As piccino slowly looked up, the memory of not long ago quickly flashed through his mind, making his dull nerves tremble.

After getting up, he slowly glanced at the giant in front of him, from ankle to knee, from knee to abdominal thigh, to pipeline and breastplate, to the head hidden in the shadow.

What he cares about most is that the other party's shoulder armor is covered with a wet face. The green on it shows that it once belonged to a green skin, and looking at the crisscross scars, it should still be a big guy who has experienced many battles

When piccino slowly saw each other's head, he wished he hadn't seen it.

When the green skin looked up at the Star Warrior, the Star Warrior also looked down at Piceno. The giant was wearing a round helmet with bronze relief on both sides. The front was a white skull, and both sides of the helmet were connected with breathing pipelines.

In the light of the fire, the silver gray armor emitted a strange luster, and the eyepiece in the center of the helmet glittered red, like a red charcoal fire in the dark, full of hatred and cruelty.

Piccino's hands began to tremble. He tried to pull out the pistol at his waist, but his hands trembled so much that the weapon fell to the ground as soon as it was out of its sheath.

"You, you -"

In the boundless sense of oppression, he retreated step by step in despair, but behind him was the edge of the ruins.

The mechanic knew he was trapped. He only had a chance to jump from a gap in one side of the railing - it was nearly ten meters high from the ground.

But even if he jumped from upstairs, his survival rate was higher than that of staying here with the monster - instinct told him that even if he fell to death, it would be a fast and painless process, far better than being tortured to death by the guy in front of him.

The giant stretched out his hand to catch him, but piccino was very flexible and jumped down before the star soldiers caught him.

"Hum!"

The mechanic looked at the road getting closer and closer to himself, and the memory of the past appeared in his mind like a lantern - he felt a little sense of achievement that he didn't die in the hands of this monster.

The impact of jumping from a five story high position will be fatal and short-lived. For a green man, it does not completely mean death. He has a high probability of surviving and then running away immediately.

Before falling, piccino comforted himself that he didn't have to die.

But he didn't notice that the other party had disappeared in place before he jumped off the building.

So where's the Star Warrior?

He stood at the bottom of the building, waiting for the mechanic to land, just like a child ready to catch a toy thrown from a height.

A few seconds later, he grabbed the falling mechanic's arm and raised him to his face.

Inside his helmet, the midnight Lord's mouth cracked with a big smile.

"No!"

Piccino shouted in despair and tried to struggle, but it was meaningless.

"You're not dead yet."

The starfighter paused.

"Not yet..."

His voice was filled with hunger, thirst and madness, and his next behavior was more than his words.

"Talos, come back and assemble as soon as you completely destroy the target."

Soshyan said in the communication:

"We don't have so much time to waste here. Besides, throw away the bloody green skin on your shoulder armor! I don't want to invite judges or other trouble!"

Just then, an enemy appeared from the burning ruins. It was a big beast, as tall as a star warrior, which was easy to find.

In the strong wind, it wore ragged armor, exposed its strong green muscles and roared provocatively.

"End of communication."

Soshyan growled, raised his storm blaster and shot the beast in the face.

The green head burst like a sprayer.

Behind it, its men roared, and soshyan had launched a charge.

Several rough bullets were bounced off by his armor, and only a few flashes of light were rubbed out. Then he rushed into the green pile, and Shengyan sword began to roar - burning the sky as a sacred thing of the Legion is not suitable to appear on the battlefield often.

With one sword, he unloaded a green skin with his head and shoulders. With the second sword, he cut off an axe made of scrap iron and the arm holding the axe.

An orc raised his axe and slammed at his shoulder armor. He shot down some fragments on the ceramic steel armor. In return, he opened the guy with his sword and watched the alien viscera spray all over the ground with a satisfied growl.

At this time, other combat brothers also joined the battle. The explosive gun sounded like thunder, and the muzzle flame of the weapon glittered with dazzling light, illuminating the surroundings.

Soon after, the ground was full of corpses and rotten meat, and the puddles formed by abnormal blood quickly boiled under the high temperature.

"OK, OK, I see."

With a bloody face on his waist, Talos started his jumping backpack and jumped out of the gantry.

As he crossed the sky, Mars passed by him, and the automatic senses superimposed his field of vision and flight trajectory, as well as the wireframe mapping of the bridge structure.

It took him a while to cross the fiery battlefield, and the strong wind tried to push him off the path before his boots touched another support rod.

He stood on a protruding cylindrical censer under the bridge, ignored the strong wind roaring around him, calmly calculated the data of his next jump, and then started the nozzle of his jump backpack again.

While he was flying in the air, he heard the noise in the communication channel.

Soshyan is fighting another wave of green skin. This should be the last wave of green skin. Now what he has to do is completely destroy the green skin's arsenal - most of the things in it can't be used by humans, but it's guaranteed that the green skin will come back after they leave.

Talos jumped down from the height, circled the concrete bridge deck and entered the shadow.

There, huge gantry, beams and cables crisscross, supporting the warehouse of the factory.

He gently landed on a long and wide beam, stopped and looked for the perfect place to place the ion bomb.

Because there are shadows all around, Talos can only see part of the situation at present. The automatic senses on his helmet are now his eyes.

Bang!

Suddenly, Talos's thinking was interrupted by a bullet from the beam on his left.

Then another bullet passed by his helmet, and then a hail of bullets surrounded him.

Following the instinctive response brought by his training, Talos started his jumping backpack and made a distorted avoidance jump to avoid danger.

He jumped into a two beam bunker, then turned off the engine and fell like a stone.

He fell a few meters and grabbed the edge of a lower platform at the moment of passing.

Now he dived into the shadow again and waited, his two hearts beating steadily.

More shots rang out, but eventually disappeared, because his enemies couldn't find him