Zhao Pingsheng swore that in his many years of combat career, he had never encountered such a strange thing!

An ace pilot of the Sea Emperor Trident encounters a brave pilot who has fought in the air, and the two sides ask each other about their origins-

One is from the Mecha Research Institute.

One is for the meteorological observatory.

Isn't that funny?

How could a pilot who was able to control mechs so skillfully and come and go freely in the demonic biota come from some research institute?!

Zhao Pingsheng became more and more suspicious of Ronan's origins.

However, he didn't know that after Ronan let out that uncontrollable mutter, he also began to doubt the identity of the other party.

He has a good memory, and when he was on White Shark, he pretended to be unconscious and was carried by dolphins.

It was a mech that supposedly patrolled a weather station that saved him.

At that time, he pretended to be unconscious, and did not carefully perceive the specific situation of the mech.

But he remembered the appearance of the mecha clearly, as well as the paint number on the flanks.

H37.

At that time, Ronan only memorized the number in passing.

Now in the melee, he clearly saw that the flanks of the mecha piloted by this group of pilots with amazing combat effectiveness had similar spray paint.

H18、H89、H03......

And the mecha that asked him about his origin in front of him was H02.

Ronan has a certain understanding of the formation of the Imperial Mecha Formation, and the one who can rank high in the serial number should be the deputy commander of this unit.

As for H01, Ronan didn't see it, and he was very keenly aware that despite the three-digit mecha like the H100, the number of mechs entering the battlefield did not exceed a hundred.

This proves that this mecha unit is not fully staffed.

Where did the others go?

Ronan didn't know.

He didn't want to know either.

All he knew was that with the help of this group of pilots, the people in the temporary shelter should be safe.

As for the true identities of the two, both parties chose to tacitly agree.

Zhao Pingsheng knew that although the young lady was kind-hearted and cooperated with Modo's official organization, the Sea Emperor Trident belonged to the aristocratic private soldiers after all, and it was not good to be too high-profile, so he chose to remain silent...... All prove that this is a very elite mecha unit!

"It seems that the weather station of the White Shark Star also has another hidden meaning. ”

The two men, each with their own secrets, played haha in the voice channel, and didn't say much, but began to kill the enemy together very tacitly.

Anyway, their biggest enemy at the moment is still this group of monsters!

The number of demonized wolverines was so staggering that it took a considerable amount of time to wipe them out one by one, despite the addition of the Sea Emperor Trident warriors.

Ronan's mecha has completely solidified into red and black.

If it weren't for the fanaticism with the air circulation system, I'm afraid he would have been overwhelmed by the strong smell of blood at this moment!

......

"And the last three thousand!"

"Don't let them run!"

Zhao Pingsheng ordered in the secret channel of the Sea Emperor Trident: "By the way, let that transport ship come over." Go to the group of students and get them to safety. ”

"Be fast!"

"Yes!"

A group of soldiers listened to the order and accelerated the speed of encircling and suppressing the wolverine.

However, at this time, a timid voice appeared: "Brother Zhao......"

"Fatty, what's the matter?"

Zhao Pingsheng was killing energetically, so naturally he was not interested in chatting with his subordinates.

The guy called Fat Man said in a slightly embarrassed voice: "The punishment you said before...... It's a joke, right?"

Zhao Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned green: "Do you think I'm joking?"

"The most elite soldier of the Sea Emperor Trident, is it not as good as a pilot from a research institute?"

"What's more, look at the equipment in your hands, he-mother* is a high-energy particle cannon!"

"Look at people, people are running naked!"

Streak is an army term that means, a prototype of a machine with no weaponry other than a lightsaber.

Dressed people can't run naked, in the army, it's just a joke!

However, in the next second, there was silence in the voice channel.

Zhao Pingsheng found that everyone didn't say a word, and they worked hard to kill the demonized wolverine!

"What's the situation?"

Zhao Pingsheng muttered, thinking that this group of young men was nervous again.

After a while, the fat man said bitterly, "Brother Zhao...... Something is wrong. ”

"You go see the ...... running naked"

"The demonized creature he killed by himself can top the five of us!"

Zhao Pingsheng was slightly stunned.

Immediately, he called up the data from the central system.

The Neptune Trident's mechs are all equipped with state-of-the-art artificial intelligence computers.

Soon, a series of data showed up.

This data includes numbers and images.

The results showed that since they cut into the battlefield, the naked mecha had been killing enemies with them.

He only had a lightsaber.

But the number of demonized wolverines he killed was actually five times that of ordinary soldiers!

In other words, when an elite pilot of the Sea Emperor Trident killed a demonized wolverine, the mecha of that research institute had already killed five of them!

What a terrifying statistic!

You know, this is not an ordinary soldier, the elite of the Sea Emperor Trident is definitely first-class in the private armed forces of the imperial nobles.

Although there is no way to compare with those super soldiers who are said to have practiced martial arts, they are also considered special talents in normal arms.

However, this is such a talent, in front of that mecha, not only did not show any advantages, but in the case of a large lead in equipment, the killing efficiency was far inferior to that of the other party!

That's a bit of an exaggeration!

"I'm grass!"

Zhao Pingsheng, who has always been elegant, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, he looked at the depths of the wolverine group, the mecha with a strange appearance, and showed a surprised look:

"Can streaking be so strong?"

......

In the center of the battlefield, Ronan, who was frantically slaughtering the life of the demonized wolverine, naturally did not realize that his terrifying monster-killing efficiency had already shocked the elite soldiers of the Sea Emperor Trident.

He just followed the simplest method of killing enemies, followed his instincts, and harvested their lives with his lightsaber.

Although the particle cannon is powerful, it is actually firepower at close range.

The soldiers of the Neptune Trident are used to teamwork, so relatively speaking, they are all set on fire. Ronan, on the other hand, often kills the monsters alone, stabs them with a sword, and if he doesn't do it, he can get a triple kill.

And in terms of damage, a close-range lightsaber is no worse than a particle cannon.

The mobility of the source of fanaticism far exceeds that of the mechs of the Empire's generation, and coupled with Ronan's super reflexes and operations, it is not surprising that such a result can occur.

It's just that in a short period of time, even the well-informed Zhao Pingsheng didn't find out what the problem was.

The soldiers of the Sea Emperor's Trident tried their best to kill the enemy, but they still couldn't catch up with Ronan.

They were very depressed.

The last one who could make them feel so helpless was their real leader.

The daughter of the Cao family who laughs like an angel, but is actually a devil sometimes.

...... (To be continued.) )