Chapter 10 Phantom Attack (1) ()

"Sell it? Who would be so stupid that he wanted to sell the cultivation liquid! Hahaha..." Old Mike laughed a few times, "Oh, this is a good luck given by God. Ling Han, I should thank you. If it weren't for your persistence, we would have regretted it for the rest of our lives!"

Looking at the old Mike who was blushing with excitement, Ling Han felt the blood in his body boiling. His eyes swept across the distance and found several boxes. He hurriedly ran over and opened them one by one using the unboxing method he had just learned.

"Old Mike, come here!"

In front of me, there was a charge particle cannon dedicated to mecha. The shiny cannon body and streamlined shape. The 720mm cannon hole is as attractive as a black hole.

"How could there be a charged particle cannon here? This is a super-performance lethal weapon that only the special-level warriors of the Federation are equipped with!" Although Old Mike was a little surprised, compared with the culture medium, these can only be considered pediatrics. Then he saw Ling Han open several boxes and found another mecha special beam ion sword, which made him feel something unusual.

"Ling Han, have we been here for too long?" As he said, the old man suddenly had an idea. Since the cultivation liquid is so important, would anyone else want it? Or were they looking for it, but they didn't find the right place for a while, and they were unintentionally taking it first? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his analysis was reasonable, and there must be many people who covet it. Maybe someone might be watching what happened here in the dark!

"Yes, Cairns must be very lonely outside, we transported the things to Cairns' deputy warehouse."

"Well, let's speed up. This cave is very strange and may be attacked by unknown creatures at any time." Old Mike took the cultivation liquid and thought about it for a while, but he couldn't find out how to carry it safer.

"Put him in your robotic arm slot, even the ghost can't detect him."

Ling Han woke up a little and made Old Mike praise: "What a ghost boy, this method is really good."

The two of them churned in the cave again, finding some military supplies and other precious metal goods. Faced with the huge lineup of cargo boxes in the cave, they were a little helpless. There were too many, and it was impossible to put them all into the mecha warehouse. So they decided to pick some precious goods first, such as those boxes containing alloy daggers or precious metals.

As for other boxes, they should be temporarily placed in the cave first, just block the hole first and clean it up next time you come.

If it were the past, Old Mike would have tried every means to move them all away, but since he saw the bottle of cultivation liquid, other items were really not very important.

The boxes were numerous and heavy, and they could not be carried out by manpower. Ling Han and Old Mike returned to start Cairns and directly cleared a passage for mechas to enter and exit.

The two of them had no strength to block the driver's compartment and could hardly move, and then piled up the auxiliary warehouse before they could stop.

Ling Han piled up the remaining cargo boxes in the cave. When he was about to leave, he accidentally discovered a box with a lid in the corner. He stepped forward and unexpectedly found that it was a box of mecha voice controller chips. "Kaynes is saved!" He jumped up with joy and immediately took out a chip and handed it to Old Mike.

"Haha, today's luck is not very good!" Old Mike turned around and changed to Cairns, then knocked on the mecha shell a few times. Everything was normal and the urgent problem was solved.

"Scanning, please wait!" Cairns finally made a clear voice, "The head is intact, the shoulder nail injury rate is 2%, the left arm injury rate is 8%, the right arm is intact, and the backpack is intact..."

"That's great!" Ling Han jumped up, ran into the driving cabinet, picked up the voice controller and blew it, "Keynes, raise your left arm!" Keynes immediately did as he did, "Raise your right leg, then raise your left leg... Yes, it's done well, turn it around and take a look!" It all completed one by one.

Ling Han was very excited. It seemed that this big guy's problem had been solved and he could finally stop operating the hand control. He breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the old Mike outside the warehouse and made a gesture, saying that everything was normal, "Close the warehouse door!" The warehouse door quickly fell down, blocking the dim outdoors.

Two floating phantom mechas guarded the fog and saw every move here.

"That old guy and the child came out, and it seems to have gained a lot!"

"There are some boxes, and there are quite a few! But it seems that there is nothing we need. Maybe they are just ordinary scavengers, which is not doubtful. It's a waste of time. Let's go, there are still many things!"

"Don't worry, look, the box they dragged out now, the luster... Oh, God, look, isn't that a box made of Danime alloy?"

"What? Yes, it's that box! We found it! As expected, the spaceship crashed here, and there was no trace. It should have burned to ashes during the fall, and only these boxes were left..."

"Haha, it seems we are not in vain. Have we taken action?"

"After a while, I'll catch them off guard!"

The two mechas did not take immediate action and disappeared behind the fog.

Ling Han dragged the Danime alloy box to Cairns: "Old Mike, let Cairns put this bulky big guy in."

Keynes' huge arm slowly grabbed the Danime alloy and put it into the secondary warehouse.

Old Mike walked out of the cabin, looking very pleased, because of the huge gain and because of the surprisingly smooth process: "Haha, little guy, come up quickly, we are going to open the way!"

At this moment, Cairns' eyes suddenly turned red, flashing, and the ticking sound was ringing rhythmically.

"There is a situation, is it a filthy spider? Or is someone coming?" Old Mike's robotic arm protruded two attack bullet boxes: "Ling Han, let's go into the cabin."

Two huge guys slowly fell down in the sky.

When he saw the true face of his follower, Ling Han raised his breath to his chest, his heart accelerated and almost became dizzy. He was not panicking and fearing, but a very excited feeling.

These two black shadows were actually two mechas that were moving quickly, with a streamlined red and white smooth shell, and the laser crossing layer was shining with brilliant light. He had never seen such a beautiful mecha in reality. The two human-shaped mechas standing towards him, nearly thirteen meters high, with a perfect and upright posture, a tight and muscular shell that stretched from the chest to the legs, clean and smooth, without any extra bloating.

The two mechas stopped, their breastplate slid down, the warehouse door opened at the same time, and two fully armed people walked out of the cabin. The wind swept past, and their black windbreakers were raised in the wind, two tall silver-haired men.

There were arc-shaped detectors on the bridge of their noses, and the light passed through the lens and disappeared at the end of their eyes.

"Phantom Mecha! They are Phantom Warriors!" Without a trace of fear, Ling Han's tone was filled with excitement and excitement. He had never expected that in such a place where birds do not shit, he would encounter Phantom Warriors who had been worshipped for a long time.

Blood flowed into his head, and Ling Han felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and he looked at the long-dreaming mecha without blinking.

The Phantom Warriors are peripheral members of the Federation Z-shaped Rangers, and no one knows their true identities.

The members are only code-named, and the mecha they drive is called the Phantom Mecha. It is said that they are composed of federal elites who failed the Rangers' assessment. If they pass the assessment again, they can become official members. No one knows. There are also rumors that the Phantom Knight is an intelligent artificial warrior secretly developed by the Federation.

Ling Han has always been full of yearning for Phantom Mechas. They are a variety of combat mechas developed by the Z Rangers. They can attack long-range targets and flexibly block attacks in any way.

"Is it them?" Old Mike couldn't help but yell: "How could he meet these guys!"

Sensitively, he linked all this to the culture medium, seemed to guess something, and involuntarily touched the hidden slot in the mechanical arm.

Ling Han's eyes were always attracted by the two mechas, and he wanted to go forward and touch them. Even if it was just a moment, he was very satisfied.

He couldn't help but walk up. Ling Han didn't notice the thoughts of Old Mike, nor did he pay attention to what he was hinting at.

"No……"

Old Mike's heart trembled, and it was too late to call Ling Han. As soon as he raised his hand, he let it go unwillingly. Seeing the child's eyes filled with respect for the Phantom Warrior, a cold air suddenly appeared on his back and his brows trembled, worried that the child would make a mistake.

Although Ling Han is active and smart in his mind, he has no social experience and is simple and innocent, so he may not be able to withstand the interrogation of these two phantom warriors and emotionally speaks something that should not be said.

"Come here!" At this moment, one of the phantom warriors approached, pointed to Ling Han, who was excited, and made a gesture to let him approach. "Do you often appear in this area?" This person's face was bloodless, pale and majestic, and his expression was extremely calm as he spoke. He could not see the emotions emitted by the eyes behind his glasses.

"This is the garbage area where low-power alienated creatures are flooded..." The intense pressure caused by the idol made Ling Han feel a little out of breath when he spoke, and he stuttered. At the same time, his light kept scanning the mecha behind the man, and really wanted to get closer to see more clearly. The old Mike behind him wanted to step forward first.

"That's right, in this area where a large number of alienated creatures survive, if it weren't for the work of poor people like us, and relying on some rags to make a living, probably no one would have come here! Who would have been willing to suffer in vain?" Old Mike squeezed Ling Han behind and stepped forward to deal with it himself.

"Boy, how long have you been here?" The Phantom Warrior turned his face to Ling Han, as if he wanted to ask him specifically.

"Report to the chief, he did it with me, come together! However, this child is a novice. He has been here for a short time and doesn't know much! What do you want to ask? Just tell me the direct supervisor. I will definitely offer everything I know!" Old Mike swallowed, smiled and stepped forward, and pulled Ling Han away while talking, hinting that he would retreat, and leave it to himself to deal with it first.
Chapter completed!