The robot was equipped with an enormous number of loudspeakers. The moment she spoke, the ground shook all around them. The distant mountains that had not been affected by the explosion earlier almost simultaneously suffered avalanches, a rare sight in the United States.
This year really did seem colder than usual. At the very least, there had been more snowy days.
"Come on, Deathstroke. Let's begin round two!"
With that, she controlled the giant robot and fired a shot at Su Ming from the thick cannon barrel on its back. The shell alone was probably about the size of a truck.
The Cloak swiftly carried him out of the way, and a mushroom cloud erupted where he had been standing. The rolling heat wave instantly filled the air with vast amounts of mist.
Su Ming returned the favor, using Godslayer to slice off a small piece of the giant robot's armor.
The armor was several meters thick and hard as hell. Could this thing have been modified from a Celestial corpse?
And how did Madame Hydra have the technology to make it look like Macross? Was some blonde, blue-eyed "Galactic Fairy" going to come out next and sing and dance her way into messing with his mind?
But no such thing happened. After several exchanges, Su Ming realized that the robot was somewhat clumsy and not particularly advanced. It was more like a giant tractor.
"You're the leader of Hydra. You've got plenty of good days ahead of you, so do you really need to go this far?" Su Ming shouted back as he flew. Though it was a humanoid mech, it was far larger than the Celestial Variant he had killed before.
"Everyone in my family was a Hydra member. Even those forced into joining by Red Skull were