"What are you laughing at? Your laughter is not friendly at all. Frankimir asked, frowning.

"How could you have such an idea, I don't think we can steal the 'Fire Dragon God'." Alpha is a lot of fun to drive

"In addition to the 'Fire Dragon God', could it be that there are other seventh-generation mecha in Shuangchengzi?" Frank Miir doesn't believe it too much, everyone knows that the seventh-generation mecha is still a rarity.

"As far as I know, in addition to the 'Fire Dragon God', there is at least another seventh-generation mecha." Alpha is sure.

"Really? Where is that mech, do you think I'll be able to get it? Such high-end goods must be heavily guarded. Frankie Mill simply gouged his nostrils.

This made Yiru next to him a little shocked, Frankimir is handsome, and women like to look at him a few more times, but the appearance of picking his nostrils is not very handsome.

"Far away in the sky, in front of you." Alpha disdainfully picked up a cigarette roll.

"What! If I'm not mistaken, you're trying to say ...... It won't be in this Fenglaiyi! Frank Mire raised his eyelids, he couldn't believe that there would be the most advanced seventh-generation mecha in the world today.

"You're right, it's within this Feng Laiyi, isn't it perfectly hidden. Three hours ago, I had studied the mech. No one would have thought that there would be a seventh-generation mecha in this kind of place, so naturally there is no need for it, what you call strict vigilance. Alpha kept nodding.

"How is this possible, this kind of place, how can there be a seventh-generation mecha, do you think this is an arsenal? This joke is not funny at all, you are playing with the girl! Franky Mire didn't believe it at all.

"This used to be an arsenal! Trying to stay silent enough until you fully understand things is the way to behave in the world. As a KGB secret policeman, don't you even have this common sense? Looks like there's a lot more to learn. I didn't lie to you, the mecha is here, in the underground warehouse, it was a third-generation mecha developed by this arsenal thirty years ago. However, due to the high cost of construction and maintenance, mass production was not carried out, and it was not even incorporated into the Braided Army of the Twin Cities. After the factory was abandoned, the mecha was also abandoned, and three years ago the Machine Emperor bought this mecha and remodeled it, it can be said that this is the first seventh-generation armed mecha built by the Machine Emperor. "Alpha is tired of Franky Mill's recklessness.

"I see." Frankimir nodded.

"That's right. Now that the Mechanical Emperor is ill, it's our perfect chance to steal this mech. Alpha added.

"Will it really work? Steal a Gen 7 mech! What to steal? We don't even know how to fly the seventh-generation mech! Frank Mire was skeptical about the feasibility of this matter.

"I don't think it will be difficult to use your 'gluttonous devouring machine'. As for the problem of driving, it can be left to Yiru to deal with, she has been paying attention to this mecha since the first day of the mecha's construction. Alpha said.

"Will this work?" Frank Mire was skeptical.

"It's getting late, I think it's time for me to go, I don't want anyone to notice. As for the details, the two of you can study it slowly, as the saying goes, men and women are not tired of working together. If you want to find me, just tell Yiru, and I'll come back to you naturally. If I have anything to let you know, I'll let you know the same. Before you start recruiting relatives, I suggest you come here once a day, this place is very suitable for men. Usually there are no people who care too much about the people who come here. After Alpha finished speaking, he got up and prepared to leave.

"Why should I believe you?" Franky Mill asked.

"You don't have a choice, just like you can't choose why you were born. Whoever the great Soviet needs is a fighter, and we need you now, so you must obey absolutely. Of course, it's also for your own good, and I said we're working together. ”

"But what if I'm going to refuse?"

"Don't try to threaten me, the 'Third International' easily defeated Stalin, do you think you will be the problem?"

'What!' The Third International' was dissolved ten years ago! ”

"Everybody thought he solved us, but in reality we solved him. Let's keep our eyes on the present, I don't think you want to be the enemy of the 'Third International'! ”

"I'm ......" Frankimir was a little forgetful, and he didn't know what to say.

"I have no intention of arguing with you. Goodbye, little white face, you might be better suited to be an actor than a KGB secret policeman. After Alpha finished speaking, he handed the M900 in his hand to Yiru, and after a brief goodbye, Alpha opened the door and walked out of the room.

"Is he really your brother?"

"Yes."

"My brother?"

"Yes."

"It doesn't look like it."

"Is there one?"

"He's like a vicious gangster, and you're a lovely little girl."

Yiru was silent for five minutes.

"Are we going to continue?" Franky Mill asked.

"Continue with what?"

"Hey! I'm your guest, and I paid for it, didn't I?

"I guess you'd better get down to business." Yiru shook her head in frustration, she suspected that it might be a big mistake for her brother to find such a serious guy.

"Your brother pulled me to talk about it for a night, don't you think we should take a break and talk about those boring things again?"

"I think it's urgent, it's urgent."

"Oh! I wonder if you're a KGB swallow after all, why don't you have the slightest emotion, it's really disappointing. They can also make men's souls fly out of the sky on the battlefield where bullets rain down. ”

"There's no bullets here, I'd better take you to see the mecha in the underground warehouse first. Then let's take a long-term view of how to get the mech away. ”

"Really! Is that place safe? "Frankie Mill was disappointed.

"There are only a few guards stationed by the Mechanical Emperor, and if we are careful enough, they won't find out."

"Well, what else can I say?" Frankie Mire nodded helplessly.

When he thought that Kafka was feasting at this time, and he had to think about stealing mechas, he felt indescribably depressed.

"We have no ill will. My brother needs your help, this is your gun, and as a sign of our sincerity, I'll give you back your gun now. Yiru said softly, and handed the M900 pistol in his hand to Franky Mill.

Frank Mire took the M900 pistol and was in a much better mood, after all, anyone would be in a better mood when they heard a beautiful woman say soft things to herself.

"Let's go, let's go here, it's not far, but it will take ten minutes to walk at least."

Frankimir didn't say anything, just silently followed Yiru out of the room.

The lanterns in the hallway were all extinguished by this time, perhaps because it was almost dawn. Even at noon, the sky in the Twin Cities was still a dim crimson. Most places in the city, in order to facilitate life, still have to choose to light up all day long. But for Feng Laiyi, no matter how dark it is during the day, there is no need for any light.

Without the weak lights in the lanterns, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly. They kept moving forward in the dark, down the steel staircase, into a workshop full of discarded machine tools, and in front of a small rusty iron door.

Yiru whispered to Frankimir, "It's right here." Walk quietly, the walkway inside is all made of steel, and it is easy to make noise. ”

"No problem, I'm a KGB agent, and I'll be quiet and make you forget my existence."

"But I've always felt that you're not very reliable."

"It's because you don't know me, we need to communicate more. Let's go, I'll be able to do it without anyone knowing. ”

Yiru glanced at Frankimir and cautiously pushed open the hidden door.

One after the other, they walked through the old security door, and a faint orange-red light shone through the dimly lit underpass.

The oppressive narrow passage is filled with the unpleasant smell of rust and mold, which makes people a little unbearable.

Frankimir had never been here before, so he had to let Yiru walk in front and show him the way. They came to the third basement floor, walked into an iron gate with flashing red indicator lights, and a huge production workshop appeared at their feet. The light in the workshop was not strong, but it was enough for him to see the whole picture of the workshop.

A glittering huge black mecha in the workshop occupies most of the space in the workshop.

The mech's head was long and pointed, and it looked like a giant bird's beak, parallel to where they were standing.

Looking at the foot, the mecha's body is well-defined and full of metallic texture. The structural layout of the fuselage is very similar to that of humans, and it is an anthropomorphic armed mecha.

In addition to the two huge arms raised high, there seem to be four arms hidden in the fuselage. makes this mecha look like it has six arms, which also makes the mecha in front of you look extraordinarily different.

There are six streamlined tubular objects behind the mecha, like the exhaust pipe of the mecha, and like some kind of cannon, but it is impossible to see what it is.

The whole mecha is majestic and solemn, and the black fuselage makes the mecha even more majestic.

"This is the 'Dark Phoenix', the seventh generation of armed mecha transformed by the Mechanical Emperor." Yiru whispered to Frank Mire behind him.

"This thing looks very good, it has a kind of domineering momentum, it seems to be similar to me." Frankimir said softly.

"This is a combat mech, in addition to its powerful firepower, the performance of hand-to-hand combat is also very superior, and it is the first choice for dealing with cyborg beasts. Especially in close contact with biochemical beasts, when you give up the use of weapons of mass destruction in order to avoid accidentally injuring yourself, the superiority of this mecha will be vividly reflected. ”

"Aren't you lazy, are the two guys below the guards you said?" Frankie Mill asked in a low voice.

Yiru looked down, and near the ankles of the mecha, there were two big black men in metal suits, armed with rotating machine guns, lazily looking around. Although the distance was long, it could still be seen that they were a little absent-minded.

"Yes, they rotate three shifts a day, and there are ten guards in total, all of whom live above the ground, and are regular visitors to the girls. However, there are usually no more than two people who come to the underground to be in charge of guarding, and in their opinion, there will be no accidents, because few people know about the existence of this mecha at all. ”

"That being said, no matter how lax they are, if the 'Gluttonous Devourer' gets too close here. I think from thirty meters away, they can sense something on the ground or hear a sound from a digging. ”

"So we need to get rid of the guards here at the right time. It's not a difficult task, just leave it to me when the time comes. ”

"It seems that you are very capable, but I underestimate you."

"Maybe, what do you think I should be?"

Suddenly, Yiru felt something and lunged at her, restraining her all over.