"Warning, the left mecha arm of the mech body has been damaged, the overall damage has exceeded 30%, and the mecha output has dropped to 70% of the normal situation, please retreat in time!" The on-board computer emits a screeching siren.

"Shut up! Turn off those damn alarms, now the only option is to fight! Joestar turned off the frustrating body alarm system and took a deep breath. If Miller is still around, at least, at least in the distance, I might be able to survive the overload. But ......"

The Forsyken mech was back facing Joestar, and Joestar was staring, and at this moment, the Forsyken mech suddenly dodged a position to the left. A few laser rays flashed.

Joestar jerked down, only to see Miller's M1 long-range mech holding an assault rifle and firing at the enemy in a standard half-kneeling shooting stance.

"Miller! Still alive? However, the reality did not allow him to think too much, because the Forsyken mech had already rushed towards the Miller machine.

"This time, don't you think about it!" Joestar lifted his spirits and manipulated the mech to cut through the sky and chase after the Forsyken mech.

"Qiao Yu, don't rely too much on the scope, the enemy's speed has far exceeded the speed of the machine's automatic locking, depending on your feelings, to predict, to block his route, fast! Child! Feel it with your heart. Miller leaned on the cockpit wall of the mecha, anxiously guiding Qiao Yu.

"Take a deep breath, precipitate, feel, prejudge......" Qiao Yu tried to catch the feeling Miller had said, and the Forsyken mech swooped towards the mecha at an astonishing speed.

Whoosh and swish, laser rays fell into the air, and cold sweat dripped from Qiao Yu's head. "Calm down, calm ......"

"Sure enough, no......" Miller closed his eyes in disappointment, "I'm enough to pin my hopes on a civilian boy...... Even so, that's all there is to it......"

Miller opened his eyes suddenly, "Qiao Yu, you should leave, the rest is my battle." ”

Qiao Yu didn't respond, muttering in his mouth, "Prediction, left, right, left, right......" His mind was all poured into the shooting, and he didn't hear Miller's shout at all.

Qiao Yu's eyes were the same as Miller and Joestar at first, and he could only see vague black shadows flashing around, which was caused by the body's dynamic vision not keeping up with the other party's movement speed, in this case, it was simply a fool's dream to hit the other party by shooting from a distance, although Miller had been emphasizing feeling and prediction, but even he couldn't do it as a trainee star knight, let alone a student who had only received basic military training.

Gradually, however, things seemed to be different. A series of black lines appeared in Qiao Yu's mind, at first they seemed to be a mess and irregular, but after only a short time, Qiao Yu seemed to realize that the trajectory of the black line was the swooping trajectory of the other party's irregular folding motion!

"That's what it is...... Feel? With the impression in his mind, Qiao Yu manipulated the control button two seconds in advance and pressed the shot.

Puff, puff, the sound of light hitting an entity.

Miller's eyes widened, "What...... Possible? "Three consecutive laser rays hit the Forsyken mech, in the rapid dive, the Forsyken mech only had time to raise its weapon horizontally to block two lasers, and the third shot hit the waist of the mecha, a green blood hole came out, although the wound was healing, but Miller knew that this did not mean that the opponent's mecha was invincible. In the war that has lasted for decades, human beings have already had many successful studies on Forsyken's biological mecha, one of which is that the Forsaken mecha seems to have a self-healing function against the sky, but in fact, it is simply a biological mecha that secretes a healing substance, so that the mecha wound can heal, but in fact, the armor and energy pipeline at the wound are not immediately recoverable. In other words, in a short period of time, the biological mecha only re-covered the surface with thin scale armor, and the flesh and blood inside did not fully recover.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Joestar finally caught up with the Forsyken mech. And covered the Miller machine behind him. Joestar turned on the mech's megaphone, "Miller, are you still alive?" Is the communicator broken? ”

Of course, there was no response, and the communication and amplification systems of the Miller machine had already been scrapped by the other party's piercing blow.

But Qiao Yu responded to Joestar with a shot. Whoosh, laser rays rhythmically shot from the assault rifle towards the Forsyken mech.

"Okay, let's settle the trouble at hand first. This guy's similar state of our engine overload has lasted for 4 minutes, and according to our standard mech's engine overload time, I think 5 minutes should be the limit of that guy. We'll just hold on for one more minute! It's up to you, man, cover me! With that, Joestar manipulated the mech to fight the enemy.

In Qiao Yu's mind, a line of another color appeared this time, which was the red of Joestar's mecha. "Predict, attack!" Whoosh, a ray of light shot out, and the Forsyken mech had to forcibly stop a dodge action to avoid being hit, at the cost of an extra laser sword scar on the mech's shoulder.

"Hey, good job man, I think you're worse off than you were when you got hurt! That's it! Let's give this bastard a little color and see! ”

In the dim sky, Joestar swept away the previous decline, and even hit the opponent's mecha and retreated. Just because the ghostly speed of the opponent was completely affected by the shot. No matter which direction they dodged, the opponent's laser shot just right as if they were predicted, and the awkward feeling made the Phosykens almost vomit blood. And when the opponent was restrained, even if Joestar's mecha was also not lightly injured, it still controlled the rhythm of melee combat.

One minute passed, and the Forsyken mecha unwillingly let out a roar of "Forsyken", but when the mecha's energy was overdrawn, the performance of the biometric mecha was more severely reduced than that of the Imperial mecha. Joestar seized the moment when his opponent's movements slowed down, stabbed the opponent in the core cockpit position, and after stabbing the opponent with a light sword, he also used his lightsaber to draw a cross in it, and then kicked him to the ground.

"Miller! You immortal Xiaoqiang, I didn't expect you to survive like this, let me see if there are any parts missing from you. Joestar landed next to Miller's mech and jumped down the elevator laughing.

"Miller, ...... you!?" What caught Joestar's eye was not his familiar teammate Miller sitting on the mecha console, but a teenager who didn't look very old.

Joe ...... Joestar, cough ......" Miller's faint voice came, and Joestar saw Miller cowering in the shadow of the mecha cockpit wall. However, it was not the healthy and calm teammate he was familiar with, but a pale man, missing an arm, covered in blood.

"Miller!" Miller stretched out his arm slightly to stop Joestar's yelling, "Listen, man, I'm afraid I can't wait for rescue, this kid is a civilian next to the mecha crash just now, I didn't expect him to do this." I gave him access to the mech's console, he's a natural knight, Joestar, and it's up to you to report it up......"

"Now, ahem...... I'm tired, please forgive me for giving up on the knight's ...... Duty to it. ”

Joestar looked silently at his comrades who had closed their eyes. He clenched his right hand into his chest with a fist, lowered his head slightly, and saluted his fallen comrades, "May the glory of mankind last forever......"

Qiao Yu followed Joestar's example, turned around in the cockpit and saluted Miller.

"May there be no war in heaven, ......Lord Knight," Qiao Yu muttered.