Secret Message

That was right. There was even contempt in the robot's pale blue eyes.

He was actually being looked down on by a robot?

Staring incredulously at the hunk of metal before him, Ban Deng really wanted to slap it, but then he thought his own hand would probably hurt more.

So Ban Deng shook his head, gave himself a slap, and tried hard to clear his mind.

Had he been stationed at the border for too long? Were robots this badass now?

Hearing the crisp slap beside him and seeing the soldier staring blankly while clutching his face, Black silently thought of two words—

Idiot.

The engines roared as four minelayers and two Jet Motorcycles unleashed powerful thrust.

"Hey, I'm Corporal Bob from the 27th Infantry Company. You were seriously awesome just now! Hold tight. I'll show you around the terrain first." The soldier driving the Jet Motorcycle turned around and secretly gave Mu Fan a thumbs-up.

In the military, strength had always ruled supreme. Mu Fan had already earned their respect with what he did earlier.

Besides, how long had it been? It seemed this was the first time the 27th Infantry Company had received reinforcements.

Even if there was only one of them.

The Jet Motorcycle beneath them let out a powerful roar. After kicking up a huge cloud of dust, it sped forward with Mu Fan and Bob aboard.

The fierce airflow tossed up Mu Fan's messy hair, but he did not close his eyes. Instead, he narrowed them and carefully observed his surroundings.

Dark red Rockfire Stone, a gray and hazy sky, pungent gunpowder smoke, staggered layers of rock, a world without even a trace of green...

All of it formed the unique scenery of the battlefield.

Especially under Bob's control, the Jet Motorcycle took