Full Burst!

"Mike... what do we do now?" Rosen gritted his teeth, his gaze locked on the scene before him, and asked with difficulty.

The immense force transmitted from Shandong's arm made his back arch and cold sweat stream down his face. Even so, the aperture on the display continued to grow larger.

"There's no move like this in boxing!" Mike, clinging to the vertical support beam of the motion platform behind Rosen, shouted, "You're on your own!"

A series of metal wires connected their Pilot Suits, allowing Rosen and Mike to establish a temporary Synaptic Link. For Rosen, the "Pons Neural Bridging Technology" wasn't as difficult as people imagined; the technology was readily available, requiring only the connection of the external cables on the Pilot Suits.

The "boxing" move Rosen had used to repel Shandong earlier originated from Mike, who had transferred his extensive combat experience to Rosen through the link. However, even Mike was stumped now.

The situation didn't allow Rosen to think much. Alarms blared inside the cockpit, and a flood of red information appeared on both sides of the display. Rosen's hands were swelling from the rush of blood.

This can't go on! Rosen thought. Rather than die here, I might as well go all out.

"Blade Unsheathed!"

Rosen roared. Instantly, a long whip shot out from Kunlun's left gauntlet. The whip was formed by two high-pressure electric cables connecting segmented, serrated metal pieces—

It drifted backward on the rapidly moving motion platform. But as Rosen pulled his left hand back and clenched his fist, he swung it forward forcefully. The high-pressure cables suddenly straightened in the strong wind, the metal segments locking together with a powerful clang that echoed in the cockpit.

"What is that?" Mike couldn't help but ask.

"Something that once saved the world!"

"Huh? What do you mean—"

Before Mike could finish, the display suddenly flared with brightness, momentarily blinding him.

The motion platform had carried the two Jaegers out of the Shatterdome—and into the turbulent Pacific coast!

Countless buildings, a clear blue sky, and the endless sea—these beautiful sights all appeared on the display.

Moreover, two suns appeared simultaneously on the screen. One was the real sun in the sky, and the other was the intense light emitted from Shandong's laser cutter. However, a third sun soon appeared in Mike's vision.

Mike then noticed a sword in front of Kunlun's left hand. The blade was thin and sharp, moving with lightning speed. Its serrated edge looked incredibly lethal.

And that third sun was the reflection from the blade.

"Break—!"

Rosen roared, thrusting his left hand forward rapidly!

Swish—

In a flash, a beam of light slashed towards Shandong's right arm!

The two Jaegers successfully burst out of the Shatterdome, and Jiang Tianzheng finally let out a sigh of relief. Helicopters, which had been on standby outside the base, transmitted the footage back, and the two Jaegers reappeared on the command center's large screen.

However, the scene before them made Jiang Tianzheng gasp.

Shandong's right arm hung limply to its side. Jiang Tianzheng quickly ordered the image to be zoomed in. A deep gash was visible on Shandong's right shoulder—the armor had been cut cleanly open, the internal circuits sparking and burning, with a large amount of hydraulic fluid and lubricant continuously flowing from the opening.

Kunlun on the other side was also severely damaged. Its armor was much thinner than Shandong's. Currently, the armor on its chest and left arm was uneven, with faint electrical currents occasionally arcing from the gaps created by the twisted metal, indicating the Jaeger was on the verge of collapse. The "Chain Sword" in its left hand was likely the culprit behind the heavy damage to Shandong, but now most of its serrated edge was broken, rendering it useless.

At this moment, they were hundreds of meters apart, half-submerged in the Pacific Ocean, seemingly catching their breath before a final, desperate struggle.

Jiang Tianzheng was stunned, surprised by how fierce the battle had become in just a few minutes.

"Command Center... I want... I want to lift the restriction on heavy weapons."

Lin Yin's voice came through the communicator. Only three minutes had passed since their last call, but Lin Yin's voice was noticeably weaker, and she was breathing heavily—Jiang Tianzheng hadn't seen Lin Yin this exhausted in years.

"Wait... let's see..." Jiang Tianzheng was momentarily dazed, still processing—

He suddenly remembered that the entire purpose of the operation was to prevent Kunlun from destroying the base, but now, the objective seemed to have been achieved.

"Do not use heavy weapons! Absolutely not—" Jiang Tianzheng urgently shouted into the communicator.

But Lin Yin had already turned off the communicator; she had no intention of listening to him.

Lin Yin's eyes were red with battle. To be precise, for the first time in many years, she felt a surge of excitement.

Since childhood, her father had relentlessly instilled military education in her. She felt like she had lived like a robot—efficiency, efficiency, efficiency; everything about her was for efficiency.

But the cyclops before her had, for the first time, given her a sense of excitement—she had never experienced this from a Kaiju.

Blood surged through her veins, her breathing became heavy, her head felt hot, her cheeks flushed, and her heart pounded...

Was this the peculiar sensation brought on by adrenaline? It was truly wonderful.

However, this series of mental exhilaration lasted only five seconds. Then, Lin Yin felt it was time for everything to end.

"Rosen, you're finished."

Lin Yin deactivated the safety mechanism for heavy weapons.

The fierce battle continued. Shandong's right arm had lost power, so it swung its left arm—the chain, commonly known as the "God Binding Silk," appeared once more. It swept across the ocean's surface, stirring up endless waves, attempting to ensnare Kunlun again.

If it were earlier, Kunlun could have easily dodged the chain. However, it was no longer capable of doing so. Kunlun suffered from numerous internal injuries, its circuits tangled, making even normal movement slightly difficult, let alone evasive maneuvers. So, Kunlun raised its left hand and, using the remaining segment of the Chain Sword's blade, fiercely slashed at the chain!

The chain snapped—

But this also bought Shandong precious time to unleash its artillery attack.

"Full Burst!!"

Shandong's left arm unfurled, chest puffed out, head held high. A full-scale assault was about to commence.

Dark muzzles, magnetic storm cannons, and missile silos emerged from beneath the armor, all pointing directly at Kunlun—this was the first time they had ever faced a creation of humanity.

"No!!"

Jiang Tianzheng roared, reaching out a hand, but the situation was already decided.

Through the screen, he could almost see the smile on Lin Yin's face, and the despair on Mike's.

Amidst a deafening roar, electromagnetic waves, particles, and shells surged towards Kunlun like an overwhelming tide, painting the sky in dreamlike colors with these instruments of death.

After a moment of profound silence—

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!