The light in the cab was so weak that the red shoulder's dying energy was stimulated, and the red and blue light became clear and dazzling. In Pegmont's view, this light was a bit dazzling, like a provocation.
"Source energy stimulates? Damn it!"
It is not surprising that the genius of Mitli spoke a standard Chinese Asian language, because in the era of energy war, almost everyone in the world knew a few Chinese Asian curse words and common sayings.
"Are you so stubborn? If you didn't want to waste the energy block, I would have just stabbed you..."
As the number one master on Mars, Pegmont was starting to get a little annoyed.
However, "Buzz!" Just as he threatened, another source of energy was activated.
Red Shoulder's dying belief is inspiring it: "For the sake of the race and the sacred civilization of Yanxi, we must send this stupid human being away and go home."
Then, the race's army can finally arrive safely as they planned. "We can't give humans too much time anymore. Everything will soon end under the blades of Putar and Miwang."
"You're still here?! Don't you think you have a long life?"
Pegmont itself actually doesn't want to cut it. While Red Shoulder can still activate source energy, using only physical strength cannot directly penetrate its fatal armor... I don't want to waste source energy, so Pegmont can't directly penetrate its fatal armor... Germont wanted to wait for it to die slowly on its own.
But this thing actually wants to fight back? !
"Buzz!" came the third sound.
The source energy rippled in the air, once again spreading like water ripples.
"Alas!" The red and blue light reflected on his face, and amid the mottled light and shadow, Pegmont sighed slowly.
He hated this drama, "It's obviously us humans who would rather die than surrender in this war, okay, how about you play your grandmother with me?!"
And, three times.
There is an old saying in the ancient civilization of Blue Star, Hua, which is that nothing can be done more than three times. In their logic, "three" seems to be a prohibitive limit number for certain wrong and provocative behaviors.
For example, if you stay silent until three, you will acquiesce and refuse to accept it. If you count to three, you will be fucked...
However, the Dajian civilization obviously does not have similar ancient teachings, otherwise they would not set the number of source energy activations connected to the spacecraft power system to 4 times.
"The last time, it will be successful soon."
After the fourth source energy was activated, Red Shoulder used the last of his life energy. While trying to activate it, he struggled to turn his head to see Pegmont.
"Have you learned it?" Red Shoulder thought. If it could communicate, it would even be prepared to be kind and friendly at this moment. "Human, you can now...@#￥￥@#**"
"Hoo!" The sound that broke through the wind was short and sharp.
A flash of blue light reflected on the bulkhead behind the human being. The blade in his hand was bright, and with a shadow that quickly cut through the air, he cut it down in front of its gaze.
At this moment, red and blue light began to surge from its ribs...
"Tian!"
Went out.
Cut in two.
it's over.
...Why is it only 4 times? A number that is neither too high nor too low. If it was three times, the spacecraft had already started just now. No matter how much Pegmont didn't understand, it was impossible not to pay attention and think about it.
However, this is the difference.
"I'm going to kill you for wasting energy blocks!" Pegmont put away his knife and turned off the device, feeling a little distressed and annoyed while calming down.
"I kindly want to treat you as an intelligent creature, but you absolutely insist on being food."
"I just want to leave, right? I won't let you go, right? Okay, then I won't leave. I'll stay and kill you all one by one."
When I kill you all... How will the history of Azure record this battle in the future? For example, Victory on Mars, Pegmont's Star Wars... Wait, did the spacecraft shake a little just now?
The body's memory gave the message first, and Pegmont recalled attentively that it seemed that just now, when he activated the source energy to take action, the entire T-type mothership did have a slight tremor.
Enemy attack?
Pegmont hurriedly walked to the bulkhead and stayed close to the gap to observe for a while... However, there was no movement outside.
Probably the sand underneath was too soft and it collapsed with just one cut.
Thinking this and feeling relieved, Pegmont turned back to Red Shoulder's body, squatted down, and peeled off the dead iron armor from it like a crab...
"How on earth does that bastard Xixi Fengrui eat this thing?"
"This, after death, it is just a ball of rotten meat. There are only two pieces of it that can barely be swallowed."
While feeling disgusted, Pegmont still cut a small piece of hard meat, frowned and closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.
As a human being, he felt that he needed to eat. Even the top four masters in mankind could not go without eating for too long.
"vomit!"
Because of nausea, Pegmont vomited out the meat, squatted on the ground, and kept vomiting until there was nothing left to vomit.
This is not the first time...
"It seems like it's been a long time since I really ate anything... I seem to be getting weaker and weaker." Pegmont sat tiredly by the bulkhead, thinking this with some melancholy and worry.
When he thought he would become weak from lack of food...
Pegmount began to grow weak.
Of course, he didn't think that he would be so weak that he died. It was just the first time in his life that he felt lonely and helpless so clearly and clearly.
Through the small gap in the bulkhead, Pegmont looked up and saw a large starry sky. He guessed that one of them might be a blue star.
That is man's home, his home.
"Hello? Can anyone hear me?"
"I'm Pegmount."
"Please answer if you hear..."
This intercom, it, isn't it broken?
…………
Blue star, azure, Hua type. The only sighting of the legion headquarters in Asia.
In the past few years, Shen Fengting has become older. As the former commander of the Ninth Army of the Chinese Asian Front, the old man is now more resounding and well-known. He is the biological grandfather of Second Lieutenant Shen Yixiu (The Iron Armor of the World), the sharp edge of the stream. .
As a soldier, Shen Fengting has retired for many years, and the guy he is going to visit now is older than him, but has never retired.
However, the world is now rumored that he may be dead.
Of course, Shen Fengting didn't think that he would die like this, otherwise he wouldn't be here.
"Ta, tap...ta." The sound of military boots stepping on the bluestone suddenly stopped.
The young captain stood outside a farmyard, motioned to the fence door covered with pumpkin vines, and said, "My authority ends here. Old Army Commander, please go in on your own. The Army Commander is inside."
"Okay." Shen Fengting nodded and pushed open the fence door.
The captain turned away behind him.
Crossing the yard, Shen Fengting stopped in front of two wooden doors... There was no response when he knocked on the door. He hesitated and tried to push it with both hands.
"Creak!" The ajar wooden door was pushed open.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Shen Fengting couldn't help shouting when he raised his head for the first time.
