Chapter Ninety-Seven: Black Smoke

The scene became a little hilarious.

Obviously, both planes have been paralyzed, but neither one has won.

"Fuck your sister!"

Lu Yao kicked the console violently, scolded, and rushed out with a rough pull handle to open the cockpit door.

"Sister, what are you doing?!"

Fengyue asked in surprise.

But Lu Yao didn't have time to answer her at all, so he dragged the elevator and jumped down and rushed towards the [590 Project], and almost a while, Yu Wenqing also jumped out of the power-off mecha, pulled the elevator and jumped down.

The eyes of the two girls were blood-red, like a mad bull, a hungry and thin vicious dog, and their whole bodies were soaked with the violent momentum of wanting to break each other's necks with one move.

The distance of more than 100 meters was instantly zeroed in under the sprinting of the two of them, and it was soon time to face each other.

But it's not words that they greet with words, they greet with fists!

"Smack"

A purple fist mark flowed from the white faces of the two girls, and they were all knocked to the side, obviously using ten percent of their strength.

But that's just the beginning.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The fists flew like rain, and the two of them punched desperately without even putting on a fight, and greeted each other in the face, chest, stomach and waist, and in a moment the opponent's nose and face were swollen.

"It's just a bad technology and you don't fucking admit it, let you pretend to be forced! Syllable! ”

"If you lose, you won't admit it, eat! Syllable! ”

“………”

The two girls' cursing wrinkles were mixed with the dubbing of fist blows, and after a few moments, the boxing match turned into a fighting competition, and the two twisted together and rolled around on the ground, pulling their hair and pulling the corners of their mouths, leaving their bodies covered in mud.

Fengyue also jumped off the mecha, but the elf's strength was so weak that he couldn't pull the two of them apart at all, and he was so anxious that he almost cried, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Sister Lu Yao, and Miss Yuwen, stop fighting, stop fighting, you're all bleeding!"

The chaotic scene didn't stop until five minutes later, and although the two fighters were much better physically than the average girl, they were not martial arts experts after all, and they quickly got tired and lay down side by side panting and not moving.

Because this posture is so much like a lying corpse, it scares the elf so much that it almost faints.

"Hey."

"Say."

Yu Wenqing spit out a word, and Lu Yao also picked up a word.

They were too lazy to speak.

"It's okay, a total of seven holes were pierced in your mecha every time, and every time you avoided the key point, a year ago, you couldn't even catch my three shots, it seems that you have been practicing."

"Nonsense, talk about me, you guy can dodge electromagnetic shells, you can even dodge and shoot back, it's a freak, what the hell have you been doing all these years?"

"It's really rude, it's just taking sports and art electives to cultivate your sentiments."

"Yes, it looks like I'm going to have to find a few courses in the future, so I don't know how it will help technology."

"Please, don't keep skipping grades and biting me, it's annoying, go and kill the 'little Li Guang' in front of you first."

“…………”

The sense of restlessness disappeared without a trace as the physical strength was exhausted, and the two girls who had regained their composure chatted like a family.

"Anyway, let's tie this time."

"Don't think too much about it, it's obvious that both of us lost."

"What!"

Lu Yao straightened up with all his strength, and suddenly found that there were two [Yuheng] with assault rifles next to him, staring at them in a daze.

"Hey, when were they there?"

Lu Yao was a little dumbfounded.

"You've been around since you first started fighting, and you've probably only been following the two of you all the way here."

Fengyue whispered to her partner who couldn't figure out the situation.

Probably I've never seen such a unique battle, and the two mechs were stunned for a while and didn't know what to do.

"I say two...... What the hell are you doing? ”

Gao Fengjie asked sluggishly.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I'm too tired to squat in the mecha all the time, so I'll just come out and move my muscles."

Yu Wenqing said casually, patted the dust on his body and stood up, but accidentally patted the bruise on his waist, and suddenly his mouth was crooked in pain.

"Yuwen, your words are ....... not convincing at all."

Li Zhiai muttered depressedly.

The two sniper mechs have been scrapped, and there is no need to waste ammunition to replenish the gun, and the driver should have honestly squatted in the cockpit at this time and waited for the rescue of the maintenance team, but the two mechs were only seriously injured and paralyzed, and the system did not cut off the control of the pilot, so that both of them jumped out of the mecha mysteriously.

In view of the fact that it is too dangerous for the two girls to stay in the wilderness, Gao Fengjie and Li Zhiai decided to take them back to the warning area first, anyway, the task on their side is completed in disguise.

The manipulator dragged the two of them up slowly like an elevator, and just before they were about to enter the cockpit, Lu Yao suddenly noticed that something seemed wrong in the distance.

"Wait, what's that over there?"

"Hey, Shi Min, wake up."

The sound of the sand night called Shi Min's somewhat detached consciousness back.

Feeling his brain swelling a little, he swept left and right, only to find that he was lying on the back of the chair, his feet hanging down ugly, almost kicking his head.

"Whew, it looks like I failed."

"It's not seeming, it's true."

Sand Night directly punctured his fantasies.

Shi Min shook his head, and finally remembered that he was actively attacked by Han Meng, but was easily counterattacked by the other party and successfully fell to the ground, so he became what he is now.

"What's the hair, didn't I fight back? Why was he still beaten so badly. ”

Shi Min scratched his scalp in annoyance, causing dandruff to fly.

If you lose one and a half moves, you will grit your teeth and stomp your feet down, and it's a big deal to come back next time, but I was beaten up like a little deflated three, and I was really depressed.

"Because your offense is really terrible, one has no precision, two has no prediction, and three has no momentum, it's like a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry, if you don't beat you over, the nickname of Turning Mirage can be written upside down."

Shaya crossed his waist and scolded him unceremoniously.

“…… Is it that bad? ”

"It's not rotten, it's bad, it's pretty bad, it's okay at first, but then it's getting more and more without IQ. Before taking the initiative to attack, I think you should first brew the awareness of attacking, it is too weak and too low-grade, or you have not gotten rid of the shackles of defensive mode at all until now. ”

Sand Night rebuked harshly.

From the very beginning, she already knew that with Shi Min's current level, she was far from being Han Meng's opponent in terms of will and technique, and she would definitely lose, but she still quietly agreed to let him try it.

"That's ......."

Shi Min listened dumbfounded, stunned and unable to say half a word.

Because this is indeed the truth, his attack is just a matter of urgency, and in the deepest part of his thinking, he still hopes to see Han Meng's mistakes and reveal the flaws in his attack.

"Hey, boy, you're still alive."

Han Meng shouted with a megaphone, and Shi Min stretched out his hand a few times but couldn't reach it, so he had to kick open the switch of his equipment with his toes to answer.

"Oh, that's right, there is indeed a life, Brother Han is you who won."

"Nonsense, of course I won, could it be that you can't win."

"....... you're so right."

Han Meng's tone is crazy enough, but he is also crazy about capital. This guy is really powerful, he can be called the strongest assault fighter Shi Min has ever fought against, whether it is judgment, tactics, or combat skills, he is also the first master he has encountered since his debut to completely neutralize his intuitive advantage with just basic combat skills.

In contrast, the mentality that I have five hundred yuan and want to earn five million is really a bit funny.

"Don't be discouraged, your consciousness is good, young man, at least much stronger than those second goods under me, go back and practice more, maybe we will have a chance to learn again in the future."

Han Meng happily dropped a sentence, and regardless of the [tapir c1] that was beaten half to death, he walked in stride, looking very chic - that is, three or five seconds.

"Hey, boy, do you know that there is a garbage incineration plant or an open-air barbecue center under construction in the east?"

That's too much nonsense, the one who is not afraid of death dares to build this kind of thing next to a military facility.

Feeling that the other party was asking a strange question, Shi Min inexplicably drove the mecha to stand up, adjusted the TV camera to look in the direction that Han Meng was pointing, and was suddenly surprised: I saw that the eastern area didn't know when to raise a few dark smoke columns, circling and moving straight into the sky, like several chimneys pulled up on the flat ground, the situation was surprisingly weird.

This scene made Shi Min sweat coldly, because similar pillars of smoke were too common in spike games.

"No, Brother Han, this seems to be ....... it seems to be a special fuel for mechanized use!"