Let's rewind to fifteen minutes ago.
Shatterdome.
Zhang Tianyuan and Old Pan stood on an aerial platform, with several thick steel cables taut vertically in front of them, holding wireless communicators in their hands.
"Remember, after passing through the Spacetime Tunnel, don't stop, keep moving forward. After passing through the second Spacetime Tunnel, you will reach your destination."
"Clear."
Inside the cockpit of the Crimson Typhoon, the three pilots responded in unison.
" Crimson Typhoon, deployment approved."
Old Pan officially issued the order.
The next second, a sudden gust of wind arose.
From below the platform, the Hercules helicopter array slowly lifted the Crimson Typhoon helicopter from its position.
The engineers at the base were monitoring every data point of the mechs to ensure a smooth delivery.
As its name suggests, the Shatterdome Base now has a huge opening at the top, used as a delivery tunnel for mechs.
Raleigh, who is currently resuming training, also came to the scene.
Crimson Typhoon slowly rose into the air before everyone's eyes.
At the same time.
Two bases, in Vladivostok and Sydney.
The other two mechs are also making preparations.
"All pilots, please board immediately. Crimson Typhoon will pass through the wormhole first, followed by our Cherno Alpha."
"Our target is the monster— Rampage —that's hurtling towards Los Angeles at high speed. Basic monster parameters have been issued..."
As the alarm bells signaled their impending deployment, the pilots of the two mechs donned their respective control suits and quickly entered the cockpits to await orders.
The Hercules helicopter in the sky roared to life, preparing to increase lift and hoist the mech.
Both teams are ready to deploy at any time.
On the other side.
Across the ocean.
Los Angeles was in complete chaos.
"The monster is currently 800 kilometers away from our city. All citizens are advised to prepare for evacuation..."
The city sirens blared through the sky, and birds, stung by the piercing sound, tried to fly away in flocks.
In the past, their actions would have gone smoothly.
But things are different now.
Because the skies over Los Angeles are now filled with private jets...
"Birds! Birds! Birds! So many birds! We're about to crash into them!"
A small private jet that had just taken off from the airport collided head-on with a flock of birds, its engines instantly sucking in dozens of large birds.
The excessive intake volume instantly broke through the engine's bird strike protection limit, and a flash of fire appeared inside the engine.
Then it spread like wildfire, burning fiercely in the air and leaving two long trails of smoke.
"Prepare for impact!"
The pilot shouted loudly, while the owner in the cabin, dressed in a suit and tie, looked terrified, with a glass of red wine on the table beside him.
As the plane went out of control, it slammed against the window with a bang.
Less than half a minute later, the private plane that had just taken off crashed into the backyard of a villa, followed by a violent explosion.
In the sky, many private helicopters witnessed everything, but could only express their sympathy for the ordeal before speeding away.
These people are the lucky ones in this city.
They believed the monster wouldn't just happen to head straight for Los Angeles.
As it turned out, they lost their bet, while the opportunists in other cities won.
So they need to run now.
On the ground.
The level of crowding was far more exaggerated than in the air.
All the highways were jammed with departing vehicles, and some people even abandoned everything and left on bicycles or motorcycles.
But some were unlucky and couldn't get a ride at all, so they could only stand on the roadside giving a thumbs-up, hoping a kind person would give them a ride.
Beneath the city's sirens blares the whooshing of helicopters overhead, the incessant blaring of Horn on the ground, and the sobs of people leaving their homes.
Everyone thought the city was doomed.
The mother held the baby, the father led his family, and the elderly supported each other...
Many people, catching their breath during the brief respite of their escape, looked back, hoping to remember what the city looked like in its final moments.
However, it was precisely at such a desperate moment that...
Suddenly, people discovered a huge, circular dark curtain appearing in the sky. It was parallel to the heavens and the earth, and although it looked like only a thin layer, it gave the impression that there was a bottomless pit in that blackness.
mystery!
eccentric!
fear!
This is the first thought in most people's minds.
"What is that thing?!"
The helicopter pilots in the sky watched helplessly as this giant black screen suddenly appeared, and quickly maneuvered their aircraft to avoid the top and bottom sides of the black hole.
Before they could even breathe a sigh of relief, the radar systems of all the helicopters began to sound alarms.
Several unexplained reactions occurred in the direction of the black hole.
A pilot peered out with trepidation.
Then he witnessed a scene he would never forget.
A bright red hue was slowly descending from the dark curtain.
Moreover, the dark curtain seemed like a wormhole; as time passed, a pair of enormous mechanical ankles appeared out of nowhere...
"Is it... is it a mecha?!"
The pilots were stunned and stood frozen in place, the helicopter remaining hovered.
The civilians fleeing on the ground also stared wide-eyed at the sight of the mecha descending like a god.
"Is this a PPDC mech?"
"The mechs are here to fight monsters, are we saved?"
"Red"
"The paint job... it's Crimson Typhoon!?"
"What's going on? Why did this mech get here in this way? How did it do it? Is that black thing a wormhole?"
" God, am I dreaming?"
Regardless of whether people were delighted or puzzled, the descent speed of the mechs in the sky remained unchanged.
At this moment, everyone under the Shatterdome was staring blankly at the sky.
The Crimson Typhoon, which had just been hoisted up, was slowly descending.
Below it is not the usual maintenance bay.
It was a wormhole opened by Zhang Tianyuan.
The reason for choosing this landing position is mainly due to the complex airspace situation in Los Angeles. If the Hercules helicopter were to lead the way, it would be easy for it to collide with other helicopters flying erratically at low altitudes.
But sending the mech's feet first makes a difference.
No matter which helicopter it is, hitting the mech's foot is like an egg hitting a rock...
"Is Los Angeles on the other side of the wormhole? Does that mean we've crossed half the globe?"
Everyone, from the three pilots in the mechs to the others in the base, was shocked by the enormous black screen.
The Wei Brothers were closest to the wormhole, felt an even greater sense of wonder.
From an external perspective, his mech appeared to have been "cut in half."
However, on their control panel, all the readings of the mech were normal.
Through neural circuits, they can even sense the neural impulses fed back from the sensors.
The mecha's limbs were all normal on the other side of the Spacetime Tunnel.
Time passed second by second.
As more and more people in Los Angeles watched the mechs descend, this unusual phenomenon also attracted the attention of fighter jets.
They were all following Taylor's orders to come here to prepare for the fight against the monster.
I never expected to witness such a bizarre scene.
"Unidentified mech, please identify yourself immediately!"
The fighter jets circling around had already reported the situation and were constantly asking questions.
However, I haven't received a response.
Because the mech's communication components haven't passed through the wormhole yet...
Spacetime Tunnel cannot transmit radio waves across distances.
These fighter jets had no other choice; although they recognized it as potentially being Crimson Typhoon, they still needed to formally confirm its identity.
After the mech had completely passed through and its full appearance was revealed, the fighter pilot's question finally received a reply from the Wei Brothers:
"We are the Crimson Typhoon mechs, belonging to the PPDC headquarters and responsible for protecting the Hong Kong."
I am here on orders from the PPDC to intercept the monster. Please cooperate in clearing the low-altitude airspace over Los Angeles!