Chapter 292 National Curse

Chapter 292 National Curse
Sly guy!
After seeing the terrified adjutant on Leon's back through the telescope of the power armor, the commander of the power armor team frowned, and then he could only reset the launcher and stop the machine gun that had begun to warm up.

With the firepower of his power armor, he had no idea whether the target with the strange weapon would die or not after this round of machine gun fire, but his adjutant who was from the Ryan family would definitely be beaten to death.

As the "lion sitting on the ground" of the kingdom's military, the Ryan family's influence in the military is deeply rooted. If he really dares to kill the adjutant and the target together, he might be jointly sent to a military court by them.

Then we can only get close.

After assessing the current situation, the commander of the power armor team quickly issued corresponding orders.

The team of twelve power armors immediately split into three, with five power armors pulling away to the left and six power armors flanking to the right. The commander's power armor suddenly sped up and chased straight towards Leon's position, raising the machine gun on the power armor's arm...

……

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire as dense as raindrops, although Lyon himself was not attacked, the ground about ten meters in front of him exploded, and mud and rocks flew everywhere due to a rain of silver nails.

Then, several bright red can-shaped weapons were thrown farther ahead by the power armor behind him. As these can-shaped weapons landed on the ground, a large puff of bright yellow hot flames instantly sprang up. The hot wind brought by the rapid explosion blew towards him, burning the ends of Leon's hair and making them curl up.

So cautious...

Looking at the person behind him who could obviously catch up with him, but was just hanging behind him neither fast nor slow, only using machine guns and incendiary bombs to slow down his speed, waiting for others to slowly get into position and surround him in the power armor, Leon couldn't help but sigh inwardly at his bad luck.

Although Senior Pioni's butt is useful, it does not have the ability to directly attack the spirit after all, so it can only gnaw on the thick iron shell of the power armor first. So what the little golden retriever from Ryan's family said is right. With his current level, it is very difficult to deal with two or three power armors at the same time. If there are more, he may be overturned.

The best way at the moment seems to be to turn around and rush back to kill the power armor hanging behind him first. However, given the cautiousness shown by the operator of the power armor, he will definitely not let himself get close to him easily. As long as he turns around and rushes back, he will be pulled away again.

Although the power armor with tracks is difficult to turn, its speed when moving forward and backward is not slow, estimated to be 50 to 60 kilometers per hour. It is impossible to catch up with it at my own speed, and I will be surrounded more deeply.

I have no choice but to do it.

With the help of the black goat's soul vision, after observing the positions of other power armors, Lyon suddenly changed direction. He no longer fled straight forward, but rushed directly towards the five power armors that were in position on the left.

Faced with Lyon's "walking into a trap"-like behavior, the operator of the power armor here, probably thinking that there were other teammates around him and that he only needed to hold on for a while before support came, did not move back immediately, but took off the shield hanging on his back and directly held up the shield.

Then you're done!

Seizing this fleeting opportunity keenly, Leon did not slow down amid the screams of the little golden retriever behind him, but rushed straight towards the huge shield that was more than two meters long.

The silver metal ball that was originally floating beside him, which was almost the size of two human heads, was transformed into an extremely sharp blade under the drive of Leon's will. It split the lower edge of the shield like a rotten wood and gouged out a hole big enough for a person to bend over and crawl through!
What is that?! Seeing the shield being broken in an instant, everyone who noticed this scene was shocked. Facing Leon who had mastered some strange weapon, the operator of the power armor retreated hurriedly, trying to use his speed to get rid of this dangerous "villain".

But it takes time to turn from advancing to retreating. After Lyon successfully completed the close combat and the power armor entered the more than two-meter range of the "Fart Sword", its fate was doomed and could not be changed.

"Puff puff!"

The sounds of metal armor being pierced rang out one after another. Lyon, who had already dismantled several power armors by hand and roughly knew where the weaknesses of these things were, directly drove the "Fart Sword" into four shining silver cursed spears, which pierced through the parts where the torso and limbs were connected one after another.

As the nearly 30-centimeter-thick outer shell was pierced, the precise gear set inside was stuck in the hard cursed silver spear, and the weight-reducing module of the power armor was instantly scrapped. A large amount of bright white high-temperature steam gushed out from the pipe that was broken by the power armor's own weight, directly exploding a large cloud of pungent acid mist that was so intense that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

"Watch out! He's out!"

Accompanied by the panicked warning of the operator of the scrapped power armor, Leon, covering his mouth and nose, crouched down and rushed out of the thick white fog. Amid the choking coughs of the little golden retriever behind him, he pounced on the second power armor that was approaching.

Not expecting his teammate to fall so quickly, the operator of the second power armor instinctively raised the machine gun in his hand and aimed at the terrifying figure that was rushing towards him.

Is this... firing?

Hearing a buzzing sound similar to that of a drum washing machine at full speed, the little golden retriever behind Leon shuddered violently, realizing that his teammates had opened the machine gun and wanted to kill him as well. He couldn't help but screamed in despair:
"I!"

The cursed silver ball around Leon split into two, one half wrapped around the barrel of the machine gun, blocking all the nails inside, and the other half turned into a palm, grasping the arm of the power armor horizontally.

"grass!"

Taking advantage of the moment when the power armor was slightly unbalanced, Lyon moved sideways to avoid the right leg that stepped out when the power armor staggered, and went around the side hip. The part of the cursed silver that was responsible for pushing away the machine gun flowed back like a living thing, and fell accurately into Lyon's hand, turning into a slender thin blade.

"you!"

The shiny thin blade swung across, tearing the side of the power armor like cutting paper. A large number of broken small metal pieces gushed out along with the high-pressure airflow when the steam pipe broke, blasting a dense area of ​​small holes on the surrounding ground. The power armor with half of its leg missing fell directly to the sky!
"mom!!!???"

"boom!!!"

There was a loud thump as the power armor fell to the ground, and the little golden retriever's trembling "Mom" almost landed on the ground at the same time. Then, the choking thick white acid mist exploded, and the figure who dismantled two power armors in the blink of an eye was once again hidden in the mist.

(End of this chapter)