Chapter 8 Trapping the Enemy

Although one of Cole's arms was temporarily scrapped, he could still grit his teeth and persist in the face of this kind of hard injury, after all, he was also experienced in a hundred battles, and he clearly knew that in the current situation, Botrini was the one who was in danger of life. ๏ผˆ)

Botrini's face was indeed pale, and the desert floated with his blood. In this state, it is impossible for him to raise the cross again and beat people, even if he fights with his bare hands. He weighed the situation and said in his heart: Anyway, the other party has already lost at least half of its combat effectiveness, and the knights around him can completely take it down, so why should I fight with my life.

"Kill him!" Botrini shouted, taking a breath and floating in the desert to retreat.

Cole had no vehicle, no power to chase, and was already under siege, and then he remembered, what about Tamson's men?

He had just thought of this, when he saw the cab glass of a five-legged spider in the distance suddenly shattered. It was bulletproof, thickened, and a layer of glass with a built-in imaging screen, and it was shattered by a flesh and blood body. And the person who flew out of it, wearing a black sรจ uniform with HL, who was not Tamson?

Botellini, who had not yet fled far, had just pulled the thorn out of his abdomen at this time, and in his experience, the sooner this kind of thing with a blood groove was pulled out, the better, anyway, this is not a movie, and the probability of dying immediately when pulled out is very low. His lips were already bruised, and his concentration began to decline, and as soon as he relaxed, he heard the sound of breaking glass, and he mistakenly thought that there was an ambush on the other side. I almost sat down on the desert float in fright.

Tamson's figure continued to fall until it landed on the sand and stopped, lying there unaware of life or death. Although it is impossible to confirm the distance, look at the situation of his falling body in the air. Cole basically surmised that the guy was either unconscious or had been beaten to the ground.

Botrini also saw the clue, and he was surprised and delighted, and he also wondered, what was the situation? Who killed him? Who was the one who sniped at the fierce ability person just now?

In contrast, the situation on Cole's side can be described as taking a sharp turn, and the surrounding dozen or so desert floaters have faintly surrounded him, each of which is carrying three or five capable people, and it is obviously impossible for him to expect Tamson to support him now. Instead, he had to drag a stump to get Tamson back.

"Damn...... Fight ......" Cole scolded in a low voice and stepped out, and the sand and dust a few meters square where he was standing burst up, temporarily obscuring his figure.

The nearby knights struck tentatively in this direction. However, Cole's speed in the non-rotating state is not slow, after all, he is a strong ability, whether it is psychological or purely physical, he still has a certain advantage over these low-level abilities.

In the blink of an eye, Cole's figure had quickly scurried to the side of a desert float. The three knights on the float were a little caught off guard, but they still reacted immediately, and each used their abilities, but Cole did not directly attack them. Instead, he grabbed the desert with one hand and floated to the side.

Cole is not known for his strength, and Botrini is the type to carry a weapon measured in "tons" and swing it like a baseball. He really can't compare. But anyone who has reached a strong level of ability, as long as he works hard. There is still the strength to overturn a car with one hand, but to lift the car or throw it out, you have to be trained or have the right ability. After all, Cole is a full-time combatant at HL and a student of Jason Luca, a famous European department, so it's no surprise that he can do this.

The three knights lost their balance at the same time, staggering backwards and leaping onto the sand. Cole took the opportunity to jump on the float, his left arm on the shoulder, one arm turned into a whirlwind, and then he threw a punch, blasting out a swirl-shaped sand and dust, like a saloon roll lying horizontally, knocking back the knight next to him and the other two floating planes that were approaching.

In just a few seconds, Cole took advantage of the situation to launch a float and drove at full speed in the direction where Tamson was.

Falling to the ground, Tamson was still some distance away from the Iron Commandment's desert squad, and there were no infantry or light cavalry around him. Since he fell directly below a five-legged spider, the other five-legged spider bodies around him were not convenient to fire, so they couldn't blast out a large mecha of their own people in order to kill an unconscious enemy, not to mention that they didn't know that all the companions in this mecha had died.

Cole snatched the float and rushed all the way to his companion, and when he was close to the distance he was about to touch, he leaned sideways out of the float, and since he only had his left hand, he had to hold the direction and stabilize the float, so he had to pick up the tamson on the ground with his feet as he moved, and scoop his companion up like a ball.

As a result, this difficult action was really successful, and when Tamson's body fell to the float, Cole instinctively glanced at him, but was shocked to find that it was not Tamson at all, it was just a stranger's corpse that had been changed into Tamson's black military uniform.

"What's going on?" Cole Shi reacted, "Is it to lure me here?"

Suddenly someone spoke on the communicator floating in the desert: "The one from HL, you should be able to hear it." โ€

Cole knew he was talking to himself, and manually turned up his voice.

"Your hallucinatory companion has been captured, and you are under siege by our army. You didn't run away just now, and now it's too late to turn back. "It was Spellton who spoke, but those who heard the communication would never have imagined that someone from the Cross would be there, whether it was Cole, Botrini, or the Iron Commandment troops, who thought it was some knight captain or high priest speaking.

Cole's desert float slowed down, as he noticed that there was nowhere to escape, and many five-legged spiders were surrounding from all directions, and the desert float team was also interspersed with them, and there was no dead end to be found.

"Stop and surrender, or be annihilated by the intense artillery fire. The choice is yours. The man in the newsletter hung up after saying this.

Cole hesitated for a few seconds, then reluctantly stopped floating, kicked the corpse that had tricked him into enemy lines, and raised his moving arm in surrender. He is not afraid of being captured, as long as his injuries are recovered, there is a chance to escape, not to mention that Miao Long is still there, maybe after half an hour, the other party will take the initiative to find him to surrender.