The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Yes it is."

Sommer answered tremblingly.

"There was an explosion in the southeast."

"Is that the reason?"

"Perhaps, but the vibration and explosion are not synchronized."

"I know that it takes longer for the shock wave to pass through the rocks and the ground."

"It may be so."

Sommer could hear his lack of self-confidence, and then he pressed another button on the microphone.

"Car number two, can you hear me?"

He waited for a while, then sent the message again.

"Car number two."

"I heard you, Sergeant."

It sounds like the captain of car two is struggling to wake up.

"well."

Sommer opened the squadron microphone channel again.

"All units and personnel return to the car. We must keep cool and quiet, and turn off everything except the air supply. I mean everything! Don't move, don't use anything that generates heat or requires energy. Start the microphone in minutes."

He glanced into the viewfinder one last time and reached for the power button.

The ground shook once, and then again.

"Wait—"

The captain of the second car wanted to speak up, but he couldn't finish.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, a behemoth strode out of the dense fog, as if walking through the curtain to the front desk.

This is a rather funny-looking barrel-like object. Its shoulders are covered by a curved armor plate several meters thick. Its back looks like it is bent under the weight of the missile it carries. Orange paint covers it with bulges. Two of the three arms are long-armed weapons, and one of them is a huge circular saw.

In terms of size, it is much larger than the knight mech and is similar to the War Dog Titan.

For such machinery, the empire has a more popular name-ancient junk.

This term is not well explained. Some people think it is a pure onomatopoeia, and some people believe that this name means "an ancient huge space garbage dump", but if you really think it is just a pile of garbage, then it is big. It's wrong.

When it appeared, the oil-like shell of the Void Shield flashed in the dense fog, the eyes of the ugly smiley head flashed with electronic green light, and the thick and thin pistons as thick as a tree made a hissing sound as it moved forward.

It is the **** of war, a terrible war machine, and the world seems to tremble at its feet!

"Fuck! Reverse!"

Sommer felt like he was screaming, the driver was also yelling, the salamander's engine was roaring and outputting its full strength, and the microphone was filled with the shouts of other crew members.

The steel monster still moved forward unhurriedly, but Sommer could see flames spraying from the front end of its right arm, making a continuous, harsh noise as the weapon barrel turned.

The salamander reconnaissance car screamed to protest the driver's direct output of full force without going through the hot car, but its machine spirit still obeyed this rough operation, retreating sharply, and its tracks were cutting the ground.

"I can't aim!"

The gunner who had already got out of the cabin to operate the automatic gun shouted, he was holding the scope and his hand on the firing rod.

"Forget your cannon! Are you going to tickle it!"

Sommer didn't finish his words, the surrounding ground exploded suddenly, and the reconnaissance vehicle was also bounced into the air, and then smashed heavily.

But in his world, just observing the yellow and red fires flashing in the seam, the body screamed as the shrapnel collided.

He hit the front when the salamander hit the ground, and the pain exploded in his brain, as if there was a high-pitched noise around him, and then he felt the warm liquid flowing from his forehead to his left eye. .

The driver beside him was even more miserable, and he fainted directly.

In this case, Sommer didn't have time to bandage, but reached for the lever.

Although his vision was blurred and obstructed, he still touched them through his gloves.

The vehicle is still in motion. As soon as it hits the ground, the crawlers begin to slide and turn.

Sommer slammed the right track, and the car turned around swayingly.

Outside the car, the Alien Titan's weapons roared again, and the whole world was shaking, as if being shaken by an old god.

Sommer pushed the lever forward, and the gears screamed as they bite at high speed.

They only have a few seconds at most.

Sommer had heard stories about the Titans, and even saw a few commemorative photos taken during their actions. The firepower they carried was enough to turn the city into ruins and molten glass.

Even if this alien giant machine looks crude and primitive, it is still a terrifying killer of the same type.

The salamander scout car is still alive only because this terrifying machine only released a small amount of power in order to kill them.

Through the blurred vision, he could see blue and white light flashing in the observation slit, and heard the scream of laser cutting air.

The gunner was not thrown out, and he actually fired at the advancing machine with the automatic cannon.

The tiny ammunition hit the void shield, but the ripples could not be observed with the naked eye.

The green-skinned giant **** roared back. The howl of its war horn overwhelmed its footsteps. At the same time, the left arm weapon began to glow, lightning gathered on the focusing coil, and steam began to emerge from the weapon barrel. And began to spin.

"I'm **** green skin!"

Feeling the catastrophe was imminent, Sommer let out an unwilling growl.

Suddenly, he heard the scream of scratching his eardrums, and directly in the mist, a huge ion beam struck from a distance, hitting the shield of the ancient giant junk, and smashed them one after another.

After that, the flickering light disappeared, and the image of the alien machine reappeared, still standing, but lost the cover of the shield.

"Hurry up!"

Sommer yelled, knowing that opportunities are rare.

But the ancient giant junk's weapon has also been stored up, emitting an angry light like forge steel, and he can almost hear the energy in the weapon roaring to break free.

As the opponent fired, another crimson beam hit its side.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze for a second, and then accompanied by the giant, forming a jagged spot of light on the place where the ancient giant junk used to be the left arm, and then shattered.

The Alien Titan staggered a step, sparks spread all over the body from the remains of its left arm, and the debris fell to the ground like raindrops.

Its armor was rippling due to heat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The paint on it burned and fell off, and the huge head sank slightly, and then swayed like a fighter who had just received a heavy blow and was recovering.

Burning oil and sparks flowed from the cracks in the armor, and painful roars came from the half-melted horns of war, but this is a fierce beast that is not easy to succumb. Its head is raised again and follows The heat-deformed gear screamed and stood up straight.

It fired, and shells gushed from its remaining arms, stirring the ground in front of it, filling the air with angry thunder.

The salamander scout cars tremble like a matchbox dancing in hail.

Then Sommer saw the sign of car number two go out.

"Car number two is over!"

The voice of the captain of car 3 reached Sommer's ears, and at that moment, he felt a rage passing through his brain.

"withdraw!"

"Sir! Look to the north!"