Even if a cannon dropped at 5 times the speed of sound does not explode, its kinetic energy is enough to create a crater on the ground.
The man-made crater lay in front of Roland. It was overturned by the shock wave and the storm, and he was almost crushed to death by rocks and soil, but he no longer had the leisure to complain.
"dumb?"
Holding his head and looking at the motionless white spindle, Roland muttered softly.
Azdahaka in the sky was also staring at the unexploded one. Although he was furious, he still had reason. He was very clear about the power of the mass decomposition explosion. If the cannon was equipped with a delayed fuse, he would be stupid.
If the ground continues to stay in place, or launches a strategic attack detonating cannon, and ends up being involved, it would be very uneconomical.
Temporarily stopping chanting the incantation, the three-headed demonic dragon carefully raised its height and at the same time deployed its "mobile fortress" to prevent the remnants of the explosion from spreading and itself.
Caution, prudentness, any prudent person would adopt this approach. As everyone knows, it was this prudentness that made Azdahaka miss the victory.
With a bang, the shell of the cannon spurted out a burst of steam and opened outwards. Roland, who thought an explosion was imminent, closed his eyes and did not dare to exhale the breath he held in his chest, waiting quietly for the visit of the God of Death.
Three long seconds passed, and the explosion and death still did not come. Urged by survival instinct and uneasiness about the unknown, he slowly raised his head and looked at the "stinky" who had arrived 17 minutes earlier.[
"This is……"
Seeing the true face of the cannon, Roland couldn't help but take a breath.
After removing the smooth outer shell, the exposed contents are not explosives, detonators or critical state crystals. Inside is a complex stress-bearing frame carefully calculated after fully considering the requirements for earthquake resistance and collision resistance. It shines like a plate.
Silver's spider lair.
In the center of the lair, a white metal humanoid hangs.
Just like the human body, it has limbs and legs. There are very avant-garde translucent green shading glasses at the position equivalent to the eyes, and there is a raised horn on the forehead——
"msx-0?"
Roland read the number engraved on the forehead of the machine and stared at the armor-like object fixed in the frame. He could vaguely distinguish the gaps between the armor plates, and patterns similar to magic circuits appeared under the surface of the white machine - there is no doubt that this is
MS, the standard weapon of the Alfheim Defense Force. Even elves with low sensitivity to mana can wear it. It can go to heaven and sea. Fight enemies that use traditional weapons and tactics several times. It is a dreamlike magic-enhanced service.
.
The aircraft in front of me is completely different from the trainer type that Roland wore in the military academy and those officially adopted by the Defense Force. The shape is more avant-garde, the lines are smoother, and the overall atmosphere is more beautiful. But at the same time, it also reveals a sense of style that is different from other models.
, the weapon has a unique cold air.
Is it a new model?
With the conclusion he had guessed, Roland slid down the slope into the pit. Although he didn't know why a white unicorn mobile phone fell from the sky, his intuition told him that it was probably caused by his enigmatic and scheming adoptive father.
Handwriting.
(What on earth is that guy planning? Disposing of waste? Or sending a mobile suit like this to act as an emergency escape boat?)
There was a wave of resistance to the murderous weapon in his heart, but the remaining time did not allow Roland to play tricks. He quickly rushed into the center of the deep pit that was still steaming, and pressed against the white solitude.
The stool on Ms. Jiao's chest immediately came into view.
When he saw the portrait of the three-headed black man on the raft, the long-awaited unlucky feeling immediately crawled up the young man's sensitive nerves, running from the tips all the way up to the brain.
After swallowing, Roland began to read the text on the pad.
"Brunhil calls you to go home for dinner and come back early after cleaning up."[
"If you're a man, just do something quickly. It's no problem. You can do it."
"It's just a flying lizard with three heads. Let's see if you use 'unorn' to get him."
"Unicorns are not just good-looking."
"Don't be shy, just accept this love frankly."
…
The hand holding the piece of paper trembled non-stop, and the corners of the boy's mouth lifted up little by little, eventually turning into a weird smile typical of a person who has given up on himself after being played badly.
"You just want to say your lines! Asshole! Why don't you say 'The port side curtain is too thin, what are you doing'?! What kind of care? Give me a million deaths, vomiting stomach blood and apologize to the fathers who care about their children all over the world."
!!Wait until I go back and replace all the flowers in your room and office with chrysanthemums and sunflowers!!!"
The young man roared at the sky and waved the raft vigorously in the air.
Swearing won't improve the situation, and complaining won't hurt Li Lin in the slightest. Even if he doesn't want to do anything, Roland has only one choice.
The visor lights up with a faint green halo, and on the translucent curved surface, elven characters that are almost extinct from the human world emerge. The chest armor appears on the block unlocked by the system, and the red line in the center outlines the palm.
contour.
"Waiting for exclusive master certification, please enter biological information and login name——"
The meticulous and neat writing, using honorifics like "please", can still smell the toughness that cannot be resisted and cannot be diverted from this aircraft - for Roland, it is the worst.
"Waiting for exclusive master certification, please enter biological information and login name——"
Without any boredom and no intention of understanding Roland's mood, the mechanical inquiry flashed again. The giant shadow that had risen to the sky was continuously enlarging, and the furious roars drifted into the ears along the strong wind. Obviously, Azdahaka also
We have discovered the clues and plan to get rid of Roland before he launches a counterattack.
Is there no way back yet——
He clenched his fists and then released them again, betraying his fear and disgust towards weapons, the boy and his peaceful posture pressed his palms on the chest of the white MS.
"Accept the certification request, individual identification name 'Roland Dalke'!"
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"It's finally begun."
In the dark room with the curtains drawn, the black-haired boy raised the wine glass in his hand and said to himself, while the elf girl beside him put her hand on her chest.
Various pictures of distant islands appeared in the sky, and what they paid most attention to was the young man in the center of the picture and the latest prototype machine.
"That is tailor-made for you. Although it is a trial machine, the parts have been fully run-in and the configuration has been adjusted to the best state for your compatibility."
The smell of alcohol spewed from his mouth, and the face above the lips completely sank into darkness. Under the dim light, the ever-changing lips continued to speak.
"It was originally a weapon that should be used by you. Now it has been slightly strengthened and given additional support before being handed back to you... Even so, you will forgive it and show your possibilities, right?"
As the angle changed, the red pupils of Roland's eyes shrank slightly - by a thousandth of a millimeter, and then returned to ruby-like tranquility in the next moment.
Watching the colorful red light gradually overflowing from the picture, Li Lin took a sip of a century-old wine. (To be continued...)
ps: Well, you guys might as well guess the origin of the memes on Li Lin’s boat, hint: the counterattacking duck.
My girlfriend called me just now, complaining that the bed was too cold. Oh~~~ What should I do? Although it’s a little late, I really think I should warm the bed... Dear friends, this is human nature, don’t say anything. "After reading this
Afterwards, there will be more gasoline in my hand.” Our relationship is still in the pure development stage, and there is still a lot of room for expansion.