Chapter 787 Of course, the strong must choose all!
"What are you doing? Start the wing jet device on the back to reduce the impact of landing, right? If you have to use such a flamboyant way to appear, do you think anyone else except the local defense forces will look at you?"
Do you know how many buildings were destroyed by your landing this time? How much direct economic loss was there? How much will it cost to rebuild after the war?"
The pilot Fargo, who was lying in the cockpit of the mecha and controlled the mecha through direct neuron connection, could not help but reveal a wry smile when he heard the scolding voice coming from the communication line.
In fact, he also wanted to follow the reprimands from the command center and eject tail flames directly through the wings during emergency landing to reduce the impact kinetic energy caused by the landing and reduce damage to surrounding buildings.
But just when Fargo was about to land on the ground, he felt a terrifying aura. This aura gave him a creepy feeling, as if there was an alien creature in this area that could crush him at will.
Energy beast.
It was because of this inexplicable feeling that he was in a daze for a moment. Then he lost the best opportunity to slow down the impact, causing so much damage to the city and even causing slight damage to the body. However, this
This is a minor injury, and the body has automatically healed and repaired it.
"If you don't want to be punished, then use all your abilities and drive Dawn to kill the laser dragon turtle in front of you. This super beast has already destroyed three of our cities. You can't.
Let’s keep it any longer.”
"Three cities? I will use all my strength to kill them."
After hearing the destruction and casualties caused by the supernatural beast in front of him, Mecha Master Fargo responded in a calm voice, and something was completely wrong with the way he looked at the dragon turtle.
Roar! The Laser Dragon Turtle stared at the mecha in front of it and let out an angry roar. He remembered that when he was young, his parents were brutally killed by similar guys, so it was extremely resentful of these small things.
of human beings.
It threw the giant python-like tail behind it in front of it, and then the end of the tail opened like petals, aiming at the mecha that had been around for many years, and then violent energy fluctuations spread from it, and then, there was no reaction at all.
Without even giving the mecha time, an incandescent rainbow shot out and hit the mecha directly.
Boom! Dawn, painted mainly in gold, stretched out his arm, and then a light shield immediately spread out on his arm, blocking the laser cannon. However, its huge body was hit by the impact of the laser cannon.
The impact kept pushing back.
Roar! Seeing that his attack was blocked, the Laser Dragon Turtle let out an angry roar, and then the long tail behind him expanded violently, and the laser cannon fired became thicker and darker.
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"I'm not here to be a target." Fargo snorted angrily. He controlled the machine and flipped it quickly, avoiding the laser cannon and no longer resisting. Without the blocking of the dawn, this laser cannon
, quickly penetrated more than ten buildings, and then disappeared into the sky.
Fargo did not pay attention to these damages. The residents of the city had been evacuated in an emergency, leaving these buildings empty. In this world where supernatural beasts are rampant, every human being who has grown up has a skilled emergency evacuation ability.
Fargo just manipulated the machine named Shuguang he was driving as flexibly as if he was controlling his own body. Flames shot out from the tail fins and turned into a rainbow. He rushed in front of the dragon turtle, and then pulled out the big gun behind him.
The sword struck the dragon turtle's head before it could retract in time.
Cang! The ship-cutting knife that can easily tear steel struck the dragon turtle's head bone armor, and made a clear metallic buzzing sound, leaving only a shallow slash mark on its head.
A trace of undetectable blood seeped out of it.
"What a hard head!" Seeing the results of his attack, Fargo couldn't help but feel a little angry. No wonder he is known as the Dragon Turtle. This defense is really unbeatable. No wonder after destroying three cities, he can still jump up to
Now, he has not been killed.
"It's impossible to win a quick victory. It seems that we can only fight at the expense." Having tested the defense of this supernatural beast with one blow, Fargo immediately settled down. If it were to be attrition, he would be fighting on home soil.
"The only thing I'm thinking about is how many buildings need to be destroyed in this battle. It seems that after this battle, I will be scolded by the commander again."
Bang! The huge tail hit the spot where Dawn was originally standing. The hard ground, which was similar to pouring concrete, instantly cracked and turned into a deep pit, but Dawn had already retreated.
Even though the mecha he drives is made of steel and iron, it is still a rather unwise choice to compete with the supernatural beasts in strength. Because they, Xiren, have only created a few types of mechas that can compete with the supernatural beasts in strength.
Mecha.
In Fa Ge's opinion, a war of attrition that might last for several days began, but the battle had only lasted for less than half an hour when a woman's scream rang out on this battlefield filled with artillery fire.
Fargo controlled the mecha and looked down. Because the nerves were connected to the mecha, the eyes of the mecha were his eyes. He clearly saw a man holding his child among the ruins of a crushed house.
Mother.
Her face was extremely frightened, but at the same time she was looking up to the dawn with hope. In the propaganda, the beast-hunting mechas were the heroes who protected the Xi people. As long as they existed, there was no need for fear from supernatural powers.
The danger of beasts.
Just when the mecha that Fargo was about to control was preparing to dodge the dragon turtle on the opposite side and prepare to fire a laser cannon, and at the same time rescue the mother and daughter who did not retreat in time for unknown reasons, a stern order came from the headquarters,
It immediately reached his ears.
"Don't move, block this laser cannon, and abandon the mother and daughter."
"Why?" Pilot Fargo asked angrily.
"Less than a hundred meters behind you is the entrance to an underground shelter. If you avoid it, the dragon turtle's attack will destroy the entrance to the shelter. By then, there will be nearly 10,000 people in the shelter.
All residents will be exposed to the eyes of this supernatural beast, and I don’t need to tell you what will happen to the people in the shelter then!”
A piece of news that shocked the mecha pilot reached his ears, causing him to become slightly silent and stop his attempts to rescue. These are the inconveniences of fighting in the city.
There are too many things he needs to worry about.
"Don't worry about the mother and daughter. They are in this situation themselves. When the shock occurs, they should enter the shelter immediately. Shuguang, don't disrupt your own fighting rhythm because of them.
You must not let the supernatural beast attack the entrance to the shelter behind you."
"Do you want me to watch them being killed by this monster's gunfire?"
"You have no choice." A cold voice came from the communication device, with a hint of disappointment in it.
As a warrior, you should maintain absolute rationality and should not be affected by any external factors. Being too emotional will delay your fighter's chances and lose your advantage. Mecha masters are too young, which is indeed not good. Young people are always too young.
Greedy, always thinking about perfection.
"I can't give up on them and watch them get killed in front of me. The reason I'm standing here is to protect civilians like them."
"So you are going to give up the 10,000 people behind you."
"Of course not."
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"How will you choose? Humans from another world."
Muria, who had a panoramic view of the battles taking place in this city from God's perspective, whispered to himself. This situation was very similar to a problem he had seen before.
There are nine people in front of a normally running train. At this time, if you have the ability to change tracks, you can change the train to another track and save these nine people, but there is a person on the other track who is
Playing child, may I ask, what choice do you make?
For this kind of question, no matter which one you choose, there is nothing wrong, and they all have their own reasons. But no matter which one you choose, there is always controversy, because there will be regrets and mistakes.
If someone asks Muria this question, his choice is to stand in front of the train and make it stop, so that no matter which track the people are on, they can be saved.
Of course, if the person who comes to ask him insists on arguing with him, saying that he only has the right to change tracks and does not have the power to stop the train, he must make a choice and sacrifice time.
Muria chose to blow the head off the person who asked him the question. He felt that my fist was not strong enough, or something? He was very arrogant to me.
Why do weak creatures practice? In order to survive in this cruel world.
For a creature that no longer worries about its life safety, why practice? To obtain a better way of life.
Why should a creature that has stood at the end point where others have struggled all their lives to practice? In order not to leave any regrets, in order to make all the seemingly unrealistic fantasies in one's mind become reality.
In this case, if you are not satisfied with the result, then use your own power to forcefully modify the result. If something is not perfect, then use your power to make it perfect.
As long as the power is strong enough, there is nothing that cannot be done. If it cannot be done, it only means that the power is not enough. Only the weak will leave regrets, while the strong will choose to have them all. This is Muria's current point of view
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"Let me see what you will do?" Muria's eyes narrowed slightly. He was looking forward to what kind of choice the mecha pilot would make? Of course, no matter which one it was, he would not be surprised.