War in Heaven

"Where is the mixed ball of the wild wolf tribe? Come out and die!"

Standing on the slopes of the Olympus volcano, a group of people dressed in red, holding heavy metal warhammers, screaming, looking for the trail of the wild wolf tribal warriors who provoked the tribal challenge, protective clothing The grizzly bear pattern on the chest is particularly conspicuous.

Most of the members of the tribe named after the Grizzlies are heavy criminals from the Caucasus. They inherit the fine traditions of the fighting people. Although they are few in number, they still occupy the strongest in Mars’ "competition". One of the quotas of the tribe.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

A strong man of the Grizzly tribe, stretched out his hands and beat his chest, made a wild roar, grabbed a corpse at his feet, and tore it in half by hand.

The Grizzly tribe warriors who participated in the tribal challenge did not actually have any interest in the property of the wild wolf tribe. They just wanted to fight on this battlefield...

Unlike the tribes that are undergoing intrepid ambushes, the warriors of the Grizzly tribe can be described as extraordinarily unconstrained, directly transferring the radio to the public band, and making a declaration of war against everyone on the mountain:

"Someone! We are at coordinates 24:31, there is a kind to kill us!"

The roar of the power armored engine shredded the dead silence nearby, and the Grizzlies tribe warriors turned sharply and saw a reddish power armor, spurting on fire.

Then, the warriors of the Grizzly tribe heard a hoarse male voice and rang from the headphones:

"Idiot, I am... the strongest man in the solar system!"

"Kill him!"

In the face of the red armor's power armor, the Caucasus warriors who are not afraid of death, have no intention of retreating a little bit, but just lifted the sledgehammer to meet up, and the scientific man's power armor to carry out a **** fight.

"You dare to say the word 'strongest' in front of the Grizzly tribe..."

A muscular macho roared and waved the warhammer, kneeling on the right leg of the power armor, and suddenly a long flame was sprayed behind the hammer, and his strong body vacated, so strong that the power armor was pulled back two step.

"kill--"

Only when the words of the strong man were half, the body was cut off by the silver long knife of the power armor, and the power armor was replaced with the blade. The foot of the grizzly tribe rushed from the right side. The slashing cut off the arms of the two people.

"kill him!"

Even though the arm was cut, the warriors of the Grizzly tribe still did not retreat. The two ignored the still squirting arm and tried to use their body to collide with the power armor.

Unfortunately, under the overwhelming advantage of equipment, their last effort is nothing but work-less.

Hey!

The protective clothing of the Grizzlies tribe warriors who can withstand the close-range shooting of the assault rifle, was cut ruthlessly by the blade of the power armor, and was cut at the same time, and the body of these warriors.

"Boring garbage..." The scientist who drove the "blood plunderer" power armor long sighed, ready to leave here and continue to hunt down other criminals.

Unlike the American scientists in the underground, the Soviet scientists who stayed on the surface of Mars were completely lazy to play with the small means. They only wanted to take the opportunity to kill more criminals. By the way, they took some living people back for human trials.

According to the data obtained from the “incineration agency”, it is actually feasible to transform humans into biological weapons. It is unrealistic to arrest people on Earth for such experiments. However, on the surface of Mars, no matter what these exiled criminals do, they are not subject to any legal restrictions. It is a blessed best test site.

In addition, the Soviet scientists on the surface, there is another more important task - to kill all the Americans hidden in the ground!

Although I don't know what Americans are going to do, this tribal challenge should be that they have made it right. As long as they can destroy the plans of Americans hidden underground, the Soviet Union can once again win a gorgeous victory!

The driver of the sciences started his own "blood plunder" power armor, was about to slaughter other tribal warriors, but saw a vague afterimage, arrogant from afar.

"What? Fast speed..."

The opponent's speed is so fast that the driver can't see it clearly, but the driver still slashes with a decisive knife and slashes toward the illusory "shadow."

Even if the opponent's speed is fast, he still has an overwhelming strength advantage. As long as the guy is hacked with a knife on his hand, the battle is over!

Hey!

A few bullets hit the chest of the red-powered armor, and then they were blocked without any suspense. Seeing the other side's futile attack, the driver couldn't help but laugh and shouted: "Are you ticking me?"

The voice has not fallen, the figure has been around the power armor, seeing the other side intends to sneak from behind, the experienced driver is also decisively opened the jet engine, the same as in peacetime, with the flame from the rear to roast the enemy.

boom!

A muffled sound, the power armor that was still moving suddenly stopped, the red light inside the body, the dangerous tone sounded around the driver, constantly stimulating his eardrum:

"Warning, the **** predator is out of control."

--what happened?

The driver was still wondering, and then immediately reacted. The thin face was suddenly twisted into a ball, and the expression on his face was like seeing a friend die in front of him:

"He used the hammer... to block the exhaust?"

The exhaust of the jet engine behind the **** predator is the only weakness of this war machine. If the place is blocked, it is indeed possible for this armor to stop directly.

There were some scavengers who thought so, but their speed could not keep up with the pace of power armor, and there was no enough hand to block the exhaust port. The final outcome was extremely miserable.

But this time... that person seems to be really successful.

"Oh no……"

The driver muttered a sentence and pulled out a saber placed on the inside of the power armor. Although he was so fierce, he could only go down with the other side.

But he didn't have time to open the hatch, and he heard the sound of metal tearing behind him.

Oh!

The driver’s line of sight was “open and cheerful”, and the door behind the power armor was torn open by the enemy! He didn't even have a chance to resist. He had been lifted by a big iron-like hand on his throat, and he had a heavy foot on his stomach. The dagger in his hand slipped weakly.

"you……"

The driver's face turned purple due to suffocation, and his gaze quickly blurred. At the last moment of his life, he heard a cold male voice coming from the public band:

"I heard your words, but I - Odyssey, is the strongest man in the solar system."