Lu Mingfei was the first to hit these terrifying tin cans.

He split two crooked rockets, one of which exploded and the other exploded.

The shockwave was blocked by the Stance Shield, and the "Freedom" mech burst out of the flames and slashed at the lower limbs of the Death Can.

This was his experience in dealing with such large machines in his previous life, and if the power plants were destroyed first, they would become crabs to be slaughtered.

The two robotic arms grasped downward at the same time, one blocking his lower limbs, and the other grasping Lu Mingfei's head.

He slashed at the mechanical arm with the particle sword, slicing the iron arm thicker than a pillar until only a little iron was left.

The Wuwei Sword blocked upwards, colliding with the mechanical arm that grabbed his head, creating sparks.

Lu Mingfei's right foot spewed out a beam of high-energy particles, and the powerful reaction force made him move at high speed, dodging the follow-up attack of the death can.

Looking at the large iron can that had retracted the mechanical arm, he frowned slightly.

Something is wrong, these big tin cans are wrong.

While they're not as bulky as they seem, they shouldn't be as nimble.

Although he didn't do much to train the recruits when he exterminated this group of greenskins, he also watched the whole process.

Lu Mingfei didn't know that the existence of the primeval power dream bubble was related to the depth of memory and understanding.

The more vague the memory or the more shallow the understanding, the more plausible the embodied existence becomes, and even mixed with other memories.

I just don't know what is mixed in the green skin in these big iron cans of death.

Five or six large iron cans rushed towards Lu Mingfei together, and more than a dozen mechanical arms fell from the sky, just like the gods in the sky reaching out to suppress the evil demons.

Of course, compared to the glittering "Freedom" mechas, these hideous-looking death cans are demons.

Lu Mingfei drove the mecha to toss and turn in the siege of the big iron can, using flexible steps and dual swords to defuse the attack of the mechanical arm.

The flaw of these Golden Age relics is that they have no ranged weapons, only a particle sword.

It's not that he didn't show it, but because they weren't equipped themselves.

Because these mechs are all competition-specific models, and they are special models for hand-to-hand combat events.

However, as long as it's fast and hard enough, it's hard enough to be sharp enough, and it doesn't hurt to have a ranged weapon.

Every Space Marine is a master of melee combat, and Lu Mingfei also prefers melee attacks.

The moment when he wields his sword to cut through the enemies of humanity is a rare pleasure in Astarte's boring life.

And Chu Zihang didn't hang up on the side, and when they saw their own head being besieged, they immediately rushed over.

Although they are not as skilled at manipulating mechs as Lu Mingfei, they are enough to attract firepower.

Fingal slashed a deep hole in the waist of the death can with a sword, and in the blink of an eye, he was punched in mid-air and hit several rocket eggs.

"Death, death."

The huge light and sound of the fire made his scalp tingle, and according to the relationship between the size of the sound and the power, the power of these rocket eggs was probably not lower than that of the Hell Strike Missile.

And the latter's power Fingal had seen it, and he doubted that his iron skin could protect himself.

But when he was hit to the ground by the shockwave, he found himself unharmed.

"Awesome!"

Fingal praised the mech's defensive power.

"Thank you for your affirmation of this mech."

The artificial intelligence said nonchalantly.

In fact, even if the mech didn't turn on the Stance Shield, it wouldn't be fine.

These rocket eggs are a greenskin variant of the Imperial Armor-Piercing Missile, and their biggest change is that they have a device that amplifies sound and fire in the rocket eggs.

These devices take up a lot of space to make the explosion look more aggressive, but they also sacrifice a lot of lethality.

After discovering that the opponent's heavy fire could not hurt him, Fingal immediately floated.

He drove the mech into the battlefield at full speed, its four wings spewing out a dazzling stream of particles.

"Just hit me to the sky, uncle."

Fingal found the large tin can he had just beaten himself and slid directly into its crotch with a sliding blade.

After all, he was also a former honor student, and now the chief servant of the warband, and he also keenly discovered the weakness of the big iron can of death.

Fingal chose a tricky timing and angle, as the large tin can was blocked by the other two cans, preventing it from being able to grab the pesky glowing little can with its mechanical arm.

However, as the main product of the technician boy, the death tin can is naturally more than that.

Its crotch suddenly opened, revealing the dazed ass inside.

When the fart saw Fingal coming from the shovel, its eyes instantly brightened.

An indescribable smile appeared on the face of the ass, and then it did not hesitate to ignite the heavy rocket under the ass.

The fart spirit fried egg, one of the few guided missiles in the green skins, is also a very rare weapon type in the whole galaxy.

Because it is rare that there will be a force to equip a missile with a pilot, even a fart.

The fart, who didn't know if it was lucky or unlucky, had an intoxicated grin on his face as it was immersed in the rocket's high-speed and free air.

Of course, it did not forget its duty, controlling the rocket to the target with the steering wheel.

This is one of the reasons why fart fried eggs are so popular among greenskins, and in a way, they are very accurate.

"I thought I could hit that glowing can and spit a few mouthfuls of phlegm on its head."

The fart thought happily, and flew towards Fingal, who was still gliding.

"What is this?"

Fingal's whole body was shocked.

As a former elite of the Executive Directorate, he had also seen all kinds of arms, but he had never seen this one.

Putting a steering wheel on a missile, isn't this a game of Lai'er?!

Fingal didn't understand, but he knew it was best not to be hit by this thing.

Anything that can be put under someone's crotch is definitely ruthless.

Fingal and the fart missiles were catching chickens in the air, and Chu Zihang and the others were in a bitter battle.

The silver mechs greatly strengthened their power, allowing them to confront the terrifying horsepower of the tin can, but it did not completely remove their own load.

It's not that the manufacturing process can't be achieved, but that's what the design was designed to be.

It is a person who fights in a mecha, rather than a mecha competing by himself, so it is natural to retain the link that tests the quality of the pilot itself.

In terms of physical fitness alone, hybrids are not much inferior to golden humans.

But in terms of overall genetic optimization and physical coordination, the golden humans outnumber the hybrids.

Chu Zihang used the particle sword to block an iron drill bit, although the drill bit was cut off by the particle sword, the rotational force on it still made his bones numb.

And such a drill bit, there are five more on the big iron can of death.

"Did Brother Lu Mingfei fight against such an enemy in the past? If you don't use a nuclear bomb, these robots will be enough to destroy a small country. ”

Chu Zihang thought in his heart.

And this kind of battle is just a daily routine for Lu Mingfei.

And what kind of grand and tragic scene would be the battle that almost wiped out Lu Mingfei's war group?

Thinking of this, Chu Zihang clenched his fists.

He has to get stronger, even if he can't catch up with Lu Mingfei, he must be able to fight alongside him and share the pressure.

Chu Zihang decided that when he went back, he would apply for the equipment of the "Pain Cage".

Bondage is a test, and pain is strength.

Although these death cans were not normal, they still couldn't last long in front of Lu Mingfei, who was almost completely formed.

His physical fitness has not yet recovered to the time of a thousand-year-old veteran, but the strengthening of the "Freedom" armor makes up for the gap.

And the stronger defense than the Terminator Power Armor and the stronger attack than the Power Sword make Lu Mingfei even more powerful.

He took a deep breath, judged the gap in the big iron can's attack with his super dynamic vision, and then suddenly sprinted.

The special six-wing thruster spews out a dazzling stream of particles, and the "Freedom" mecha instantly accelerates to ten times the speed of sound!

Even Inuyama Ho used a super speed that he couldn't reach in a seventh-order instant, causing a clearly visible sound cone to appear in front of the mecha.

The loud sonic boom drowned out the noise of the death cans, and the shock wave generated by the supersonic speed scraped off the ground along the way.

Whether it was a mechanical arm or a variety of guns, they couldn't stop Lu Mingfei's pace.

The particle sword and the Wuwei sword crossed and separated, and then crossed and separated, drawing two crossed lightning bolts in the air from top to bottom.

When the flow of particles is extinguished, the Great Iron Can of Death collapses with a bang, and then shatters into countless symmetrical pieces.

Eri sat in her sightseeing chair and watched it all with a glow.

Her biggest hobby used to be playing fighting games, but the real-life mecha fighting in front of her was much more fun than games.

She really wanted Lu Mingfei to lend her the "Freedom" mecha to play with, but she was a good boy and knew that she was fighting right now and couldn't distract him.

Eri decided to wait until the battle was over before making a request, and if Lu Mingfei agreed, she would exchange her game console and dolls for it.

If Lu Mingfei disagrees, then she will go to her brother to be coquettish.

My brother can do everything!

When the first death can falls, the following cans also begin to collapse at an accelerated rate.

Although Chu Zihang and the others couldn't slice the big iron cans like Lu Mingfei, with his help, they could still attack the weak points.

When the last big iron can of death fell, without the interference of these enhanced cans, the position of the green skin was also exposed in front of Lu Mingfei.

According to the general tactical strategy, he will decapitate the greenskin boss at this time.

The Green Skins are the standard tyrant system, and as long as there is a strong ruler, all the Green Skins will quickly go their own way up and running.

But once this ruler is killed, the greenskin group will immediately fall into chaos until the next tyrant is established.

However, Lu Mingfei does not plan to do so now.

Greenskin's collapse now won't do him any good, it will only put him in a bitter battle with the Space Necrons.

He still needs an army of greenskins to help him attract firepower, and the primary goal now is still.

Kill the White King.

(End of chapter)