Mecha Forger

North District 12?

Hole?

Song Ci Major General Song seemed to have remembered something, his face became solemn and his face turned pale.

"not good!

We are in District 12, and there is still a hole left. "

Upon hearing this, Glasses immediately came to his senses and said, "I'll go over and get it mended right away."

Xiao Dao picked up his curled Tang Dao and followed, "Wait for me!"

The other people who had just sat down also rushed out immediately.

Fortunately, the hole is not big, and the "experiments" in District 12 don't have much thinking ability.

Most of the "experiment subjects" were still subject to biological instincts and huddled in their own cages. A small number of "experiment subjects" who walked out of the cage also headed towards the ninth district.

The knife quickly put down the red gold wall panel that was lifted aside, and the glasses took out the tools and welded it as quickly as possible.

The group of people finally finished their work, but when they looked up, they saw a mass of mechas.

Everyone's hands immediately placed on the space buckle, ready for the mecha battle.

Before they could take out their mechas, the other party took the initiative to put away their own mechas.

The glasses took a closer look and smiled.

"Ouch! We are actually old acquaintances!"

Xiaodao glanced at the opponent. Although he still maintained a defensive posture, his hand silently moved away from the space buckle.

"Mr. Emil Field, you came too soon!"

There wasn't a single curse word, but with that tone, it completely changed the tone and was full of sarcasm.

Emil Field's face darkened and his voice became a little lower: "What the hell are you talking about?

You dare to say such things to me. "

The hand holding the knife tightened, and a cold light flashed through his eyes.

But before he could make any move, the voice of Major General Song Ci sounded from all around: "Lead the team with glasses, return to defense immediately and wait for the rescue mission."

Song Tong quickly stepped forward and touched Xiaodao's arm.

The knife pressed against his back molar, and he angrily followed the large troops and quickly retreated to the command center.

Just welding a hole and saying a few words, Tang Fan and others were already gone.

There is only a red gold wall panel and flying claws that are tightly connected to three small round holes on the side.

Only then did everyone understand Tang Fan's true intention of deliberately digging three small holes on the side.

Even if the group of people landed smoothly in the core of the basement, Tang Fan did not put away the flying claws.

That is the fastest way for them to arrive, and it is also the fastest and most suitable way to evacuate.

In the unclear situation, they did not act recklessly, but carefully and slowly groped around with the flying claws as the center of the circle.

Glasses and the others had already performed a mission. They split up and only opened three doors.

The most important thing is that the three opened doors are still empty, there is nothing!

Every time he was full of expectations, but quickly failed, Tang Fan, who opened eight doors in a row, began to gradually become numb.

On the contrary, Ms. Tao Qingxi, the fifth scumbag in the war, behaved particularly calmly.

She stood quietly under Feizhao, not forgetting to give Tang Fan some chicken soup such as "no news is good news".

However, instead of being comforted, Miss Tang Fan felt that this was a different kind of noise pollution that she couldn't refuse... noise pollution.

She slowly withdrew from the eighth door, took a deep breath, faced the ninth door, and repeated the same action.

When the fishy smell of animals, mixed with the fragrance of plants, came from behind the door, Tang Fan's beautiful red lips curled up slightly.

She finally doesn’t have to be hurt twice!