A sudden earthquake fell on the Biki Plateau. The anger released by the Creator Puppet raised his eyes, and it was an endless disaster when it fell between the heavens and the earth, causing the whole world to change its color and appearance.
Humans with the most cutting-edge technology, soldiers with the strongest will, and powerhouses with the most extraordinary abilities are all unable to resist this terrifying power. They can only search for a safe place in the midst of the smoke and dust, calling out to their companions in vain. .
The vibration equivalent to the simultaneous detonation of countless tons of equivalent explosives, from the depths of the plateau, hit the ground like a rotten tree. It only took a very short time to turn those hot black gravels into soft biscuits, turning the vast land into became a garbage dump.
For the army, the most terrifying thing is not the power of this vibration, but the electromagnetic interference that raged like a storm in the air and on the surface at the beginning of the earthquake.
There were several screams in the system of the four federal Harrier fighters, and then no sound was heard. The streamlined gray-black fuselage flipped helplessly in the air, turning into a Harrier after being shot, slamming its head hard. It plunged to the ground and turned into a few firelights and alloy structural fragments.
The spiral-arm troop transport that flew from the horizon in the distance, staggered and spun like a drunkard who had drunk too much in the violent visible smoke and the invisible but more violent electromagnetic wave turbulence. After crashing into the cold snowy night, and barely supporting it for a while, after all, his legs slumped and he fell into the rubbish pile in embarrassment.
There was a faint sound of an explosion, and in the black oil smoke, I didn't know how much damage the spiral-armed fighters suffered, or how many of the elite soldiers of the small-eyed special operations force on the troop transport aircraft died in a foreign land because of the earthquake.
In a deep valley on the edge of the Biki Plateau, the starry nights that used to be eerie and cloudless in the past have become gray and gray. No matter where you look, you will be the same wild, without the slightest sense of direction.
The gray-headed Xu Le couldn't bear to support his extremely tired body because of his chapped and bleeding lips, and together with Xiong Linquan, used the night vision lights to clear the number of people in the team, and counted them to the end to confirm that everyone was still alive. The two looked at each other, unable to hide the fluke and lingering fear in their eyes.
There were no buildings or giant rocks on the plateau, and the Federation's attack force was destroyed by the electromagnetic wave turbulence. Philip played an important guiding role at the most dangerous moment, but even with these few conditions, this army that survived the battle and survived the war would not be able to. Ding Lingluo's lone army was able to walk out of the earthquake zone unscathed and come to this valley. There are no other words to describe it except a miracle.
It is definitely not accurate to say that he was unharmed. All the team members had all kinds of scars on their faces. Da Vinci, who had just woken up, fell into a coma again and started to have a fever, while Dongfang Yu was struggling to climb down in an emergency. Stretcher, insisted on walking, the wound on the chest and abdomen was torn open again, and the blood was dripping with horror.
But at least everyone is still alive, even the tattered and bulky mecha that was temporarily repaired or pieced together did not collapse, and persisted into the valley.
"Without this earthquake, all of us would have to be here today."
Xiong Linquan chewed the fourth-to-last cigarette slowly and earnestly, then slowly raised his head and stared at Xu Le's ordinary face with a very serious and even a little weird look, even because it still seemed ordinary and therefore very unusual in this situation, He said in a hoarse voice, "Boss, does the Creator really favor you?"
"Don't use the word favor." Xu Le frowned and criticized.
His throat was very sore, and every word he spoke seemed to feel the blood rubbing against his vocal cords. I don't know if it was because he was breathing too much smoke, or it was because of the ash cloud that covered the sun and called the team members to report the position too many times. .
But he is very sure that today's sudden earthquake is just a small probability event, and it is not that the creator has a special favor for him. If it is necessary to say that this lucky value is dressed in a sacred coat, then it is better to say that the one on the spacecraft Philip, using his powerful computing and analytical skills, pointed out a road for the team to cross the Dead Sea. Although this road is full of thorns, flowers bloom at the end.
After being silent for a while, Xiong Linquan said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to die at my own hands. The earthquake can only help us cover up our whereabouts for a while. We are going to the Golan Heights tomorrow. I always feel that it is very dangerous there."
Xu Le replied in a more hoarse voice: "The spacecraft to pick us up must quietly avoid the federal fleet and the ground air defense network. According to calculations, the Golan Heights is the best landing place. The timing is accurate enough to get on board before the base reacts."
Thinking of the danger mentioned by Xiong Linquan, he slowly narrowed his eyes and said softly: "There is one thing you should know first, according to the calculation results, if the base finds out our whereabouts tomorrow, then they will definitely send the Strait Theater to the side. The retreating mecha troop came over and tried to kill us in one fell swoop."
"Because it's close?" Xiong Linquan asked with a frown.
"Besides that, it's because it's strong over there." Xu Le suddenly looked extremely relaxed, looked at him and said with a smile, "It's Madman Li's mecha battalion."
Hearing the three words Li Lunzi, Xiong Linquan was stunned for a while, then angrily spit out the bitter smoke residue in his mouth to the ground, glanced at Xu Le, and couldn't help shaking his head.
As one of the best officers in the Federation, Xiong Linquan is very aware of the awesome military capabilities that young officer named Li Lunzi possesses. Although the opponent is still only a colonel, he is far from a strong man who can compete with him. According to Gu Xifeng's eavesdropping According to the information received, this strait operation was all directed by this person.
He is the continuation of the glory of the Li family's military god in Philadelphia. He has the reputation of being invincible at the age of sixteen. The mottled gold star representing the number of kills has already filled Zhanxi's two strong mechanical legs. He is as famous as the imperial princess Huaicaoshi. the worldly powerhouse.
Yes, their most powerful leader once defeated each other, at least his strength is definitely not weaker than that madman, but do you want to expect the leader to drive the rubbish assembly compatible machine to fight against the most advanced MXT controlled by Li madman
Earthquake is a blessing bestowed by God, and it is a myth. If Xiong Linquan hopes that Xu Le in this state can still defeat Madman Li, and the team can escape from this desperate situation, then it is no longer a myth. but a joke.
Xu Le noticed Xiong Linquan's slight shaking of his head earlier, and knew what he was thinking, but his gentle smile remained on the corners of his dry and bleeding lips. He remembered that when he left the valley tomorrow, he might see that guy who was violent and proud. Figure, his mood became a little strange, not anxious, unusually calm.
"I know him."
Xu Le stood up, patted Xiong Linquan on the shoulder, and said, "So I can deal with him."