The goal of the twelfth is clear.

Execution of defector test subjects.

Mecha manipulation, except for Zero Seven, maybe no one has the power to make these things.

From the bottom of the canyon, the boy took advantage of the stickiness of the soles of Martin's boots to the rocky cliffs and rushed to the top at great speed!

Holding the barrel of the cannon that can shoot out the capture net, aiming at the mecha piloted by Zero-Seven, it shoots several large nets one after another!

Up, middle and down, completely cut off the possibility of the mecha escaping!

As a last resort, Ling Qi could only retreat backwards and make a detour!

But during this time, the twelfth has already caught up! The hands were folded together, and they parted again, and a crack longer than the palm of one hand appeared! It's like a pitch-black closed eye suddenly opens, and the pupil in the middle, which symbolizes death, stares at Ling Qi!

The powerful rocket cannon shot out, aiming at the direction of the Lingqi mecha and rushing straight ahead!

It's tricky, but it's not like there's no way to dodge!

The chestnut-haired boy stared coldly at the rocket launcher that was about to hit him, and at that moment, Ling Qi hooked his lips slightly, and said lightly to the artificial intelligence of the mecha: "Space jump." ”

Next second!

Explosions echoed in the sky!

The dark clouds that exploded formed a burst of fireball, shooting in all directions!

However, when the smoke and gunpowder disappeared, the wreckage of the mecha was not visible at all.

There is nothing there.

But if you look a little higher, you can see the white-clad mech levitating above the cloud of exploding smoke using the blue flamejet power of the soles of its feet.

Unscathed, the boy sitting in the mecha squinted lazily, and then fired a continuous stream of cannon fire from the angel's mechanical wings!

Each one is set up with a tracking system, and the young man in blue saw this, a red light appeared in his brown eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined an excited smile, like a bored cat finally found an interesting mouse, and his hands suddenly burst out with powerful nuclear energy!

The surrounding magnetic field began to change accordingly with this energy, and the artillery fire that rushed towards the boy seemed to be pressed to a static button at a certain point in time, and was all frozen in the air by an invisible barrier!

In just a moment, it was all bounced back! Shoot at that mech in the sky at a faster rate!

Ling Qi immediately opened the protective shield, the bullet hit the shield, and the explosion sound of "bang bang bang" kept sounding in the air!

Smoke and dust were unbridled, and dark clouds of gunpowder enveloped the sky.

Space jumps can't be too far, and it's very energy-intensive.

Ling Qi's ability to imitate Zero 8 is to directly decompose the material to be moved into quarks, and then recombine them at another designated location, so as to achieve the effect of teleportation!

Teenagers usually use it to dodge lethal damage, and not too many times, as this kind of mecha that tends to collect does not store much energy.

The harvested energy can be supplied directly to it.

It's just that just now he transferred most of his energy to the others, allowing them to quickly escape back to the Machine City, which also caused Ling Qi to face a somewhat tricky situation facing Twelfth now.

He can't be tough.

Preferably, it is better to choose to escape.

The second space jump, teleporting far away from Twelve in the blink of an eye, he fled towards the location of the Machine City, as long as he got rid of Twelve Numbers, but it didn't seem easy.

On the rocket launcher chasing behind him, the young man in blue was standing on it, he seemed to have the confidence to execute Zero Seven, and said to the young man in the mecha: "You ran away last time, but this time, I will never let you leave again." ”

Ling Qi frowned, looked at him coldly through the rearview surveillance, "You think it's beautiful." ”

The second generation smiled: "Really?" Then check it out. ”

He smiled, his well-behaved and good-looking little face, showing an innocent smile, but the words he said were gloomy and cold, giving people a great contrast - "Look at today, what kind of death will you be." ”

*

The combat ability of the main collection mecha is naturally much weaker than that of the pure combat fully automatic offensive mecha.

Ling Qi also knew that there was a lot of luck today.

So when the blue-clothed boy laughed madly and destroyed the shell of the mecha and forcibly stripped off the built-in system inside, Ling Qi had already sent a signal to Shi Liu, asking him to immediately release the attacking mecha under the mechanical city and rush in this direction.

Although I don't know if he will be able to hold on to it for more than ten hours, and he will be able to hold on until then, the young man is extremely determined to hold on.

Because he can't die.

There's still a lot to attend to in Machine City.

"Second generation." Ling Qi said: "I should meet the requirements of the laboratory for brainwashing and reorganization, if you don't take me back, just kill me directly, the laboratory will be angry." ”

The young man in blue sneered, "So what? I just want you to die here. ”

"Why?" Ling Qi said: "If you are so loyal to the laboratory, why do you want to disobey the doctor's orders?" ”

"You have to kill me, did the lab ask for it, or—what you wanted?"

The second generation kicked and shattered the protective shield in front of him and Ling Qi, and inside the mecha, he reached out and pinched Ling Qi's neck!

"Of course I asked for it, do I need a reason to kill you?"

was choked by the neck, and Ling Qi's breathing gradually became difficult.

But the young man was not in a hurry, the corners of his lips always kept smiling, and in the next second-

The mech has started the self-destruct program.

The lasers that suddenly shot out from both sides directly cut off the arm that the second generation was holding Ling Qi's neck!

Suddenly blood gushed out! Ling Qi seized the opportunity to kick the second generation out of the mecha cabin! He manually opened the barrel of the cannon and fired several shots at the boy who fell out!

The second generation gritted his teeth! The blood-red in his brown eyes deepened again!

The boy took out the repair solution from his pocket and poured it on the severed hand where the bleeding was not stopping, and the wound stopped bleeding instantly, and began to repair the broken arm at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Until it is repaired, the second generation can only fight with one hand.

The bottom of the Martin boot sprays a powerful air stream to slow down the landing!

The mecha's flying device was destroyed by the blue-clothed boy just now, and it was difficult to fly again at this time, so Ling Qi could only choose to break away urgently and fly towards the sand dunes in a small lander!

The second generation followed closely, and since he found Zero Seven, he would never let him go like this!

In the fourth area, No. 11 did not hesitate to fight against himself for this guy, and the second generation was jealous of all the guys who were cherished by No. 11 or could be intimate with her.

Whether it's a generation, minus one, zero one, or the zero seven in front of you.

What he didn't feel, he grudged.

*

When Ling Qi broke away urgently, he only had two guns with him.

That was Jingshu's favorite deformable gun.

The boy held them tightly and shot a bullet at the second generation behind him with his backhand!

After half a year of silence, the guns were shot again, but unfortunately the users were not the owners they expected.

The second generation's gaze fell on them, and he recognized them instantly.

- When Eleven killed him before, he used these two miniature guns.

It turned out that it was given by No. 07.

In half a year, No. 11 changed countless weapons, but every time a new weapon researched by the scientific research department of the laboratory came into her hands, she always got the sentence - "garbage, it's not easy at all." ”

Therefore, the second generation finally realized at this time that it turned out that what she wanted was not a weapon that was really handy, but the person who made her a weapon.

Even if you don't have any memories, the habit of using items is still there.

Therefore, no matter how good the other weapons were, she always felt - "not easy".

"What should I do?" The second generation muttered, and on the young man's well-behaved face, the smile was a little distorted for a moment, "Zero Seven, I miss you dead even more." ”