A corner of the garbage mountain. Two mechs quietly ambush behind the garbage, and just a hundred meters away from them, there were five White Rats constantly turning over the garbage in search of food, and vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding movements from time to time. Ye Zhong carefully looked at the terrain and discussed it with Mu Shang.
Ye Zhong carefully drove Winnie and slowly approached the five White Rats, constantly using various obstacles on the way to cover his body. Stopping twenty meters away from the five hundred-eating rats, Ye Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. He had not made any mistakes so far. Ye Chong was just about to make a move when suddenly a gust of wind blew from behind Ye Chong towards the Hundred-Eating Rat. Ye Chong couldn't help but screamed in his heart that it was bad. He suddenly increased his speed to the maximum and rushed towards the Hundred-Eating Rat.
Winnie roared towards the White Rat like a discharged cannonball.
Unfortunately, it was too late. When the wind just started blowing, the White Rat with a keen sense of smell sensed the danger and immediately turned into birds and dispersed.
Ye Zhong calmly manipulated Winnie to lock onto one of them. If they got into the garbage, the possibility of catching them would become extremely slim. Ye Zhong didn't care about the other four at all, and tightly bit the White-Eating Rat that he had locked onto.
The wind whistled by his ears, and Ye Zhong's blood seemed to be boiling and burning. The world gradually slowed down in his eyes, and his brain was extremely excited. His breathing began to quicken, and every breath seemed to exhaust Ye Zhong. With all his strength, his chest continued to expand and contract rapidly with the rhythm of his breathing. Every time he exhales, Ye Zhong's nasal cavity will feel a burning sensation, as if what is being exhaled is not air but fire.
Seeing that the distance between the White Rat and himself was gradually shrinking, Ye Zhong's hands were as steady as before, but he had already begun to adjust the rhythm of his breathing.
Suddenly, Winnie threw a dagger fiercely, with a clanking sound, and it was nailed deeply into the mouth less than three meters in front of the Hundred-Eating Rat. The Hundred-Eating Rat was running away with all its strength and was about to hit the dagger, almost predictably. There will be bloody scenes.
I saw the body of the Hundred-Eating Rat suddenly twisted in a strange way, its thick forelimbs pressed against the edgeless blade, its legs suddenly exerted force, and it deftly used the force to escape without any injuries, which was breathtaking.
And the eyes of this Hundred-Eating Rat lit up, seeming to be thankful that it had escaped disaster.
However, before it could finish rejoicing, a sharp sound of wind rushed towards it. Even with its insensitive hearing, it knew the terrifying energy contained in this sound of wind. The air passed between the forest-like barbs on Winnie's knees, making a breathtaking sound. If Ye Zhong's knee hits him head-on, there is absolutely no chance of surviving!
There is no kind of creature that can survive on a garbage star. Even in this desperate situation, the White Rat will not sit still and wait for death!
It was seen that its body was bent into an arch shape, and it suddenly stagnated slightly in the air. Just when Winnie's knee was about to hit it, its two front legs suddenly pushed on the barbs. With this force, it seemed to be flying away from the ground. The arrow flew toward Winnie's neck.
There was a soft "pop" sound, and the soles of its two front legs were instantly pierced. The sharp barbs immediately scratched its soft abdomen, leaving several scars on its hind legs that were deep enough to show the bones.
On a garbage planet, with such a serious injury, no matter what kind of creature it is, the chance of survival is basically non-existent. But this is no longer the problem it thinks about. What it has to do is to give the enemy in front of it a hard blow before it dies! No matter how small the blow may be to the enemy in front of you!
The sharp teeth flashed with a cold light, and the teeth could even bite through many metals, making this White-Eating Rat believe that it would leave a mark on the enemy that would never be ignored!
The persistent belief makes Bai Yanshu suddenly find his own soul, and he sacrifices his life to let it burst out with all the energy of life! This blow was definitely the sharpest it had ever struck!
It's getting closer, getting closer, the enemy's neck is getting clearer and clearer in the eyes, and the White-eating Rat is getting excited! Just one second, no, half a second is enough! In just half a second, he can complete the most glorious and brilliant blow in his life!
Its eyes are burning! Burn the passion of life like fire!
Suddenly, the fire in his eyes suddenly cooled down!
The knife raised from below silently, as if there was no obstacle, cut the hundred-eating rat in two! In an instant, blood and internal organs rained down like rain, splashing a bit of dust on the rust-red earth.
Ye Chong's brain finally calmed down!
Looking up, Mu Shang was watching quietly not far away. On a seven-meter-long titanium pole, there is also a Hundred-Eating Rat hanging on it. Mu Shang's battle was much simpler. Where Ye Zhong initially asked him to stand, there happened to be a hundred-eating rat that fled in a hurry. The unprepared hundred-eating rat did not react at all under Mu Shang's attack that was almost accurate to light seconds.
Ye Chong waved hello to Mu Shang from a distance: "Hi!"
Then he picked up the two pieces of the White Rat's body from the ground!
Ye Zhong proudly boasted to Mu Shang: "How is it? My skills are pretty good, right?"
Mu Shang commented with neither salt nor blandness: "It's terrible!"
Ye Zhong was furious on the spot: "What? It's so bad? You read that right, right?" You can imagine Ye Zhong's anger when his most confident side was evaluated so ruthlessly by others.
Mu Shang said without any restraint: "Apart from the fact that the fighting skills can barely be considered average, the flying skills, shooting skills, and tactical literacy are all extremely rough. The actual combat experience cannot be judged due to insufficient data!"
"Impossible!" Ye Zhong's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
Mu Shang shrugged, looking indescribably funny: "Of course, the chance of making a mistake in judgment is 0.3%!"
Ye Zhong was unconvinced and argued: "You must be jealous of me to hit me like this on purpose!"
Mu Shang: "There is no such possibility!"
"That means the mech I'm driving is too old. Haha, that must be the case. Otherwise, I'll try to drive you one day."
Mu Shang paused for a while and said in a strange voice: "There are thirty-one gaps in total. How did you know that there would be one passing by where I am?"
"Hey, that's awesome! Intuition!" Ye Zhong said proudly.
"Intuition?" Mu Shang's electronic eyes suddenly lit up: "Insufficient data, unable to calculate!"
Ye Chong sneered: "Calculate? If you can calculate, does that still count as intuition?"
Mu Shang said calmly: "It's just a small probability event!"
"What? You mean I happened by chance? By luck? I'm telling you..." Ye Chong screamed in frustration.
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The two figures grew longer and longer under the stars that were about to fall below the horizon. The towering spiers of the pulse transfer station above Ye Chong's home could be seen from a long way away. It was like a road sign, guiding Ye Chong home all the time. direction.