Deputy Captain Zhao Yang looked puzzled, and without hesitation, he immediately ordered, "Ah Jian, Zilong, follow me, everyone else stay where you are. If I don't come back, command of the convoy will be taken over by the Ma Team."
After hurriedly giving instructions, he immediately led his two subordinates, leaping down from the car roof, activating the power armor propeller, flying and leaping towards the direction of the hillside.
"Lao Wei!!"
"Damn it!" Zhao Yang heard the static in the frequency band and couldn't help but curse, not understanding how at such a crucial moment of life and death, the captain of his convoy suddenly ran off.
Rustle rustle rustle! Sizzle!
The performance of the three Iron Hunter Power Armors was pushed to the limit. Although they couldn't fly at high altitudes like interstellar-level armors, their speed was already very fast, exploding with amazing power in a short time.
