"Preparing to read the archive."
"Read the archive? What is that? Is the archive a book?" Hai'an had never been exposed to this kind of vocabulary before, and he couldn't understand what August meant by "reading the archive".
"It's not a book." August rubbed Hai'an's head, but didn't explain to him, "You'll know what it is soon."
On the way to Tombstar, Alia communicated with him alone in the optical brain. The original mech fighters can sense each other's ability. As early as when Tombstar exploded for the first time, Red Guardian She has already sensed the energy fluctuation activated by the original mecha warrior's ability on Tombstar, but she is not sure if it is him, after all...
In the black market, all the original mecha fighters should have fallen.
But Honghu still sent him a contact message dedicated to the original mech warriors. After that, they received a letter from the tomb star.
August was shot while moving towards the robot gathering center. Haian covered his wound with his hand and was about to treat him, but August blocked him with a wave of his hand. He took Haian to hide in a ditch. "Baby, I'm fine, let's stay here for a while."
"What's going on with you, Colin." August connected to the communication microphone and asked about Colin Winchet's situation.
"The soldier's damage is more than half, Yaya he..." Colin squeezed the small earphone on his left ear, and looked back at Queltan who was holding Yaya's corpse in a daze, "...would this be too much? Ertan was still a child after all."
"Did he cry?"
"Not crying, but I feel..."
"That's good, at least he has learned the first lesson." August frowned, but there was no superfluous expression on his face, "Tears and concessions can't bring peace, what we want is a rational one." The new president, not a weak chicken who can't even dodge a bullet and just waits for others to protect him."
"Oh, they finally negotiated a clear division of labor. I can't believe there are such subordinates." Colin put away the high-explosive guns, and watched the soldiers brought by Winchet start to form a battle formation. "It's so useless, all the scum is dead, and the rest of these elites are useless. I think you can start loading files."
August sighed slightly, picked up the high-explosive grenade gun in his hand and fired a high-explosive grenade at the center of the robot assembly. The fire from the sky illuminated August's blood-stained face, and he was deeply red. His eyes were like coagulated blood, and orange flames were printed in the pupils. For some reason, Hai'an thought of the scene when the Alune Forest was burning. When August raised his hand to caress the side of his face, Hai'an shrank slightly, and then he saw August in front of him disappearing, and the whole world Gradually distorted, broken, and then emitted a dazzling white light.
Hai'an couldn't help closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found that they were back on the aircraft. Outside is the dark universe, occasionally there are a few stars twinkling in the distance, but the tomb star in front of me is still as dark as ever, without a trace of warm light.
"Dizzy?" Before Hai'an recovered, he heard August's voice, and then he felt a pair of warm hands gently rubbing his temples, which relieved the strong nausea, "The first time to read the file You might feel a little uncomfortable."
"I..." Hai'an opened his mouth, but found that he had nothing to say.
"August!" Winchet roared, unfastened his seat belt, rushed forward from the seat behind the aircraft, and punched August, but August quickly stood up from the chair and turned sideways. Dodging, dodging Winchet's attack, "What the hell are you doing??!!"
"You asked me to help you train your soldiers." August's face was calm, and his voice did not fluctuate at all.
"Me!" Winchet raised his fist, but put it down quickly, "But I didn't ask you to do that."
"I'm just following the trend. Your soldiers are too weak. This is just a small test." August sneered, "But look, how much did your men lose? I don't know if Orto is How did you train you, or maybe he never thought about the outbreak of war, and the comfortable time of nearly a hundred years has made you forget everything."
"We didn't know that such a situation would happen on Tombstar." Alia also untied her seat belt and walked over, "The moment the robot was resurrected, the Red Guard felt the energy fluctuations of the original mecha, so we I just plan to see how strong you are so that we can determine the training plan."
"You are really too weak." Colin shrugged.
"These soldiers were only responsible for escorting the safe retreat of Quiertan..." Winchet took a deep breath and wanted to continue explaining, but he looked at August's expressionless face and suddenly couldn't say anything.
"Winchett, this is not an excuse. You should know that their mission as a rescue force was over the moment they received the quiltan." August no longer looked at Winchet, but sat back Sitting on the chair, he fastened the safety buckle on himself slowly, "But you also gave me confidence. From your people's point of view, the current people in the Imperial Army are probably a bunch of soft persimmons. They just don't know that after Ivan's training, they How strong can it be?"
There was silence in the cabin, Winchet frowned and sat back on the chair.
After disembarking again, the scene they saw was the same as before. The landing place, the broken fighter plane, and even the robots with wires were all the same. It's just that most of the soldiers who landed after them were pale, with sweat dripping from their foreheads, and some even needed help from others to walk.
Those are soldiers who were wounded or died in the "save" just now.
Although they didn't get hurt at all in reality, the feeling in the "archive" is very real. Whether it's death or injury, they have personally experienced those pains.
As soon as they disembarked, the spaceship disappeared behind them.
Alia looked at the time displayed on the optical brain on her wrist, and there were three minutes left before they were just attacked.
"You only have three minutes." August took everyone on the vagabond and stood under the feet of the red guards, "I will only 'read files' for you this time unless all of you are dead. Doubling, you can figure it out yourself."
As soon as August's words fell, the red guard opened the protective cover, covering them tightly in the blue light circle.
As soon as Winchet's soldiers heard August's words, they immediately pulled the safety catch of their weapons. After all, no one wanted to die.
The pain was so real.
"August you..."
"Winchet, give me a gun." Winchet took a few steps forward, but was pulled by Quiertan's sleeve. Quiertan's face was expressionless, very calm, but the way he spoke The tone was very firm, "I don't have a weapon."
"Queltan..."
"I don't want to be protected by you, and I want to protect you too."
Winchet sighed, gave him a high-explosive gun, and kindly reminded Queltan: "The recoil of the weapon is very large..."
But before Winchet could finish his sentence, the ground began to shake again, and the robot climbed up from the metal ruins and started shooting at them.
Three minutes is up.
Quiertan pulled the safety catch of the high-explosive gun and fired a shot at the robot in front of him. The robot was not killed, but he was blown away by the recoil and crushed Fang Ya who was standing behind him.
Winchet: "…"
Not only is his little master physically weak, but his shooting accuracy is also appalling.
After the previous battle, the soldiers had their own way of dealing with these robots, and they formed a decent formation. Colin stood on the arm of the red guard and watched with gusto. The bullets fired by the robot hit the red guard. The opened protective cover was bounced off without causing any substantial damage to them. Colin poked Ke Sen on the shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Hey, who do you think lives on the tomb star? Do these things."
"How do I know? I heard that they are relatives of Hong Hu." Ke Sen shook his head and gave Colin a supercilious look.
"It's backtracking." Red Hu's mature female voice came from above their heads, "backtracking can 'archive', copy a certain period of time, and after destroying the 'file', you can 'read the file' and return to the 'archive' In the previous time."
"So are we in reality now, or in the 'archive'?"
"In the 'archive', a time period can be copied three times. The time limit of the 'file' is 72 hours, and the file will be automatically read after 72 hours. The ratio of time to reality is 10:1."
Colin clicked his tongue and sighed a few times, "No wonder the tomb star has been bombed so many times and nothing happened, so you can 'load files'. Honghu, why do I think your ability is so frustrating, August and the others in the shield can also Research, your ability seems useless."
Hong Hu: "Hehe."
The soldiers who were fighting with blood saw the blue light of the protective shield on the side of the red guard flashing for a while, and then a man was thrown out. He looked like the hero who had just covered their retreat.
"The hero is over there, hurry up and fight with him!!" A soldier waved his arms, beckoning to the soldiers behind him, and moved towards Colin.
Colin was pulling the protective cover and shouting: "Red Guard, I was wrong!! I was really wrong! You are super awesome!! You are the best on the whole vagrant! Alia, let the red guard Open the protective cover and let me in!!!"
But the protective cover did not open. Instead, a grenade hit the protective cover next to Colin's head with a "bang", arousing a wave of blue light, which was blocked by the protective cover and landed, hitting the metal wreckage with a "bang bang bang" sound. There was a loud sound, Colin looked back, and saw many soldiers running towards him with excited faces, followed by countless robots, and bullets were also being fired one after another.
"Damn it!" Colin's eyes widened, he quickly picked up the high-explosive gun, turned around and ran away.
"Hehe, let him force you." Hong Hu sneered, watching Colin flee in embarrassment, Ke Sen swallowed, not daring to intercede for his younger brother.