Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 474 473. This is the difference in quality.

There is a saying that goes, "Ignorance is bliss."

To certain groups that have long been lingering in the desert, Cypher is the epitome of fearlessness. He even suggested something as outrageous as a one-on-one or group fight...

The other party chose to take them all.

The so-called 15-kilometer safety circle is not safe at all. What if the main forces of both sides are 30 kilometers apart? When the battle starts, they can advance without either side noticing.

Then, after he had almost beaten the new young man, he sent the ambushers out to teach him a lesson: there are no rules in the desert.

The man who was provoked slowly stopped driving his own machine before reaching his destination and walked onto the sand dunes.

Then he saw that the machine, which seemed to be wearing a light silver crown under the two bright moonlights, was facing this side indifferently.

Even the machine's arms could easily wrap around its shoulders, showing no sign of caring about its arrival.

"Are you here, challenger? Whoever you are, I suggest you surrender now and become my dog."

The voice in the communication was equally arrogant, even arrogant, but the man sitting in the body did not feel angry at all, because it was normal for young people to be a little arrogant.

His bipedal body stood still, emitting cooling air while entering a combat-ready stance. The armor began to close and lock to prevent it from falling off when hit.

"Where did this wild dog come from? It's barking so loudly. Has it never had milk?"

To this, Cypher's answer was simple. His robot's hand rotated and he raised his middle finger: "It's better than a bastard who has never tasted milk."

"Ha ha--"

The opponent immediately rushed up. After all, no matter how ruthless a guy is in talking, he might be trash in actual fighting!
Seifer picked up the spear whose tip could condense hot energy, almost equivalent to the tip of an energy spear, and pounced down from a high place. It only took a moment for both sides to go from still to moving.

Flames gushed out of the shoulder-mounted magazine of the Centaur-shaped body, and rockets that were small compared to the body immediately swarmed out.

The close-range locked rockets seemed densely packed and the number was ridiculously large, but the opponent clearly had considerable experience with this type of live-fire weapon.

The two-legged machine soared and jumped lightly, and with two consecutive jumps that seemed like sharp-angle transfers, it shook the missile away.

The opponent's shoulder mount was equally outrageous, and the gushing laser beams suddenly split in mid-air and then converged from all directions.

As the four-legged machine dodged and jumped quickly, the sand on the ground seemed to be activated, and large patches of it lit up with a deep blue glow.

On the originally dark desert ruins, blocks of blue light suddenly lit up one after another. When the two sides were entangled but not close to each other, it was as if they were painting on the ground.

Using the machine, using one's own life, and... a sophisticated concept of combat.

A rotor drone slowly passed over their heads, transmitting the video to the rear.

It observed further away, those mobile outposts that were being surrounded, moving around the sand dunes at extremely low speeds.

This move was within Cipher's expectations, and to be honest, it wasn't surprising... But the fight was still going on, wasn't he afraid of being exposed to friendly fire?

The thoughts in the mind do not affect the fight in reality. After the initial test between the two sides, Cypher immediately pushed forward on all fours. The tremendous power allowed the body to rush towards the enemy he had locked on with irresistible momentum.

The opponent also tried to dodge with all his strength, but he didn't expect that the thrust of his heavy legs was completely inferior to that of this strange machine - in just a moment, Cypher was on top of him.

The spear thrust forward, but at the last moment, the opponent used a short, sharp burst of fire from the nozzle, successfully avoiding the thrust. Although the sparks from the collision stripped away a piece of armor, avoiding a vital point meant that the fight could continue... The enemy reacted instantly, the light blade in his hand igniting.

The light came whistling like a crescent moon, but there was nothing in its path, because before the arm could chop, the Centaur's front legs kicked the opponent and moved away at the same time.

The glow was fleeting, and the moment the opponent's body stiffened, something was suddenly taken out from the arm of the Centaur body that was not holding a weapon.

What is that? This thought only stayed in his mind for less than half a second before his opponent reacted immediately, and at the moment when the blade's swing ended and the body needed to recover, he reversed the thrusters.

All the nozzles on the front of his machine exerted force at the same time, causing his opponent to retreat a distance at the cost of becoming dizzy. It was this distance that almost caused him to die on the spot.

At the moment of retreat, a 'long spike' suddenly shot out with a deafening roar, as if it was about to explode in the hand of the four-legged machine, and almost pierced the opponent's cockpit.

"You bastard—"

"Don't bark, you won't die."

The two exchanged blows and entered the ruined ruins at high speed. In just a moment, they fought several rounds.

What a wonderful battle! If you have the dynamic vision of an independent mercenary, you will definitely be able to see such wonderful maneuvers and intrigues.

Every shot fired and every movement of the machine is intended to reveal a flaw or to let the enemy relax. As long as one party is fooled, they will immediately be attacked like a storm!

The world of independent mercenaries is so cruel. Even because the machines are not as invincible as rumored, even celebrities will end up exploding if hit by high-yield firepower.

After several exchanges, it was clear that Cypher had the upper hand, because his body... possessed incredible anti-gravity operations. For him, as long as he was not operating in an open area, every possible fulcrum could be used to launch an attack.

The four legs were stable enough to allow weapons on the weapon racks to be used easily while moving. By the time both sides accidentally caused a piece of wreckage to collapse, the opponent's arm had already been stabbed off by Seifer.

His weapon mount was taken away as well, and the performance of the machine immediately dropped. The flashing fire made the opponent very angry... but there was nothing he could do.

This is the battle of mercenaries. If you can't win, be prepared to eat shit.

So he immediately implemented the backup plan.

As Cypher approached, he suddenly turned around, revealing the huge gap behind him, and even opened the radiator grille completely without any hesitation.

The core engine was burning fiercely, and all the power was used to sprint in the reverse direction, that is, to escape. Just based on this obsession, Sefer would look up to him.

Then he tried to persuade her to stay: "Fellow Daoist, please stay. It's a beautiful night. Why would you run away?"

The man ignored it and just kept sprinting. However, after sprinting for a while, and even climbing up the sand dune in an instant, he heard the communication sound again.

No, it's not a communication...it's a sound coming from outside the body!
The machine's head turned slightly, and a strange four-legged machine was seen following lightly beside it. Its four long legs stepped on the sand as if it was jumping, as if the machine was not under any force.

"What kind of monster are you?!" The opponent was so frightened that he even forgot for a moment that he had already given the order to prepare artillery fire.

Seifer shook his head slightly and said calmly, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is...why don't you take a look at your ambush area?"

Looking around, the desert where the battle was supposed to be pitch black, with only a hint of blue light at most, was suddenly lit up with layers of light and columns of smoke rising into the sky.

That was the area where the armored unit had been ambushed. This guy—

(End of this chapter)