Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 432 431. How could a worthy opponent be so fragile...

Cypher had been fighting with someone for a long time, and the body of his machine was covered with charred spots, tears, or impact marks caused by ricochets, and the original paint had become a mess.

The integrity of the machine body is well preserved, because every time it faces rockets or some artillery or gunfire, he will try his best to adjust the angle to make it jump.

It's just that the heat sink has consumed a lot. After such a short period of high-intensity combat, more than half of the reserve heat sink has been used up, so he is now trying to dissipate heat normally and trying hard not to pop out the heat sink fins that have begun to show signs of melting.

The opponent did not give him a chance to rest. With its light feet and light body, the whole machine looked extremely thin.

His agility... Let's put it this way, no matter if Cypher drives a quadruped, a tank-legged vehicle, or even a heavy bipedal vehicle, he can't outrun him.

The problem lies in this "but always".

The special tracks Cypher uses are so high that it looks like the mecha is in a wheelchair, but this wheelchair has speeds exceeding those of two legs! It has the same stability as four legs, and...

The carrying capacity of a tank is what makes up this unscientific structure and the diversity of weapons it carries.

The 'Six Samurai' obviously knew that the cannon on his shoulder was very dangerous, so he always stayed on the edge of the maximum lethality of the pistol, and occasionally fired the shotguns in his hands, which even had some benefits at the beginning.

Occasionally, Cypher's machine would be hit by a spray and stop moving. Whenever this happened, Miss Nana would scream "Waaaaaa" as if she was frightened.

"Don't scream or be afraid. This machine is quite sturdy. It won't collapse just after a few bumps."

Cypher drove it steadily, and the two of them passed through some irregular ruins... However, the close-range howitzer on Cypher's shoulder, which had been folded up, was difficult to lock onto.

Light units can actually run and fly, and are incredibly flexible.

However, Miss Nana wasn't simply frightened... Strictly speaking, she was kneeling now. Although her body was padded, it felt like she was riding a motorcycle...

All the previous bombings and attacks were deflected, and not much impact was transmitted to the body. Coupled with the black technology buffering and damping of Cypher's spare body, she actually felt okay.

Now, the machine was being bombarded by shotgun shells one after another, and it would occasionally stagger. Cypher's movements were even more wild than before. Previously, his body weight would only occasionally fall on his lower body, but now it was swaying back and forth...

In short, every time Miss Nana experienced an unprecedented feeling, as if there was some kind of low-frequency electric current running around in her body, making her want to scream out loud.

Since she was being a bit noisy, Seifer tried to soothe her, "Don't be afraid. He may look powerful, but he's just a glass cannon."

"Anyway, for your physical and mental health, I can only let you see with your eyes now, okay?"

Miss Nana half-closed her eyes and nodded dazedly... then only her eyes could see outside.

Even the front was the only thing in front of her, but that didn't matter, because the strange feeling that followed, which she had never experienced before, made her restrained limbs subconsciously want to dance...

But she couldn't do it because she was restrained in this metal body and couldn't even clamp her legs together to offer a slight resistance.

Cypher, who was fighting, didn't care about all this. His mind was completely focused on the conflict. The opponent's body was indeed very agile, but Cypher still had an advantage.

That means the armor is thick enough, so a mere shotgun impact will be no problem as long as it doesn't hit the vital joints.

In a flash, the roar of metal and fire continued. With the roar of heavy hail, the enemy finally seized the window where Cypher was knocked off balance and suddenly rushed over from the side.

The two slingshots in his hands switched instantly, and what fell into his hands were... two particle daggers?

In the blink of an eye, this machine immediately showed a completely different feature from the normal machines we see - the beams of light ejected by the two particle daggers were very short, so the opponent needed to act more quickly.

The custom-made arm of the mobile suit had a lower load-bearing capacity than a normal arm, but in exchange, it provided greater flexibility. The two daggers swung across, instantly detaching Cypher's left arm as he struggled to turn. The howitzer fired at close range, exploding between the two men, the blast wind and metal debris instantly inflicting new damage to both mobile suits.

He didn't expect that the 'Red Crossbow' could actually fight back at this time. When he subconsciously prepared to retreat, he saw the shoulder cannon deployed.

"Trying to hit me with this attack?"

As soon as these words came out, two completely melted cooling fins filled with molten metal spurted out from behind the Cypher body.

Amid the sound of "bang bang bang" from the pistol, Cypher, who deliberately exposed his side flaw, finally hit the opponent's foot joint with his pistol!

You didn’t expect that, right? The key point is that your legs and the thrusters on your legs are broken!

The two sides separated again the moment they came into contact, with about four minutes left.

"I'm not trying to defeat you... You never play ranked matches in the mercenary system. Which company trained you to be a corporate mercenary?"

"I'm self-taught, and I don't have much time. Do you know what that means?" Seifer asked this question, then the tracks turned and he took off.

He suddenly accelerated towards the control center, and the other party immediately understood what Cypher meant... Between mission failure and success, he chose to catch up first.

The light legs can catch up to the tracks - but after catching up, what do they do? Continue to bombard them with heavy spray?
With both sides moving at this speed, heavy spraying can only paint Cypher at best. Even though he has lost an arm, the remaining weapon is still somewhat dangerous...

Especially since my foot was injured, my maximum power and flexibility have decreased.

Before he could finish his assessment, Sefna's rush towards the control center suddenly stopped, and the tracks continued to move forward in the opposite direction without even turning.

"You've never seen the dragging knife trick, right—"

The external communication rushed forward together with the machine. The machine, which was covered with charred marks and even had a broken hand, was filled with an indomitable momentum and collided head-on with the machine of the "Six Samurai"!

Bang!
There was a creaking sound of twisting metal, and the Six Warriors' minds went blank. They felt that all the energy and blood in their bodies were congested somewhere, and their bodies were almost crushed at that moment.

He thought that his opponent should be the same!
However, in the protective layer of Sefer's body, Miss Nana twitched slightly and temporarily fainted.

But as a pure machine body, Seifer didn't care about the G-force. The moment the machine body collided, he abandoned the pistol and switched to the "long spike" in his right hand.

Then, just like countless times before, he clenched his fist, swung it slightly backward, and then punched!

The mechanical arm perfectly executed every movement without getting stuck, and finally the spikes that had accumulated power slammed into the opponent's body, easily breaking a part of the already fragile core.

As Cypher attacked again, the machine instantly flew backwards and fell to the ground.

"But...damn guy, are you really a human being——"

He was answered with a cannonball manufactured by the Technical Department, which, when deployed, was equivalent to a giant cannon used in a fortress siege. It instantly blew him into a piece of rubble that never needed to speak again.

You have to cut the grass at its roots to prevent such an opponent from suddenly popping up again at any time. Sefer doesn't like fighting, but he certainly doesn't like people chasing him to fight.

There were still two minutes left... but that was more than enough.

(End of this chapter)