Turning his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, the young man's eyes were greeted by a huge machine with a terrifying appearance.

It was a heavy battle fortress more than six meters high, mounted on two heavy tank chassis. The shape is slightly sharp, streamlined, with a red serpentine pattern painted on the silver-gray shell.

A twenty-barreled howitzer is mounted on each side of the machine, and three missile launchers are displayed side by side at the upper end, and there are countless other weapons large and small. It's not so much a robot as a powerful platform for warfare.

The red-lit head turned in the direction of the young man, and then, a cold and indistinguishable electronic voice came from the loudspeaker at the head of the machine:

"The large terrorist robot 'Romanov II' began to eliminate targets."

After staring at the war machine for a moment, the boy knew that something was wrong, and immediately beheaded the man he was carrying, threw the body in the direction of the robot, and then turned around and ran.

Even if you add a metal skeleton to your body and face a heavy chariot with the strength of one person, it is completely an act of looking for death, and there is only one thing to do now-

Run away.

As humiliating as it sounds, this machine has no deep grudge against itself, and there are still many real enemies that have not been resolved, and it is not worth taking your life here.

So, now it is necessary to run away.

"Bang ......"

The blazing fire from the muzzle of the robot's 40-millimeter rapid-fire cannon illuminates the dark night sky.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded from behind him, and despite running forward with all his might, the boy was swept forward by a powerful wave of air, blowing forward about five meters.

Then, he saw a blazing golden light flash in front of him, and quickly braked sharply to stop.

About 0.5 seconds later, a cannonball hit the wall of the institute directly in front of him, and a wild wave of air rose into the air, blowing up half of the entire wall.

Although he had covered his face with his arms, the boy still had a lot of cement shards embedded in his body, and there was a pain all over his body.

He knew that his body was about to lose it.

Even after years of torture, the tolerance for pain is almost at its highest, but the injuries on the body do not heal easily. Now that his body functions are close to the limit, if he continues to hold on, it is not impossible to die directly.

Realizing his current situation, the boy coughed up blood while jumping over the wreckage of the blasted wall in front of him and ran wildly towards the outside of the courtyard.

If memory of seven years ago is correct, the institute is located in Siberia, and there should be a large forest not far away. As long as you can hide in that forest, you have a chance to escape the tracking of the terror robots!

Thinking of this, the young man was not ambiguous, and rushed to the pitch-black hillside in front of him as fast as he could.

Behind him there was a continuous sound of cannons, and the large terrorist robot continued to fire in the direction of the fugitive, but the crawler chassis of this machine seemed to have not been adjusted, and it was not as fast as the boy with a metal skeleton built into it.

There was a sharp whistling sound behind him, and the young man who was rushing forward looked back, only to see two missiles dragging pale smoke and dust blasting over, and the tail lit up with bursting red fire.

“…… Oops. ”

Seeing that he was about to be directly hit by a thermal missile, the boy drove his almost unconscious legs and sped forward at a faster speed. But he stumbled because he tripped on a stone on the ground, and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the missile was already approaching less than fifty meters, and it was too late to run!

Entering the inevitable place of death, the young man, who had always been calm before, also had a trace of panic in his heart.

- "I can't die here yet. ”

If he dies here, his adoptive father Vincent will continue to pretend to be a decent gentleman and live the same life as usual.

The teenager could not accept this.

While Vincent was still alive, even if his body was broken, he had to grit his teeth and hold on until he killed that guy.

So, can't die. At least, not yet.

Can't die.

Can't die!

Can't-

It was as if he heard the unwilling roar in his heart, and a miracle really appeared.

Directly in the dirt directly below the boy's body, there was a sudden sound of metal breaking, and then his whole body sank along with the ground, and he fell heavily into a puddle.

As soon as he landed, a white-hot light erupted above his head, and the hot air currents that swept through his body with a terrifying roar engulfed his body, filling his scarred body with several new wounds.

Luckily, though, he's still alive.

The immortal boy cast his puzzled gaze to the ground below him, and found himself kneeling on a round heavy metal plate.

It seems that he happened to stop directly above an old well just now, so he was lucky enough to stay alive.

Relying on the mechanical strength in his body, the boy quickly stood up. Through the dim moonlight shining through the gap overhead, look around and see where you are.

He was standing in a pitch-black metal pipe about two meters in diameter, stepping on some stagnant water under his feet, which must be the drainage pipe of the research institute. If you follow this pipe, you should be able to escape the pursuit of the members of the institute.

The problem now, though, is that it's too dark here.

No one is idle to install lights in the drainage pipes, which are naturally pitch black and impossible to see clearly. As long as you take two steps forward, you will immediately enter the absolute darkness where you can't see your fingers.

It's possible to move forward by touching, but that's too inefficient. The Institute's guards will surely be coming to check on soon, and if they have night vision devices, they won't be able to escape.

With his current physical condition that is close to collapse, there is no way to deal with the guards anymore, and if he catches up, he will definitely be directly captured back to the research institute, in which case it will be all over.

- However, if it is a machine in your own body, there may be other ways.

The boy frowned and began to think about the horrific operation that afternoon.

Under the heart-rending pain, the memory of that time became extraordinarily profound. Even the scientists who came from the military wrote down all the lines that explained to the scientists of the institute that "individual soldiers have built-in bones" without missing a word. That's why he knew the switch was behind his teeth.

And the military scientists also mentioned the "direct night vision device in the eyeball", but where is the switch of this device?

He pondered intently, and finally, what the old man had said slowly drifted into his mind:

"Blink three times in a row and it will open ......"

Thinking of this, the boy immediately blinked three times, and then he was pleased to find that the vision before him had changed to a jumping green, blurred for a moment, and immediately froze, clear enough to make out the moss growing on the walls of the sewer pipes.

Sure enough, it is a night vision device, and it is an unprecedented "built-in night vision device". The boy nodded excitedly, and then walked down the drain in the opposite direction of the institute.

The prisoner's iron boots stepped on the metal pipe, making a dull "thump" sound.

- If it weren't for the experimental prototype implanted by the military today, I would not have had a chance to escape from the research institute.

Thinking of this, the boy even began to feel grateful to the military scientists who had only done this experiment himself.