Sincarliland, inside the factory where the Suicide Squad broke in. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A minute earlier, three red armors had pierced the ceiling and landed in the basement, and now, the place had been demolished to the point where it was almost unrecognizable. The three mechs were equipped with an exaggerated number of guns, and the firepower was so powerful that the team members had no room to return fire. Molotov cocktails set the space on fire, and everyone shrank their heads desperately behind the cover, the sound of the shelter being shot into a sieve by bullets.

Eric also tried to activate the armor, trying to step forward to fight the three machines, but unfortunately now he has completely forgotten how to fight, and because he has no will to fight at all, he is very reluctant to even maintain a neural connection with the armor.

Who the hell am I? Should I really be here and fight these people in front of me?

If not...... So where do I belong?

Full of doubts led to his hesitation in battle, and it could even be said that he had almost no fighting spirit at all. After being hit head-on by a stray bullet, Eric's body was blasted into the air, and his armor dragged a thick cloud of black smoke out of the middle of the explosion, shattering a huge piece on the ground.

"Oh, these are great." Dead shot shrunk behind a collapsed titanium wall and muttered, "Our 'last hole card' has been put down, it's yours, Victor." ”

"Squad, debrief." Victor's voice came from the other side again, "How are you doing over there?" ”

"What do you think, man?" Deathshot replied impatiently, "The big robots are firing at us. ”

"Do you know where they come from?"

"They're big, and they're firing at us, what more do you want to know?" Death shot said dissatisfied, "We have to withdraw." ”

"Wait, you can't go yet! There's something you have to bring out......"

"I'm sorry, boss, but the signal doesn't seem to be very good here, I can't hear you clearly."

After speaking, without waiting for Victor to reply, Dead Shot immediately cut off the communication.

Maybe he'll get mad at him and put him in jail for a few more years, or worse, maybe they'll just press the damn bomb button and detonate the nanobomb in his neck - but now he doesn't care. If you continue to stay here, you will undoubtedly be blown to pieces again.

He poked out half of his head and looked out, and the whole room was in a sea of fire, with bullets raining down and stray bullets flying in all directions, and the flames of the incendiary bombs rendered the whole room red like a gorgeous giant screen, and at the same time obscured most of the view.

Theoretically, in this case, the enemy should be just strafing indiscriminately, and there is no way to confirm their position...... If the enemy does not have thermal imaging.

Deathshot's gaze locked onto the elevator door a few paces away.

He couldn't help but sigh, crawled to the elevator door, and managed to pry it open.

"Where are you going, Dead Shot?" The black manta ray saw his movements through the firelight and shouted.

"Where do you think you're going? Finding a way out, of course. "Now there's only one way left for us to go - everyone, follow me out of the elevator shaft!" ”

The group quickly bent down to avoid the rain of bullets and came here, and Deathbell, Deadpool, and Harley jumped into the elevator shaft and climbed up the steel cable. And just before Death shot was about to go in, the black manta ray grabbed him.

"Wait," the black manta ray reminded, "the kid didn't come." ”

"What?" Deathshot followed the black manta ray's gaze and turned to look, but after seeing the choking black smoke, Eric was still lying in the center of the crack that had just been smashed, and he didn't seem to have the intention of getting up.

The oncoming stray bullet just now blew up Eric's head for a while, and his body was so sore that he couldn't get up. A warning of "abnormal neural link" popped up on the monitor in front of him, and the armor temporarily stopped responding.

Maybe it's because he's resisting the armor.

In fact, Eric himself hates fighting, and could even say that he is running away from it. He didn't remember who he was, but his body instinctively remembered one thing - if he continued to fight with this armor, things would become irreparable, and maybe even more terrible than death.

And as evidence that he is actually subconsciously resisting the armor of the subconscious, the synchronization rate between him and the armor is only 10% on the helmet screen at this moment.

He closed his eyes slightly.

He was tired and didn't want to dwell on his identity anymore. Anyway, if you die here, then no matter what the problem is, there will be no problem, right?

However, just when he had almost given up and wanted to die here, the two men braved the rain of bullets and returned to him through the fire.

Seeing the moment when he made a special trip back to save his death shot and the black manta ray, Eric couldn't help but be stunned: "You guys...... Why? Haven't you already withdrawn? ”

Dead Shot rolled his eyes: "Don't ask, or maybe I'll change my mind in a moment - God knows how I was persuaded by this black guy to run back and save you." ”

"Shut up, dead shot." The black manta ray said, hugging Eric, "We are a team, we should share life and death together, and we can't leave any of our team members behind. ”

"Although I don't want to spoil your fun, you've always been the only one who thinks so." Dead Shot muttered, "There are no teams at all. ”

The two of them lifted Eric up one from the left and one from the right, and walked slowly in the direction of the elevator. From time to time, shrapnel flew past several people, dragging the tail flame into the broken wall or the ground, which was extremely exciting.

"You can go on your own." Eric gasped, "There's no need to worry about me. ”

"You're part of our team." Black Manta said lightly, "And I'm not good at leaving my teammates behind. ”

Eric was silent.

I'm part of this team...... Is it?

Suddenly, he felt different. It was as if until now, he had been alone in this strange world, but now, he suddenly belonged.

Even if it's just for a teammate who is willing to brave the fire and bullets to get you out, isn't that enough to justify fighting?

The elevator door was already approaching, and it seemed that it was only a few steps away. At this moment, a stray bullet whistled over the heads of several people and threw it into the elevator shaft, exploding with a "boom", dazzling flames erupted from the elevator door, and the shock wave knocked all three of them to the ground.

The huge paws of their feet fell behind them with a "clang", and the mecha that stood up to the sky somehow noticed their movements, and the barrel of the black hole was already pointing towards the top of their heads.

"It's good now." Deadshot glanced at the black manta ray and said, "I guess it's time to choose a god to pray." ”

"Bang!"

The mecha pulled the trigger, and the barrel of the cannon flicked back violently under the action of recoil, and the open flame burst out from the muzzle of the cannon like a lotus, and the cannonball dragged the trajectory of the fire and threw it down over the heads of several people, and the momentum was surging.

However, the expected scene of flesh and blood did not appear.

"Boom!"

In the flash of fire, the shells disintegrated in the violent impact, and shrapnel flew out in all directions. Dead shots and black manta rays crushed their heads, but the expected impact did not come—a transparent green shield appeared out of thin air in the air, and all the artillery fire and shrapnel were stopped.

"Complete, green light mode is live."

Burning with a green light, Eric has a symbol of a green light floating on his chest, and the shape of his armor has changed drastically. With an indifferent and sharp gaze, he stared directly at several huge mechs that were several times taller than him, and his momentum was the same as before.

The corners of Deathshot's mouth grinned: "Okay, take back the prayer I just had...... I feel like going to see God can be postponed. ”