A few seconds ago, just as the iron slag rushed into the swarm, the old flute thousands of kilometers away lost its target. The telescope was full of dust, and all you could see was sandworms scurrying around. Inside, though, the swarm was out of sight, the swarm had stopped advancing. It seems that the purpose of the iron slag has been achieved, and he single-handedly dragged down hundreds of sandworms.

Seeing this scene, Lao Di slapped himself fiercely, and then shouted to the team members who had just recovered, "All personnel, retreat immediately!" ”

When the garrison heard this instruction, most of them were stunned for a moment. After all, they are a little unaccustomed to abandoning their teammates, or even their commanders. In the stunned eyes of everyone, Lao Di shouted again, "Retreat!" What a stunned! ”

Although this decision is painful, but now the life and death of the iron slag are uncertain, and Lao Di can't let Lena lose both people and money. He can exchange the lives of everyone here for the lives of the iron slag, but the iron slag has chosen this path now, and he can only respect the other party's decision.

At this moment, Ye Xinling suddenly pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the temple of the old flute, and shouted sharply, "Don't move!" Who dares to retreat! ”

Lao Di squirmed his lips with difficulty, and slowly, "Girl, don't you understand the intention of the iron slag?" "Over, Lao Di didn't care whether Ye Xinling agreed or not, and raised his hand to signal the team to continue retreating. Then he turned his back and said, "Shoot if you want, I won't let my eldest sister let me go anyway." ”

"But...... But the master ...... The owner is still very dangerous......" Ye Xinling gritted her teeth, her voice trembling.

Lao Di sighed deeply, jumped out of the car and got into the cockpit, and said to Ye Xinling, "Iron Slag Fu has a great life, you have to believe him, let's go." ”

Listening to Lao Di's words, Ye Xinling remembered that when he was in the Yata Xia Shi yàn room, the iron slag had escaped in the swarm of sandworms, and maybe he could escape this time. Thinking of this, Ye Xinling put away the pistol, looked in the direction of the swarm, and finally reluctantly got into the car.

But just as everyone got into the car and was about to evacuate, sharp screams suddenly sounded in all directions. At the same time, sand springs suddenly erupted from the originally calm surroundings. In an instant, the yellow sand fell like rain, and I saw huge sandworms burrow out of the ground and open their hideous mouthparts in the direction of the convoy. Without waiting for the old flute to give the order, the frightened garrison had already begun to shoot indiscriminately. All of a sudden, gunshots rang out one after another!

At this time, the two wolf mechs standing on the body turned their upper bodies, and in the friction of the mechanical gears, they simultaneously raised the six-barreled Vulcan cannon on the mechanical arm. Immediately, the muzzle of the gun turned at high speed, making a dense "silky ......" sound.

It was the noise of the six-barreled Vulcan cannon warming up, and the noise was mixed with a slight screech. When the Vulcan is activated, the barrel that rotates at high speed will coil the bullet chain into the chamber and shoot out. This Vulcan cannon is very powerful, using 1mm armor-piercing shells, it can penetrate at least 15mm thick steel plates.

At this moment in the cockpit, the mech pilot is locking onto the nearest sandworm through the glass display on the front of Guò. In his line of sight, there were two crosshairs, one red and one green, the green crosshair representing the tracking sensor, and the red crosshairs being the crossfire of the two Vulcan cannons. At the moment when the two crosshairs merged into one, the mecha pilot yelled, "Die! "Press the red button on the joystick at the same time!

At this moment, a 1mm armor-piercing bullet was rolled into the chamber of the gun, and then the firing pin slammed into the primer of the bullet! There was a muffled "bang" sound. There was a violent explosion inside the cartridge case, and the warhead came out in response!

......"Dada

The six-barreled Vulcan cannon spat out tongues of fire, and dense armor-piercing shells poured out, knocking sandworms not far away and rolling all over the ground. In the midst of the struggle, the sandworm's green body fluids splashed everywhere, sprinkling white smoke and making a "snort" sound on the yellow sand. After a while, a pungent smell filled the air. The smell was like sulfuric acid, and it smelled very unpleasant.

The Wolf mech's pilot terminated the sandworm in front of him with hundreds of bullets, and then shifted his focus to the next sandworm trying to get close to the convoy......

As time went on, there were more and more sandworms around. The battle soon turned incandescent and despite the best efforts of the garrison, the number of sandworms continued unabated. Just as they felt desperate, the iron slag climbed onto the back of the golden sandworm.

The wind was howling in his ears, and the scenery on the ground was getting more and more, and he climbed up rapidly, and the six blades pierced into the insect shell with one step, and then pulled out and plunged into each other alternately!

At this time, the golden sandworm writhed wildly and hissed in fear. Its head is the weakest of all, and those starry compound eyes are its lifeline.

As if feeling the fear of the golden sandworm, the iron slag climbed upwards more firmly. He was nailed to the carapace of the golden sandworm, and no matter how much it shook it, it was useless. At this moment, the golden sandworm fell to the ground without warning!

This golden sandworm is dozens of stories high, and when it falls to the ground, it is like a skyscraper toppling, with the momentum of Tarzan. The iron slag on the back of the insect suddenly found itself falling rapidly, and this feeling was like falling from a height of dozens of floors, as if it was about to fall into meat in the next second! But the iron slag was still nailed to the back of the worm, and it continued to climb up step by step.

A few seconds later, with a deafening muffled sound, the golden sandworm lay down in the sea of sand! Its huge insect body stirred up a thousand waves of sand the moment it landed, and the overwhelming yellow sand fell like a storm! At this moment, the golden sandworm is like a 10,000-ton oil tanker falling into the sea from the sky, in addition to the earth-shaking sound of falling into the water, it also stirs up huge waves that soar into the sky.

The iron slag on the back of the insect was shocked and blood was spitting from the mouth, but the golden sandworm's body was somewhat flexible, and its body fluids could disperse the pressure of the fall. Therefore, the iron slag did not really fall from a height of dozens of stories, otherwise he would have died a long time ago. Immediately afterward, the iron slag recovered from the concussive vertigo and continued to sprint towards the head of the golden sandworm.

At the same time, countless sandworms surged up and began to attack the iron slag on the back of the insects. They wanted to get rid of the insects on their backs for the golden sandworm, but the insects were too flexible and too fast, and they were afraid of accidentally injuring the king of the sand sea storm insects, so they didn't dare to go all out to collide.

At this time, the iron slag on the insect's back protruded left and right, much faster than the speed of climbing up just now, and he no longer needed six joints to fix his body, so his movements were more flexible. Despite this, his situation is still dangerous. Just now, the iron slag suddenly rolled forward, and then a huge insect body swept past him! The sandworm's sharp knots slashed his shoulder, leaving a shocking wound.

After a while, the golden sandworm found that the insect on the back of the land had moved faster, and those ordinary sandworms couldn't do anything about this bug at all. So it writhed and stood upright!

The six knuckles of the iron slag pierced the back of the insect again, and while the golden sandworm was not completely erect, it climbed at full speed along the oblique angle with both hands and feet......

Twenty meters ...... 10 meters ...... Five-meter ...... Two meters! One meter!

He counted step by step, and after experiencing several violent swings on the line between life and death, he finally climbed onto the head of the golden sandworm and stepped on the compound eyes like countless stars and gems! The six knots he stretched out plunged into the tender flesh of the compound eye. The golden sandworm let out a scream that resounded through the heavens and the earth, but its body did not dare to move. Iron Slag straightened up and drew his heavy straight machete. Then he held the knife in both hands and stabbed it fiercely at the compound eye!

I only heard a "poof" sound, and the straight machete had no handle in the compound eye!

The golden sandworm struggled violently, shaking its body sharply, flipping and struggling between heaven and earth. At this moment, the iron slag on the back of the insect is like a roller coaster, going up to the sky and into the ground in an instant. His clothes were blown by the gale, and if he lost his strength, he would be thrown into the sky and finally smashed into pulp!

In the shaking of the mountains and seas, the iron slag stabilized his body, pulled out the straight machete under his feet, and stabbed it with all his might! The moment the machete pierced into the compound eye, the golden sandworm let out a sharp scream again. The deadly sound wave made his whole body churn, and bright red blood flowed from his nostrils and ears at the same time.

A strong sense of dizziness hit, and the iron slag let out an earth-shattering battle roar, and the unwilling roar was like a lone wolf in the wilderness! I saw him wielding his iron fist and slamming his head in one fell swoop, so as to regain consciousness. The life-and-death struggle of this man and worm is a decisive battle between a lone wolf and a lion, and it is more decisive than a decisive one! It's like being indifferent to life and death!

Although his head and face were covered in blood at the moment, he gradually regained consciousness from the onslaught. In the end, he bit the tip of his tongue, reluctantly stood up, firmly grasped the straight machete, and stabbed it hard!

A mysterious voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and the iron slag forcibly stopped the falling knife. He glanced around, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. It's hundreds of meters in the air, and there's nothing but an endless sea of sand.

A mysterious voice sounded in his head again, and Iron Slag frowned and asked loudly, "Who?" Who's talking to me! ”

"What Squeakro? What is it? "Finished, Iron Slag raised his machete again, and made a gesture to pierce it!

Only then did the iron slag realize that the sound came from the sandworm under his feet, perhaps this was the heart-to-heart communication in the storybook.

"You're a golden sandworm?" Iron Slag asked tentatively.

Your companions don't die?

Iron Slag involuntarily looked at the convoy thousands of kilometers away, only to see the garrison fighting fiercely with the swarm of sandworms. At this height, he could clearly see that there were thirty or forty sandworms surrounding the convoy, some attacking, others guarding the perimeter. Looking at the shape, the old flute is almost unable to hold on.

"Peace, negotiations." Iron slag to.

As soon as the words fell, the golden sandworm let out a sharp insect chirp. Then the sandworms in the distance scattered and gave up the siege convoy.

"Well, Squeak, well done!" Iron slag to.