Ye Fei carried Meng Haoran to join the black bear and the others, although the black bear didn't figure out what the reason was, but the team immediately obeyed Ye Fei's order and evacuated at full speed.

The oncoming wind filled Meng Haoran's mouth and nose, and the wind blew on his face like a knife, blowing so that he couldn't open his eyes, and the flesh on his cheeks rippled like the wind blowing across the water.

He had to hold on to the armor on the mech's shoulder to ensure that he wouldn't be blown off by the wind; The head also had to be hidden behind the Yanjia as much as possible before he could breathe.

In the humanoid state, the shoulders of the mecha are detached from the torso, and the structure extending from the torso is buckled on the shoulder like armor, commonly known as extended armor, which actually has little protection at all.

Meng Haoran's breathing was restored, but the oncoming wind quickly took away the heat from his body, although it was not freezing, but his whole body was blowing cold, as if there was an ice spring in his body, and endless cold air kept coming out.

"Boss, something seems wrong with your poet." The black bear that followed closely behind Ye Fei noticed Meng Haoran's strange appearance and hurriedly reminded him.

"Poet?" Ye Fei was stunned for a moment before realizing who the black bear was referring to, "Share the perspective to show me!" ”

Although the cockpit of J-454 is a panoramic screen, it must be at least three or five meters away from the side of the mecha to see it clearly, and only the front is a panoramic view without distance, so Ye Fei can't see Meng Haoran's situation at all, and can only observe indirectly from the perspective of the black bear.

After seeing Meng Haoran's appearance clearly, Ye Feima commanded: "Black bear." Come ahead of me! ”

Before the war, he didn't realize that he would run into the captured people, and he was not prepared from top to bottom, Ye Fei thought about it, but he couldn't find a place to place Meng Haoran in the mecha, so he could only let the black bear fly in front of him, slightly blocking the wind for the poet.

If the bomb bay under the belly is hollowed, it will not be a problem to fit one person, but one person in the team counts as one, and the one with the least ammunition has not used up a quarter!

He was the only one in the team who had emptied a pistol magazine, even the Black Bear's rifle. Also because of the martyrdom of the shells, there are a few shells left.

Unless the ammunition is discarded. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to vacate any of the weapons compartments.

However, it is not the same thing to keep Meng Haoran outside the mecha all the time, only by wearing combat armor can he ensure his safety outside the mecha.

However, the piloting of the mecha requires the brainwave control system of the combat armor, and the mecha cannot be activated without wearing the combat armor, even if the fighters are willing to give up the armor on their body. Neither can that.

Thinking of this, Ye Fei sighed bitterly. No way. He could only be allowed to enter the cockpit and squeeze in, but fortunately, he, the commander, did not have to join the battle, even if there was one more person in the cockpit, it would not affect his command.

The team, which did not run into a single enemy along the way, quickly flew away from the building. The speed of the troops did not decrease, and they flew quickly to the direction where Jiang Yufei was.

Only Ye Fei started braking as soon as he went out, and the maximum speed inside the building was limited to a certain extent, and under normal circumstances, the mecha only needed a few tens of meters to stop.

However, with such a strong deceleration braking, Meng Haoran on the shoulder of the mecha did not have the protection of artificial gravity, and he would definitely be thrown out by inertia. Therefore, Ye Fei deliberately extended the deceleration distance to more than a thousand meters before stopping.

The mecha was suspended in the air and slowly advanced, and Meng Haoran, who was almost finished halfway, finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his cheeks on both sides were numb and numb, and he opened his mouth to speak, but his tongue was as dry as if it was dry.

Although Meng Haoran had no practical experience, he still felt that sitting outside the mech was similar to flying a fighter with an open cockpit into the air.

Suddenly, a heavy armor plate rose from the middle and rear position above the mecha, and Ye Fei came out of the cockpit, "The drone opens the way and avoids the enemy!" After finishing speaking, his body turned to Meng Haoran and beckoned: "Come here!" ”

Meng Haoran said in his heart that I wanted to go over, but unfortunately my mouth was still not good, and I couldn't say a word, so I was in a hurry, so I directly stretched out my hand and began to gesture.

Military sign language can only express simple content related to combat, and it is impossible to speak at length in detail, so in a hurry, Meng Haoran pointed to himself and gestured to the wounded.

Ye Fei simply controlled the mecha to land, and after landing steadily, he jumped out of the cockpit, holding Meng Haoran's shoulders and dragging him out of the cockpit.

The space in the cockpit was limited, and Ye Fei had to jump in by himself first, and then reach out and drag Meng Haoran, who was lying sideways outside the cabin, in.

The cockpit lid slowly closed, Ye Fei in the cabin maintained a driving posture, and Meng Haoran shrank in the narrow space behind Ye Fei, almost unable to move as if he was stuffed into a can bottle.

However, it is better to be in an uncomfortable position than to freeze outside.

The mecha slowly rose into the air and changed back to the form of a fighter, but in order to save space, Ye Fei gave up the manual control system and switched to brainwave control.

The fighter suddenly accelerated, chasing after its companion who had already flown several kilometers at the highest speed it could reach.

"Meng Haoran!"

"Here, chief, you called me?" Meng Haoran's tongue finally returned to work, but the words were not very clear.

"Well, I have a question for you, don't be so strict, just like chatting." Ye Fei deliberately said in a relaxed tone, "What the hell is that building for?" I thought there were a lot of Atlanteans in there, but I didn't expect to run into six. ”

There has never been a shortage of traitors in history, and although the Atlanteans are different from any other enemy in the history of 5,000 years of civilization, this does not prevent betrayers from taking refuge.

Ye Fei felt that since he had rescued Meng Haoran, he had the obligation to find out his details, ask which unit he belonged to, and how he had taken the Atlanteans prisoner.

How could Meng Haoran not think of what Ye Fei meant? However, this was the treatment that the captives had to accept, and he did not have any extra thoughts, and immediately replied, "It is a prison for the Atlanteans...... A prison dedicated to us prisoners of war. ”

"Prisoners of war? Didn't the Atlanteans take a lot of earthlings captive? All on this planet? Ye Fei suddenly felt that his brain was not enough.

If that's the case, I'm afraid the military's next action will focus on how to control the portal that communicates the two planets!

"No, there are only prisoners of war here." Meng Haoran moved around in the limited space, and half of his body was pressed on the back of Ye Fei's flying chair, a posture that made him feel a little more comfortable.

"Are there only a few prisoners of war in such a big prison?" Ye Fei asked strangely. (To be continued......)