I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Oh, who has no imagination!

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At this time, the Sun Goddess is no longer as beautiful as before. It may be due to the frequent rain in the South American climate, so she finally chose to put on the black gauze stockings that she hadn't seen for a long time, so as to cover her last holy place...

But compared to the dark clouds billowing in the sky, the expressions on everyone's faces were even more cloudy...

That's right, 73 elite talents from scientific research teams from various countries are in the source area at this time. However, they should be in the laboratory, but now they are crowded in the dirty and extremely smelly mud pool...

Looks like a mess...

But if you remove the mud stains on everyone's face, you will find that their eyes are full of fear and nervousness at this time, and from time to time they carefully look up at the distant sky, as if worried looking forward to something, as if waiting for something...

"Hey, from the Huaxia group, why hasn't the Mr. Madman you mentioned come yet? Couldn't he have already escaped?"

The one who asked was a white scholar, who was near the center of the quagmire, with a little anxiety in his eyes...

Although his voice was very small, the content still attracted other people's attention to the old man

"That's right, you said before that Mr. Madman would come to save us, otherwise we wouldn't have come here..."

"That's right, we could have found a place to hide ourselves before. If we hadn't listened to you, we wouldn't have entered here. You have to give us an approximate time now, right?"

"Shhh, keep your voice down, don't be discovered by others..."

"Hmph, the Alliance must have entered the Amazon rainforest. We are trapped here, and we will be discovered sooner or later. Does it matter if the voice is loud?"

"Don't worry, listen to what people in Huaxia say..."

Faced with other people's questioning with implied complaints, the old man was suddenly embarrassed. He was about to prevaricate casually, but he remembered the last sentence of the madman before he left. A flash of firmness flashed in his eyes, and he gave everyone a reassurance...

"I believe he will come back to save us, because now we can only trust him!!"

This feeble idealism statement is not convincing at all, but the old man is obviously not a fool, and immediately said a few words of comfort, which suppressed everyone's criticism, but it's a pity that white scholars don't accept this at all...

Suddenly he said something...

"Hmph, you can only believe in your comfort? Even if Mister Madman comes, he can't take all of us away. In other words, he has to kill the entire alliance army by himself. Hmph, do you think he can do it? Are you there?"

As soon as this sentence appeared, the old man immediately sensed that something was wrong, and when he looked back, sure enough, everyone's faces turned ugly, and there was a faint hint of despair, as if they knew what they were about to face...

White Scholars Continue Cliques Regardless of Others...

"Since he can't do it, what's the best way? Anyone else would choose to abandon us and send the alien species back by himself? So I suggest not to wait, let's go now, maybe there is still a chance to go out !"

As soon as the words fell, Passerby C immediately understood his true intentions, and immediately sneered...

"Want to go out? Hmph, you can go now, why did you deliberately drag us together? Mr. Madman told us to wait for him here, then we will wait here. If you want to go, I will make room for you, no one Stop you!"

The little stutter also helps...

"No, no, no, that's right!"

The white scholar glanced at the others, seeing that no one was willing to leave now, his face suddenly turned ugly, but soon he started to scare the people as if unwilling...

"Okay, then I'll tell you the truth. In fact, I still can't believe the so-called Mr. Madman, and I can't even believe these Chinese people, because I am the only survivor in the camp. I saw it with my own eyes. The bastard who sneaked up on us has a yellow face!!"

The faces of the others changed immediately when they heard the words, and the eyes of the trio became even more anxious. They couldn't help but prepare to refute, but suddenly there was a cold snort from the crowd...

"Damn it, what time is it, you guys are still fighting among yourself here, don't drag me down if you want to die!"

Another person also chimed in, but the sharp edge of the rhetoric was clearly referring to white academics.  …

"Hmph, I don't know if Mr. Madman will come or not. I only know that if you talk so much nonsense, we will die here before he comes. Now I only ask for one thing, please close this superior-looking Mouth, okay?"

Hearing these two sentences, the white scholar's face darkened, and he suddenly fell silent, not only because the content implied something, but more importantly, the two men had guns in their hands...

That's right, apart from these two, there were several other soldiers among the survivors, but without exception, they didn't have time to discuss such meaningless things, but kept using binoculars to observe the surroundings, In order to be able to respond as soon as the enemy appears...

It's a pity that because the surrounding vegetation is too dense, they can only rely on listening to the sound and the help of the thermal sensor. In addition, the jungle is towering and the sky field of vision is very narrow, so they can't see the situation in the distance …

Fortunately, the guy who spoke at the beginning was obviously a veteran, because after he finished saying that, he observed the situation above his head like a falcon, and from time to time he glanced at the direction he came from very vigilantly. After a few frightened birds suddenly appeared in the sky above the area, they immediately hissed...

"Everyone bury your head down and lower your breathing rate. As long as the other party doesn't find us, there is still a chance..."

Then the topic changed, and he stared at the direction when he came with a very serious face, and asked...

"The enemy will be here in less than half an hour, and then we can only pray that Mr. Madman can get here sooner..."

Everyone heard what he said, and they all followed suit. Only the white scholar didn't take it seriously, but he can't do anything now, he can only roll his eyes to show that you all believe in the wrong person, but just as he was about to adjust his posture, he Suddenly found a rattlesnake approaching at an unknown time, and subconsciously bounced up from the mud pool...

"Fake!!"

But his sudden exclamation did not attract the attention of others, because now everyone's eyes are focused on the sky above their heads...

Those are two humanoid mechas with a height of nearly [-] meters and holding giant cannons. Their dark green eyes, which are sending out danger signals, and their black muzzles are already aimed at the mud pool under their feet. To pull the trigger...

"It's over...it's over..."

"Go up...God..."

"Fack..."

"I...I don't want to die here..."

The people in the mud pool no longer had the luck they had just now, only the horror that almost overflowed their eye sockets, and the deep despair that was as white as frost, because they were facing the Gundam, all they had to do was close their eyes and wait for death...

There is no other way! !