In order to avoid a premature encounter with Pell and their team, Frankimir and the others did not rush deep into the war zone. They made their way north as far north as they could, trying to find some lone beasts as they had envisioned, and then defeat them individually.

The war zone is overgrown with trees, and the trees here are not only leafy, but also very tall, and some of them are too out of line. In addition, the rugged terrain and mountains in the competition area provided good conditions for their own concealment, but it also brought a lot of trouble to their march.

Due to the height of the armed mechs, much higher than the trees here, these trees could not completely cover the mechs, and the lush branches became a burden to the march, causing them a lot of trouble.

They can only rely on these large and small hills to hide themselves as much as possible, and at the same time reduce the noise emitted by the mech's movements, and reduce the horizontal height of the fuselage as much as possible, which is also a non-choice. At this time, they had to avoid not only the people of Pell, but also the sixteen divine beasts who did not know where they were.

They try their best to shrink the joints of the mechs to minimize their size, which looks strange and greatly reduces their marching speed, which is not conducive to allowing them to hide themselves better.

They don't want to be someone else's prey until they find their target prey. They are here to hunt, not to be hunted. In order to be able to successfully capture their prey, the hunter hides himself in a place where it is not easy to be detected, which is a common tactic that cannot be blamed, and it cannot be said that the hunter is a cowardly person.

As a competitive race, time should be the most important factor. In the shortest possible time, the most divine beasts can be killed, and the final victory can be obtained.

But at this moment, for tactical reasons, every second is the last thing they need, and they need to kill time as much as possible, at least before the outbreak of the mecha virus of Pell and the others. For them, this is extremely important.

Since he only ate a casual snack in the break room in the morning, some people could say that he ate almost nothing, and after noon he could start to feel hungry. Kafka, in particular, was even more hungry, and his eyes were glazed with hunger.

Kafka offered to suggest that they should find a supply depot before they could find the lone beast. He distinctly remembered that the staff had mentioned it, according to the arrangement of the competition committee. There seemed to be a hundred supply stations throughout the theater, and this was exactly what Kafka wanted to see at the moment.

At each station, the necessary supplies are stocked, such as food, drinking water, fuel, ammunition, and some simple repair parts.

The number of supply stations is far more than double that of the little princess's team and the sixteen divine beasts, so Kafka believes that they were the first to discover it. At the same time, it should be the easiest for them to spot, and it should be the supply station in the war zone.

No one objected to Kafka's proposal, and it was not a bad thing for them to be able to find a supply station quickly. It's a pity that none of them have a map of the war zone, so whatever they will find first, they will all have to resign themselves to their fate.

To his surprise, the first thing they discovered was neither the supply site nor the little princess's team. It was not the sixteen divine beasts, but the corpse of a biochemical beast lying on the ground.

This is a very large biochemical beast, which should be able to reach a height of about fifty meters, or a length of about seventy meters. Judging by the appearance of the corpse of the giant beast. This is a four-legged "paleontological beast", the tail and neck of the giant beast are very long, very much like some kind of pre-event behemoth, and also has the typical characteristics of pre-event behemoths.

The body of the giant beast showed no signs of decomposing, and it seemed that it must have been dead for a short time, and it would not take more than a week at most.

Frankie Mire was quick to recognize. The giant beast lying in front of them was not included in the information related to the sixteen divine beasts he saw. In those analysis diagrams, there is no such thing at all, what is this, why did he die on the battlefield of the Divine Beast Competition, could it be that in addition to the sixteen divine beasts, there are other biochemical beasts here.

If that's the case, then who killed this giant cyborg?

Judging from the size of this giant beast alone, it is clear that no matter what kind of ability this cyborg has, its destructive power must be quite amazing. This is inevitably determined by the huge size of the giant beast, and if you want to kill such a giant, whether you use a biochemical beast or an armed mecha, the requirements for its combat effectiveness are bound to be very high.

Obviously, if it was an armed force of the level of the "Frost Mecha", it would be impossible to kill such a giant beast, no matter how skilled the pilot of the "Frost Mecha" was, in the face of such an absolute disparity in power, he could directly get the answer without thinking about it.

"What's going on? Could it be that there are other people in this war zone besides our two teams! What a fucking bastard, why didn't the staff talk to us. Kafka, who had never been in the wind, immediately scolded.

"There's nothing to fuss about, I think it's just a trick to deceive the world." Chanjuan, who was in the same cab as Kafka, said with a blank face.

Even more like Lada's arrangement, Kafka, Chanjuan, and Maria are all the commanders of the "Prussian Reaper", and the three of them stay in the same cab because of this, and many people command a mecha at the same time, which is very common, and there is nothing to make a fuss about.

"Tricks! I don't understand, who is this for? Kafka was puzzled, his eyes fixed on the observation window, the dead body of the cyborg lying on the ground.

"Have you forgotten? What the competition committee announced to the public was that the players on both sides were required to take the lead in defeating the six-headed divine beast. But according to what we know inside, once either side defeats the three-headed beast, the tournament committee will immediately terminate the game. This means that in addition to the three-headed divine beasts killed by either side, they at least need to find and pretend to be the corpses of the other three divine beasts, only in this way can they hide from the eyes of the world and make everyone think that the winner has indeed killed the six-headed divine beasts. Chanjuan explained impatiently.

"I see!" Kafka put on a look of abrupt realization.

"Or what do you think?" Chanjuan sighed helplessly.

"Onward! Stand on top of the corpse! Kafka suddenly ordered.

"What do you want?" Maria asked, puzzled, as she had been silent until now, but now she was puzzled by Kafka's instructions.

The Rada assigned three commanders to the "Prussian Reaper", of which Kafka was the commander-in-chief, and Chanjuan and Maria were to some extent nothing more than Kafka's deputies. This is a careful arrangement by Rada, to let a person who can only brag to be the commander-in-chief of the main battle mecha, and let two people with professional knowledge do it, this is not a ridiculous decision made by Rada with a hot head.

Kafka, who has reached middle age, has experienced a lot of hardships, but has developed a strong body and a persevering character. But in terms of his physique, he was by no means as unusual and extraordinary as Frankmir, he only looked less ferocious than Frankimir, but his physical strength was far from Frankymir's.

At the same time, Kafka, who was born with a doctorate in biology, was not trained to control mecha at all. Although every man loves these battle weapons as deeply as he loves beautiful women, love alone cannot control the mecha.

No matter which aspect he starts, Kafka is not qualified to be a qualified commander, even those aides under Zhang Yue are probably much stronger than Kafka. The reason why he was able to become the commander-in-chief of the "Prussian Reaper" was all due to the support of one person behind his back, which was the mechanical princess Lada.

On the night when they went to Fort Mechanical Eagle to fit the warden with a prosthetic leg, a secret agreement was reached between Rada and Kafka.

Radha is well aware that her sister is as much in love with Franky Mill as she is in love with the man.

However, anyone who pays a little attention will not be difficult to find that there seem to be too many women around Frankimir, which is not good for Maria.

Rada saw at a glance what kind of person Kafka was, he was a man who would not hide his love for beautiful women in his stomach. Therefore, Rada is willing to help Kafka behind his back, so that he can get the woman he wants, and Kafka's value to Rada is to block all the women who try to get close to Frankimir for Maria.

The ugly Kafka, for the handsome Frankimir, seems to have an innate jealousy from the beginning, which is obvious to anyone. A little white face like Frankmir is liked by women everywhere he goes, but Kafka's hideous appearance will scare all the beauties away.

Even if Kafka and Frankimir are passers-by who have never known each other, this kind of jealousy can be instantaneous, and most men will feel disgusted and disgusted by his natural beauty once they see him, which is why jealousy is at work.

Therefore, Kafka was very willing to help Rada, as long as it was not good for Frank Jimmy, even if it was not good for him, Kafka would still agree, so that the two tacitly reached a tacit understanding. It was out of Darla's selfish desires, and the agreement he made with Kafka, that Rada arranged for Kafka to be the commander-in-chief of the "Prussian Reaper", and Kafka would also ensure the completion of this difficult task of resisting Frankimir.

The secret agreement between them may soon be staged in front of everyone. (To be continued.) )