How can it be!

Twelve normal-type mechas can't defeat a light-armored mecha with all its energy, weapons, transmission and other systems disabled? If word spreads, the entire empire's fleet will be able to laugh to death at the Northern Cross Super Galaxy Legion.

In the north area of ​​the Titan, He Zhao avoided the ruins blown up by the gold-eating missile with the characteristics of a photon bomb, and walked alone in the huge corridor.

After leaving the living area, the metal passage is no longer six meters wide and six meters high. It is now fifteen meters x fifteen meters, and there is even some margin.

Naturally, there are a bunch of little tails hanging from behind his butt.

I don't care about this.

They didn't bother him anyway, so whatever.

Due to the paralysis of the sensing system, Xiaodu now only has superficial skills and cannot even use some basic detection.

He deliberately took heavy steps and moved little by little. It seemed that he could not bear the weight of the lightly equipped mecha.

Representatives from the three parties were in the main control room, looking at the mecha in the virtual image, and two of them smiled.

[Distance to target: 1500 meters]

[Distance to target: 500 meters]

[Distance to target: 200 meters]

Deep in the dark and deep metal passage, there was a burst of violent footsteps, as if a bunch of giants were rapidly advancing towards this place.

"Tell me, what kind of expression will Little Charles have when he sees a group of mechas?" Thinking of the fact that the first makeshift gang in the North District of the spaceship was brutally beaten by himself, the Earl felt quite a prank that succeeded.

excitement.

"If it were me, I would drag the mecha in front to give my teammates behind me time to escape. Facing an invincible force, there is no shame in escaping." The military representative replied, a very official answer.

"Unfortunately, they are not teammates of little Charles." Viscount Routh said sarcastically, even if he didn't want to quarrel. If little Charles didn't do what the military people said, he would have left a bad impression on the principal.

What to do?

"Fight or flight, he has passed the test."

After the earl finished speaking, both parties turned the corner and met Love.

Twelve huge mechas with a height of fifteen meters, almost reaching the ceiling of the metal corridor, with scarlet rays of light on their huge helmets, looked down at them.

In an instant, the blood of the noble disciples following the lightly armored mecha ran cold.

One mecha is enough to destroy the whole place.

Not to mention a whole dozen!

"It's done."

"What the hell, the ace unit of the Northern Cross Super Galaxy Legion actually let people break through the defense line and penetrate into the interior of the spacecraft. They are rubbish, a bunch of rubbish!"

"If I survive, I must let my father severely rebuke the general of the Northern Cross Super Galaxy Legion at the round table meeting."

"Don't kill me, I surrender!

"

The temporary team that fell behind, most of the noble disciples, collapsed on the spot.

Between life and death, there is great terror, and it is not something to be said casually.

There are few people in the world who can face death calmly.

"Don't talk about martial ethics!"

"You were the ones who cheated first!"

First, hack someone's mecha to paralyze him, and then send twelve normal version of the mecha to kill him.

In this case, please stop playing.

Raise your right hand and protect it in front of your chest.

In the main control room, representatives from the three parties stared wide-eyed.

"Could it be that he has some back-up plan?"

"Impossible, the pulse equipment on Titan is very powerful. Unless there is a heavy-duty mecha equipped to defend against jamming equipment, no mecha can avoid pulse paralysis."

The three of them stared at the virtual image intently, trying to see what each other was hiding.

"Buzz——"

A white beam saber pops up.

"???"

"!

!”

""

The expressions on the faces of the three people are not the same.

But, the mood is the same, fuck it.

I thought the opponent had some killer attack, but a one-meter-long beam saber popped out.

Brother, how can that thing do shit?

Cut a fruit plate for the twelve mechas!

[Subspace projection]

The air cutter showed up very clumsily and projected it onto the beam saber.

As a result, everyone saw that the pale white lightsaber turned extremely black in an instant. At the same time, an evil aura slowly spread from the sword, and the light and air around the sword seemed to be blown by

Invisible forces twist.

On the wrist, there is a strange eyeball.

"??"

A group of people don't understand why, what can happen if you change the color of the beam saber!

You can also directly give all the mechas to Qianshi

In the virtual image, the light-armored mecha moved.

【Space jump】

The surrounding air vibrated, and the lightly equipped mecha appeared behind all the mechas in an instant.

That’s right, all of them!

Behind every fifteen-meter-tall normal mecha, there is a light-armored mecha.

"They" didn't know when they jumped to the back of the tall mecha's head.

The dark beam sword in his hand clattered fiercely.

"Hiss-"

Harsh tearing sounds sounded one by one.

Twelve voices are all combined into one.

【Ignore defense】

The terrifying characteristics of the air-cutting sword are displayed, and the strong special alloy cannot resist the sharp blade.

From beginning to end, there were cries one after another.

"boom!"

The sound of landing sounded.

Everyone couldn't help but turn their attention, only to see the twelve light-armored mechas that were just behind the tall mecha's head, standing elusively in their original positions, as if they had never left.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of giant objects falling to the ground one after another resounded in my ears, but I saw twelve tall mechas, one after another, split into two halves, exposing various internal parts, and fell to the ground.

All of a sudden, the scrapped mecha blocked the way of the metal passage.

"hiss--"

The three representatives in the main control room looked at each other in confusion.

What did they see?

A lightly armored mecha and a sword killed twelve military combat mechas in less than a second.

A split second!

"Fuck you, Juggernaut."

Viscount Routh couldn't hold back and blurted out.

The champion of the legendary mecha fighting competition may not be able to compare with his nephew.
Chapter completed!