The huge mechanical arm of the three-type mecha swung and the mechanical claws that resembled reptilian creatures slammed into the monster's skull in a sea of waves, flying off a large area of flesh, skulls, and even brains with just one blow!

The three-type mecha, which was originally a little stiff due to its size, was lubricated by the telekinetic power, and immediately changed its move after slapping, and clamped the monster's head with both hands, completely ignoring the enemy's next counterattack.

'Now is the time! ’

Because it's never going to fight back again!

"Kill!"

The killing intent that had been brewing to the apex in the constant battle turned into the most powerful weapon, and under the power of the White Tiger, it materialized into a golden-red long sword with the Thunder Saber as the core, and the length of the five-meter-long saber doubled in an instant! The thrusters behind the Thunderblade Mecha spewed out surging firelight, and the speed of the Mecha broke through the peak at this moment!

"Boom !!"

This is not the sound of the saber colliding with the monster bones, but the destruction caused by the mecha coming into close contact with the earth!

Mecha, pierced the monster!

Thunderblade slowly stood up and shook the saber in his hand, shaking off the poisonous flesh that had clung to his body by penetrating his flesh. Behind it, the Type 3 mecha slowly released its claws. Not a single drop of blood came out of the wounds, and they had all turned into cooked meat under the extreme heat.

The sound of the giant falling to the ground and the last sorrow in the life of the monster became the proclamation of the end of the battle, and also became the salute of Zhao Yingkong's victory!

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"Win!"

"Win!"

"Ah, I'm tired, this world is so scary, I want to go home"

Zhao Yingkong had an excited smile on her face, this was the first hearty battle after she woke up!

The one against Haotian can't be counted, it's a warm-up game at most.

Luo Li wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, the situation at that time was really critical, she was ready to desperately explode and rush out of the mecha body, but fortunately, Zhao Yingkong and Haotian made a timely move.

Haotian has withdrawn from the Cybertron armament, and he must rest for a few days after he goes back.

I'm tired, I'm so tired!

Using telekinetic power to assist a hundred-meter mecha is indeed a bit difficult for him. - He was an unwavering believer in this.

"By the way, how does Pennyworth explain it?" Haotian took out the steel crossbow arrow that he had pinched off, and asked: "An attacker suddenly appeared in the cockpit of the mecha and attacked us with the top-notch steel crossbow arrow, I hammered it out and it turned into black smoke and disappeared. ”

"Just tell the truth." Zhao Yingkong's voice came out of the psychic chain: "The attacker on my side still uses magic, isn't it more difficult for me to explain?" ”

"And what do you do?"

"Tell me the truth, believe it or not."

“6.”

The general who was far away at the base wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and was extremely glad for his cautious strategy.

If only one Type 3 mecha is dispatched as originally planned, there will only be one armor explosion and death left, and what is even more serious is that the damage and impact caused by that monster is enough to make the entire base go to court-martial!

Although the mecha is seriously damaged now, at least the scope of the disaster has been controlled. The thunder blade's attack was very fast, and although it turned into a poisonous area within a radius of a kilometer, fortunately, it was still within an acceptable range of losses.

As for the aftermath

Jokes, what does this have to do with them.

"General, the generation change shackles and the generation change air are completely scrapped."

"I know, these two mecha should have been retired, if it weren't for those damn vampires stuck on our necks all these years, the annual funding is only enough for basic operation, and the two first-generation mecha should have retired a long time ago!" The general sighed deeply, although he was full of elements, but whoever came, he could see from this moment that the general's life was not easy.

A penny is difficult to defeat a hero, but fighting a war has always been the most money-burning behavior.

What kind of gambling, stock speculation, is a joke in the face of war.

As soon as the cannon sounded, there were ten thousand taels of gold.

And the battle of the mecha is not as simple as 10,000 taels of gold. Every time a sortie is dispatched, the energy cost of maintaining the operation of the mecha alone is an astronomical amount, and the daily maintenance and repair of weapons are even more mountainous.

"Find a way to get back the wreckage of the two first-generation mechas, the parts on them must still be usable, and all the parts that can't be used will be re-smelted in the furnace, which should also relieve the repair pressure of some of the Type 3 mechas. It really doesn't work. Dismantle a first machine! ”

"Yes."

The herald on the side went to deliver the order, and when there was no one else around, General Pennyworth cursed in a low voice: "The second-generation mecha Thunderblade is older than my grandfather!" The history of both generations of mechs can be traced back to the time when my ancestor was in power! If it's not that they can't afford it, who wants to drive that kind of old antique to the battlefield! Those damn bunks."

The data of the base flashed through my mind, the most obvious of which was the line of fiscal deficits.

As you can see, in order to make money, he even signed a contract with the group of vampires surnamed Osborne, so that Osborne's plastic toys can occupy the record of defeating monsters, but even so, the development of the fourth-generation mecha is still a huge bottomless pit.

In order to save money, he even began to pull people from places like the Death Game, and trained those who could use them, whether it was a driver or any other position, anyway, as long as he didn't need money, he would stay as much as possible.

That's it, sometimes he has to rely on the assistance of other forces in the organization, otherwise he won't even be able to keep the last base in his [Steel Pennyworth] line.

"General, you have a private meeting in two hours."

"Thanks for the hint, GI."

General Pennyworth patted the orderly on the shoulder, returned to his room and changed into a smart civilian suit, and exited the base through the safe passage to the Fourth Sector.

Walking out of the passage, Pennyworth's body tensed instantly, and his left hand instinctively touched the small crossbow on his waist, looking at the man in front of him vigilantly.

He saw a soldier, although he was wearing loose clothes, his hair was still green, and he was extremely ugly, and the whole person was a blind current posture, but Pennyworth, who had lived in the military all his life, could easily tell the difference between ordinary people and soldiers.

"General Pennyworth." Cheng Xiao smiled and saluted Pennyworth: "The Witcher Van Helsing asked me to salute you on her behalf." ”

(End of chapter)