives and return to the empire to invite merit, and then settle accounts with the hidden moths!

But now, the moths have infiltrated the orc's arsenal, and if this is discovered by the guard chief Nanx, he may also become the intestinal flora of the Arraku sandworm.

"Damn moths!"

"Damn six yaoshi!"

Sylvais raised his gray-haired right paw, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and cursed angrily.

He didn't dare to scold the inspector, he didn't dare to scold Nanx, he could only secretly complain that the remaining six hours were too little, and there were too many human moths, which made his squadron leader's situation so difficult.

Six Hours!

Keep the border quiet and peaceful!

"Go to the quiet and peace of TM!"

Sylvais lifted his foot and kicked on the motion collector, and the kicked moving motion collector slashed forward, driving the YL-700 mech forward. The mecha leaned, and the gnoll in the cockpit was crooked, almost slipping, and hurriedly fixed its body and regained control.

"Even your TM is against labor and management!"

"It was definitely the most unlucky day of my Sylvis's life!"

Anxious and irritable, the gnolls who lost their minds wanted to cry at the moment, and could only wait silently for the news from the orc patrol under his command.

Seconds passed, and there was no news about the enemy in the communicator except for the roar from the collision between the metal paws of the mecha and the ground of the arsenal!

"5 groups and 7 groups, you TM don't see people!

"Still alive to squeak labor and management!"

After half a ring, the communicator emitted the sound of electricity.

"Squadron Leader, we see the enemy!"

"A YL-700, like Squadron Leader Tariq's car, a three-meter-tall white mech!"

Sylvais heard the voice and didn't have time to think about it.

"Why are you stunned when you see it, you will be blown into slag by labor and capital!"

"What a bunch of rubbish!"

Hearing the cry of the jackal, the orc patrol wanted to cry without tears, and secretly said in his heart, my lord, we also want to blast the enemy into slag, but we can't keep up with the speed of the other party at all! Where can the speed of the YL-400 compare to the YL-700, let alone the faster white mecha.

Of course, it didn't dare to say this to Sylvis, who was known for his ferocity, so he could only cry in a low voice.

"My lord, they're heading in your direction, it's too fast, we... We can't catch up! ”

When the gnoll heard the patrolman's answer, he immediately hung up the communication, controlled the eight-meter-tall YL-700, opened the whole body thruster, and untied the giant chain saw from the wide back of the mecha to bring the entrance of the passage on the north side of the arsenal.

The thick mechanical arm swings, straightening the giant chainsaw and holding it in front of the mech's chest.

In the middle of the chain saw blade, which is made up of layers of sharp saw blades, is a hanging plate like a rotating track.

With the control of the jackal, the gear of the mounted disc rotates, the two track gears engage, the gap between the blade blades shrinks, and the core powered by protons drives the outer chain to rotate, turning into a four-meter-long chain saw knife in an instant.

Sylvais glanced at the rapidly spinning saw blade and landed at the exit of the passage.

Cruel smile!

Wait for the enemy to appear!

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Luthor manipulated YL-700 to cling to five meters behind the stranger, his eyes red, his black hair wet with sweat, and clinging to his forehead.

The black combat suit on his back was already soaked, and the whole person seemed to have just been fished out of the water.

The round eyes scanned the rear vision of the cockpit observation deck, and ten YL-400 mechs filled the metal corridors of the arsenal, and the eyes were densely packed.

The hand holding the joystick slammed into force, and the figure moved closer to the velociraptor in front of him.

"Boy, 120 meters ahead, stop 80 meters from the gate, there are orcs outside the door!"

Luthor heard the strange man's voice and looked into the light not far away, and under the light, a dark green mecha stood faintly.

!

Annoyed and scolded!

I thought that I would sneak in quietly, and then flee quietly, but I didn't expect that the orcs would send several teams of troops to surround them like insects and flies that smelled carrion, and chased after the two of them closely.

Controlling YL-700 to move forward at high speed, physical strength declined, and the blood supply to the brain was slow due to the rapid drop in blood sugar, and the brain felt dizzy, shook his head, and tried to stay awake,

Gritting his teeth, he shouted at the weirdo in the communicator.

"Uncle, do what you say!"

The strange man who manipulated the moon-white mecha was silent, although the tiredness in Luther's tone was not obvious, but how could he hide the strange man who had experienced a hundred battles, the YL-700 mecha he had piloted, and if he wanted to keep the ground advancing at high speed, he had to bear the additional weight from the metal action collector, and the orcs who had not used genetic potions drove the YL-700 at full speed, but they could only survive 400 meters.

Along the way, there were countless twists and turns in the metal passages on the opposite side, and the distance that Luthor advanced at full speed was probably no less than 700 meters, only a lot more.

He's persevering with all his perseverance!

The strange man did not reply immediately, but paused for a second in the piloting of the velociraptor and looked back at the cockpit wrapped in the brown lookout, secretly cheering for the little brother he had not met for a long time.

He turned his gaze to his arms.

There was a dark blue injection lying there!

Blue crystal liquid flows in it!

The strange man's eyes flashed with a sharp light and muttered.

"Hold on, boy, just go over the walls, it will make you fly!"

"Uncle, what did you say?"

Luthor asked in confusion when he heard what seemed to be a strange voice coming from the communicator.

At this time, it is 132 meters away from the exit, and it is only about 50 meters away from the distance specified by the stranger just now, and the stranger did not give any plan!

The strange man withdrew his gaze from his chest, looked fifty meters ahead of the metal passage, and shouted in concentration.

"Luther, fifty meters ahead, turn on the engine on your chest, stop 3 meters away, wait for my instructions!"

"I'll draw a line for us!"

"Then use your cannon to blast a skylight for us!"

After listening to this, Luthor estimated the distance with the naked eye, and glanced at the ceiling at the designated location!

Take a deep breath!

"Are you going to conquer the skies?"