The tunnel used by the Empire's light-class battleship to eject space fighters was nearly 30 meters high and even wider. It looked like a flat tunnel filled with the smell of metal and machinery. A large hole had been blasted open in the door that separated the ejection tunnel from space. Stars twinkled in the dark background outside.
The walls of the tunnel were shattered into thousands of pieces. That flash of light, whose shape could not be seen clearly due to the high speed, accurately struck the black MXT.
The black mecha that was charging outwards at high speed was completely unable to avoid this attack that was so sharp and deadly. In the face of this sneak attack, the mecha's balance system was instantly disrupted. The heavy metal body flipped forward, and like a boulder that had been struck by lightning, the mecha tumbled forward. The mecha and the floor of the tunnel emitted an ear-piercing sound of friction, as well as the loud sound of metal clashing against each other.
The out-of-control black MXT rolled forward at high speed in the tunnel, crashing here and there. It looked so pathetic in the howling wind. However, in the next moment, when the black mecha once again slammed into the wall of the tunnel, its right mechanical arm slammed into the ground like a spike. The heavy metal body suddenly paused, and like a restless rock that had hit a protruding rock, it once again bounced up restlessly.
Before the black mecha could barely regain its balance, its trembling mechanical legs turned into a series of afterimages as it continued to charge forward.
As the black MXT accelerated again, some auxiliary components flew out from its trembling body, and a terrible wound appeared on its right shoulder armor. It was like the red and white mouth of a baby that was turned over after a knife wound. It seemed to be smiling, but in fact, it was extremely chilling.
In the dimly lit cockpit, Xu Le's face was pale. The shock in his eyes instantly turned into a trace of ruthlessness. Without hesitation, he pushed the MXT into overclocking mode.
His combat style had always been tough yet conservative. He would never reveal his trump card until the very last moment. Previously, when he had launched a surprise attack on the Empire's battleship command center, even at that moment, the MXT had not entered overclocking mode …
However, at this moment, the black MXT entered overclocking mode for the first time. He did not choose to turn around and finish off the Empire mecha that had appeared out of nowhere. Instead, he chose to continue charging forward in an attempt to escape!
This was because he could clearly feel the power of the imperial mecha behind him. He knew that he was in a life or death situation!
From the moment he was ambushed until now, he did not have the time to observe the imperial mech behind him, but he could clearly feel an oppressive feeling that seemed to want to freeze all the whistling air in the tunnel.
In Dong Lin, he had hammered his body with the uncle and turned his trembling into an impressive ability. In the capital ring, he had come into contact with mecha and learned how to use the simulation system to directly operate a mecha. Gradually, countless people in the Federation had gotten used to Xu Le's powerful mecha operation skills. This was proven from the test run on Kaqi Peak to the countless battles in the West Woods.
Whether it was the special-class pilots of the Federation or the ace pilots of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, it seemed like no one was qualified to be his opponent. Xu Le himself also developed a kind of understanding that was not arrogance, but absolute confidence. Every time he sat in his personal mech and put on the simulation system, he could feel absolute calm and confidence, as if there was no one in this universe who could defeat him.
Until now. Until now.
Breaking through the wall, a cold and precise slash. The mysterious imperial mech behind him had only made two simple movements, but it had brought him a terrifying pressure that he had never felt before. Because he had dodged that flash of light in a panic, only then did he know that two simple movements of the imperial mech were able to hurt him when he was charging at high speed. What kind of high-frequency and precise operation was required?
There was also that steady but extraordinarily fierce battle aura, which actually covered the mysterious imperial mech with a layer of the strong aura of an ancient king.
Xu Le's eyes were bright because of nervousness. For the first time in many years, he felt danger or even despair in a mech. The imperial mech behind him made him feel a sense of fear. Even the crazy Madman Li on Kaqi Peak did not reach this level of fear.
It was probably because when he was at the Old Moon base, Madman Li did not really want to kill him. However, the pilot in this imperial mech, who had control that was not inferior to Madman Li, wanted him dead!
In this sort of situation, Xu Le's first choice was naturally to flee. Relying on the high-speed maneuverability of the MXT in overclocked state, he shook off the terrifying imperial mecha behind him. A strong sense of foreboding rose in his heart — as soon as the opponent caught up to him, something very bad would happen.
After killing the Butcher General and avenging the Ancient Bell Ship, he definitely did not want to go back and have a one-on-one battle with the Butcher General. That scene might be very romantic and heroic, but it was not what he wanted.
He wanted to go home, go back to the universe of the Federation, and not become a beautiful firework on the battleship of a foreign country. Even if he had to die together with the enemy, he was not willing.
The tri-winged battleship controlled by the old man should be rushing into the sea of stars outside the black hole soon, right?
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The black MXT, under the Empire Mecha's calm and even somewhat cold high-speed fire, evaded in an extremely awkward and thrilling manner. It moved between the smoke and metal flowers and was lucky not to be hit, but its speed was slowed down.
"I … Fuck!"
In the dimly lit cockpit, the face exposed outside the helmet twitched slightly. Under unprecedented pressure, Xu Le let out a roar that sounded almost like a groan. He forced out all of the mysterious burning energy in his body and transmitted it to every part of the MXT's transmission system, forcing the mecha to increase its speed even though it was already close to its peak speed.
When the fingertips of the mechanical arms that were as firm as rocks in the wind were about to touch the box on the ground, when they were about to fly out of the hole that was full of metal fragments, when they were about to jump into the sea of stars and seek freedom and return home … a cold light flashed again and cut off all their hopes.
The light cut into the metal box coldly, cutting the satellite thruster inside into countless broken parts, clinking and clanging non-stop.
In Xu Le's ears, these crisp sounds were like his heart being frozen and then shattered into pieces.
Outside the black hole, the familiar three-winged warship turned into a stream of light and passed by in a flash. The imperial fleet nearby had already reacted, and a dense concentration of weapons shrouded the area. Presumably, the three-winged warship under the old man's sole control would not be able to find a chance to dive again.
This was not the plan. This was not how the plot of the story was supposed to develop. Xu Le's bright eyes returned to normal. He continued to operate the mecha at high speed, but his eyes slowly narrowed.
Previously, when he broke into the warship, he had hidden the satellite thruster here. This was the only way out he had prepared. He had imagined being chased and intercepted by the imperial soldiers inside the warship. He might not have the chance or time to install the thruster on the mecha, so in his imagination, there had been a very thrilling and exceptionally beautiful scene.
— The black MXT mecha grabbed the metal box and charged out of the warship at high speed. Under the dumbfounded gazes of the imperial soldiers, it glided at high speed due to inertia. In the empty and quiet space, the mecha installed the thruster, and the jet jet propelled the mecha to connect with the three-winged warship several kilometres away at high speed. Then, it turned into a stream of light and elegantly escaped from the Empire, returning home through the space passage.
However, all of this turned into bubbles because of that cold and elegant light.
In the metal box that exploded on the ground to the right of the MXT mecha's leg, the light that had plunged Xu Le into a desperate situation finally showed its true form because of that rare moment of silence.
It was a weapon that had only appeared in movies.
A gun.
An unusually normal-looking alloy multi-layer forging gun.
The gun was nearly five meters long, and its entire body glowed with a faint gray metallic luster. There was no sense of vitality, only a sense of death.
However, what was very strange was that this lifeless giant alloy gun gave off the feeling that it was alive. It could spring up at any time and emit a fatal and cold light.
This was because … the end of the alloy gun was held in the mechanical arm of the mysterious imperial mecha.
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With the thrusters destroyed, the few kilometers of space travel distance in the escape plan was as long as the current time for the MXT mecha in combat mode. Even if the tri-winged battleship rushed over to pick him up, the mecha would become the dust of history under the bombardment of the imperial battleships if it floated in space for more than five seconds.
The explosions and flames on the upper layer of the battleship were still ongoing, but the black MXT could no longer leave. Xu Le knew that he had no other choice. In his slightly narrowed eyes, a feeling of despair appeared for the first time in his life.
Despair meant that there was no hope, but it did not mean that he had given up, and it did not mean that he had surrendered. Xu Le was best at finding a way out of a dead end, seeing hope in despair. Even if the final road ahead was still dark and gloomy, he still had to try and fight.
Previously, he did not turn back because he wanted to leave alive. Now that it was impossible to leave alive, why not fight and not turn back?
The alloy gun that had pierced deeply into the metal box, and even into the depths of the tunnel's hard ground, suddenly seemed like a stiff dragon that had awakened after a thousand years of slumber. The tip of the gun rose and turned into a ray of mournful light, piercing straight into the cockpit of the black MXT!
Boom! The alloy blade poked out of the black MXT's mechanical arm, and with a strange swipe, it happened to cut right on the tip of the alloy gun. The unpleasant sound of metal scraping against metal came to an abrupt stop. The beam of the gun retracted and retreated solemnly. After a moment of slight trembling, the blade was placed horizontally in front of the mech's chest.
There was a temporary silence. For the first time, the two most powerful mecha of the Federation and the Empire faced each other head-on. No one made the first move, each silently standing in their respective positions.
Xu Le narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Empire mech that had forced him into such a desperate situation. He found that this mech had undergone some sort of modification that he could not understand for the time being. The various joints and transmission points did not have those ugly and sinister metal spikes, but were instead wrapped in small metal boxes.
Because of these small metal boxes, this Empire mech's design appeared very strange. It was as if there were countless ugly trash boxes hanging on its body, and it seemed that with every step it took, these metal boxes would fall off, like the fallen fruits of a ripe peach tree, smashing into a deadly peach miasma.
"My mech is called peach miasma."
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