Chapter Eighty-Four: Counterattack

Twenty Iron Thrones were transported to different battlefields in the four directions of the five regions, and with the help of the human commander-level powerhouses, they contained almost all the demon commanders who participated in this battle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe human soldiers were greatly encouraged, the monsters began to retreat, and many politicians came out of their private bomb shelters and began to preach that this war would expand the living space of human beings at least doubled. The excited populace was convinced of this, because a few days ago, they had just seen the live broadcast of the boy from District 7 cleanly subduing the invincible Iron Dragon with the Iron Throne.

At this time, the majestic figure of the Iron Throne was posted everywhere in the fifth district, and next to it was the first real mecha master-Yang Mo. That's right, the ultimate individual soldier is only armor at most, it's just armor used to enhance humans, the Iron Throne, is the real mecha, it is said that before the first genetic explosion, there were countless novels describing mecha wars, those hundred-year-old people can be said to have grown up watching mecha novels, it is said that the main designer of the Iron Throne was once a fanatic of mecha novels.

"This is the real mecha!" Looking at the poster, a gray-haired old man burst into tears with excitement, "If I could be sixty years younger, I would definitely go up and take a look." ”

"Grandpa, grandma said to let you go home, otherwise I will divorce you." A little boy of seven or eight years old ran over.

"Leave, leave, that's how she threatened me back then, otherwise how would I give up the mecha novel!" When the old man heard this, he suddenly became excited, waved his big hand and shouted, his old face flushed.

“……”

The old man turned around and looked at Yang Mo next to the Iron Throne, "First Mecha Master?" Good young man, go, call your father over and ask him to get me a copy of Yang Mo's signature, if he can't do it, he won't have to come back. ”

No matter what happened in the city in the Five Districts, Yang Mo was still sitting in his Iron Throne at this time, ready to participate in the battle at any time.

"Yang Mo, come down and rest, don't be too tired." In the communicator, Zhang Mingyuan's voice came.

"It's okay, I'm supported by life energy, and nothing will happen to my body." Yang Mo responded, "I have a hunch that the Iron Dragon is around here, and I must always be vigilant. ”

"But your spirit will not be able to bear it, even if the Iron Dragon comes, do you still have enough spirit to fight?" Zhang Mingyuan said with some annoyance.

"This ......" Yang Mo hesitated, "I'll go down now." ”

The two metal legs of the Iron Throne slowly retracted, the three leg bones overlapped together, the cabin door opened, and Yang Mo jumped out.

Three days ago, Yang Mo and others subdued the Iron Armor Dragon, and the monster army began to rout, but in the end, the Five Iron Thrones failed to leave the Iron Dragon, it dragged its scarred body and fled, and the monsters launched several attacks in three days, but the Iron Armor Dragon never appeared again.

"Do you think the Iron Dragon will go to the rescue?" Seeing Yang Mo's frowning brows, Zhang Mingyuan said half-jokingly.

"It's possible." Yang Mo's brows furrowed even tighter, "I have to contact several other battlefields to see if there are any commander-level monsters that have disappeared." ”

After that, Yang Mo hurriedly went to find someone, and Zhang Mingyuan was stunned on the spot.

"I'm just talking about it."

After a while, Yang Mo came back, but his face was a little unsightly.

"I've asked, it's said that there is a commander-level monster in the seventh district that has disappeared for more than two days."

"What?!"

"The commander-in-chief asked the five of us to come over, saying that there was a mission."

After taking care of it, the five cadets rushed towards the military camp under their command.

"The reason why I called you here this time, you should already know, I'll make a long story short, if the commander of the seventh district really comes to us, the battle situation that has just improved will become difficult again, in this case, we must have a full-scale counterattack, I was worried that the casualties were too large, so I didn't let the soldiers stay too far away from the fifth district, but the current situation no longer allows me to hesitate, I decided to send half of the troops tomorrow to annihilate the monster, this requires the help of the three Iron Thrones, you discuss who goes."

Du Ming, who was sitting on the chair, said solemnly.

"I'll go, after all, I'm the captain of this mission." Ji Wenhui stood up, Yang Mo also stood up, followed by Zhang Mingyuan and the other two students.

"That's it, Yang Mo stays, your skills are almost the best among the five, you stay to guard the city, Ham you also stay, Ji Wenhui, Zhang Mingyuan, Lu Zhi, the three of you go with me." Du Ming thought for a while and said, "Okay, that's it, let's leave on time at six o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

The crowd withdrew.

"Be careful tomorrow, I guess the Commander is getting here soon." Yang Mo said to Zhang Mingyuan and the three of them.

"You too, the city isn't as safe as you think." Ji Wenhui reminded.

"Okay."

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, the gate of the western wall of the Fifth District opened, and three Iron Thrones and less than 600,000 soldiers walked out.

"Let's go." Du Ming's voice came from a steel throne, and the army set out for the Black Sea, where it was said that the rest place of the monsters was located.

In half a day, the army marched for nearly a hundred miles, and the wreckage and excrement left by some of the eaten monsters could already be seen.

"Let's take a break here, we should be approaching the monster's base camp." Du Ming's voice came, and the 600,000 troops immediately rested in place, eating and drinking to regain their strength, and some soldiers on the periphery consciously looked around.

A small soldier sat on the outskirts of the army, his demonization was hearing, and when he suddenly heard the voice, he hurriedly looked at a pile of fallen leaves on the side, a pair of red eyes, staring at him tightly, and the cold breath suddenly made him break out in a cold sweat.

"That, there, there, there's, there's a pair of red, red eyes." He tugged at his companion's arm.

"Hey, it's not dark yet, why are you talking in your dreams again." His companion laughed, because his hearing was so good, that the little soldier could always make small noises, and once he called everyone up in the middle of the night, saying that they had heard strange noises, probably some monsters running into the city, and at last they found what he called strange sounds—two mice mating. The little soldier's nerves had become a little timid due to long-term overtension, and his companions knew about his problem, so the person next to him didn't take his words to heart.

And in the next moment, the mutation was abrupt.