Crushing

Sizzle~~~

Sparks and stone chips flew together.

The Gun Knight swung its greatsword heavily to its side, the massive tip smashing into the rock.

The hard steel plowed a long furrow through the rock.

Charging power, changing direction, five keys synchronized, six keys synchronized...

His hands turned into a blur in an instant. The APM detector in the cockpit immediately displayed an exaggerated number: APM 385!

Bang, bang, bang!

Three enormous craters exploded across the area, throwing up clouds of dust seven or eight meters high, yet every shot missed.

Hm?

The Stinging Bee pilot suddenly froze, then saw the mecha evade in an unimaginable zigzag pattern before charging straight at him with its sword raised in both hands.

The rugged mountain path seemed as flat ground before that mecha. Its incessant, erratic changes in direction left nothing but emptiness in his targeting reticle.

Warning: Target cannot be locked.

Warning: Target is rapidly approaching.

Piercing alarms rang continuously through the cockpit.

This was...

A familiar term for an advanced pilot maneuver surfaced in the Stinging Bee pilot's mind—

Disordered zigzag step!

"Casol, what's going on? Answer me if you can hear me."

"What the hell are you spacing out for? Answer us!"

His teammates' angry voices echoed in his ears. After emptying an entire magazine without landing a single shot, overwhelming fear finally filled the Stinging Bee pilot's heart and became a terrified scream:

"Support me, now!!! The enemy is an advanced pilot!"

Who else could make a sixth-generation mass-production mecha perform advanced evasive maneuvers, or dare to charge a ranged mecha with a heavy sword, if not an advanced pilot?

Three hundred meters, one hundred eighty meters, seventy meters...

Watching that violent figure draw ever closer, the pilot finally abandoned every thought he had held before.

Only one thought