On board
The main power transformation energy module was penetrated by a single blow, and the limit of this transforming mecha was reached. Both the mecha and the operator inside it completely lost the ability to move.
The various modules and parts in the cabin were making sharp noises and flashing wildly to remind him of the dangerous situation. He was also turned upside down in the cabin as the mecha fell.
Angel had no desire to struggle, and seemed ready to die along with the mecha beneath him.
In this final moment, Angel didn't think about anything. He just looked through the only undamaged window at the enemy who defeated him.
This is my final, final defeat. I failed... I failed after all.
But this feels good, it's an unexpectedly good ending. He thought it would be worse, but it's not bad at the moment...
A soldier should have died on the battlefield, even if it was a little late, it was no less tragic.
But... I can't help but say that the young are really to be feared, between the old and dying wolf general and the young and vigorous wolf king, the latter is still stronger.
Fortunately, the opponent was strong enough, otherwise his end would not have been so good. He also had to thank this junior for fulfilling his wish, even though the other party was unaware of it.
As for the rebels who were full of worries and were willing to expose themselves and arrange for people to kill him, they were not within his consideration. Although Angel joined the rebels, it was not out of personal desire and ambition, nor was he like some people who had some unrealistic expectations of establishing a new order, let alone emotions and a sense of belonging. Otherwise, he would not have never done anything for the organization in the decades since he joined...
In the final analysis, both parties are just using each other to achieve their own goals.
It's just that the other party's means were a little too dirty, which made his last journey a lot of trouble. So don't blame him for being unkind and leaving a little "little gift" for the other party - he could have left it. But who told them that they had no sense of contract at all, and they had to come up and mess up after they were married, making him unable to rest in peace for the last "performance" he rehearsed for himself.
Oh, forget it. There’s no point in saying so much. They have already found this place.
Angel finally looked at the mech across from him, at the enemy sitting inside it that he would probably never see again. The sunlight shone through from above onto the mech, revealing a unique cold sheen of metal, but Angel thought it was very beautiful... It really had always been this beautiful.
His fate was not good. He had never walked a safe path in his life. He always stumbled and never got what he wanted. The only thing that comforted him along the way was probably those mechanical and lifeless mechas. It was his incompetence that he could not make it to the battlefield. I wonder if this is considered a kind of
He brought this outcome upon himself and deserved it, but he got what he deserved and probably no one can understand this.
Until the skylight faded and the huge outline moved farther and farther away from him, Angel's consciousness gradually became blurred, and finally he slowly closed his eyes.
This was probably the most relaxed and peaceful moment in his life.
So quiet—
———————
This was a grand farewell ceremony, in which the planner announced to the world in an extremely obscure way the final voice from the bottom of his heart.
However, for Jiang Hui and Clarence who were still running around on the field, this storm was far from being dealt with, and a new series of storms emerged.
If Jiang Hui could look at the situation from a third-party perspective, he would probably sigh, "People's joys and sorrows are not the same," because they really are not the same.
For Angel, this was a long-planned relief; for those who died tragically, it was an end they would never see; for the thousands of families affected, it was an irreparable tragedy; and for Jiang Hui and Clarence, it was a disaster that almost cost them their lives.
After finding a place to make some adjustments, the two men did not dare to delay too long. Seeing that the chaos seemed to be coming here again, they immediately set off in another direction.
In fact, the two of them really didn't have any methods or plans. Because in the face of such an absolute disaster, the so-called plans and intelligence really didn't work at all. No matter how smart Jiang Hui and Clarence were in their daily lives, they were essentially just two ordinary teenagers.
They had already exhausted all their strength just trying to avoid all the deadly threats in this field and save their own lives.
It was actually quite dangerous for them to run around the field like this, but it was equally dangerous to stay in one place, because even if you didn't move, you could still be in danger of getting into trouble. The "episodes" they encountered a few times before were good examples.
The best way is naturally to escape from the source of danger and find an exit, but if they could really find an exit, why would the two of them wait until now
I don't know if it was intentional, but many of the exits were destroyed. The first one was destroyed right in front of them, and the other two were flattened even from a distance. One of the exits was even more terrifying, with a circle of victims piled up around it, and the ground was covered in blood, which was unbearable to look at.
After failing to find three exits in a row, the two gave up the idea of leaving on their own.
So the two of them could only "walk around" carefully in the venue, one carrying the person on his back while the other endured the pain.
Of course, they had encountered people in the same situation before. After all, it was impossible that they were the only two who were so unlucky. Because of the destruction of the exit passage, a group of people were forced to stay on the scene.
They also dodged and fled like Jiang Hui and the others, fearing that they would become cannon fodder in the battle between the two sides. In this war zone where cold and hot weapons alternated, they, a group of unarmed people, had no power to fight at all.
Therefore, even if the suffering people met each other on the road, they could only look at each other in silence, then turn away and escape on their own.
Clarence's condition was getting worse. Although he said nothing and still took on his share of responsibility for vigilance, how could Jiang Hui, who was always carrying his back to him, not feel his companion's increasingly weak breath
This couldn't go on any longer, especially for Clarence. The opponent was too weak, and even if he didn't have to run for a minute and a half, for a wounded person who was losing a lot of blood and energy, the passage of time itself was a loss of his essence.
Jiang Hui couldn't delay the passage of time, nor could she get him the treatment he deserved, let alone influence the end of the battle. She couldn't do anything about how to delay Clarence's injury, and the only thing she could do was probably to reduce the opponent's mental loss.
I can't run anymore. I have to find a relatively safe place to rest.