Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 519 518. Why are some people so easily defeated?

Directed targeting system interference is useful, or rather, too useful.

Any targeted machine would be killed silently, either crashing into it with great momentum or falling asleep immediately, ensuring the best sleep quality.

When most of the things that rushed in were destroyed, the door of the hangar opened. After Cypher's body was dispatched, the door quickly closed again.

Although the enemy's firepower had little effect on the vehicle body, there were people in the car, and they could not withstand these bullets or even explosive warheads.

Before the vehicle was penetrated, Sefer didn't want any of his crew members to be killed.

The tracks of the machine body rolled back, quickly overtaking the vehicle body that was still moving, and embarked on a route different from the vehicle's forward route.

After he set up the additional weapon mounts and the subsequent communication channel, he reminded, "Afu, I'll be reaching the maximum range in about two minutes. Are you ready?"

"...Don't waste your time, mercenary. They're already on their way. Be prepared to provide the final guidance."

As he spoke, a new display panel appeared in front of Cypher's eyes, with two different numbers of missiles followed by the number X10.

There are a total of twenty missiles, and it takes about three to five seconds from guidance to arrival...

To be honest, it's completely sufficient.

The so-called "already on the way" is easy to understand. The previous skids could carry things of such an outrageous weight as the body of the aircraft, and carrying a weapon rack was no problem.

Once the skids reach their maximum carrying distance, the missiles will be activated and swarm out of the magazines... and then continue to rush towards the battlefield at cruising speed.

Seen from the air, the huge vehicle was taking advantage of the night to continue clearing out the enemies that were still pouring in like a giant hedgehog, but it had already begun to turn and move in the direction that the front of the vehicle had previously faced at an angle of about 40 degrees.

The machine, like a small toy, moved straight towards the enemy's defense line - this was clearly a life-threatening act.

Because the machines that rushed over before had proved that if it was not a surprise attack but a head-on charge, they would be nothing more than a big target in front of the fully active mobile stronghold.

No matter how you can dodge... the fire channel is not fake, can you dodge from the left side of the vehicle to the right side in one second?

However, Cypher didn't need to dodge much. As a single unit, he was relatively undetectable. The rocky ground where only the flares were suspended, and the sand without any energy reaction wouldn't reveal his trajectory...

So in just two minutes, he, as a single machine, reached the group of machines that had finally adjusted their formation and were preparing to advance towards the front line.

...How should I put it? If Cypher had a heart now, his heart rate would probably be over 140 or even 150.

How do I describe the feeling of facing a large number of mobile bases with only one machine of my own... It's like a jeep bravely facing the enemy's armored march.

But Sefer was just a robot now, so he didn't need to worry about this problem at all. After waiting for a while, he saw other mercenaries bravely rushing towards him, so he turned on the thrusters to full power without hesitation.

Like an arrow, Cypher rushed forward without hesitation, suddenly jumping to the side and dodging a dazzling beam sniper.

"Red crossbow arrow—"

There was also the familiar, exasperated shouting.

Seifer ignored the sound and continued forward as if it didn't exist, and the mobile bases that were slowly moving towards him aimed and locked onto his direction without hesitation.

You can see that the guns and cannons have already opened fire. When the shells fired from the side are landed, they will probably shatter and overturn all the rocks in the area.

But before they landed, Cypher had already reached the end of the pre-aimed area—that was what the systems hadn't predicted: this mech's extreme speed could even rival some of the speed-conscious bipedal mechs. The same thing happened with the sniper, who struggled to catch up while also having to be wary of artillery fire from their own side. Both sides dodged and maneuvered in this rain of flames.

After a few seconds, the enraged man finally broke free from the bombardment area and caught up with Cypher, shouting, "Don't think you can just run away, Red Crossbow!"

"I don't know you, why are you calling me? If you're not familiar with me, please don't bother me. I have things to do."

"You've forgotten even me in just a few days? This rubbish machine isn't suitable for me, but it's perfect for sending you down here..."

Personal grudges aside, Sefer is very busy right now.

There are missiles worth about twenty fully loaded aircraft or even small mobile bases cruising in the sky, ready to be launched. If he doesn't let them achieve their combat objectives, Seifer has no doubt that he will be in debt again.

Feldridge was a smooth-talker, going against her will, and if he messed things up, she would definitely be furious...

Moreover, Sefer himself couldn't bear to waste such a good weapon.

Quickly dodging two sniper shots from behind, Seifer glanced back and suddenly said, "I say, you put so much effort into advertising the mercenary system, and now it's turned into this mess. Don't you have any regrets at all?"

"Regret? What bullshit are you talking about? I feel so good right now—you have no idea what I gained after being freed from this useless flesh and blood."

"Got it... Um, being manipulated by something to fight, and then storing it in the memory card as a spare part when it's no longer useful, and then feeling pretty good about it?"

Cypher's description was so specific that it took the guy a while to use his brain, which was now a computing device, to realize that he was calling himself consumable.

However, Seifer wasn't finished yet. "Actually, I want to ask you, what's it like to suddenly fall from the top of a company, to have to abandon all your assets, to not even be able to entertain yourself, and even to have to work for a boss who's not even a human being."

"At that time, you must have felt very wronged, right? But you're doing fine now. You can even block out the feeling of grievance. All you need to do is think about how to kill me."

In the communication, Laika accidentally laughed, then quickly coughed, reminding Cypher that the enemy's second round of artillery fire was coming.

There is actually no need to be afraid - because behind them, the mercenaries who seized the opportunity to counterattack have also advanced.

This time, the Navigator did something that was very consistent with its name, which was to rush into the enemy camp first, attracting the enemy's attention and making head-on combat easier.

The mercenaries were unstoppable, bombarding the combat data machines indiscriminately, and then went to support others. After they resolved their own crisis as quickly as possible, they immediately advanced to the enemy's rear.

Of course, the guy who only thinks about himself can't think of these things.

The rage in his heart was already burning fiercely, almost to the point of overloading his computing core—and then the next moment, this simulated emotion was cut off.

His rationality returned to its peak. Although he still had such thoughts, the moment his mind became clear, he felt that he seemed to have been fooled again.

But this is human nature—or rather, the common sense that only "humans" have.

"I feel like your murderous intent has disappeared. After all, your transformation isn't even thorough enough, right?" Seifer seized the opportunity and started attacking again.

He deliberately let out a few laughs: "So your sense of art is that a person who has accomplished nothing turns into a piece of useless junk?"

"I'll kill you!"

The severed emotional simulation surged again.

(End of this chapter)