mech warriors have no love

"Ceizer..."

"Second Lieutenant Cesar."

Lancelot sighed deeply, half-lifting and half-carrying Cesare onto the suspension car like a pet, rarely showing helplessness.

"Laugh if you want to. Anyway, you have a nice smile, and I won't blame you."

César slapped his troublesome hands away, recalled the scene of the cult preaching on the street just now, and looked at Lancelot again with a new perspective...it was still the same as before.

Admired by thousands of people, the god-like marshal of the alliance, in front of him, is still a nagging weirdo who loves to watch dog-blood soap operas.

The night wind rushed in unexpectedly, Lancelot was wearing thin clothes, but stood still, and closed the cover of the suspension car: "Let the people in the parliament know, I will be in trouble, keep it a secret, and go back to give you candy."

Lancelot tried his best to turn the tide. I don't know how many people in the alliance respect him. His reputation is so high that the parliament did not expect it. There is a large part of the reason why Lancelot was promoted as marshal by pinching his nose.

It's just that the "master of high merit" is a knife hanging over the heads of powerful people throughout the ages. Although the alliance claims to belong to everyone, there is no master.

But whether there is, only the parliament will know.

Lancelot didn't want to think deeply about this question, so he sneered: "Let the leader of the star bandits and the orcs shout long live the alliance, Guy is really bad enough."

His tone was a bit intimate. César didn't want to ask at first, but after looking out the window for half a minute, he still couldn't help turning his head: "Guy?"

"The acting mayor of Ruth City." Lancelot pressed the stealth mode and followed Jude Bourne, "His family and friends were all killed by Jude Bourne, and he was the one who found Jude Bourne in this report. Just now It was his people who made the fuss, and it is estimated that Jude Bourne has scolded my ancestors for eight lifetimes. This group of stars scolding people is very interesting, and they can scold for hours without repeating the same thing."

Leaving the noisy city, bushes and forests gradually appear around. In stealth mode, the hover car changes color and shape with the surrounding scenery, making it difficult to be found.

"Jude Bourne and that orc just talked about the battleship, and there seems to be some disagreement." Lancelot changed the subject and clicked the control panel, "Coincidentally, before we arrived on Star Ruth, we were killed by a team of battleships." Raid?"

Cesare was taken aback.

"Jude Bourne hooked up with the orcs for some reason, and he is ready to come back for revenge." Lancelot paused, his tone casually revealing the essence of arrogance, "In the past few years, apart from me, there is no one in the alliance who can fight None, if you blow up the Russ base and kill me, maybe the orcs can go on a day trip to Delan again. The alliance is so big, there are not many things, but there are a lot of troubles."

The league is running out of talent.

This is harsh to say, but it is true.

Before signing the peace treaty, there was Cesar's father, Lambert, who played the leading role.

However, after signing the peace treaty, the military department was continuously weakened, and Lambert became one of the quarreling congressmen. Especially after having César, he became more and more mediocre, with almost no sense of existence.

Few people still remember the astonishing talent of the league's first genius.

But is there really no talent in such a huge alliance?Of course there is, but either there is no one official position that can't be on the stage, or the council is not willing to use it, or the people under the lack of reputation are dissatisfied.The alliance has escaped from the empire, but there are still feudal remnants. If ordinary people want to play, it is almost impossible to reach the sky.

The alliance is too young, but it has the old problems of some ancient countries, premature aging, which is disturbing.

Before leaving the city, César was still guessing the direction of Jude Bourne and the orcs. Unexpectedly, the two men were really aggressive and went straight to the Star Ruth base, like two friendly soldiers delivering food.

There is a dense forest outside the Russ star base. In order to prevent the citizens of Russ City from entering by mistake, signal jammers are specially used, and it is easy to get lost when entering.

The orc was familiar with the road, taking Jude Bourne to the shuttle as quickly as in his own back garden.

Lancelot showed a kind smile: "This group of waste snacks is more suitable for hanging, send a group photo to the parliament, and give me a new batch."

There are so many people in the base, but no one has noticed that a mouse has crawled into their back garden, and it seems to have lived there for a while.

If Guy hadn't accidentally discovered Jude Bourne's whereabouts, would he still have to wait for the rats to pass on the family here?

Although Lancelot smiled, it was different from the previous smiles. It was chilly, like a white-haired wind blowing from the polar regions.César was sensitive to danger, and leaned against the car door.

Lancelot tried to drag him back without turning his head, but Lucy reminded at the right time: "Lord Lancelot, Jude Bourne and the orcs stopped ahead."

Before getting out of the car, Lancelot pulled Cesare to his side. Seeing his cold and obedient appearance, he wished he could give him a couple of rubs and kisses. Senator Burt and Mrs Ellie can't explain it."

The last sentence was ambiguous, César's ears sharpened, and he glanced at him suspiciously, remembering the night when Lancelot came to Leslie's house after he left De Lanxing, he didn't know what he had said to Ellie... and Lambert what did you say.

Unfortunately, now is not the time to ask this.

The night sky of Star Ruth is a major feature. There are two rounds of bright moons hanging high, and the clear light shrouds the earth. Even at night, it will not be too dark.However, the moonlight was too weak to penetrate the dense forest.

The ground is pitch-black, walking one step at a time, it seems that the next step will be empty.Darkness tends to breed some invisible but terrifying things, as if there are eyes everywhere, staring at people who walk in the night with malicious intent.

César frowned uncomfortably, his heart was impetuous, fear entangled in his heart, and something buried in his heart was teasing, provoking him, and driving him crazy.

If Lancelot looked back at this moment, he would find that Cesar's strange green eyes were shining fiercely, almost close to the pupils of animals.

The fur ball was connected to Cesar, and immediately found out that something was wrong with him, and comforted him in a low voice: "Cesar, Cesar...don't be afraid, the bad guys have been beaten away by Lord Lambert."

César's breathing trembled a little, and Lancelot thought he was afraid, so he stared ahead and pinched his face carelessly: "I won't let you get hurt, don't be afraid."

César didn't respond, and after a while, he hummed in a low voice. When he looked up again, his eyes had returned to normal.

Ahead was the destination of Judeburne and the orc. Lancelot stroked his chin and watched the two standing there chattering with interest. After waiting for a while, the two finally seemed to agree.

The orc took out a controller, pressed it twice, and stepped aside.

The ground shook slightly, and the next moment, the ground separated automatically, and a... mecha came out.

Lancelot smiled like a piranha.

Jude Bourne was amazed: "Your technology is amazing, you can actually smuggle mechs here."

The orc smiled slightly: "Now, can you trust us?"

"A mecha can't pose a threat to the military base." Jude Bourne questioned sharply, "We have also tried the stealth technology that your Excellency said just now. Alliance soldiers can easily detect our disguise and be stopped by robots in the city. We also dare not act rashly.”

The orc's tone was neither salty nor weak: "As long as you don't do unnecessary things, you won't attract crowds."

Jude Bourne lost his face just now, and his face was not very good when he heard the words: "Excessive thing? Isn't the warship you sent to test Lancelot also redundant? Before Lancelot made a move, dozens of warships directly Self-destruct and return without success.”

"If Lancelot had hesitated a little longer, the explosion would have affected him." The orc said calmly, "I didn't expect the Alliance Marshal to be more cautious and prudent than I thought. It was indeed my mistake."

The other party admitted his mistake so readily, and as a partner, Jude Bourne couldn't help but coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Do you have a way to get the mecha out without being discovered?"

The orc nodded cheerfully, opened the mech operation compartment, and entered the mech with Jude Bourne.

The spiritual power of the two is not high, one is a matter of talent, and the other is a matter of racial genes, so...the alliance marshal and the little follower who climbed up the mech were not found.

Lancelot is very familiar with this kind of thing of climbing the mech to pry the gap. Holding the repair knife transformed by Lucy, he pried open a corner in two or three times. The inside was actually empty, and it seemed to lead to the inside of the mecha. .

He looked inside to make sure it was safe. Seeing that the mech might be about to move, he quickly stuffed César in before climbing in.

César looked at him in surprise: "How do you know you can come in here?"

The mecha hadn’t been cleaned for some time, so Lancelot scratched César’s nose when he came in. “Secret…well, actually, my childhood dream was to be a mecha repairer. I dismantled dozens of mechas in my collection, and when Lucy first came into my hands, the old people in the council were worried, so they drew up a secret agreement for me to sign, promising not to dismantle Lucy."

Lucy seemed to tremble a bit, and said gently: "Thank you, gentlemen, for protecting me."

Lancelot ignored it: "I have also dismantled many orc mechas on the battlefield. They all have a flaw in this area. It should be because there are too many people on each mecha. If something happens In case of an accident, you can escape from here."

This mecha has no intelligence of its own, it is just an ordinary mecha, luckily the two intruders were not found.

Lancelot could easily disassemble a mecha with his eyes closed, and was even more familiar with the interior. He couldn't stop talking while crawling, and introduced the functions of various parts of the mecha to César.

While speaking, the mecha suddenly shook slightly, and then drew a space cut in mid-air, and got in.

Lancelot always smiled in front of César, even if he couldn't smile, he didn't show his face, but now his face finally changed.

The gap in technology is the root cause of the orcs being chased and beaten by the alliance.

But this kind of space technology has not been developed by the alliance that has been hundreds of years ahead of the orcs. Where did this group of orcs who always think in animalistic ways steal the master?

Before Lancelot could figure it out, the mech passed through the space tunnel and appeared in the vast universe.

And ahead is densely packed mechs and warships with no end in sight.

The author has something to say: Mr. Marshal who feels bald for the Union