Eighty-three, as pure as Serorona!

The green beams of light intertwined with each other, just like the weaving thread in the hands of a hardworking wife! But unlike this, if you are hit directly by this "weaving thread", there is probably no other possibility except being hit by a crash. After all, both sides of the battle were mass-produced miscellaneous weapons like Rorona at that time, and the other side was also a trainer training machine with similar performance.

It is impossible for this kind of ordinary mecha to block this kind of light beam... Of course, even if a large part of the body does not have special special bodies in armor, it is impossible to eat the beam rifle head-on without any damage!

But that's all. Since it's for the purpose of letting students practice this, it's almost impossible not to mention the danger of life, even a slight scratch is almost impossible. Even the mass-produced enemy aircraft responsible for being hit as a target is completely unmanned on it and is directly controlled by the training system!

Is it that the program that has been set by the machinery is more perfect, or is it that humans cannot predict more outstanding? I am afraid that anyone will choose the latter, because the program itself is written by humans, so it is natural that it cannot surpass humans!

But in fact, this is not absolutely the case. At least it is not such a simple thing for the boy in front of him who has not driven this mecha several times - of course, there is also a perverted existence that can defeat the senior academy in the first driving and fight against many!

For example, the nonsensical guy you know?

However, the only thing Allen is sure of is that he does not have the talent of cheating... If you really want to say it, then he is not as good as a genius, and can it be considered that the motor nerves are more developed?

And especially in the audience below there was a guy who said, "Hahaha!! Is this lost my mind (energy exhausted)?"

And that guy didn't know where she was and the communication system of his body were linked?! All the voices were all coming!! Allen thought speechlessly, and while making complaints that were not related to the battle, he was also hit by one of the enemy planes in the knee due to distraction...

"Really! With this guy around, he is the sixth person outside the field!" Allen sighed helplessly, gathered his mood and continued the battle...

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When Allen completely crashed these fifty enemy aircraft with training, it was already time after the sun set - at this time he finally understood why the punishment was to take turns to knock down 50 enemy aircraft, rather than to knock them down at the same time... This was not a waste of time, because just this kind of knockdown had delayed him for more than three hours!

If you face 50 aircraft at the same time, you can hardly imagine that you will be hit by the crash as soon as you meet?

Is there really someone who can face fifty training enemy aircraft at the same time and easily knock them down? Although they are all unmanned aircraft controlled by system programs, in such a number... I'm afraid that Rorona can't do it? Alan thought so and shook his head, leaving this inexplicable idea behind.

Because this is not what he has to consider now, compared to wondering whether Rorona has accomplished such a feat, it is better to go back to the dormitory and have a good rest - even if it is a wheel battle, it is not something that ordinary people can do... Or is the punishment for skipping class this time really severe?!

Alan sighed and looked at the sky above his head. It was already nightfall. The food in the canteen was probably cold. Compared to going to have cold meals, it is more realistic to go back and lie down first!

Thinking of this, Alan lifted the perverted girl's arm in the audience beside her, and carried it behind her regardless of whether the other party had or did not resist. She felt a soft touch from behind, but at this time, Alan did not have the intention of enjoying this top sense.

Because he was worried at this time, although this guy might be just for her personal reasons, he really stayed with him until this time. Although the cheerleaders' cheerleaders' voice was completely unreliable, or it was not considered a cheerleader at all? But at this time, he undoubtedly had to take on the responsibility of sending her back to the girls' dormitory?

As for why I really want to say... Then at this time, this guy was completely like he had orgasm, completely limping on the side, and gasping for breath - how intense this guy had done?! Alan thought in shock, carried it up and walked towards the area of ​​the girls' dormitory.

"Oh..." Allen sighed helplessly. He was already very tired after finishing training, and he actually had to do such a coolie? Although carrying a cute girl in close contact may be a good thing that other boys can't even think of - but, as long as this guy can be a little more normal?

"Hey, Alan." The voice of the girl with black haired ponytail glasses behind her suddenly came from behind.

It seemed that after a short period of rest on his back, the other party's consciousness had recovered... Now he could at least speak? Or in other words, he had lost consciousness when he was too imagining orgasm. What kind of pervert is this?! Alan's face was as deep as water and his heart was roaring.

"Hmm?" answered at the same time.

"Look at what that is? There are so many enemy planes!" He looked at Shangkong with confused eyes and said, as if he wanted to raise his finger to show Alan, but unfortunately, she was so limp that she had no strength to raise her hand at this time.

Ha? Enemy plane? This guy is not awake yet, right? Alan thought speechlessly. Although he thought that this guy was so excited before, he still retained the picture in his eyes before, and he was also dazzled by the situation where the odd number was seen.

But he raised his head, but when he raised his head, he was a little surprised - Farke, is it really there?

"It seems like a body that looks very close to the training enemy aircraft that I just knocked down." Allen pondered for a while, but this was not a very strange thing, because this kind of similar body had been knocked down before? He continued to say it: "It's really strange. It's almost night. Does anyone still need to train?"

"Night...special training?!!" And immediately, such an excited voice came from behind.

This guy? It's starting again? You can really make up for anything... Before Alan could make such a sigh, a red line had already passed by his eyes, and then fell on his chest without bias. This was a pool of blood. Rather than saying that it was like he was hit by the heart, it was better to say that the boy and girl who woke up after a hangover were shocked to find that there were bright red blood on the bed sheets he had slept before?

"Puff!" It was a gust of nosebleed that gushed out from the nostrils of the girl behind her - but it seemed that if the girl who had already seen a low mp at this time still wanted to continue to start, she would need to cut her hp as a price...

"Hey, don't dirty my clothes!" Allen said helplessly, but did not put down the girl behind her.

"But talk about it... Alan." The other party didn't care about the nosebleed that he was still dripping down, and seemed to be commonplace about it, and continued to say.

Allen: "Hmm?"

"Those bodies... seem to be landing here?"

"Oh? That's really amazing. This is a dormitory area where there is no dormitory area for the body within a radius of 500 meters... The damage caused by letting these bodies land here is more than a little bit!" Allen said indifferently. How is it possible to land in the dormitory area with enemy planes in training?

Maybe it was just passing by! Anyway, I was about to arrive at her dormitory, so I quickly handed her over to the people in her dormitory, and let's go quickly! It's really a total extra calorie consumption! Alan thought so and speeded up his pace.

"Is it true?!" The girl's quite persistent voice continued to be heard behind her.

"So I said, how is that possible? Maybe it was because of the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss after just spraying nosebleeds, and I couldn't tell the difference between the other party's distance..." Allen said this, but he still raised his head according to the words of the girl behind him... But as soon as he raised his head, the indifferent expression stiffened.

Because in fact, there is no need to see the relationship above. As soon as he raised his head, he already realized that some black shadow was covering him?

It was a dark green mecha similar to the training enemy aircraft that was knocked down before. And looking at the mecha's inner seam joints were not the metal skeleton with the combat procedures entered, but the human body, we can tell that the other party was not the unmanned training aircraft like before, but someone was really driving?

And he was landing slowly. When Allen noticed, he had landed less than five meters ahead of him - such a distance was almost no different from 0 distances for the shooting mecha!

At the same time, it was not only Allen who noticed the other party, but also noticed him...or, have you paid attention to him from the beginning?

Then... slowly raised his gun to it.

"...Fake!!" Alan had just had time to shout this, and a green light appeared in his vision - the other party decisively pulled the trigger the moment he aimed! How decisive and murderous intent was it? Fortunately, Alan had already made a evasive move as early as when he raised the gun.

As I said before... Allen is a teenager with good motor nerves.

Immediately afterwards, the green beam exploded in the place where he had just stood.

Alan: Damn... Come really?!

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Night has fallen above this city, but the tranquility that should be used for the night is not applicable at this time - because at this time it is more of the tranquility of the night than the tranquility of the night?

Because a large number of mechas falling from the sky have made the night less quiet... They were destroying unscrupulously, and after landing, they began to gather together. To be honest, their purpose was to destroy, it would be better to say that they had a clear goal and were thinking of invading somewhere in this academy?!

"Damn it!!" Allen cursed helplessly, walking through various alleys - due to the dormitory area, there are enough small streets and alleys here, and only in this position can he avoid the surveillance gaze of enemy planes in the sky?

The black-haired girl was still behind her back, and she obviously wanted to send her back to the dormitory! If you really want to say it, the other party's dormitory must have arrived long ago, but... is it possible to send her back to the dormitory? How is that possible! There is no safety at all, and whether the students here are still suspicious in the dormitory?

The college's alarm sounded sharply. Compared to the usual dormitory or something, I'm afraid the shelter is the place they really should go to?

They were actually attacking? And it was obvious that someone was driving! Who were these guys? Are they going to start a war against this floating city? If you attack here... it is no longer a battle! Allen thought helplessly, but his footsteps were not slowing down, and because he was burdened with a person, his strength was consumed faster.

This is pure destruction! Alan confirmed in his heart and turned into an alley again.

"Where is the shelter? Is it really here?" He asked the girl behind him. As a local, the other party knows much more about shelter facilities than himself!

"Ah, um!"

Which college is this? It even has a shelter? Have you prepared for such a thing? Allen thought so, and his pace continued - but according to her words, it should be very close! Although he doesn't know how to carry out this... but no problem! You can catch up!

However, just when he felt that he was very close to the shelter, the wall ahead suddenly collapsed. Although Alan, who had stopped hurriedly, avoided the possibility of suppressing the collapsed wall, the path ahead was completely cut off by gravel, and more importantly...

A dark green painted mecha slowly walked out of the wall where a large hole was opened and stayed in front of Allen - an iconic one-eyed eye turned on the horizontal surface of her face, and finally fell spiritually on Allen who was carrying the girl. The moment she determined the goal, the one-eyed light curtain became stronger.

Damn it!! If I had mechas now, I wouldn't be trapped in this situation at all... Alan looked at the body in front of him and thought in surprise - since this was a street that was specially searched for to avoid the eyes of the enemy planes in the sky, it was unexpectedly narrow. Not only was the road ahead blocked by this body, but the walls on both sides of the left and rear completely curbed all their avoidance actions!

The enemy plane suddenly appeared and began to raise the beam rifle in his hand at the boy in front of him...

The boy pulled the girl behind him - is this useful? Even he didn't know that if he was hit directly, he wouldn't be optimistic even if he had some equipment, otherwise there would be no need to equip these bodies with reflective beam shields!

Now it seems...it seems like there is no way other than praying?

However, just as the enemy plane in front of him was about to pull the trigger at the two people who could not avoid, the driver inside suddenly made a tragic sound.

What's going on? Miracle? In the unexpected expressions of Allen and the others, the mecha on each other began to make a sharp and destroyed sound, and then a beam of light that emitted a red light curtain penetrated out from his chest - this was an attack from behind, directly running through the body of the manipulator inside and the power furnace of the mecha!

Under the extremely high temperature of the beam sword, the guy didn't even leave a drop of blood. He just screamed and died while enjoying the extremely high heat energy piercing through his body.

In this way, the other party was about to shoot Allen. After the body equipped with a heavy mecha lost its vitality, it slowly fell forward - and at the same time, it was precisely because of his slow fall that the attacker located behind him would also reveal the appearance of the attacker behind him.

Alan couldn't help but look at him - the first one to appear in his sight was a snow-white horn...

No words can describe the perfection of the body in front of you. It does not require any more painting. It only has the only mecha of pure color. Even for special machines, there are very few armed forces? But it is such a simple but unsightly body, which is like a unicorn that represents sacredness and purity in legend.

The same white beam in his hand was sprayed with a red plasma beam before the hilt of the sword...

But it disappeared immediately. The driver turned off the use of the beam sword and put it back behind him. When he retracted the weapon, he also teased the orange hair on his shoulder with great interest. If this pure white unicorn has a quiet static like winter, then it is like a warm and vibrant light that is covered with winter snow...

This guy... Allen slowly moved his eyes and landed on this familiar but somewhat strange figure.

What is familiar with is the other person's usual appearance and the smile that looks like he is laughing at, while what is unfamiliar is the "flawless unicorn" in front of him.

This is, did she say she wanted to do the body? Allen thought so.

"Really..." Rorona, who was driving the snow-white mecha, suddenly said this: "Is it necessary to look so shocked?"

"Although I also know that such a literary body color may not match my personality... but there is no need to show such an expression, right? It's just a paint color, it doesn't matter what it is, right?"

Alan: No, that's not.

"And, although I don't know what's going on now... But should I say you are lucky or I am lucky? If you die, Eve will be very sad."
Chapter completed!