Chapter 38 Heavy Armor Fighting(2/2)
Speed up and attack!
The distance between [Jacques] and [Garland] quickly shortened.
My heart was beating, beating violently, beating crazily, and beating feverishly. I almost forgot how to control the body. I just excitedly pressed the accelerator, driving the body to accelerate crazily over and over again.
[Jacques] The moment I stabbed the thermal knife, I had reached the highest speed!
The distance of one kilometer returns to zero in an instant.
Soon, only [Jacques]'s plump and attractive chest was left in the field of vision, so I excitedly pushed down the joystick and inserted the compound sword into this position. I guessed that [Jacques] must have acted at the same time.
"Bang"
A huge boom penetrated the fully enclosed cockpit, almost deafening my eardrums. All the warning lights in the entire cockpit rang like crazy, and a quarter of the virtual three-dimensional model of the aircraft turned red.
, the oil pressure on the meter dropped rapidly, and most of the image turned into a shit-like color, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
But I wasn't dead yet, and I wasn't vaporized, shattered, or hemorrhaged, which are the most common problems for mecha soldiers. This moment was really touching.
"Go to hell!"
[Garand]'s compound slashing sword penetrated [Jacques]'s cockpit in one fell swoop, suppressing [Jacques] and violently dived to a low altitude!
Nearly a hundred tons of steel fell down.
"Long"
The ground seemed to be pulled over by a huge iron plow, setting off a snowstorm as high as a city wall, pulling out a dragon-like silver-white snow that was more than ten meters high and more than ten meters wide.
It flowed, knocking down two houses along the way, and did not stop until the third one was halfway destroyed.
The pickup picked up a strange sound, and the joystick suddenly bounced back and hit my hand hard. Before I could react, my whole body flew backwards and hit the snow. At this moment, it was terrifying.
The roar also stopped.
There was blood on my forehead. I wiped it hard. I looked to the right first and saw that only half of the sword hilt was left in my hand. Then I looked forward and saw a steel giant sitting on my shoulder with its head hanging down.
In front of him, the murderous red light in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a gray color that was no different from a dead person.
Most of the sword body, still exuding residual warmth, is firmly nailed to its body, more precisely like the position of the human heart.
"Ha...haha...hahaha!"
I couldn't help but laugh happily. Although the wound was painful, I still couldn't help but want to laugh.
Chapter completed!