From scrap mecha to science fiction paradise

Chapter 38 The Second Soldier Fights Lu
"That's the bad thing about not having radar. There are always rats hiding in the dark."

Hearing the sudden joking sound, Lin Yu's mood did not fluctuate much. He just picked up his halberd and looked up at the source of the sound.

boom!
boom!
From the buildings on both sides, a dark green mecha jumped down, one to the left and one to the right, and the generals attacked the armor in the middle.

"Mouse? No, no, no, you are the mouse now, and we are the cats that catch you."

The joking voice continued to come from the dark green mecha on the right.

"So, this is a trap specially prepared for me?"

Lin Yu asked lightly.

"Yes, you are very smart. Why don't you guess again, why is there a trap?"

The dark green mecha on the right joked again.

"I'm not good at strategizing, but if I catch you, I'll naturally know."

After Lin finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, shook Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, twisted it in a circle, brought it to his chest and held it with both hands, and then thrust out with great force.

clang!
The man was also alert, holding a long knife in his hand, holding it with one hand and holding the blade with the other, swinging it vertically to the side to deflect the Fang Tian Huaji that was stabbing him.

But Lu Bu's offensive was not so easy to resolve.

Taking advantage of the force of the swing, Fei raised his armored arms, and Fang Tian waved the halberd above his head in a circle, drawing a silver arc from the other side and slashing towards the dark green mecha's neck.

clang!
The pilot of the dark green mecha was shocked and quickly moved the long knife he was holding with both hands to the left to parry.

"There should be three of you."

It was like a repeat of the scene when he and Jiao Wa were sparring.

Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was parried, suddenly retracted when the flying general's armor retreated and drew the halberd. The crescent moon on the painted halberd hooked the dark green mecha's neck, directly pulling out a gap of nearly half.

Stab la la!
The broken wires emitted sizzling light, hydraulic oil splashed from the damaged transmission mechanism, and scattered metal fragments clattered to the ground.

"This way, I can have more fun, general."

The halberd was sheathed, the neck was broken, and then Lin Yu's next calm soliloquy sounded.

As a mecha, the neck is not as deadly as the human body.

However, because it has to adapt to motion interaction or neural interaction, the basic structure of the first and second generation mechas still needs to be as close to the human body as possible.

At least the visual acquisition must be placed on the head, so that human drivers can obtain their own adaptive perspective and associated sense of balance and direction.

If the vision is misaligned, it is worse than walking with eyes closed. Let alone fighting, it is difficult to grasp the basic center of gravity when moving.

At this moment, he slit the neck with a halberd, destroying many circuits and transmission paths, causing the mecha to lose its vision, so there was basically no threat.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't want to hit last.

It’s a long story, but it all happens in a blink of an eye.

But just after this moment, another dark green mecha finally reacted, shocked and angry, and released a large number of micro-missiles from the fuselage.

Bang bang bang bang!

Lin Yu ignored the disabled mecha and took back Fang Tian's painted halberd, chopping or spinning it, and swung the halberd so hard that water couldn't get into it.

This micro-missile is not weak in power, but after all, it is only about the size of a cigar, and it only explodes without penetrating power. It can only be said to be barely lethal to heavily armored mechas and even tanks, and is mainly used to deal with conventional targets.

At this moment, Fang Tian waved his halberd, accurately detonating many micro-missiles in advance. Although the movement was slightly deformed due to the explosion, and occasionally fish slipped through the net, it was basically harmless.

"you you!"

The bombing was over, all ammunition and food were exhausted, and there was a dead silence in the field.

The companions lost their combat effectiveness after just a few moves, and a round of missile bombing was intercepted like this.

The pilot on the left was stunned by Lin Yu's operation. Is this an operation that a generation of mecha can do?

Can a first-generation mecha have such flexibility and precision?

Moreover, didn’t the intelligence say that it was just a piece of junk made up of scraps and driven by a mecha engineer who had never been trained?
You call this a mecha engineer?
"Can we talk now?"

Lin Yu put away his halberd and stood up, still calm.

I, the number one general in the world who leads an army of ten thousand, can intercept a mere rain of arrows. Isn’t this a basic operation?

Rockets are arrows too!
As for the performance of the mecha, the basic skills are not enough to make it work, it is just a mere prediction.

"Say...what did you say?"

The pilot of the dark green mecha swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but take a half step back.

"Why are there two first-generation mechas here? Why did you ambush me?"

Lin Yu asked lightly while walking towards the damaged mecha that was swaying and slashing wildly after losing sight, and stabbed the weak point of the joint accurately with a halberd.

The pilot of the dark green mecha on the left saw that Lin Yu's back was turned to him, and he was ready to make a sneak attack, but he still endured it.

After all, this weird mecha just used less than three moves to kill its comrade.

Moreover, his agile performance and exaggerated fighting skills are really inconsistent with the intelligence.

What is in front of me is probably a second-generation mecha driven by a high-level pilot!
There is a huge difference between the first generation mecha and the second generation mecha.

Coupled with the terrifying fighting skills.

If the other party is serious about it, he will have absolutely no power to resist.

"Yes, it's the Seou organization."

The pilot of the dark green mecha on the left looked at Lin Yu dismembering his fellow mecha and replied:

"Today the Seou organization came to us and said that there was a genius mecha engineer who came from the wasteland and could even make his own mecha from scrap parts. He invited us to arrest him together."

"anything else?"

Lin Yu looked back.

"Ben...Originally our boss was not interested, but, they mentioned that there was also a second-generation mecha accompanying them, and it had already arrived at Paradise Port..."

The pilot of the dark green mecha on the left gave an overview of what he knew, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

After listening, even in Lu Bu's personality state, Lin Yu easily sorted out the whole story.

It seems that the Seou organization has received the news that the escort unit was destroyed by his group, and has roughly investigated the situation.

This is not difficult to check, after all, no matter how powerful Black Snake is, it is impossible to completely block the news.

The Seou organization may have figured out the situation as early as the few days he was repairing at the Black Snake gathering place. They were just afraid of his mecha and the Black Snake people, and there were Zhao Xing, Qiao Wa and others behind him. Only then did he dare to take action.

Then it became clear that people from the Seo organization had actually been following them, and after arriving at Paradise Port, they accidentally found the Brotherhood of Steel for cooperation.

The Brotherhood of Steel took the opportunity to set up this trap because Zhao Xing, a second-generation pilot, coveted the second-generation mecha or guessed that the other party might be coming to deal with them.

"So, the dead Larudo is fake?"

After sorting out the situation, Lin Yu quickly realized the problem.

These two first-generation mechas painted in dark green should be the hidden strength of the Brotherhood of Steel, but they are harmless to him.

But since the Brotherhood of Steel knew all this in advance and planned it, and could even allocate strength to arrest him specifically, it was naturally impossible to let Jova and the others kill their own leader.

"Yes, it is……"

(End of this chapter)