Stephen Crouch was awakened from a dark coma by a violent impact.

He subconsciously moved his limbs, but found that the mecha body, which he usually directed as an arm, did not move with his operation. At the same time, the voice of the familiar close friend also sounded heavily in his ears.

"If you want to survive, order all the ghouls to get back to me!"

Stephen Crouch looked around and found that he was held in his hand by the other party like a baseball bat of excess size. He used this bat to knock on the ground from time to time to wake himself up from his sleep.

Without hesitation, Stephen Crouch re-connected control of the laser cannon and wanted to kill the stupid rebel to the scum, but he waited for a moment but did not see the blue light of death.

"Hehehe..." The other party laughed more like a villain, then lifted himself up and held it high in the air, allowing Stephen Crouch to look at the laser barrel that had been smashed like a twist by the thrown seat, and sporadic sparks flashed on it: "I don't recommend that you spend any more time. I will repeat my request and withdraw all the ghouls, and I will let you live."

"Let's go?" Stephen Crouch laughed in a self-deprecating way: "John Smith, are you dreaming?"

"Why do you let me go? I'll put that insignificant polar track car? But then? Then I'll still tear you to pieces before you escape from the city."

"No, no, no, no, no." Crouch shook his brain frantically: "No, you are not John Smith. John Smith will not pay attention to the life and death of a person he has never known. He is a proud knight, but he is not as proud as the Virgin who wants to save the world."

"You answered correctly, but there was no reward." The other party changed a completely unfamiliar voice from Crouch: "I don't care about the future, I only care about the present. I need to ask you to summon all the doomsday mechas back, even if the price is my death."

"Hahaha, how could you die?" Crouch laughed madly: "Don't you have the shield of me in your hand? Do you think I will do everything as you wish if I put me in my hand and threaten me? I have seen the deepest and darkest hell, and unlike you who hide in a warm refuge like you, you still believe in some romantic and warmth of love."

"If I die here, it only means that I am not strong enough." Crouch said coldly: "A person who is not strong enough is not qualified to command the wolf pack, but before that, I will let you watch the pain of your last hope being crushed."

After saying this, the other party instantly grabbed his body and smashed it hard towards the ground. His body was fixed in the driver's seat, but he still felt the pain from the tremor, as if he was hiding in a big bell and thought he was foolproof, but the enemy chose to ring the bell with despair.

"No, you will die before this." The other party's voice was light and cold, with a little dark and crazy meaning.

"I've seen hell, do you think I'm afraid of death?" Crouch shouted frantically, but saw that the other party said nothing, but just held the black mecha with only one torso in his hand, and pulled a small gap in the cockpit with both hands.

The air in the mecha cabin rushed to the outside world wildly, and Kuhan came in little by little. Crouch instantly felt that he had difficulty breathing and his whole body was slowly freezing.

But the process is slow. The Doomsday Mecha's life-saving system is still running desperately, pressuring the leaking cabin and replenishing the temperature. But this is like raising the soup to stop the boiling. In the end, the hot soup in the pot will still boil and evaporate dryness, and Crouch will also usher in a slow death because of the death caused by suffocation and cold.

After all, the outside of the mecha is a vacuum and extremely cold environment. Leaving the mecha is like a baby leaving the swaddling clothes and the sailor losing the ship.

The huge cold fear grabbed Crouch's heart like the big hand of death, causing his clamor to come to an abrupt end.

Then the other party's words slowly rang out: "I don't think that a beast who can abandon everything in order to survive will really not be afraid of death itself."

"If you're not afraid, it's just because he hasn't been hit in the face by the breath of death."

Crouch shrank into the mecha compartment and prayed desperately: "please..."

But his words stopped here, because he didn't know what else he could pray for.

He did not have an eighty-year-old mother, a son who was still in his infancy, a comrade in his hands who had entrusted his life, and a country where he could be loyal to him.

As he said, he reigned his wolves with high pressure and terror, turning them into pure beasts, and he had nothing to lose except his own life, so he was fearless.

But when he was about to be taken away, he realized that he was just living to survive.

Next, he slapped the red button in the cockpit hard, and the thrust engine on his back started, using the last precious fuel that could survive, allowing himself to break free from the other party's clamp, but lost his physical coordination and control. He could only slam head-on into the ceiling of the cinema in vain, and then fell down, rolling on the ground like a worm, gas in the cockpit leaked out little by little, and all indicators were frantically calling the police with red lights.

He is really going to die this time.

The dark gray mecha behind him walked up step by step and held his broken body again.

"I let go of your reserve fuel in advance, wasn't it a surprise?" he said coldly.

Crouch smiled bitterly: "This is probably my way of death, but you will not survive either."

"I don't need to live, I just need to watch you die now." The other party said so.

At this moment, the two people received dazzling fire in the data link at the same time.

Huge mushroom clouds rise from the edge of the city, and all the images in the Doomsday Mecha data link are blazing flames and a twisted world.

Is this? Crouch couldn't help but be stunned. Even though he was at the moment of death, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he immediately reacted: "Your man detonated the tracked car!"

As he said this, Crouch couldn't help laughing wildly: "You are finished, you will be trapped in this city of death, and you will lose faith and reason a little bit. You will become a monster that is inferior to me, or die in despair. I will wait for you in hell, I will be in hell..."

Before he could finish his words, the other party used a robot to pull the gap in the mecha compartment and then pierced it apart.

In the mecha cabin is a gray-haired old man. He is not as powerful as Su Mei imagined, but like a dead demon.

All his voice was frozen in the air, and then his body condensed into ice and eventually dissipated in the air.

Finally, the desperate enemy was killed, and the victor knelt on the ground with his knees, without a trace of joy of victory at all.

He succeeded, but such a victory did not make people feel sweet at all.

At this moment, the girl's soft voice came from his communication device.
Chapter completed!