This action of the War Apostle made the hearts of everyone in the Temporary Command of the Federation rise to their throats.

However, at the moment when the Apostle's gaze came, the black mecha suddenly circled the back of the War Apostle's leg and wrist, silently prostrating on a piece of cracked alloy armor.

After a moment, the War Apostle looked away.

However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, several howitzers from the Imperial's camp slammed into the back of the War Apostle, and one of them hit the silver mecha not far away.

The dazzling firelight was accompanied by a sharp shrapnel, and at the last moment, Xu Qiusheng, who had climbed halfway, had no choice but to drive the silver mecha to the side, and a mechanical arm was tightly clung to a scabbed wound, but the dead skin could not withstand the weight of the mecha for several tons, and with a slight tearing sound, the silver mecha danced its limbs and fell to the ground.

In the midst of the emergency, Xu Qiusheng still chose to pull out the high-energy particle concussion blade behind the shoulder blade, and plunged heavily into the muscles and sciences of the War Apostle, dragging out a long wound with the blood splashing.

The War Apostle let out an angry roar as he looked up to the sky, then raised his right palm and slapped it heavily against his back.

With a muffled sound, metal fragments and blood splattered, smearing heavily towards the body, accompanied by the unpleasant sound of metal friction and sparks, the remaining alloy armor on his body was directly lifted, and in front of Xu Qiusheng, it was like a layer of metal walls surging.

In desperation, he could only enter overload mode, and with the shedding of the heavy components of the body and the full opening of the four engines, the speed of the body suddenly doubled. But at such a speed, you can only use the alloy longsword to ensure that you will not fall, but in this way, each step will leave a wound on the back of the War Apostle, which undoubtedly exposes your position.

In order to catch the bed bug on his back, the Apostle of War put his hands together, but in a moment, the original shattered supersolid alloy armor on his back basically fell off completely, and the mountains under his feet did not know how many big craters were smashed, and the black mecha piloted by Suye Cangna could only hide on the lower edge of the armor on his legs and wrists, unable to move.

Once hit by those heavy armor fragments falling from the sky, it will fall to the ground. The heavier one was smashed into a discus.

However, she also noticed Xu Qiusheng's danger. According to this trend, it is only a matter of time before Xu Qiusheng, who has finally climbed to the shoulder blades of the War Apostle, is photographed.

In the dim cockpit, the dim light reflected by fluorescent light made it impossible to see her expression.

Sujecanna took a deep breath and pressed the red button in the upper left corner of the control platform.

White steam gushing room. The black mech pulls out the alloy longsword behind its shoulder blades. Clasp your hands together. Stabbed into the muscles of the back of the Apostle's knee and wrist, then dragged his foot through the broken brim of the alloy armor.

With a thud, the high-energy particle concussion blade seemed to cut through a major artery behind the Apostle of War's knee. Blood gushed out like a waterfall, dyeing the entire black mecha into blood, as if it had been put on a crimson suit.

The Apostle of War, who had suddenly suffered a heavy blow, fell to one knee on the ground, let out a roar that shook the heavens in the cracks of smoke and dust, and the scarlet eyes finally found the culprit that only caused it pain, and his right hand became a claw, and he jumped backwards from his knees and ran along his thighs to grab at the black mecha on the claw.

After the blood-stained black mecha entered an overload state, its body turned into a black shadow in the night, and in the process of evading the capture of the two giant hands, it kept waving the blade in its hand, and every time it went to a place, it would inevitably leave a terrifying wound that was as deep as a thousand feet, and the blood rained down.

In the temporary command hall of the Federation in Xixia Mountain, everyone watching this scene held their breath, clenched their fists tightly, and many female officers covered their lips tightly, their eyes full of tears, and looked at the black mecha that showed their might.

At this moment, they can no longer help in any way, and can only pray silently in their hearts.

They all knew that although Colonel Suyer seemed to be extremely fierce and showed the demeanor of an ace pilot to the extreme, those seemingly terrifying wounds were actually not fatal to the War Apostle, just like an adult was inadvertently scratched by a baby with a paper cutter, which only increased the anger of the War Apostle.

And Colonel Su Ye obviously knew this, but she still chose to do so, just to attract all the attention of the War Apostle, so that Xu Qiusheng, who had climbed to the top, could climb into the open cockpit at the neck of the War Apostle as soon as possible.

Any mistake, whether it is shot by the Apostle of War or a misstep and falling, is absolutely inevitable.

However, things seemed to be going more smoothly than everyone here had imagined, and after all of the War Apostle's attention had been attracted by Suye Cangna, the high-energy particle concussion blade, which would bring strong stimulation to the War Apostle, was inserted back into the scabbard and climbed with both hands.

But the shattered pieces of alloy armor behind the War Apostle had been wiped clean, which slowed him down a lot.

But even so, at the current rate, it only takes another half a minute for him to reach his destination.

The black mechs that had also climbed to their chests and abdomen were also becoming more and more courageous, and the black light and shadow did not stop moving on the remaining pieces of armor fragments, causing the War Apostle to let out a painful roar.

Because of the many footholds, more than ten seconds later, after dodging another fan blow from the War Apostle, the black mecha actually reached the neck of the War Apostle one step faster than Xu Qiusheng!

But she didn't choose to go around to the side and enter the cockpit, because it would inevitably pass through the broad shoulders of the War Apostle, and it was very easy to be slapped to death by the other party.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the black mecha jumped heavily at the jaw of the War Apostle, kicked its nose and face, and rose into the air, holding the sword in both hands, turning into a dark red blood shadow in the night sky, and stabbing towards the right eye of the War Apostle.

When he was about to stab into the eye of the War Apostle, there was a soft thud that made everyone's hearts throb.

I saw that the black mecha piloted by Suye Cangna was heavily held in the palm of the right hand of the War Apostle, leaving a head outside, looking extremely miserable.

Bang!

Feng Shangming slammed his fist on the round table of the conference, his expression was full of pain and chagrin, and his gray hair was even more mottled in the dim light.

"Don't! Don't do that! Isha looked at the black mech on the screen, which had completely given up on the struggle, held in the palm of the hand by the Apostle of War, and muttered a prayer with red eyes like rabbits.

She knew a little bit about the life-and-death feud between Suye Cangna and Shi Chen, but she always thought that it was because her sister had created a grudge, and it really shouldn't be fulfilled between the two of them.

Although Shi Chen didn't know what state he was in at the moment, to some extent, Shi Chen was still in the position of the pilot of the War Apostle, if Su Ye Cangna died in the hands of 'him' like this, she believed that Shi Chen would not be happy.

The Apostle of War held the black mech in front of him, as if trying to see the painful thing clearly, a low roar from his mouth and a clattering sound in his hands.

In the dim cockpit of the mecha, in the splash of electric sparks, there was a constant sound of squeezing and deforming metal distortions, and the corners of Suye Cangna's lips were bloody, looking at the face that occupied the entire horizon through the holographic screen that was about to blur, looking at the scarlet eyes that were all filled with anger, and said lightly: "It doesn't seem to be you, it's a pity." ”

Between life and death, no one knows what she is regretting at this moment, and even she herself doesn't know what kind of mood she feels in her heart.

As the saying goes, before death, people often look back on their lives like a marquee.

"It turns out that those are all lies," Suye Cangna laughed at herself as she struggled to collect the pale memories in her mind.

She found out unexpectedly and absurdly that in addition to the most painful part of her childhood, she was also the happiest because she was accompanied by her uncle, and then she was a tragic scene on the battlefield.

His youth was exhausted on the tragic battlefield, and his whole life was dedicated to hatred and war.

In addition to chasing hatred, she found that she never seemed to live for herself, even her own bell happiness was drawn up by her father's marriage contract, if it weren't for Arsariya's sudden appearance in Titan, she must not have resisted and refused.

PS: Thank you for the reward of 100 starting coins from the classmate! (To be continued......)