"Maybe, but the vibration and explosion are not synchronized."
"I know it takes longer for shock waves to travel through rock and land."
"That's probably true."
Sommer could hear the lack of confidence in his own voice, and then he pressed another button on the microphone.
"Car number two, can you hear me?"
He waited a moment and then sent the message again.
"Car No. 2."
"I hear you, Sergeant."
It sounded like the commander of car No. 2 was struggling to wake up.
"very good."
Sommer turned on the squadron microphone channel again.
"All units and personnel return to the vehicle. We need to keep it cool, keep it 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. During the three
Start the microphone in a few minutes."
He took one last look into the viewfinder and reached for the power button.
The earth shook once, and then again.
"Wait a minute——"
The captain of car No. 2 wanted to object, but was unable to finish.
In the frightened eyes of everyone, a huge figure strode out of the thick fog, as if walking through the curtain onto the stage.
It's a rather funny-looking barrel-shaped object, with several meters of curved armor plates covering its shoulders, its back looking like it's buckling under the weight of the missile it's carrying, and orange paint covering it with bulges.
It has a metal skin, two of the three arms are long-barreled weapons, and one of the arms is a huge circular saw.
In terms of size, it is much larger than the Knight Mecha, and is similar to the War Dog Titan.
For such machinery, the Empire has a more popular name - ancient giant garbage.
There is no good explanation for this term. Some people think it is a simple onomatopoeia. Some people believe that the name means "ancient huge space garbage dump". But if you really think it is just a pile of garbage, then it is a big mistake.
So wrong.
When it appeared, the oil-like shell of the Void Shield shone in the thick fog, the eyes of the ugly smiling head flashed with electronic green light, and the piston as thick as a tree trunk made a hissing sound as it moved forward.
It is the God of War, a terrifying war machine, and the world seems to be trembling under its feet!
"Fuck! Reverse the car!"
Sommer felt himself screaming, the driver was yelling too, the Salamander's engine was roaring at full power, and the microphone was filled with the shouts of other passengers.
The giant steel monster was still moving forward unhurriedly, but Sommer could see flames spurting out from the front of its right arm, making a continuous, harsh noise as the weapon barrel rotated.
The Salamander reconnaissance vehicle screamed in protest against the driver's behavior of directly exerting full power without warming up the vehicle, but its machine spirit still obeyed this rough operation and retreated suddenly, its tracks scraping the ground.
"I can't aim!"
The gunner who had gotten out of the cabin to operate the automatic gun shouted. He was holding the scope and his hand on the firing lever.
"Forget your cannon! Are you going to tickle it?"
Before Sommer finished speaking, the ground around him suddenly exploded, and the reconnaissance vehicle was launched into the air and then crashed down heavily.
But in his world, there were only yellow and red firelights flashing through the observation slit, and the car body made a sound with the collision of shrapnel.
He hit the front of the Salamander as it hit the ground, pain exploded in his head, as if a high-pitched noise filled his side, and then he felt warm liquid flowing from his forehead to his left eye.
.
The driver next to him was even worse and was knocked unconscious.
In this case, Sommer did not have time to bandage, but reached for the control lever.
Despite his blurred vision, he felt them through his gloves.
The vehicle is still moving, and as soon as it lands, the tracks begin to slide and turn.
Sommer pushed hard on the right track, and the car body swayed and turned around.
Outside the car, the Alien Titan's weapons roared again, and the whole world was shaking, as if it was being shaken by the gods of the past.
Sommer pushed the lever forward, and the gears screamed as they engaged at high speed.
They only have a few seconds at most.
Sommer had heard stories about the Titans, and had even seen a few commemorative photos taken during their operations, carrying enough firepower to reduce cities to rubble and molten glass.
Even though this alien giant machine looks crude and primitive, it is still a terrifying killer of the same type.
The reason why the Salamander reconnaissance vehicle is still alive is only because this terrible machine only released a small amount of power to kill them.
Through the blurred vision, he could see the blue-white light flashing through the observation slit and hear the scream of the laser cutting the air.
The gunner was not thrown away, and he actually fired his automatic cannon at the advancing machine.
The tiny ammunition hit the void shield, causing only ripples that were invisible to the naked eye.
The green-skinned ancient garbage roared back, and the howl of its war horn drowned out the sound of 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 start spinning.
"F*cking greenskin!"
Feeling that disaster was imminent, Sommer roared unwillingly.
Suddenly, he heard an eardrum-piercing scream, and directly in the mist, a huge ion beam struck from a distance, hitting the ancient giant's shields, shattering them one after another.
Then the flickering light disappeared, and the alien mechanical image reappeared, still standing, but without the protection of the shield.
"Speed up!"
Sommer shouted, knowing that the opportunity was rare.
But Gu Jujun's weapon had also been fully charged, emitting an angry light as red as forge steel. He could almost hear the energy in the weapon roaring to break free.
At the same time as the opponent fired, another red beam hit its side.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze for a second, and then along with the giant, a jagged spot of light formed where the left arm of the ancient giant was, and then shattered.
The alien Titan staggered a step, sparks scattered all over its body from the remains of its left arm, and fragments rained down to the ground.
Its armor rippled due to the heat, and the paint on it burned and fell off. The huge head also sank slightly, and then swayed like a warrior who had just suffered 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 war horn. But this was a ferocious beast that was not easy to surrender. Its head was raised again, and then
He screamed as the heated and deformed gears stood upright.
It fired, shells pouring from its remaining arms, churning the ground before it and filling the air with angry thunder.
The Salamander reconnaissance vehicles shook like matchboxes dancing in the hail.
Then, Sommer saw the logo of car No. 2 go out.
"Car No. 2 is finished!"
The voice of the commander of Car No. 3 reached Sommer's ears, and at that moment, he felt a surge of rage passing through his brain.