My Apocalypse Fortress Vehicle

The mecha's wings spread out and it flew in mid-air, looking down at the five infected people and Fang Yuqing's plane.

It flies at a height that only three infected people can barely reach. Now, the huge fuselage of the mecha was flying in mid-air, casting a dark and huge shadow, like a sunspot from a solar eclipse, leaving only a thick shadow covering the ground.

The two wings of the mecha are slowly flapping behind it. At first glance, it is estimated to be more than 20 meters or more than 30 meters wide. At this moment, it looks like a cyberpunk angel, full of strange beauty that combines machinery and sacredness. .

As the saying goes, flesh and blood are weak and weak, but machines soar.

Fang Yuqing swallowed, wondering what Gu Zhuo wanted to do. The situation on the battlefield was constantly changing, and the situation might be completely reversed in the next second.

"High Priest, what should we do now!?"

Several of the subordinates around Fang Yuqing became frightened, no longer as arrogant as before, and asked nervously. For them, that mecha was not only here to kill Fang Yuqing, but also to kill them.

Now, no matter what, they must follow Fang Yuqing's command closely. Ordinary people like them have no way to get involved in this battle between superpowers.

Fang Yuqing didn't have much wisdom in fighting, and usually would only rely on the strength of the infected to act recklessly. Now when encountering this kind of situation, he had no good countermeasures.

Holding the wound made by the bullet in his leg with his hand, a heartbreaking pain came over him. This pain made him realize that he was still alive. Forcing himself to calm down, he sighed deeply, knowing that he couldn't show his timidity, especially in front of these subordinates.

Keeping that crazy expression on his face, Fang Yuqing said:

"I don't believe it. I don't believe that even a terminal illness that will kill me can't do anything to me. You, Gu Zhuo, can get rid of me today! Isn't it just a makeshift mecha?"

He was thinking in his mind, but at the same time he also knew that with just five infected people, he would probably no longer be a match for Gu Zhuo. He must find a way to evacuate back and discuss the long term with the leader.

After all, besides him, there are several other ruthless characters in the Prophet Cult, and they will definitely be interested in Gu Zhuo.

As long as he can go back, as long as he can go back and witness Gu Zhuo's failure, it is only a matter of time.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuqing ordered the pilot:

"Fly faster and try to stay away from the visual range of the mecha in the sky. I will leave the rest to the infected!"

Hearing this, the pilot said "yes" and then controlled the plane to fly away from the mecha.

At the same time, the five infected seemed to be covering the retreat of the plane. They followed closely behind the plane. Their huge fleshy bodies were bent into a ferocious and strange posture, forming a wall of flesh to protect them. Fang Yuqing.

Seeing this, Gu Zhuo knew that this guy wanted to escape.

It was impossible for him to let Fang Yuqing go. No matter what happened today, even if he exhausted all the power and the energy and ammunition reserves of the entire mecha, he would keep Fang Yuqing here forever.

Qidong is about to become Fang Yuqing’s cemetery!

Today is his memorial day!

Seeing five infected people guarding the evacuation of the plane, the two pairs of huge wings spread out by the mecha covered six huge gun barrels!

Each wing covers three gun barrels. They protrude from under the mechanical armor that makes up the wings. They are arranged neatly in a row like anti-aircraft missile cannons. Even a well-trained army will feel uncomfortable when seeing this situation. Shocked and scared.

Seeing this, Fang Yuqing was naturally stunned:

What's going on with this guy? Even if he has wings and can fly, he also has six missiles on his wings! ? This is too out of line!

"Fly! Quick!"

Fang Yuqing shouted to the pilot, and his heart was beating very fast. Although there were five enhanced infected people guarding him, he always felt uneasy. It seemed that he had seen the God of Death chasing him behind with a scythe.

Yes, Fang Yuqing came to his senses and saw the inexplicable pressure from the mecha. It was exactly the same feeling as when he was lying on the hospital bed counting down the remaining time of his life!

The despair and powerlessness of being chased by death, and one can only watch death coming!

"As long as you block those missiles for me, as long as you can block those missiles for me! Nothing will happen..."

Fang Yuqing thought silently in her heart. He no longer expected the infected to be able to defeat the mecha. He only hoped that their five cannon fodder could buy him enough time to escape back!

The Prophet's religion is safe, and that woman will definitely protect herself!

Gu Zhuo aimed at an infected person in front of the plane. The infected person twisted his back 180 degrees and blocked the back of the plane, looking like a solid city wall.

There are countless holes on its back, and blood bubbles are constantly bubbling out, gurgling like boiling water, and it seems to be corrosive.

"It's been long enough and you deserve to die."

Gu Zhuo said coldly.

Then, six gun barrels were activated at the same time, and six missiles were fired at the infected people and the aircraft!

There was a loud "boom", and dazzling fire broke through the sky. For a moment, the mecha seemed to be in a blooming flower. The flower was spinning, so shining, so dazzling, like a bloody red lotus.

"Protect me, protect me!..."

Fang Yuqing roared when she saw the six cannonballs blasting towards her.

The five infected people completely gave up their counterattack and used their bodies to protect the plane, forming a tight wall of flesh.

There was a loud explosion, and all six missiles hit the infected. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and countless pieces of flesh and blood splashed out. The entire ground was covered with a layer of blood.

There was a "clack-clack" sound on the plane, which was the sound of pieces of meat being smashed down.

Just when Fang Yuqing thought that the infected had blocked this wave of attacks for him, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to ask the pilot to speed up the plane, a sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

Those five infected people only blocked three missiles!

Three missiles smashed them into pieces. It would take at least half a minute to reorganize them. However, this half minute was enough to kill Fang Yuqing a thousand and eight hundred times!

"No!"

Fang Yuqing was scared.

Fear from the bottom of my heart.

The original him, the one who had low self-esteem, was cowardly, and accomplished nothing, is back again.

After the mask of madness was torn off, all that was left was endless emptiness.

He is a clown. A total clown. If you don't get Chaoying, you won't get anyone's respect and love. A pathetic loser.

Those subordinates also knew that they were bound to die, and they wanted to vent their anger on Yu Qing before they died:

It was all because of his pride that they were cornered.

However, before they had time to lift Fang Yuqing up from her seat, the three missiles had already crashed down.

The power of the three missiles was extraordinary, and a mushroom cloud exploded in the sky.

Gu Zhuo sat on the mecha and looked at the exploding mushroom cloud and the shattered plane wreckage falling from mid-air. The expression on his face did not change at all.

From now on, if anyone dares to harm the person he wants to protect, Gu Zhuo will not have the slightest sympathy.

No matter how the Prophets deal with him in the future. Come one, kill one.

If a group comes, kill a group!

[Author's digression]: I'm extremely sorry. I was called out by my dad to work for a day. I worked as a laborer for a day, and I just started coding when I got home at night. I'm sorry, but I can't help it. My dad was too anxious to see me like this. , I feel like I am not doing my job by typing at home all the time. Second update, I am currently typing in a hurry.

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