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Volume Three, Chapter 251, Storm BV-12 Mecha Group

"There is no spaceship." Fa Lie said one word, and the scene became petrified.

"We also have a medium-sized plundering spacecraft." Milo added hurriedly.

"It's useless. The medium-sized plundering spacecraft can fly away from the dust star, but without the protection of the frigate, its fate will not change in any way. It will only be torn apart by insects." Bradl said coldly.

When Qiantaki heard what Falie said, he looked at Bellerosa in surprise? Could it be that he had misunderstood?

Seeing Chitaki's doubtful gaze, Bellerosa blinked with an innocent expression on her face.

The corners of Chitaki's mouth twitched, probably because he had misunderstood, but it didn't matter. The situation at that time made it impossible for the Shipani to stop and wait for them.

Chromie raised his head and said, "The situation is clear now. Although the plunder ship is useless, at least it can escape from the Dust Star. It is better to give it a try. There is always a chance of survival."

"You are right, there should be about 5% chance of survival." Fa Lie said jokingly.

Chromie was speechless for a moment, even he thought the probability was very low.

"Do you have a better way?" Bradl looked at Falie.

Farie stretched and said, "Of course, the method is very simple, just fly out."

"Fly out directly? Except for your fourth-generation aircraft, no one else can do this method at all." Joellen Bass said with a frown.

"To correct a mistake, it's not that others can't do it, but that your mecha can't do it." Bellerosa said with a smile.

"Is there a difference?" Ji Lan asked thoughtfully.

Fa Lie didn't show off and said directly, "Come with me."

After finishing speaking, Fa Lie led everyone towards the depths. Not long after, everyone arrived at a huge underground hangar. Fa Lie raised his hand and clapped it, and the lights above his head lit up row by row.

Chromie and others were stunned. Rows of white mechas of a unified special standard were about 15 meters high. The left arm was equipped with a folding prismatic white thin gold shield as standard, and the right hand was uniformly embedded with a high-energy cracking beam.

The gun, the slender body makes the body shape more smooth, the backs all use a special triangular side sail jet port, and the shoulders are printed with a unified oath mark. The most important thing is that the numbers on their chests all start with iii. If you haven’t guessed

No, the mechas in front of me are all third-generation machines.

Not to mention Chitaki, even Bradl couldn't help but feel moved. He made a rough estimate and found that there were at least 10,000+ units in this warehouse, and the total number of people present would not exceed a thousand.

"This is?" Chitaki asked in surprise.

"The new third-generation side-sail mechas of the Oath Empire, the Oath III series, and the Storm BV-12 mecha group are all made of the latest materials and made using heavy-duty casting techniques. The weight of the mechas is one-third lighter than conventional mechas.

, and the power engine adopts a new dual-engine device, loaded with a concentrated power engine and a high-crystal energy engine, the central control system adopts a third-generation semi-artificial intelligence auxiliary system, equipped with a GN stand and an energy defense cover, and when two or more

Multiple mechas of the same model can be used together to activate a new mode of joint combat, the joint handheld overspeed flight mode version 2.0." Bellerosa explained to Chitaki.

"Version 2.0?" Chitaki pondered.

"It doesn't matter what version it is, it's not important. What's important is getting rich." Pique said ecstatically.

"The 2.0 version is that the energy barriers are synchronized and the circular traction is in common frequency." Bellerosa explained.

"It's a pity that there are so many third-generation mechas and there are not enough manpower to take them all back." Bradl said with a little regret.

"You may have misunderstood something. The thousand in the front row are third-generation mechas, and the ones behind them are all second-generation mechas." Bellerosa explained with a smile.

"That's a loss of blood!" Pike's heart bleeds as he thinks about how many mechas are left.

"Now that we are fleeing, we have to give up something." Chitaki said.

"Okay, we don't have time to worry about this kind of thing. Let's get ready and set off." Farie said.

"What about our mechas?" Pik suddenly reacted.

"We can only discard them all. None of the mechas you carry have the function of handheld devices." Falie explained.

"Ah!" Pique's face turned dark and he couldn't help but look at Chromie.

Chromie lit a cigarette and took a breath. The reality was cruel, and they obviously had no other choice.

"give up."

The team members following behind him were in an uproar, and in the end they could only accept the result.

An hour later, Chitaki and others were all ready. There were two more closed boxes on the scene. These two boxes were loaded on the backs of the Assault Blade and Crystal White Messenger. They seemed to be the belongings to be taken out.

.

"Do you want to bring more? I can also help carry some." Chitaki asked.

"No need, the rest will stay here and accompany the king." Farie replied easily.

"Yes." Chitaki nodded without saying anything.

"Please take care of me from now on." Bellerosa walked up to Chitaki and said with a smile.

Chitaki nodded and replied, "No problem, we are all friends."

"What kind of friends?" Bellerosa asked, blinking.

Chitaki coughed and said seriously, "Her Royal Highness Princess Bellerosa, you may not have come into contact with too many people because you have lived here since you were a child. When you get to the Shipney, you will meet many outstanding people.

You will naturally change your mind."

"Really? But what if I still think you are good?" Bellerosa's words left Chitaki speechless, not knowing how to answer.

"No, I have never been exposed to these mecha models. I can't operate them proficiently for a while, let alone control them." Peake sat in the cockpit and read the operating instructions, his brows knitted together, and he looked towards

Chitaki and others shouted.

"That's a problem. The handheld operation is still a bit difficult." Bellerosa said thoughtfully.

Chromie also climbed down from the mecha at this time, walked to Chitaki and the others and said.

"The difficulty is too high. It's okay to barely operate it, but it has to be a difficult handheld operation, and there are so many people working together. As long as one person makes a mistake, something will probably go wrong." Chromie said seriously.

"What you said makes sense. Let's do this. I will link the artificial intelligence in all the mechas to assist you in the operation." Fa Lie raised his finger and pointed at his head jokingly and said.

Pique was surprised when he heard Falie's words and pointed at Falie, "You are indeed not a human being."

"I'm half a human, only my head is still alive." Fa Lie said with a smile.

Pique coughed and said, "Okay."

Shake! The whole base suddenly shook continuously for a while.

"It seems that that stupid guy was really offended, and he actually worked so hard." Fa Lie said helplessly.

"You mean the Dust Star can't hold on any longer." Bradl couldn't help but ask.

"Absolutely." Farie did not deny this statement.

"When will we set off?" Chromie asked.


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