Although he was struggling, the young man's physique was not high. His body's endurance was much weaker than the hunters who wandered on the edge of life and death for years. The only difference was that although the hunters inside the giant wall could endure the pain, but their faith was easily shaken. Because they often licked the blood of the knife, it led them to cherish their lives. Using life and death was easy to threaten. Even if they didn't use too many means of torture.
From the troll mecha that was split apart, Dean "asked" the young man while fumbling. He had completely mastered the black lizard level troll mecha.
"Start!"
Dean pressed the button, and the bracket under the metal chair shrank, pulling the chair back into the chest cavity of the troll mecha. Many virtual keyboards and webcams gathered around.
"Please scan your iris and log in AI-O2187." An electronic voice came from above, but it was spoken in sweet Mandarin. Dean was prepared. He turned his palm, and two eyeballs appeared in his palm. He raised them and moved them to the iris scanning hole.
"Iris scanning..."
"Scan complete..."
"Logging in..."
A string of voices sounded one after another, speaking very quickly. After ten seconds, Dean successfully logged in. He put away the two eyeballs of the young man, rubbed his face with his palm, and quickly made adjustments to his face.
His finger quickly tapped on the virtual shoulder next to him, and a small splint popped up next to it. There was a large space inside for some personal belongings. This was a small storage room in the mecha, generally used to put purified water, dry food, and personal belongings, such as personal communicators and so on.
Dean seemed to know the inside of the mecha like the back of his hand. He took out a small mirror from the bottom and looked at himself. He found that his appearance was similar to the young man, but his temperament seemed to be different.
The young man's temperament was more peaceful, with a sonorous feeling of a soldier, but his temperament was restrained, and his eyes were deep, like a killer in the dark, very not easy to deal with.
"It seems that I have to hone my temperament." Dean slightly frowned. For him, temperament was more troublesome than appearance. Appearance could be fabricated by adjusting the bones and facial muscles. It was easy for a person with an extraordinary physique like him. But temperament was engraved in the bone marrow, and he needed to be careful to play it. Fortunately, although troublesome, it was not impossible to adjust.
Dean closed his eyes and thought for a moment in his mind. When he opened his eyes again, his expression had become firm. His eyebrows were thick and his face was full of righteousness.
He looked in the mirror and felt that there wasn't much difference, so he put the mirror away and jumped out of the mech. He lifted the two mechs beside him and threw them in two other places. He rearranged the scene so that no one would be able to see through it.
After dealing with the scene, Dean returned to the troll mecha and drove it towards the south.
As they advanced along the map, the troll mecha stumbled and stumbled. Sometimes, it would crash into a small hill, smashing the hill into smithereens. The black paint on the surface of the mecha was scratched and scratched. As he passed through the grove, Dean plunged into it. From time to time, the troll's mech would hit the giant trees in the grove. The giant trees would break, but there were many branches and green leaves in the gaps between the mech's body.
"Searching for a location …"
"Searching for a location …"
After a continuous search, Dean finally saw other troll mecha at the edge of the battle network. It was a small black dot. If there was a red dot, it represented an enemy.
As the distance got closer, Dean saw more and more black dots. They gathered in groups. With a rough sweep, there were seventy or eighty of them.
Dean was shocked. These troll mecha represented the combat power of the abyss level. There were so many of them, and this was the number of mecha invested in a small battle!
These black dots moved towards the south, but their speed wasn't fast. Dean chased with all his strength and slowly approached. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Finally, he could see the troll mecha in front of him through the screen outside the mech. More than ten meters tall mecha were walking in the wilderness like giants. They had black burly bodies, and some had sharp barrels protruding from their bodies. They looked like fierce hedgehogs.
"Are they preparing to return to the base camp …" Dean's eyes flashed slightly as he slowly followed behind the troll mecha.
At this time, he saw one of the troll mecha holding a big net in its hand. The net contained the soldiers inside the wall. Some of the soldiers were struggling and roaring angrily, but some had ashen faces.
The group of mecha crossed mountains and rivers all the way. After walking for more than half an hour, suddenly, a troll mecha made a buzzing sound and turned to approach Dean's mecha. Then Dean heard a careless voice coming from the communicator speaker next to his ear. "Where did you run off to, kid? I thought you were dead. Why did you appear so late!"
Dean turned his head and stared. Golden light flashed in his eyes. He saw that the person sitting in the mecha was a twenty-year-old fat man. A trace of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he snappily said, "You smelly crow's mouth. You didn't say good things, but you almost said bad things." He adjusted his voice. Previously, when he interrogated the young man, he paid attention to his voice. He even let the young man deliberately release the sound of crying and laughing for him to hear. At this moment, he imitated it almost.
"Sh * t, did something really happen?" The fat man in the mecha was startled. The mecha turned its head and looked at Dean's mecha. Suddenly, it saw the friction of the black paint on the mecha, and the branches and green leaves inserted in the gaps. It exclaimed, "What happened? Is there an abyss among the enemy?"
"It might be a middle abyss. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and ran away. But the other two who were with me didn't see their mecha, so they deliberately made an accident," Dean said in a deep voice. The fat man in the mecha was a friend of the young man. His name was Zhao Dabao, and the young man was called Su Ming.
"Middle abyss? How is that possible? This attack was planned in advance by the higher-ups. So, didn't we lose two people? "Zhao Dabao was shocked. If the higher-ups knew that they lost two people, he didn't know how angry they would be!
"Maybe we were tricked!" Dean said while gritting his teeth.
Zhao Dabao also thought of this. After hearing Dean's words, he immediately nodded and said fiercely, "These damn aliens. They used these small fries in exchange for our two mecha and two mechas. What a good calculation!"
"It's also my fault." Dean sighed and said in annoyance, "When I first saw that person, I thought he was just a lower abyss. I wanted to chase after him and kill him to make a great contribution. Who knew that he actually hid his strength and deliberately lured me."
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