Rodney, who had finally repaired his left arm, asked the orderlies to "clear" the mechanic, who had been seriously wounded, out, and then he was the only one left in the huge captain's room.

Recalling the previous battle with Tang Yun, Rodney could almost confirm that the energy shield of the Southern Combat Ship at that time should have been blown open by some kind of bomb, otherwise, if Tang Yun had any other unique skills, it was unlikely that he would still be hiding under the danger at that time, which made him feel more at ease. How did he know how many restrictions Tang Yun's move to imitate [Light Breaking] energy was, and using it once meant that he couldn't use the micro engine behind him for half a day, how could he casually blow people up everywhere?

And at that time, Tang Yun felt that there was something wrong with this Rodney, and it was okay that he hadn't used those tricks, even if it was a small light breaking effect that wasn't too powerful.

However, the knife that Tang Yun hurt himself in the end was very tricky, Rodney thought casually.

Rodney wasn't worried about anything, if he hadn't been in a hurry to leave a little careless, he wouldn't have been able to eat this trick, thinking about Tang Yun's physical state and expression at that time, that knife was not easy to use.

Rodney thought so, and inadvertently, his triangular eyes full of crow's feet caught a glimpse of half a pack of cigarettes on the ground, half a pack of cigarettes that were too ordinary to be ordinary. Rodney paced over and picked it up gently, knowing that it had fallen out of the pocket of the mechanic he had been so badly wounded.

This half pack of cigarettes seemed to bring back many memories of his past, family, friends, and the days when he was a mercenary......

Rodney stretched out two thick and powerful mechanical fingers, took out one very carefully and put it in his mouth, and asked the orderly to bring a lighter, then carefully lit it, and then gently inhaled.

The face, still made of his own flesh and skin, gradually took on a look of nostalgia, and he remembered that the last time he smoked was almost five years ago before the damn magnetic bomb on the whiteboard blew himself up into the sky.

Take a gentle bite......

A heavy mouthful......

With a hard smack of the cigarette, a distorted expression that was almost struggling began to appear on Rodney's 10,000-year-old zombie face! It's like sucking not the butt of a cigarette but a woman's breast#room, he gulped, and the fire on the cigarette butt suddenly brightened and brightened with the undulation of Rodney's chest!

A cigarette burns out in minutes.

Rodney got up angrily and smashed the command table in front of him with one kick! Grab everything you can and throw it out!

The orderly guards outside the door were silent one by one, and no one dared to enter the house to take a look.

......

After a long time, Rodney finally regained his composure, he picked up the pack of cigarettes from the ground again, and the powerful and strong mechanical hand held it fiercely, and the half pack of cigarettes in his hands turned into shredded tobacco and confetti slowly drifted down.

Yes, Rodney has no sense of taste, no sense of smell, no manly function.

A cigarette is placed in his mouth, no matter how he smokes, even if he uses the strength to feed, his body does not feel any nicotine.

He is alive, but he is dead.

That's the only thing Rodney feels at the moment.

He was indeed dead, because Rodney had lost his free will, except for the sense of smell, taste, and manhood, so that, in the eyes of some philosophers of the old calendar, he was already dead the moment the magnetic bomb exploded.

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......

The duel is imminent, and although Xu Zheng, who is far away in Comia, still often wears a trademark smile that only shows six teeth on his face, it is really difficult for him to truly calm down in his heart.

The sad person who killed his own brother is on that KW27 not far away! But the person who duels with him is not himself!

Moreover, the order of the father arrived......

Today, a week before that life-and-death duel, Shen Fei asked his son Xu Zheng to return to the branch of the Apocalypse Research Institute in the Thousand Words Islands.

Xu Zheng looked at the video images transmitted through the cross-star gate communication technology, looked at the mosaic that his father hit in the face to prevent the video signal from being cracked, looked at the lush green bamboos behind his father, and looked at the Tianqin mechanical watch on his father's wrist and remained silent.

Just when Shen Fei was already about to cut off the communication and wait for Xu Zheng to return to the Apocalypse Research Institute in the Thousand Languages Islands, Xu Zheng spoke.

"Father!"

"This time ......"

"I'm going to listen to my own!"

Without waiting for Shen Fei to reprimand his disobedience, Xu Zheng cut off the communication first, and then commanded into the microphone on the lavalier.

"Chun Yuhan, transfer twenty good hands with Plan B equipment to follow me!"

Soon, Chun Yuhan's reply came from Xu Zheng's military headphones, "It's ready, where are you going?" ”

“KW27！”

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The maintenance work of the "Barge Beast" mecha did not go smoothly, and the battle on the southern combat ship near the D7 Star Gate was extremely fierce, although the Barge Beast mecha did not really hurt the muscles and bones, but the injury was not light.

......

"The armor from L18 doesn't need to be repaired at all, just throw it away and replace it with a new one!"

"I hurt my leg joints a little, so I just threw it away and replaced it with a new one!"

"There was some damage to the cockpit, and it was ...... directly Well...... This can't be thrown away, this still needs to be repaired to see ......"

......

With a nine-headed bird as a backer, the 4th battalion instantly became wealthy, which means that the poor are rich. However, the so-called rich and lavish is limited to the one in the old calendar joke, if you have money, buy two bowls of soy milk, drink one bowl and pour one bowl. The degree to which the bicycle is not bargained and the bus is not evaded.

More than ten years of strapped and bleak life have long created their iron rooster spirit of not falling into the void, even if it is a penny, they can also bring out the water! How big can it be?

The repair work is not difficult, the difficult thing is that many of the parts from the custom mecha of Cangzhi Qiqi have nowhere to be replaced. Therefore, the 4th battalion mechanic group must and can only carry out modular transformation. Use some off-the-shelf equipment to replace the damaged equipment.

However, this is not a difficult task for the masters of the 4th Battalion Mechanic Group, what is really difficult is Tang Yun's secret commission.

This time, Tang Yun didn't hide it, he directly took out two miniature crystals and a miniature light energy engine and put them on the operating table in front of the dozen or so men in the machine repair team.

One of the two crystals was the [Flame] that Tang Yun took from the thin brother when he fled from the Apocalypse Concentration Camp, and the other was from Xu Yuan's [Holy Realm]. As for the miniature engine, of course, it was the last one removed from the three Apocalypse special power exoskeletons that Wei Songping threw at him, which is the so-called Plan B equipment.