The cannonball with the arrogant tail flame bombarded the Kraken, and the latter swung ten shots to block it in an instant, but it was still rushed out by the huge thrust inertia of the cannon, and the red one-eyed suddenly exploded into a blur of flesh and blood, and a large amount of green liquid slowly flowed from the edge of the eye socket. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dada!!"

Taking advantage of the situation, the Phantom Warrior raised his arms and spun at high speed with the two super storm guns in his hands.

In the federal underground weapons trading market, the storm gun that costs at least 200,000 federal shields for a single piece uses the same technology as the Gatling gun, simple and crude, and has an excellent feel.

In the blink of an eye, the Kraken's tentacles had been broken by four of them, and it let out a miserable groan of pain, and it showed a hint of fear in the face of the phantom warrior who was gradually changing into crimson paint.

The latter, on the other hand, is like a fearless warrior at this time, while continuing to shoot, while quickly changing orders and firing alternately, without giving the other party any chance to drill into the gap.

"Alarm, alarm, overheating of the barrel of the left arm, it is advisable to stop the ...... immediately"

As Yang Lei thinks, whether it is a submachine gun or a strong storm, it will not be said that the powerful weapon configuration will be perfect, because everything is due to shortcomings, it can be said that no one is perfect, and the reason for the interruption of the shooting of these two weapons is usually either the ammunition fails, or the magazine is empty, or it is because the rate of fire is too fast and causes fever, the first two cases are good to say, you can replace the ammunition to make up for it, but for the latter, there is really no way.

However, in the face of this sudden situation, Yang Lei did not seem too surprised, but immediately stopped the design, but did not stop the offensive, but he chose another method.

That's right, it was the exclusive weapon that the American military tailored for the giant mecha - the Beast Slayer Sword!

Originally, the Phantom Mecha also had its own exclusive cold weapon, after all, when fighting, it was impossible for Mobile Suit to blindly rely on the hot weapons it loaded, because it would cause relatively large losses to both the mecha and the weapon itself, and these losses could not be repaired with a careful maintenance.

For a long time, in Yang Lei's mind, the Phantom Warrior with a titanium knife in his hand was the most handsome, so that no mecha in the Federation could compare with it, but unfortunately, for some reason, Asimov canceled this facility when he was manufacturing the third-generation Phantom.

But think about it, compared to the cockpit in the cabin, which existed like the steering wheel of a car, all of which were castrated by the former without hesitation, leaving only a bare instrument panel, what else could the greatest mecha master of mankind not do?

Fortunately, Yang Lei, who had foresight, put the beast slaughtering sword of the giant mecha on the phantom's body before setting off in the base, although the twisted melon was not sweet, but he was not afraid of 10,000, just in case, if the fuel was not enough, let alone a thermal weapon, even the power of the mecha itself was a problem, so there was nothing to be done about submachine guns, storm guns and the like.

There's no enemy that can't be dealt with with a single sword, and if you can't, then another one!

"The Beast Slayer Sword has been released!"

Listening to the cold voice of the emotional system that there is no trace of emotion to speak of now, Yang Lei knows that I am afraid that even Xiaoying, who has just become familiar with him, is also carried away by the war spirit.

In fact, Yang Lei didn't know, because of the fit, Xiaoying's relationship with him should be based on daily communication, and once he completely enters the combat state, the other party will change with his emotional changes.

Just like Xiaoying's cold voice, Yang Lei couldn't see any expression on his face at all at this time, just a pair of eyes staring indifferently at the Kraken in front of him, holding the beast slaughtering sword with both hands, raised high sideways, and leveling his shoulders, the three-foot green blade was refracted by the lightning in the sky, and it was exuding a cold air.

Sen Sen's sword qi turned into blood!

Taking knives and swords alone as typical of the two cold weapons, Yang Lei still prefers knives, because the former gives him the feeling that he is more inclined to attack, and the techniques are mostly based on chopping, opening and closing, and after a battle, he fights heartily, so unhappy!

The sword is different, although the appearance has a good ornamentality, but the actual combat significance is not very great for ordinary people, but this does not mean that the sword is worse than the knife, here is just the actual combat meaning, just like each weapon has a symbolic meaning of identity for the user, the knife is domineering, the sword is the king!

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was any, and the phantom warrior's already slender streamlined fuselage, coupled with a double-edged jagged beast slaughtering sword, added a trace of swordsman's charm.

A pair of mechanical hands grasped the hilt of the sword, and the Phantom Warrior strode forward with his feet raised.

As Asimov said, when it couldn't rush to the Kraken floating on the surface of the sea with its teeth and claws, the shining armor on its body splashed bean-sized raindrops from time to time, cutting through the front wind window, but it still couldn't block its vision, and the pair of electron beam laser eyes projected on the Kraken, like the gaze of the Grim Reaper.

The muscles of the inner legs, which are made of electronic fibers and magnetic coils, move with the pace, coherently, like a real swordsman who uses the skill of light power to float on water, walking on the surface of the sea with flowing water.

Observing through the crystal prism on the dashboard, Yang Lei found that at this time, several ships behind him were slowly emerging from the sea level and heading towards him at full speed.

"Don't, stop!"

Because the Phantom Warriors had not yet obtained contact with the Flying Dragon Fleet, Yang Lei then shouted to several people in the base through voice operation: "Quickly let them stop, otherwise it will be too late......

As soon as the words fell, Yang Lei only felt a black shadow pass in front of him, and he was looking intently, and the Kraken not far in front of him had disappeared.

The Kraken, who had developed a fear of the Phantom Warriors, had already had the idea of withdrawing from the war, and besides, it surfaced not to fight, but to prey, so after noticing the rapid arrival of the hordes of ships, he immediately met it.

After swimming a few hundred meters, the Kraken suddenly burst out of the deep water, and soon caught up with a cruiser of the Wyvern fleet with a load of 1,500 tons, and when it swam side by side with the cruiser for a while, it invisibly narrowed the distance significantly, drew a semicircle at lightning speed, rushed around the ship to the right side, and slammed into the ship, slamming into the hull plate, and then leaping up and landing on the smooth deck.

The soldiers on the ship immediately panicked and fled in all directions, and some even jumped into the sea directly, forgetting to even take the lifebuoy, but obviously, Kraken would never let them go so easily.

The gun-gray tentacles had become blood-red at this time, directly absorbing the soldiers who had not had time to jump ship into their bodies, wrapped them in an airtight package, and then the whole body climbed the mast, forcibly broke it off, re-entered the sea, and hit it again.

The Kraken curled up with their six remaining tentacles as if they were dealing with sperm whales, and at the same time, a thick cloud of ink erupted from under the submachine gun's blown up one-eye.

"Ahh My eyes! ”

"I can't see anything, who will save me!"

"My body is rotting, am I going to be burned to death......"

On the surface of the sea, the soldiers let out a terrible scream, but soon this sound was gone, no doubt indicating that they had been buried in this apocalypse, and disappeared forever in this twilight of despair...... (To be continued.) )