Chapter 172: The Battle of the Arctic
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"All Units - Free Fire!"
General Lane's loud shout echoed across the ice field, and the echo was immediately engulfed by the fierce roar of the army's artillery fire. A brilliant curtain of light poured down like a sea of mountains, and a devastating storm blew away the ice slag all over the ground, the ice cracked rapidly, and waves of water splashed violently through the cracks.
The exaggerated firepower gathered in one place, and together they turned into pillars of light that pierced the ice. The strange missile was thrown into the light curtain and exploded, and it actually ignited the ice, and the burning crushed ice crackled into the water, and the scenery was quite eerie.
After a round of bombardment, the military briefly ceased fire, and everyone stared intently at the black smoke rising from the ice, maintaining great vigilance.
General Lane's pupils shrank slightly.
The huge silhouette gradually appeared in the smoke, and the shape seemed to be a giant more than twenty meters tall.
The first thing that emerged from the smoke and dust was a giant cannon more than three meters long, followed by the green palm holding it, the torso and limbs of the machine, and behind it was the light wings that emitted green light like a peacock opening screen. A sword light slashed down from top to bottom, and the smoke and dust dispersed with the sword wind in an instant, revealing the huge green mecha, and the position marked with a green light mark on his chest was also the cockpit, and Eric, who was wearing the green light mode Alpha armor, was sitting in the cockpit, habitually clenching his fists.
"I've wanted to try this thing for a long time." Eric pinched the wrist of his right fist and moved the joint of his neck, "I wonder if anyone in this world has heard of it...... Up? ā
"What's that?" General Ryan frowned and shouted, "Whatever that is, tear it down for me!" ā
All units opened fire again, and the intertwined nets of fire pressed again. This time, I saw a long string of green light spewed out from the jetpack on the back of the green "Mobile Suit", and the huge body rose from the ground at a high speed that did not match its size, and shot at the two flying machines equipped with kryptonite in the air. The "Mobile Suit" raised his sword and fell, the sword light flashed, and the two flying machines were immediately cut off by the waist, burning and falling to the ground like birds with broken wings.
And this is just the beginning, the "Gundam" embodied in the green light figurative bow left and right, wielding a dazzling green lightsaber in one hand, holding a giant cannon in the other hand and spitting out a stream of green light, releasing energy in many parts of the body at the same time to maintain the energy field to protect the fuselage, and kill in General Lane's army.
General Ryan gritted his teeth.
All of his weapons are designed for Superman, and each of them has the effect of weakening Superman's abilities or targeting his weaknesses, and he has studied Superman for many years, and he is confident that he will be able to take him down.
But this guy in front of him is a completely unexpected variable, and his ability is so weird that they can't figure it out at all. Although his combat effectiveness is not comparable to Superman, it is completely unknown to the military, and it is quite scrambling to deal with it.
And with Eric swaggering in the Gundam to attract firepower and charge into battle, Superman's pressure has also dropped sharply, and he can show his strength. The blue afterimage is a self-conscious bullet that crisscrosses the battlefield, causing a series of explosions of machines in the blink of an eye.
Finally, Superman broke through the layers of defense and approached the last mecha, tearing apart the indestructible iron sheet that protected the cockpit with his bare hands, revealing General Ryan himself sitting in the driver's seat.
The two glared at each other.
"Where's the ghost?" Superman's eyes were red and he asked in a low voice.
The black afterimage flashed in front of General Ryan in an instant, so fast that even Superman couldn't react, and with a single punch, he flew upside down, rubbing violently on the ground, splitting the ice in half.
The ghost teleported in front of General Lane and said viciously, "You're going further and further down the wrong path, Superman!" Now I have to correct you! ā
A high concentration of green light roared, engulfing the ghost's body and pushing him far away from the stream, falling into the icy water with a "poof". But just a second later, a huge splash burst on the surface of the water, and the ghost rushed out angrily, dragging a fiery red trajectory behind him to shoot at Eric, who was firing a cannon not far away.
The green mech set up its cannon, and the cannon shot out one after another, but they were all deftly avoided by the black afterimage, and the missed shelling broke through the ice and exploded into a violent splash.
"You picked up a life last time, little ghost." The Wraith said viciously, as he flung a blade of light with a red-hot vision that sliced the greatsword in Eric's mech's hand in two, "You won't be so lucky this time!" ā
Eric tried to distance himself and slash with a giant lightsaber, but the ghost was too fast, and the fiery trajectory swept by, and the mecha shell collapsed instantly. He easily snapped the wrist of the Mobile Suit sword, smashed the barrel on his shoulder, and tore the green light mark on his chest with his bare hands, grabbing it towards the cockpit.
Eric popped out urgently, the back of the cockpit "clicked" off, and his body ejected from the back of the mech, and at the same time, the green mecha "boomed" and exploded, shining like a sun falling to the ground. The ice was blown to pieces, and the waves of green light rushed into the sky like a giant dragon.
It didn't do any real damage, but it did blow up the ghost. The waves of water thrown high into the air fell like raindrops, and the ghost stepped out of the water curtain in annoyance, as if a red-hot light was scattered all over his body, and the droplets of water that touched his skin were evaporated in the blink of an eye, turning into a thick white mist and steaming.
"Hey, Wraith!"
The ghost turned his head to the side, only to see an army's heavy fighter plane whirling like a windmill blade. Superman holds one wing in both hands and slams the ghost with his fuselage, knocking him out like a home run.
Superman held the fighter aloft, swung it like a baseball bat, and chased it in the direction where the ghost fell.
"That looks heavy, Superman." The ghost raised his right palm, and the palm of his palm released a red-hot light, "Let me help you!" ā
In an instant, the fighter plane in Superman's hand also responded to the ghost's movements and became red-hot, and there was a disturbing and fluctuating touch in Superman's palm, which felt like the material structure of the fighter itself was shaken, as if a beast was restlessly struggling to rush out of this shell.
"Boom!"
The fuselage suddenly exploded, like a bright red lotus blooming. Superman was flown upside down and slammed into the ice, cracking a large crack behind him.
"It's easy, Superman." The ghost stepped forward slowly, "Our bodies are powered by sunlight, and the key is to learn how to use that ability to absorb and control the ubiquitous magnetic fields around us. ā
"This trick...... Not bad," Superman coughed twice, and got up, "I'll have to try it somewhere." ā
"Heh, it's going to take you a few years to master it."
The ghost spoke, his tone darkening again.
"But I suspect you don't have that much time."
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