Chapter 325: I'm a Sentinel!
"I'm a sentinel."
"Extended type for night use."
"Wrong! It's a Goat Star God of War Offensive Sentinel!" The machine named T38 flashed its electronic eyes, and it corrected the errors that had arisen in the logic system.
The sentry twisted his head, his electronic eyes converged with a glow, and the next moment the room fell into darkness, and the sentry closed the curtains and sank into the darkness.
A week later, Ugin City.
The deathmatch has begun.
The rules are no rules, no matter what means are used, the first person to reach the end from the starting point is the winner. The straight-line distance from the starting point to the finish line is exactly 1,000 kilometers, and the race will theoretically last for three days.
The participants in the deathmatch are all guards, the guards of the nine mechanical cities, and the mechs on the commander's list are forbidden to participate in the competition. This time, Molten Iron City sent twenty first-class guards, including the T38, or Sentinel, who had high hopes from the chief of the guard.
Sentinel, the last to set off, in fact not yet set off.
Deathmatch allows players to use vehicles up to level 4, such as violent motorcycles, incendiary chariots, steel mechanical oxen, etc. The Sentinel, which does not use a vehicle, is the most powerful vehicle in its own right.
The other runners had already set off, and the sentry was still standing still, and his behavior attracted the attention of many people. Of course, these people are all machine qì people, and in this world, there are no real human beings.
"It's a contestant in Molten Iron City? Is its core down?"
"I guess I'm scared, what's it called, this guard?"
"T38, T38 in Molten Iron City."
"It looks like I've been scared stupid. Ugin City's A86 has already rushed to the first place, far ahead of the rest of the other competitors, and is already 10 kilometers ahead of this T38. Even if this T38 is not stupid, it doesn't stand a chance. ”
"Black Rock City's W12 also has a chance, hot on the A86, and as far as I know, the W12 has a stronger power core."
"Hey, hey! I think Hammer City's E43 is the strongest, don't you see, it's already going to surpass W12?"
"What happened? Could it be that the formatting is not thorough enough? Its memory bank repaired automatically?" Inside the VIP seat, Diro's metallic face frowned for a while, and it thought of a possibility.
"It's moving!"
Also at this moment. The sentry moved.
The Sentinel's speed wasn't very fast, it was walking in a straight line, and just now, it was just calculating an optimal route. He chose a straight line. The shortest straight line.
The Sentinel began to pick up speed, overtaking the second-to-last man. The second-to-last man roared, the vehicle sped up and deformed, and the thick barrel was aimed at the sentry.
"Boom!"
The sentry turned his head, and the scarlet electronic eye locked onto the sneak attacker, directly giving the raider a ruining beam.
"Boom!"
The sneak attacker is gone.
Sentinel, speed up again!
It's the means. Shocked all the machine qì people, except Diro. Diro had already stood up. It was the Sentinel it captured at the beginning, so it was extremely familiar with the Sentinel's fighting style, and at this moment, it had a bad feeling, as if the previous reform of the criminal was a failure.
The criminal's memory bank is not thoroughly formatted! Or rather, formatting failed! The criminals are smart! It chose to take the initiative to 'take refuge' in the Molten Iron City!
"Criminal ......" Diro stared at the T38 on the huge screen in the air, it wanted to attack in person, and considering the consequences, it finally sat back in its seat.
When the deathmatch is over, it's going to capture the criminals again!
And at this moment, the sentry has rushed to the middle position and is still accelerating. The people who participate in the deathmatch are all belligerent, and they all know very well what deathmatch means.
Deathmatch means glory, but also death! Either the opponent dies, or you die!
A man on a violent motorcycle attacks the sentry, and this man is extremely confident that he believes in the power of its cannons.
"Boom!"
Unfortunately, its cannon latched onto the sentry, and it flew into the sky along with its violent motorcycle, which exploded in the air, shattering into countless pieces of metal slag.
"I'm a sentinel, you're not."
The sentry's electronic eyes flashed, and he sprinted and sprinted, and at the same time, the crossed sword-shaped mark on his forehead detached and turned into a metal greatsword! The sentry, on the other hand, was holding this metal greatsword and penetrating a mechanical cow directly in front of him!
Passing through the center of the mechanical cow's buttocks, the mechanical cow is perfectly divided into two halves, and the machine qì people inside the mechanical cow are instantly divided into two halves, including the core of the machine qì people.
"Boom!"
The sentinels shuttled by, and the mechanical ox exploded, as if a firework had been lit.
"Commander! Molten Iron City cheats! This T38 is at least a commander-level machine!" Inside the city of Ugin, the commanders of the major cities shook.
"Diro! You Molten Iron City cheats! This T38 is more powerful than the average commander! Damn it! You cheat! Disqualification! Directly revoke the qualification!"
"Cheat! Shameless! Shameless in Molten Iron City! Violating the mechanical creed!"
"Report it to the Supreme Arbitration Council! The Molten Iron City must be made to pay!"
"This T38 must be destroyed! Molten Iron City has been disqualified!"
Diro didn't respond, and at the moment, it was just staring at the T38, which had lost control on the huge screen.
The Sentinel has entered the first echelon, it is still a straight line, its strength has made other competitors take the initiative to avoid, and the Sentinel has no other obstacles on the straight road to the end, except for the occasional few hills.
"Boom!"
The Sentinel went on a rampage, piercing a hill, and at this moment, in front of it, there were only five contenders left.
"Fifth!"
"Fourth!"
"It surpasses the W12! W12 didn't fight back!"
"It's over E43! Will Hammer City's E43 attack? Give up! Hammer City's E43 gave up the attack!"
"The last one! There's one last one ahead of it! A86! It surpasses A86!"
"Will A86 attack?"
“A86!”
"It's A86! A86 is on the attack! A86 can't stand to be overtaken by a newcomer!"
"A86 attacked T38! It's a burning chariot! Burning chariot of the A86!"
"Oh my God! A86 is killed!"
"Boom!"
The Sentinel's face is expressionless, the giant metal sword cuts off A86's head, it won't look back at the explosion, it now has only one goal, the end of the deathmatch!
In Ugin City, the commanders of the major cities were silent, and they looked at the machine qì man who rode in the dust, the machine qì man who was enough to threaten them.
Watch as the machine qì man runs amok and reaches the end of the deathmatch!
The sentinels reached the end, and the people of the Molten Iron City began to cheer. Di Luo didn't cheer, it stared at the finish metal platform on the machine, its electronic eyes began to flicker rhythmically.
"Does it even count as cheating?" The commander of Hammer City looked at the commander of Ugin City.
"It's beyond the combat power of the first-class guards, and I will submit it to the Supreme Arbitration Council, and the Supreme Arbitration Council will solve it." The Ugin City Commander was expressionless.
In fact, the people in charge of the death match are the commanders of the cities, the chief of the guard, and the other and the lords of the major cities will not come forward, and it seems that this kind of competition is not worth their participation. (To be continued......)