Brandon Needingal woke up. He felt that his consciousness was like a erratic balloon at first, swaying in the air. Later, the swaying that seemed to be hanging turned into a stronger vertigo, and then a violent pain surged up, allowing his consciousness to completely recover from a state of nothingness--burning and cold, two contradictions appeared in his sensory signals at the same time.

The coldness comes from the broken steel that his hands touched, and the scorching comes from the burning flames not far away. Brandon struggled to sit up. The intelligent space suit he wore before kept calling the police, reminding him that he had two fractures, one burned and he lost a lot of blood. After that, it means that the intelligent space suit produced by Yumoyang's company has closed the wound, stopped the bleeding, and injected him with drugs. I hope he can promote more, so on.

"Shut up!" Brandon cursed in a low voice, and then stood up under the support of anesthesia/stimulant mixture. His small broken ship had completely turned into scrap iron. After thinking about the loan he still owed, Brandon couldn't help but curse again, but thinking that the federal capital was actually attacked like this, he put the loan matter again.

"Let's wake up, Brandon, what else do you want to have a loan now?"

The interstellar "truck driver" who lost the spaceship began to look around and try to find out where he was. He found that there was no recognizable place in the flames and ruins. He had to ask for help from the annoying smart computer. After listening to a 12-second advertisement, he finally got the answer: [16th floor underground of the Cosmic Port Launch Port---Cater].

He nodded in a conditioned reflex. As soon as Brandon really thought about the number and location of the floors, he immediately felt something was wrong. He is familiar with the place of Universe Port. He has only 10 underground buildings, but where does the sixteen underground floors come from? He immediately asked the computer in the spacesuit, and the answer he got was very simple: In fact, the computer didn't know where they were. There was no sign on this floor map, so the computer had to estimate the distance from the surface by himself and made up the floor and name.

There was no time to say about the computer [You have read the advertisement, I have to give you an answer]. After a constant whine, Brandon chose to mute it directly, and then looked at the surrounding environment - there were flames and ruins everywhere, and there was no clue at all - but it was necessary to leave, and you could not wait to die here.

So Brandon began to move, trying to find a way out, and then after he walked a short distance, a violent vibration came, and the wreckage around him vibrated. Brandon hurriedly looked for cover, but there was no suitable shelter around him. As the vibration became more and more severe and the ceiling above his head seemed to fall, a broken wall in front of Brandon collapsed, revealing a room on the other side.

Seeing the ceiling hitting a lot of wreckage, Brandon didn't have time to think about it and rushed into the exposed room.

After the vibration stopped temporarily, Brandon carefully shook off the dust on his face, raised his head, and crawled out from under the wreckage of a table or something. When he opened his eyes and saw the surroundings, the first thing he saw woke him up--it was a metal big foot, which looked much bigger than the Golia robot he had seen. Looking up along the metal big foot, you could see mechanical legs that looked like human legs, and above, the cockpit structure that seemed to be on the legs of a fighter's cockpit, and two hand devices with multiple cannons as arms.

In Brandon's view, this thing looks like a cockpit of a vengeful fighter he's seen on the mechanical legs of two Goliaths, or it looks like a Goliath who gives people a feeling of more edges and edges?

What the hell is this?----Just when Brandon was confused, a sound of chiseling suddenly came from a wall. Hearing this sound, Brandon was very happy to think that a rescuer was trying to chisel through the wall, but when the wall was chiseled a hole in his expectant gaze, the expectation on his face turned into fear in less than a second---the one that chiseled a hole was a huge sickle claw!

In the crack that was gradually torn and bigger, Brandon saw a cruel and crazy eye--he didn't know it was Hunter-Killer sent by Dagas, an elite mutant stinger, but he knew that this thing was definitely not a friendly creature, so he began to look around for a way out, but found that the way out was blocked. In desperation, before he had to face the monster directly, Brandon climbed into the cockpit of the strange combat robot, opened the hatch cover, and sat in it.

The moment Brandon's butt touched the seat, the entire cockpit suddenly lit up, which scared Brandon, and his butt suddenly left the seat, and the cockpit darkened again. At this time, the sound of a snake pricking the wall came again, and Brandon sat down again--the cockpit lit up again.

Brand looked up and tried to find the starting device of the machine, but looking around, there was no start button. He saw the [HYD-OIL] value representing the hydraulic pressure, and saw [Altitude] and [Bearing], but he didn't see a start. Just as he was getting more and more anxious, a soft light suddenly lit up the joystick he held. A light curtain swept across his body, and a soft female voice rang out in the cockpit:

"Brendan Ernister Needingale, federal citizen, occupation-space truck driver, no criminal record, non-military personnel, non-native driver, citizen Needingale, please leave Federal Military property immediately."

"Who?!Who is talking?!"

"This is [On-board-Tactical-Analysis-Computer-Unit]. You can call me OTACU. You are not the driver of the Ice Dragon. Please leave the Federal Army's property immediately."

"Otaku?" Brandon was stunned when he heard this strange name. Why did he call the on-board system called "Otaku"?

"It's OTACU, citizen Needingal, leave immediately, otherwise your identity will be changed to criminals and will be arrested." A certain on-board computer corrected seriously.

At this moment, the elite stinger chiseled the wall a little more. Seeing that the only strange machine was left between his life and the stinger, Brandon in desperation pointed at the stinger that could already be seen on the other side of the wall and shouted:

"Okay, even if I drive illegally, you can take a look at the monster over there and see the current situation. I don't want to be here!!!"

Cooperating with Brandon, the elite stinger spear came over. After the on-board computer that claimed to be dead house projected a light curtain and scanned the stinger spear, the cockpit suddenly closed. A set of metallic but quite flexible driving obedient Brandon was penetrated by a robot on Brandon's body. A soft voice sounded in the cockpit again:

"The first-level dangerous creatures were detected, alien creatures--- alien insects, and the ice dragon's deformable combat system did not detect the registered driver. The database conclusion was that the ice dragon was threatened. The database conclusion was that the life of the federal citizen Brandon Ernister Needingle was threatened. In the second and third operating rules came into effect, no logical conflicts were found. Implementation--protect the lives of the ice dragon and the federal citizens, certify Brandon Ernister Needingle as temporary drivers, and postpone the relevant responsibilities of the military courts, and the driving uniforms and clothing."

The driving suit quickly wrapped around Brandon's whole body, and the helmet was put on his head. Some kind of liquid flowed through the body surface of the driving suit. Brandon heard the prompt again in his ear:

"The data transmission gel has been distributed, the driver has been temporarily registered, the Ice Dragon start restrictions have been lifted, and the combat operation has been prepared."

"Wait, combat operation, what do I need to do?! Which one is the weapon button here?!" Brandon shouted anxiously.

"You don't need to do anything, I'll accomplish my goal." With the soft female voice, the joystick moved on its own.

"You don't need me, why do you want me to register a driver?!" Brandon shouted crazy.

"The first rule of the system is that there must be a natural person driver to start. After starting, the second and third operation rules are implemented to protect federal property and protect federal citizens. It does not require the driver to intervene. The combat operation begins, weapons--------60mm multi-barrel automatic cannon, targeted insects, armor data entry, and fire."

Under Brandon's surprise gaze, the combat system, which was called the Ice Dragon by the airborne system, raised its arm and aimed at the prickly snake that had penetrated half of its body. After the brief but sharp weapon preheating sound, the Ice Dragon's automatic gun muzzle ejected a flame long on its arm. More than a dozen shells gathered the prickly snake that had finally drilled over at almost the same time. The armor-piercing bullet smashed the surface armor of the prickly snake. The warhead then detonated the flesh and blood of the prickly snake, directly smashing the upper body of the prickly snake into minced meat.

"Okay!!!" Seeing that the monster was finished and his life was temporarily saved, Brandon couldn't help but raise his arms and shout.

As a result, when he started exploring, the special goods tied to his back fell down suddenly. The box that originally carried the things inside was broken, and a device with a length of an arm inside fell out, which was more than 20 centimeters thick.

"Uh, this..."

Looking at the metal cylinder, Brandon fell into a brief embarrassment. First, he didn't know what this thing was. Second, he didn't know what to say to this damn airborne computer, but he didn't know what to say. The computer obviously knew, quickly scanned the special cargo carried by Brandon, and the soft female voice of the airborne computer sounded again:

"The Federal Army Secret Plan [Broken Arrow] test subjects were detected similar to objects, confidential level A-11, judgement---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"well?!"

In Brandon's amazement, his waist and shoulders were firmly fixed by the fixtures activated in the high G-force battle that popped up, and his whole body could no longer live without the seat.

"Wait, what is this for?!"

"You carry federal military confidential items, which constitute a crime and may have violated the Military Confidentiality Ordinance, and must be handed over to the relevant agencies for processing. I will protect this unit and your life until you and this unit are safely handed over. Please do not make stupid moves."

While speaking, a laser emitter rose from Ice Dragon's back and began to cut the thick armored wall on the other side, and quickly cut the wall. After Ice Dragon took Brandon in the cockpit to the next room, Brandon was stunned again when he saw everything in the room:

In an empty room, a machine with a circular base stood, with four small shields spinning around the machine. Around the machine, corpses were everywhere, and the bodies of the Federal Army were everywhere. In front of the machine, a beautiful girl looked at him in shock.

Wait, who is this person, why didn't I sense him?!----Sarah Cogan was surprised to see the ice dragon breaking through the wall.

Wait, who is this girl? Why do you miss Agria's eldest daughter so much? Brandon looked at Sarah Cogan standing there and was also surprised to be unparalleled.
Chapter completed!