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Quagmire Area Chapter 425: The mecha takes shape, called rescue

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    Chapter 425: The mecha takes shape, called rescue. Looking at Ji Xingli, Zhao Zhuo remembered that earlier, the other party told him what he wanted to talk about. At this time, he suddenly came over and walked over with some surprise:  "You shouldn't have been sitting here since morning." "I've been waiting for you." Ji Xingli looked at Zhao Zhuo and said softly.  These words sounded a bit cynical, so that Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but tilt his head and laugh: "Then I am really honored. But we should not be so familiar with each other. What you said is a bit misleading." "You understand.  I understand." After that, the woman stood up and walked to the door, opened the door and looked back at Zhao Zhuo, "Come in. I have something to tell you." Zhao Zhuo was confused by this.  He looked at the woman who looked a little different from usual, and secretly wondered if she had done anything that violated her bottom line in the past few days, but after thinking about it, she didn't think it was possible, but it looked at the other person's situation at this time.  , and it seemed like something was about to happen.  He felt a little apprehensive, and looked at the other party carefully and said, "Um, is there anything we can't talk about outside? I suddenly feel a little resistant to your houseit's too dangerous inside." He thought of the other party's ability to talk at any time and anywhere.  My scalp felt a little numb when I was able to figure out the gun.  He is now a lonely man, with no snakes or firecrackers, and there is no way to save himself when someone points a gun at him.  Sure enough, after Zhao Zhuo finished saying this, the woman who was wearing only a pajamas and whose white breast outline could be vaguely seen below raised her right hand, and an extremely small silver pistol appeared in her hand. The pistol only had a slap.  The size is very small when held in the hand. It looks more like a toy gun. The thumb-sized muzzle is pointed at Zhao Zhuo from a distance: "Don't look at it because it is small. It can hit a hole in a person. If you don't believe it, you can try it." Looking at it.  Zhao Zhuo raised his eyebrows at the small silver gun, looked up at Ji Xingli's cold face, and laughed angrily: "I have never seen someone use a gun to force someone to chat with them. If you  If you are in such a mood, then just shoot." The life in the swamp area made Zhao Zhuo very bachelor at heart. Under this situation, he did not feel scary at all, not that he thought that the gun would not kill him.  Ability, but tit for tat with the thought of "at least death".  Even if you die, you will not make the enemy happy.  Zhao Zhuo's toughness made Ji Xingli feel a little hesitant and irritated in her brows. She lowered her hands and looked down at her feet. Her voice became softer and softer again: "I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood today. I'm in a bad mood. Don't take it off.  "Auntie, I understand." Zhao Zhuo waved his hand and walked towards the back of the building without looking at the other party.  However, he had just taken a step when another sentence came from the other side: "My last mecha was successful yesterday. So my plan is about to be implemented I am waiting for you just to ask you, back then  Does the agreement count?" Zhao Zhuo, who was walking towards the back of the small building, stopped when he heard this. When he turned his head, the expression on his face was confused and shocked: "You are serious!" ?  In Xingli's residence on the first floor, Zhao Zhuo looked at the things in front of him, his mouth wide open and not closed for a long time.  He had no memory of the agreement at all. He only vaguely remembered that it was just a verbal agreement. He didn't know Ji Xingli's plan, but to put it bluntly, he wanted to cross the swamp area in a mecha.  The reason for sitting on it instead of wearing it is because the mecha Ji Xingli designed and has been designing for crossing the swamp area is really much larger than ordinary folk or official mechas.  No one has the strength to wear it, certainly not a weak woman.  So this mecha cannot be worn, it can only be sat on - controlled in an honest mechanical way.  In fact, a mecha that cannot be worn can no longer be called a mecha. Perhaps it should be called a mecha.  (I don¡¯t know if it can be displayed, but it¡¯s jiba anyway) This huge mecha now occupies Ji Xingli¡¯s entire living room, reaching six meters in length and seven meters in width, and more than five meters in height.  In order not to push up the ceiling, the lower body of the mecha was sunk deep into the ground at this time - luckily there was a basement there, otherwise I really don't know how Ji Xingli would have solved the problem of digging the ground.  The shell of the mecha is now painted with a camouflage-like green color, with dark or light, horizontal or vertical green lines distributed vertically and horizontally on the mecha, making it look extremely ugly.  Located on the chest of the mecha is the control room, so the shell there is made of some kind of see-through glass, and there are several movable baffles around it to resist some attacks directed at it; in order to further reduce the possibility of the control room  Facing the firepower and pressure, other places around the mecha's chest were particularly forward and protruding, so that the control room seemed to be embedded in the depression of the mecha's chest.  Its two arms are very thick and??, which is almost the same as the legs of the lower body, but the palms and soles are extremely large, and the way of movement is also very different from the human-like structure of ordinary mechas. It can be extended and twisted at will, and can even lie down with the lower limbs when necessary.  It was running on all fours or even crawling. The head was the only place with an offensive weapon. As for what was inside, Zhao Zhuo had no way of seeing it.  Because what he pursues is the defense and safety of the mecha, Ji Xingli has a crude and primitive method of intuitive reinforcement in places where the mecha can be severely damaged - that is, where it is weak, it is reinforced.  , try not to affect the operation of the mecha without considering the aesthetics.  This resulted in the entire mecha being ugly and comical, with no beauty at all. At a rough glance, it looked like a lump of scrap metal. In the eyes of some professionals, such a mecha was a completely substandard failure.  But it is undeniable that its defensive capabilities will definitely be very, very strong.  "Are you going to use this thing to break through the military blockade in Qihe District and go to the Quagmire District?" Pointing at the big metal bump in front of him that shocked him, Zhao Zhuo looked back at the woman sitting on the ground against the wall, his voice a little dry.  asked.  Looking over from this angle, the woman sitting on the ground had her legs bent, and her nightgown was pulled up a little. You could clearly see the area from her knees to the top of her thighs, and you could even vaguely see the hem of her clothes.  However, Zhao Zhuo was not in the mood to pay attention, and Ji Xingli obviously didn't care much either.  They both looked at the mecha in front of them with different moods.  "That's right. I plan to use it to go to the swamp area. It's called the Rescue." ;
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