Just when everyone thought that the ejection system of George's Shield malfunctioned, causing Augustus' escape show to fail, George Augustus had already smashed the solidified foaming gel and got out of the escape capsule.
come out.
The impact caused by bombarding the [Phantom Pain] at a speed of more than 120km/h obviously also caused considerable damage to him. If you look at it from the perspective of the cockpit, you can clearly see the blistering after the impact.
The metal shards pierced his body before the gel filled the chamber.
But even with the bleeding gurgling like this, he found the emergency valve of [Phantom Pain] very smoothly, and with the frightened pilot hurriedly undoing the master-slave operating system's fixation on the body,
Appearing before his eyes, George Augustus broke his neck without any explanation.
"Tsk..."
Augustus pressed the wound and let out an unhappy cry of pain, but instead of getting into the mecha like before, he took out a small box from the secret compartment under the cockpit, and then used the [Phantom Pain] machine
Sliding down, he took out the cling film ball that wrapped the gambler from his scrapped escape compartment, and used the drone remote control to control the drone to focus the sound collecting equipment on himself. Only then did he arrive:
"When will my body be delivered?"
【What body?】
【Who sends it?】
【Did I miss it?】
A large number of barrages filled the live broadcast room, but soon, a colorful VIP barrage popped up at the top——
[The launch missile has been prepared. Please set the launch coordinates and it is expected to arrive within three minutes.]
[Fuck, Constantine Company is ready to end?]
[Boss is confused, won’t you definitely be intercepted if you say this? 】
[Yes, yes, Ziguang must be ready to intercept the missiles! This Phantom Pain should still be able to drive, why not just grab it? 】
[Don’t be ridiculous, where did the host get the Phantom Pain body identification code? 】
[You are all superficial. Anyway, the Constantine family has a great business and does not lack those machines. They are not outstanding. The anchor makes them a lot of money. If they fail, they will make advertising money in vain...]
[Fuck, what you said makes sense...]
…
"The coordinates are just this building. If there are only two [Phantom Pain] units, it can still last for three minutes."
Augustus didn't have time to answer the audience's barrage. He watched them asking and answering each other. He turned around and got into the ruins. He casually pulled out the metal parts inserted under his ribs and opened the cockpit of The Phantom Pain.
He took out the first aid kit from inside and used a medical stapler to staple the wounds together.
The medical images that seemed to make people feel numb were as smooth as animated CG, and even made people wonder whether this George Augustus had completely lost the feeling of pain.
Feeling that the [tough guy] label was gaining a lot of [knowledge], Mr. George grinned an ugly smile, ignored those barrages saying that he was overestimating his capabilities, and climbed the damaged wall so that he could stick to the ceiling and connect with the wall.
In the corner, to put it simply, it is a cicada-style wall facing outward.
[Laughing, you can’t avoid infrared scanning by hiding like this, right? 】
[And this is a live broadcast, the people from Ziguang have already discovered you. 】
[Not to mention Ziguang, judging from the surveillance in the city, people from other houses have also begun to rush over there. 】
[Fuck, aren’t you afraid that the host will turn off the live broadcast? 】
…
Looking at the barrage flashing before his eyes, Augustus had no intention of stopping the live broadcast. On the contrary, he wanted to attract the two Phantom Pains to come to him.
The target gambler was now in his hands, and it was still unprotected and tied with two strips of cloth. Without mecha protection, this group of people would never dare to attack with powerful artillery.
This is the so-called weapon that avoids rats.
As for what happens if there are 250 people who open fire directly...
Open your mouth and close your eyes to find out!
However, it turned out that there were not two hundred and fifty soldiers who were paid to fight. The two Phantom Pain mechas quickly stopped near the ruins. Although according to normal logic, they should wait for their companions to arrive at this time, but considering that the man inside was driving the mecha,
It was so brutal that the two pilots decided to kill him first before the machine could be delivered.
With this idea in mind, the two machines reached out and pressed where the emergency valve was, and entered the ruins with an action that looked like a salute.
[Oops, the host’s can-opening skills have been blocked!]
[Speaking of which, is it necessary to guard against this in normal combat? 】
[Ask the people who have had their cans opened before if it’s necessary!]
[Both of them were the first to suffer the impact before. Under normal circumstances, avoiding opening cans is just like swatting mosquitoes. Even if you can’t swat them, you can still drive them away, right? 】
…
As one barrage after another informed George, he slowly adjusted his breathing and put his hands into his bulging pockets.
George was in a very awkward state at this time, but no one doubted whether he could still perform any tricks.
In the live broadcast room, in order to increase the ratings (Gonghuo), the platform deliberately placed a countdown in the upper left corner of the main screen. As the one hundred and eighty seconds passed in the blink of an eye, one-third of the time had passed, and the two Phantom Pains
We finally reached a location where we could see the outline of a humanoid figure in the infrared sensor radar.
"There are still two minutes left, how can we delay it?"
This question emerged in everyone's mind at the same time. Both the commentators and the audience were thinking about this question. Even the pilots of the two Phantom Pains were thinking about how this man could escape from this situation.
"Damn it, I should have brought two capture net bombs if I had known earlier!" A driver complained softly, but he took the first step, while his teammates kept a distance of about five meters, which ensured that they could be fired at any time.
The cover also prevented the two of them from stepping into the trap together.
"What can be packed in a pair of suit pants? It's just grenades or foaming gel. I've even turned on the anti-jamming system. I'm not afraid of you throwing graphite bombs!" said the driver walking in front.
Cheering himself up while controlling the machine, ten seconds passed. There was only a wall between him and Augustus, and he had no intention of walking over. Instead, he directly raised his fist and faced it,
He punched only as far as the waist.
only……
"Wave!"
A very strange sound suddenly sounded, and among the broken building debris, a colorful sphere about two meters in diameter was also reflected in the camera.
This is……
"Buffer ball? Why is this guy wearing something like this?" The driver's face turned dark. It was obvious that the impact of the punch that shattered the wall before hit the ball!
The colorful ball did not fly very far in the air before it broke with a snap, but it had already achieved the function of buffering the force of the punch. As George Augustus grabbed the wall with a hook, and turned over dexterously, the man and the mecha
The distance was further extended by several meters again.
Although in theory, even a long-outdated third-generation mecha can cross a distance of five meters with just a tap of the toes, but the nine-meter-tall machine encountered obvious obstacles in this semi-ruined building.
obstacle.
The metal behemoth waved its arms and broke off a piece of the floor. Under the calibration of the fire control system, it threw it towards the dexterous fly-like guy. But then, a rapidly inflating cushion ball appeared again in Ogu.
Between the room and the floor...
[Oh, it’s the buffer ball again, wait, the anchor seems to be singing? Sound collector, sound collector! 】