At 23:00, according to the required specifications, Chi Xiaochi handed in half a cubic meter of Naman metal with cosmic radiation removed, and rushed to meet with Rosie and others at the agreed coordinates.
And most of the Naman metal contained in the stardust was taken away by Chi Xiaochi, and 061 converted the metal into cold liquid and stored it in an empty cabin.
With these six bottles of liquid, Bru's new body is finally settled.
Chi Xiaochi was in a good mood, but he couldn't stop the double attack of alcoholism and drowsiness. After setting the target coordinates, he said to 061, "I'm sleeping."
061 Crash opened a book: "I read to you last time..."
Chi Xiaochi was really tired, he stretched out his hand and pulled it twice, as if to cover someone's mouth: "... I'm going to sleep, don't make any noise."
061 was stunned for a long time, until the sound of breathing at a constant speed sounded close to the heart, and Bruce raised his hand synchronously, stroked his chest, and felt the subtle sound inside.
... why are there always so many worries.
Too smart and too tired.
...and he soon realized the consequences of "thinking too much".
It was not until they were sandwiched by four special-purpose machines that 061 found out that someone had been following them for a long time.
One of the crimson mechas holding the detector said firmly: "Yes, he has a very strong Naman metal signal."
The other spider-shaped mecha held a laser gun and sneered: "Hurry up and hand it over. One-on-four, can your mecha hold up? You should be able to figure it out."
The other two mechas didn't make a sound, but the two infrared rays aimed at Bruce's knees and the power system at his back. If he wanted to force a breakout, he would be knocked down immediately.
And 061, or Blue, didn't plan to run at all.
Blue stood in the center of the encirclement and said politely: "Shh, please be quiet. My master is sleeping."
The spider mecha was happy: "This is still a highly intelligent system."
Blue stared at the detector in the crimson mecha's hand, and analyzed all its functions in an instant: "According to the regulations, each person cannot carry detectors with a range of more than one kilometer. How did you bring them in?"
The spider mecha snorted, pulled the trigger with his fingertips, and the snow-white laser light slammed into Bru's lower back.
Bruce clasped his waist and knelt down.
The spider mecha turned on the energy storage button of the laser gun, and said contemptuously, "There are too many words. Hand over the things, or you will be scrapped here."
Crimson Mecha is a girl. She didn't agree with this kind of robbery with open flames, but when the time was running out, none of the four of them could find Naman metal even the size of the nail of a pinky finger, how could they be reconciled
She said: "Hand over it, it's a help for us."
Blue didn't say anything and ignored her.
The spider mecha threatened: "If you don't submit it, we will let you waste here, and then destroy your master's distress sender. At that time, your master will be wandering here with an iron lump. You Do you know how far it takes to walk to the nearest monitoring point? A full ten kilometers. Do you know what you would encounter on the road without the mech?"
They were all waiting for Blue to disarm.
This machine has a high level of anthropomorphism, has a personal emotional system, and should know what "fear" is.
Blue, who was kneeling on one knee, raised his head and asked, "...what will we meet?"
The spider mecha didn't expect this to be a man who couldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin. He picked up the laser gun and said angrily, "Isn't it true that you don't eat a toast and eat a penalty drink?"
After scolding, he pulled the trigger again.
This time he aimed at Blue's head.
If a shot penetrates, then Blue's central core system will inevitably be scrapped.
Unexpectedly, he pulled the trigger, but he failed to see the laser light that blazed out.
Blue did not know when he had come to his side, his right hand stayed ten centimeters away from the muzzle, and the laser light gathered into a ball, and could no longer move an inch.
Bruce released his left hand that was holding the "battle damage" just now, and the palm of his hand was filled with a mass of laser energy that just didn't have time to shoot into its body!
With a slight movement of its wrist, countless snow-white laser butterflies came out from between Bruce's mechanical fingers and flew in all directions.
And Bruce stood in front of the sluggish spider mecha, and bowed gentlemanly: "I'm sorry."
Everyone was wondering, what the hell is this defense system.
But instinct has already made them all open fire, of course, the target is Blu.
But those bullets, lasers and penetrating infrared rays, when they reached the outside of the Blue Mecha, could no longer move forward, and they all turned into fine afterimages. If you look closely, you can see countless parsed data flowing in it. Circulates and disperses around the body.
Blue stretched out his hand and pulled away the penetrating infrared light that was going to be shot directly into his wrist weapon system: "... Everyone."
A line of robbers has fallen into a complete sluggishness.
Bruce bent the laser's trajectory again, like fiddling with a soft rope: "... I said just now that my master is sleeping."
The two people in the group of four who used infrared guns had noticed that something was wrong and wanted to escape, but found that their power system had failed.
They had to force the power system to restart, who would have received a series of error messages.
Just as they were in shock, they saw a white laser butterfly flying slowly through their imaging system. In just a split second, their imaging system was completely scrapped.
… when did these things hack into their mechs? !
At this time, Blue had already modified all the ballistics, and said gently: "I don't want to wake him up. So, I hope everyone please take care and don't shout too loudly."
After all, it made a 45-degree bow.
Just as it bent down, the weapons and ammunition that were stagnant in the air moved.
- Infrared rays penetrated the spider mecha's traveling power system, the laser gun exploded the crimson mecha's detector, and the laser shot through the weapon systems of the other two mechas.
When Bruce straightened up, the other four mechas that had been shot into briquettes slumped to the ground.
He looked around and determined that the four mechas were completely scrapped. They couldn't even get out of the cabin, so he walked to each mecha and opened the warehouse where they stored the distress signals like opening their own door. , placed in a circle like a birthday candle.
As he swayed, he said: "Listen to Mr. Spider, the nearest monitoring point is about ten kilometers away from here; as for people who don't have mecha, what will they meet in this wilderness, please slowly tell this gentleman to Explain to your partner."
The spider mecha was already panicking: "Give it back to us, give that back to us! ... Please!"
Blue ignored them, got up and left, intending to keep them there until after midnight.
The four laser white butterflies stopped on the four distress signals, flapped their wings, and fanned out light streamers of data.
After walking for more than ten kilometers, Chi Xiaochi woke up naturally from his light sleep.
061 asked: "Did you sleep well?"
The cockpit is soft and comfortable, the temperature is adjusted just right, and the surroundings are very quiet. It can be said that it is dark and sweet, and I haven't even dreamed.
"Not bad." Chi Xiaochi stretched out comfortably, "Blu, what time is it? Where are you going?"
Bruce carefully felt the activities of Chi Xiaochi in his body, and his tone was extremely gentle: "11:58 pm. There are still a few hundred meters to reach the agreed meeting point."
Chi Xiaochi asked, "Have you encountered anything on the way?"
Blue replied: "No, everything is safe."
After the mecha walked for a while, Chi Xiaochi suddenly heard a sharp electronic sound in the distance, turned his head to look, and saw four fireworks exploding in the sky, the beads of light dispersed, like a silver snake spitting a letter, a golden dragon roaring in the sky, Extraordinarily conspicuous in the dark.
061 laughed very quickly and lightly.
Chi Xiaochi looked back and seemed to have a feeling: "Sixth teacher?"
"Cough." 061 coughed lightly, "It looks like a team collectively has an accident."
Chi Xiaochi said, "Then their distress signal is quite entertaining."
Before 061 could speak, he heard Rosie's voice coming from behind: "... Ji?"
He turned around and saw a cliff not far away, Rosie and her mecha Reid were raising their hands to greet him together.
Rosie shouted: "Xiaoqing has just roasted a hare, come on up. Has your task been completed?"
Chi Xiaochi jumped out of the mecha and said deliberately, "It's not finished yet."
"That's great." Rosie didn't feel annoyed, she turned around and shouted to the Wang siblings, "Put away the rabbit legs and leave the rabbit bones to him."
Rosie was always easy to get along with. In just a few hours, Wang Xiaoqing and Wang Xiezhou had gotten to know her very well.
The three boys and girls laughed together, and even Ji Zuoshan raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes wavered slightly.
Under the mountain rocks not far away, Zhan Yanchao rolled over layers of ocean tides in his eyes, his fists clenched tightly.
It wasn't like this before.
Before... only Ji Zuoshan and him.
Ji Zuoshan has almost never laughed, and now he laughs like an iron tree blossoming, which is very tempting.
Zhan Yanchao was lying on the back of the rock and looked at him, when he suddenly found Ji Zuoshan looking around, as if he was being spied on, he immediately retracted back to the back of the rock, held down his mecha's head, and whispered, "Don't move. ! Bow your head!"
Seeing the regret value rising to 15 o'clock, Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything, and walked up the cliff with Bruce.
Zhan Yanchao greedily followed the footsteps leaving, until he couldn't hear it, then he buried his face in his arms with red eyes and whispered, "Ji Zuoshan, come back."
But the voice was so low that he couldn't even hear it himself.
His mech looked down at him.
Zhan Yanchao sat for a while, suddenly remembered something, turned on his mecha and got in, and gave an order: "Turn off all the thermal insulation, lighting and somatosensory systems, leaving only the external warning system."
The combat armor will obey the master's commands, and it will naturally do so.
The whole world went quiet.
Usually, Zhan Yanchao and the mecha have the same senses, so of course I don't feel anything, but all the systems go off together, and the cabin is cramped, cramped, stuffy, and dark, like a coffin.
... just like the coffin he once built for Ji Zuoshan.
He had always thought it was just an insignificant punishment.
In less than an hour, he was irritable, sweating, palpitating, couldn't see anything, and started thinking wildly.
Two hours later, he felt like his whole body was being bitten by ants, and he couldn't help scratching the inside of the mecha with his fingers.
The mecha asked him if he wanted to come out. Zhan Yanchao took a deep breath and said no.
I don't know how long it took, the mecha felt a very strong impact and struggle inside, it immediately adopted an emergency plan and ejected the cockpit.
Zhan Yanchao rolled out of the cabin, fell to the ground, his clothes were soaked with sweat, he wiped his face several times, and asked the mecha in a trembling voice, "What time is it..."
Mecha replied: "Master, it's four o'clock."
Zhan Yanchao felt weak all over, looking at the dark, pre-dawn night sky, thinking, he thought he had spent half his life in it.
No wonder every time Ji Zuoshan came out of the coffin, he was in cold sweat all over his head, his elbows were black and blue, and he always blamed him for being squeamish.
He rolled over on his back, covered his head and face, and curled up in a ball.
what has he done...