I met unscrupulous teammates at the beginning, watch me turn the tide

Dr. Batu turned his head to take a look at the ugly, mechanically destructive armor and said inexplicably, "Shen Bei is wrong. Humans are not the ones with the strongest learning ability... Otherwise, you wouldn't be so stupid as to convert this individual armor into scrap metal."

The enemy driving the armor shouted, "You are the scrap metal!"

In Dr. Batu's eyes, although this armor can still be used for combat, it is far inferior to the first generation.

The more it is changed, the more garbage it becomes.

It's just scrap metal.

Dr. Batu squeezed his hand, and the ropes binding the machine suddenly tightened. "I'm just stating the facts. If you don't agree, that's fine. I don't expect you humans to realize your mistakes."

The metal fatigue of the w502 body has reached its limit, how can it withstand the cutting of lines?

Including the driver inside, they were easily dismembered into several sections by the black wind lines.

Flesh and blood mixed with machinery and scattered all over the ground.

Dr. Batu manipulated two lines to nail into the sides of the road, as if the bowstring was tightened, catapulting him into the depths of the upper shelter.

The streets were in chaos at this time. Many people ran out of the buildings, looking for their relatives and friends among the piles of corpses that had already been mangled with blood. The whole street was filled with crying.

Soon, guards from other parts of Titan rushed over.

Looking at the mess on the street, I was shocked and stunned.

"Aren't you usually very powerful? The enemy has even reached our lair!"

"Pooh!"

"waste!"

A pot-bellied man who seemed to have some status and position cursed and vomited at the guards who came over.

Who among those who can live in the upper class is not a well-known and prestigious person?

A mouthful of blood and phlegm was spat on the strong man's face.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."

The burly soldier wiped the blood and phlegm off his face, grabbed the pot-bellied man's head with one hand, and punched him hard on the head.

"what!"

The severe pain made his face wrinkle up, and blood flowed from his mouth and dripped onto the stone slab.

"Lick me clean."

The strong man pressed his head and said coldly.

"You bunch of losers, you're so arrogant! So many people have died, the enemy has left, and you just come here!"

The paunchy man refused to admit defeat and continued to curse: "What do I feed you for?"

The burly soldier became furious upon hearing this. Without saying a word, he grabbed the soldier's hair and slammed him against the wall.

"I'll make you howl! I'll make you howl!"

Before long, his face was covered in blood.

After venting his anger, the burly soldier twisted his neck and said, "Brothers, grab your weapons, find Shen Bei, and kill him!"

The guards drew their weapons and were about to chase after them.

A black shadow suddenly flew over from a distance.

boom……

After it fell.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a corpse.

Brown hair, very eye-catching.

"Dina!"

"Damn, the twelfth-level Dina is dead!"

"What the hell...is he even chasing after me?"

"Hiss~ Is Shen Bei so fierce?"

"I saw Shen Bei!"

A cunning soldier pointed to the south and shouted, then chased after them without saying a word.

The burly soldier was a little confused.

Shen Bei was clearly heading north towards Babatu Manor, so how did he appear in the north?

"Ah...yes, yes, north, I saw it too!"

"Kill!"

The other soldiers seemed to react as well, and rushed to the north one after another, and their figures disappeared.

The strong soldier finally reacted.

Damn, they're battling wits with the air.

Shameless!

You have brought shame to Shelter No. 5!

The burly soldier stamped his foot.

They also ran towards the north, shouting and killing...

Not long after Shen Bei advanced in front, Dr. Batu arrived, carrying the man with brown hair in his hand.

Shen Bei raised his pistol and blew the head off an enemy who was about to attack from the alley.

The shells fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

In fact, bullet casings can also be recycled.

In the old days, civilian bullets, such as the .223, could have their shells recycled and reloaded with gunpowder and bullets.