Among the fragments of fibers flying in the sky like a small butterfly, Xu Le stood up like a butterfly out of a cocoon, of course, he didn't have that kind of slender beauty, the broken shackles and alloy frames only had a sense of deception, and in the space that no one could hear, the voice of the old thing sounded: Are you afraid of death? Of course you are afraid, then why don't you blink your eyes up and down? Because there is power, \ why should I be afraid, no one can kill me, unless I want to kill myself.

The night breeze in the small square of the business district suddenly warmed up, and more than a dozen black MX mecha engines roared loudly, and the powerful mechanical arm was pushed horizontally and violently pushed towards the armored car beside him

The control movements of these black mechs are clumsy and unrounded, but they are extremely precise in their choice of strength and angle, accurately pushing all the armored vehicles to the sides of the street without causing horrific damage, and the whole process looks like the famous young puzzle box game.

The armored vehicle violently rubbed against the ground, a piercing sound sounded, and dazzling sparks burst out, colliding with the artificial ups and downs on both sides of the road, shaking up and then falling. The officers and men of the Seventh Iron Division finally reacted, and in the angry order of Major Chang, they pulled the trigger one after another and launched a shot at the center of the small square in the business district.

The dull sound of high-speed bombardment of the alloy gold guard sounded, and countless dazzling bullets instantly lit up the streets of this spring night, and the large firepower guns carried by the armored vehicles on the periphery spewed bullets, accurately turning the center of the square into a swamp of death.

What is very strange is that after pushing the armored car away and occupying the inner garden area in the center of the square, the more than ten black mechs did not immediately return fire to the fierce fire of the Iron Seventh Division. The heavy and thick mechanical legs of these black mechs knelt down heavily, forming a circle, leaving the back of the mecha without cover for the bullets spewed out of the guns of the Iron Seventh Division, and then there was no more movement.

The whistling bullets bombarded the back and mechanical legs of the black mecha group intensively, making an ear-piercing sound of metal cracking, and from time to time it was impossible to distinguish whether it was the warhead or the residue of the mecha's metal fragments flying into the sky and shooting to the ground, and the sneering sound continued.

Black, the mecha surrounded by a circle, did not return fire, did not avoid, just knelt quietly, in sharp contrast to the fierce blows on the body, the smoke and dust stirred up by the high temperature, the shaking and restless street lamps, and the rapid and loud shouts, at this moment, they were like a row of sunken black stone sculptures, with an indescribable solemn beauty.

What the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division who were firing fiercely could not see was that the black mecha half-kneeling in a garden perfectly used the angle to block the bullets fired from around the street in all directions, and towards the side of the damaged armored car in the center of the inner perimeter, the cockpits of all the mecha had been slowly opened, facing Xu Le, who had just climbed out of the broken mouth of the armored car's roof, it was like countless thrones opening at the same time to welcome the return of the king.

He stood on the armored car, looked at the black mecha in front of him, listened to the rapid and terrifying ballistic sound on the periphery, without the slightest hesitation, the power penetrated into his legs, kicked hard, jumped JL The left platform of the mecha, like a light smoke, jumped again, and directly stepped on the cockpit door opened by the black mecha.

For Xu Le, MX mecha is as familiar as a child brought up by himself, he knows that he will not make mistakes, he knows that as long as he enters the mecha, he can get absolute security, the so-called strong self-confidence of the mecha in his hand, has never faded a little, but when his right foot stepped on the thick mecha cockpit door, his body couldn't help but stiffen. Because there are people in the mech. (Octave.)

A pilot belonging to the Iron Seventh Division looked at him with a pale face, his left hand pressed a button tightly, and his right hand was quickly touching the pistol at his waist, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

This is a diligent and studious pilot, who is in the warehouse tonight to familiarize himself with the third melee combat scheme of the MX mech, but when he is immersed in the teaching materials that a certain small-eyed officer wrote in the training base back then, the mech that should be on call suddenly moves.

The inexplicable mech immediately tried to order the MX mech on his body to stop, but he was horrified to find that all his operations had failed, and then he was even more frightened to find that he had no way to communicate with the outside world, and even couldn't turn on the external speaker of the mecha to warn the unaware logistics officers and soldiers!

His eyes widened, and he watched uneasily as his mech drove out of the warehouse, out of the base, and along the military highway toward the city, feeling the strange aura, but there was nothing he could do.

The mecha entered the city, infiltrated the night, and then suddenly attacked, the pilot recognized the armored vehicle unit in front of him as his own division's troops, he panicked and shouted loudly, trying to warn the commander of the unit, but could not let his voice come out of the mech, he stood up and slammed the heavy hatch in a panic and anger, but only reaped the result of vain despair.

Watching the attack happen, looking at this black MX mecha that was no longer under his control, it was like suddenly having a soul of his own, and strangely began to attack on his own, the pilot's face was pale, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

The mecha withstood the fierce fire attack, crackling and dull like the rainstorm that could be heard in the wooden house, the machine piece breathed rapidly and looked at the open hatch, looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, with a strong will to control the crazy and uncontrollable mental tendency, his right hand quickly touched the pistol at his waist, and at the same time prepared to press the self-detonation button that had been trembling lightly!

The moment he saw the pale pilot in the cockpit, Xu Le was able to find countless ways to kill the other party and enter the cockpit Truly have control of this iux, and even he is confident that even if the pilot presses the self-destruct button before he dies, he will be able to escape with complete certainty.

The self-detonation program is the outermost program within the mecha's enclosed system, and all automatic systems can't stop it before manual operation, even the great being who exists like a ghost among these dozen black mechs.

Do you want to take a risk? Anyway, Zi Se Er will die, in this short moment, Xu Le may have thought a lot, or maybe he didn't think about anything at all, just acted according to his instincts, flipped back violently, and jumped directly from the cockpit door.

Almost at the same time as his feet stepped on the hard road, the black mecha on the left and right sides waved their heavy mechanical arms at the same time, smashing them into the ground within two meters of his foothold. The hard pavement then cracked and fell.

The officers and men of the Iron Seventh Division on both sides of the street rushed over fearlessly, and they knew very well what terrible consequences would be brought if Xu Le was allowed to escape, so they ignored the terrifying power of the dozen or so black mechas, and almost suicidally carried their guns through those mechanical legs like steel trees, rushed to the center of the small square, and swept mercilessly at the sky full of smoke and dust.

I don't know how long it took, but the dull and loud firing finally stopped, and the officers and men of the Iron Seventh Division clenched their guns and nervously waited for the moment when the smoke and dust cleared.

The pavement had caved in, revealing a hole for two people to pass through, but a heavy black)C

Major Chang looked at the hole with a pale face, and whispered for support from the mechas, and then couldn't help but look up at the mechs that looked like black steel statues above his head, and suddenly felt that his body was very cold.

In the secluded sewer pipes under the KUD, the life sensing system accurately captures the entry of large objects with temperature, automatically lights up dim, and as the lights turn on and out, a federal officer can be seen moving forward in a deep seat.

A rat ran quickly past his feet, probably not seen in many years, the world's most stubborn mammal, showing no fear.

Xu Le, who had just escaped, did not have any lingering emotions in his eyes, he looked at the road ahead, his pace seemed extraordinarily stable, but sometimes he subconsciously touched the metal bracelet on his left hand.

The cobweb-like underground pipelines of the metropolis are no strangers to Xu Le, last year in the Imperial Tianjingxing, he relied on the highway system of these rat kingdoms to successfully avoid the hunt of Huai Caoshi, but at that time he needed to use the electronic map in the bracelet to locate it, and now in the Federation, he only needs to look at the map display in his left eye pupil that is accurate and instantaneous. "There's someone in that mech, isn't it that you didn't want to give me an intact battle mech in the first place, because it might cause me to kill other humans?"

I don't know how long Shen has been walking forward, he suddenly whispered, his voice echoing in the quiet and empty space, becoming a little indistinct.

The speed of the calculation, which was praised for the speed of the Federation's central computer, which could compete with the light, seemed to be a bit troubled by this question, and after a pause of about two seconds, he replied in his mind, "I can't confirm that it was a procedural accident, in fact, you can kill him and take that mech." "Yes, I can kill him. Xu Le repeated it somewhat mechanically. "But you didn't do that. ”

The old thing's voice suddenly seemed to carry a hint of sympathy and comfort: "Is it because what Mr. President said tonight that you have some feelings?"

Xu Le pondered for a long time and said: "It may be that I am not the creator, and I may not be qualified to decide the life and death of others, but I still need time to think about this issue." "Where are we going at this time?" "I don't know, as long as it's a place where they can't kill themselves." "But why do I feel like you're dead?"

In the dim underground passage, the lights are on and off, just like the effect of indicating the confusion of the road of life on the stage, he did not answer the question of the old thing, which obviously has too many emotional philosophical pretenses, and lowered his head and continued to hurry, his back was very lonely.

The next chapter is written a little bit, and I am still writing, striving for about one and a half points. (To be continued)