"You need eyes to get by in this world, and a scope."
"And it's done?"
"Just luck."
"How sour can you get to call it luck?"
"Feels a bit unreal. Viper maintained a high level of pressure throughout, and the last sliver of health disappearing felt a bit too strange."
"Is it possible that Sister Zhou's tracking missiles are also bug-level weapons? Three hits guarantee a lock-on, making escape impossible even for gods."
"What about the other Pilots' Titans?"
"My t/
"Ahhh!!!"
She screamed desperately as a matter of instinct. Everything happened too suddenly, and the physical feedback was incredibly realistic. In this moment of complete immersion, Sister Zhou completely panicked.
At the last second, BT tried to reach out and grab Sister Zhou, but it was too tightly locked in a death struggle with Viper to descend even an inch.
The scene unfolded so abruptly that the audience couldn't react at first, all of them staring at their screens, wide-eyed.
"Holy crap, the prediction from earlier was right!"
"Viper, I'm truly impressed, you old schemer!"
"Viper is really amazing, and dedicated."
"Why would you risk your life for a few bucks, Viper!"
"Aaaah – holy shit! Aaaah! ——— Holy shit! ———"
......
The audience was bewildered, and Sister Zhou was even more so. She was still falling, her mind a complete blank.
This time, she was truly terrified, especially when she saw Viper fiercely attacking BT's right arm, her heart clenching painfully.
She wished she could tear Viper apart, but without BT, she was just a nimble Pilot, unable to do more. In fact, she was now a liability.
*Thump—!!*
*Glug glug—!!*
After hitting the deck, she tumbled five or six times before expending all the momentum. Sister Zhou collapsed onto the edge of the deck, a wave of weakness washing over her.
Her vision flickered, the intense impact of the fall clearly taking a toll on Cooper's body.
*Bang!!*
Following closely behind, the two grappling Titans also crashed onto the deck.
Viper stabilized itself and immediately raised its weapon to fire, seemingly in Sister Zhou's direction. BT lunged forward with a reckless abandon, slamming into Viper and pushing it off the deck.
Reluctantly, Viper had to reactivate its rear thrusters, sending them both back into the air.
After a brief moment to recover, Sister Zhou regained feeling in her body. She immediately moved, step by step, towards the mechs that had landed and were once again locked in combat.
By now, the battle had reached its climax. BT punched off Viper's cockpit canopy, while Viper's arms clamped tightly onto BT's right arm.
The situation was clearly one of mutual destruction, with parts flying in all directions. It was the most brutal battle yet!
"You dare lay a hand on my BT? I'll make you pay with your life."
Sister Zhou's voice was colder than ever. She gripped her gun tightly, her nails digging into the thick gloves.
*Pew pew pew pew!!!*
Aiming at Viper, whose cockpit canopy was gone, Sister Zhou unleashed all her rage.
Viper: "My cockpit canopy is gone! I need cover, cover!"
Before, with its canopy intact, ordinary firearms couldn't inflict fatal damage. But without its protection, you were just an ordinary Pilot!
*Pew pew pew pew!!!*
Flesh and blood, blood splattered!
Viper, fall!
*Pew pew pew pew!!!!*
Spitting on the corpse!
Even after Viper had completely fallen, Sister Zhou still poured another clip of bullets into it. This time, she was truly furious.
Having vented her emotions, Sister Zhou looked at the shattered BT, her voice choked with emotion, "BT, are you alright?"
BT shakily propped itself up, its tone unchanged: "My left arm is severely damaged, but I can still operate."
BT had been lying down before, and Sister Zhou hadn't seen the full extent of its injuries, only knowing it must have been severely damaged.
But seeing BT's empty right arm as it stood up, tears instantly streamed down her face:
"No!"
"BT!!"
......
(Writing this kind of scene always makes me feel so exhilarated!)
(Oh, the new car fBlood today, damn, that old man's trashy voice is so disgusting.)