‘Finally recognized, hahaha!’
‘Gates, transform quickly!’
‘So this place requires stepping on that pole.’
‘I can’t get past this part at all.’
‘My friend also couldn’t get past it and told me how difficult it was, but I passed it on the first try.’
‘I was wondering why the sky was so dark, turns out a cow flew into the sky.’
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Sister Zhou’s progress wasn’t the fastest, but she wasn’t slow either, at least still trailing at the tail end of the first tier.
It wasn’t impossible that there were experts among the viewers, but not many.
Therefore,
Sister Zhou didn’t pay much attention to the show-off comments.
“We can raid them, 6-4, what do we do?” Gates’ voice came through.
D.V.: “Find cover quickly!”
Five,
A full five elite-tier Pilots, Sister Zhou felt the enemy’s morale was about to collapse.
Their aim had become shaky; they were facing the most elite human war machines.
However, even with powerful assistance, Sister Zhou didn’t slack off, dealing with the resisting IMC soldiers as much as possible.
Gates: “It’s safe inside!”
“The bridge is right above.”
Bail: “Follow me.”
D.V.: “Cooper, hang in there!”
From the lobby staircase all the way to the control room, Sister Zhou and her group advanced with extreme speed.
Upon reaching the control room, through a layer of transparent glass, Sister Zhou saw the bewildered IMC soldiers inside.
They held their guns, wavering, their eyes darting.
*Bang!*
Gates fired a shot at the glass, intending to finish them off directly.
However, the bullet only left a shallow mark on the glass, not penetrating it.
“Don’t shoot, it’s bulletproof. We’re going to break the glass, get ready.”
Bail took out a sticky bomb and attached it to the glass surface; others followed suit.
Davis: “The guy by the stairs.”
D.V.: “Tango is in the mezzanine.”
Gates: “Shaped charge ready.”
Davis: “Cooper, see how 6-4 does it.”
Bail also looked at Sister Zhou: “Cooper, are you ready?”
Feeling everyone’s gaze, Sister Zhou immediately straightened up, tightened her grip on the gun, “Ready.”
“Break it! Break it! Break it!”
As soon as Sister Zhou finished speaking, Bail commanded, and the next moment, several explosions roared.
The bulletproof glass shattered, and at the instant of breaking, Sister Zhou had already pulled the trigger, her flamethrower spitting scarlet flames that engulfed the IMC soldiers inside.
These soldiers inside were panicked but didn’t surrender, so Sister Zhou killed them without any psychological burden.
Moreover, they had opened fire the moment the glass shattered, and Sister Zhou had even taken several fatal shots, her vision turning blood red, almost going black and restarting.
Meanwhile, her teammates were firing fiercely, showing no signs of injury.
‘This is a one-sided crushing match!’
‘“A Tale of a Bunch of Chumps Daring to Face Off Against Several Bigshots.”’
‘The people inside are panicked, outside are all Pilots.’
‘I stood in front of the glass for a year.’
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D.V.: “Is it safe?”
Gates: “Safe!”
Davis: “That’s how it’s done!”
Bail: “Leave the 6-4 to me, Cooper, go to the captain’s console and take out the bridge’s gunnery.”
Hearing this, Sister Zhou headed for the indoor stairs.
Arriving at the control console, she took out her data knife and inserted it into the slot.
*Zzzzzt~*
After the screen above the dagger turned from red to blue, the turret that had been firing at their allied warship immediately fell silent.
Bail began calling her superior to report the mission: “Commander Briggs, Marth has been secured.”
The next second, Commander Sarah’s voice came through the helmet: “Received, 6-4! Cooper, continue monitoring the bridge, use the data knife, turn right behind the Tianlong Star.”
“Bark, bring Bt back to Cooper.”
Bt!
Upon hearing this, Sister Zhou’s eyes lit up instantly.
“My Bt, an hour apart feels like three autumns.”
She felt like she hadn’t fought side-by-side with Bt for a long time, even missing it.
Compared to these agile, fast, and nimble elite Pilots, Sister Zhou preferred fighting alongside her lumbering buddy.
Bt also seemed impatient, as Bark’s voice came through: “No problem, I’m coming, wait a moment, Titan!”
Sarah: “All pilots, eliminate the enemy, rendezvous at the Tianlong Star, that’s all!”
Sister Zhou, while operating the Maltese warship with the data knife joystick, thought about how she would cooperate with Bt in the air later.
Gates: “You’re deviating from the Tianlong Star, please head left.”
Hearing this, Sister Zhou immediately twisted the joystick to the left, focusing even more intently.
Bail: “That’s it, you did it, now full throttle!”
Encouraged by her teammates, the veteran driver Sister Zhou operated the warship with even more ease. 138 reading network
At the same time, good news also came from Bark: “Here’s your Titan, Cooper, the babysitting duty is complete.”
*Stomp stomp stomp!!*
As soon as Bark’s voice in the radio fell silent, the familiar big guy approached with high-spirited steps.
Although very handsome, Sister Zhou found a hint of silly憨憨 (simpleton) in its gait.
Under Sister Zhou’s starry-eyed gaze, Bt walked to the front of the control console’s windshield, clenched its fist.
*Clang!*
*Clang!*
*Clang!*
‘Eighty....... eighty....... eighty..... eighty.... eighty... eighty... eighty.. eighty.. eighty. Eighty-eighty-eighty!’
Enthusiastic viewers provided live sound effects.
*Boom~!*
With a muffled explosion of shattered glass, the control console’s windshield burst open.
Transforming into Ip Man, the master Bt half-squatted before the control console, supporting itself with one hand on the ground and the other on the console to maintain balance, its hatch hissed open.
“Transfer control to the Pilot.”
Wow!
This scene was like a proposal from a boyfriend to his beloved wife under the gaze of thousands.
Admittedly, Sister Zhou’s girlish heart was completely captivated; she had already constructed a romantic melodramatic scene in her mind and was even immersed in it.
“Bt!”
Sister Zhou called out with deep emotion, now completely smitten by Bt’s overflowing boyfriend-like pheromones.
Her whole body went limp.
On the other hand, the viewers’ perspective was unique. Facing the hatch that opened at a thirty-five-degree angle, the veteran driver immediately found an opportunity for a joyride.
‘It works even at an angle?’
‘What? At an angle?’
‘Ah Wei’s Eighteen Styles: The Bento Box Train!’
‘This pose is so lewd (what)’
‘Little fists punching your chest!’
‘Haha, traveled so far, hiding from the glass!’
‘Why does Bt’s cockpit opening feel a bit lewd?’
‘Damn, this part is so interesting, I want to order a VR access pod and get into a Titan!’
‘That movement is so lewd, hehehe!’
‘I have to say, Bt’s pose just now was so weird (hit me quickly, hit me!)’
‘Damn, why are my eyelids twitching, are we going to face Viper directly next? Will we be able to win?’
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