Chapter 212: Do you think you can kill me?

The New Federation's mecha in the sky! This is Kronos! You're not welcome here!

Leave immediately! This is no place for you to run wild! If you don't comply, we will execute you on the spot!

A bright red mecha hovered above the entire city, six red light wings behind it spewing flames, completely ignoring the threats below.

In the next moment, countless New Federation human mecha soldiers equipped with pulse flight devices appeared behind 'Chi Hong', a dark mass, extremely intimidating.

Inside a building below, an old man in military uniform watched the scene with grave solemnity, while the others around him had become frantic like ants on a hot pan.

Due to lacking infrastructure and senior machinists, they didn't even know when the enemy would arrive.

What should we do now, Xu Lao!

The New Federation is sick, huh? Go use that energy on some natural disaster instead! You just love human infighting, don't you!

Is the mecha above... a serial mecha, Chi Hong?

The old man raised a hand to stop the chatter beside him, gazing at the familiar yet unfamiliar red mecha in the sky, a flicker of nostalgia crossing his eyes, then he spoke calmly.

Don't rush, he probably isn't coming for us.

If Yun Sheng were here now, he would surely recognize the old man speaking— the very senior who once revealed the Federation's dark side to him.

As a representative of the Federation's Orderly Faction, Kronos was once part of the Federation; now they have united! Their goal is to overthrow the Federation's rule.

As expected, the red figure in the sky gave no response to them— an expression of extreme arrogance.

He seemed to have found his target, and without hesitation surged downward.

Elsewhere, as soon as that red mecha arrived, 118 sensed something and looked out the window.

The crimson figure, just as his name 'Chi Hong' suggests.

Back then, it was the exclusive mecha of a certain madman, the object of countless soldiers' aspirations, and the nightmare of countless insect disasters.

Now, the one who truly experienced everything stands here, looking at the flashy counterfeit in the distance, while his Logic Core remains undisturbed.

Fake, forever fake— Chi Hong's most precious thing has never been a mere guise, whether it's 1227, Chi Hong, or 118; they are all like that.

Once stripped of that most essential thing, what remains is nothing more than a skin used to feign power.

Still exposed?

In 118's original calculations, using a mecha while surrounded by AI attackers carried negligible exposure risk.

But obviously, fate isn't something he can calculate now; some parameter has exceeded his foresight.

This... this is!

Yunxiao appeared beside 118 at some point; rather than saying she appeared at an unknown time, she was simply in this room.

Isn't that my father's mecha!!!

When Yunxiao was young, Yun Sheng often took her to hear many glorious deeds of her father.

Among those, naturally there were various photos of her and Chi Hong.

Yunxiao used the machinist's holographic eyepiece to observe the opponent, quickly identifying their identity.

She looked at Chi Hong, then at 118, and a question mark appeared above her head.

This! You! Him!

Miss, he's nothing but a shell.

118 spoke up in time; Yunxiao reacted and understood his meaning.

Miss, it seems you're not the only Iron Guard.

Now is the time to talk about this!

Yunxiao grabbed 118's arm and hurried toward the workshop.

Their posture makes it obvious they've been exposed!

118 and Yunxiao entered their mecha, and in the next moment, a sky‑covering bombardment swooped down on their house.

Yunxiao piloted the mecha, using a large steel plate to block the bombardment; then, taking advantage of the lingering smoke, the pulse engine behind her erupted with tremendous power, instantly propelling the craft far away.

Found you...

A sneer echoed from within Chi Hong's fuselage, and then its crimson frame, accompanied by a type of human mecha soldier, surged forward toward the mecha.

Inside the cockpit...

Miss, they're coming.

Suggest using the wide‑area lethal weapon 'Old King Eight' to clear the surrounding grunts.

The bizarre weapon name was naturally something Yunxiao came up with on a whim; though unseemly, its power is off the charts.

Shoot shoot shoot! Must fire!!!

At this moment, Yunxiao had already exerted all her strength to pilot the mecha at low altitude, with no spare thought to launch missiles; only 118 could assist in completing it.

Received, preparing to fire the wide‑area lethal weapon: Old King Eight.

Fire burst in the sky, easily wiping out a wave of grunts.

But then came an even more fierce firepower counterattack.

Miss, based on firepower intensity, the opponent is likely a Sixth‑Realm AI master; you have only a 5% chance to defeat him.

Suggestion: let me take over the mecha's controls; that would raise your survival odds by 500%.

Yunxiao placed complete trust in 118; at the first moment of his suggestion, she transferred control of the mecha to him.

Received!

Miss, please follow my commands from now on.

Please put on your protective helmet; I will secretly eject you from the cockpit.

Okay!

?

At this moment, the situation was urgent; Yunxiao didn't have time to think much, she reflexively put on her protective helmet, and then she realized what 118 had said.

Wrong!

Brother, what are you going to do....

In the next instant, two seal covers like eggshells sprang out beside Yunxiao, the chest of the low-flying Mecha opened, and Yunxiao was instantly shot into the sand.

The speed was so fast, the ejection so concealed, that the pursuers behind never expected such a move, still chasing the Mecha.

After 118 confirmed Yunxiao's safety, he piloted the Mecha to continue flying forward until Yunxiao was far away, then he voluntarily stopped.

Why aren't you running?

Listen up, mechanic inside, obediently hand over the method to resist the mechanical erosion, and come back with me to the New Federation; I can still give you an official position.

But if you don't know what's good for you....

What greeted him was a mechanical Chain Sword as ordinary as could be, and a voice slowly sounded out.

Do you think you can kill me?