Li Changzhou stretched out his hand and grabbed the smoothbore cannon.
The spine, permanently charged with lightning, glowed faintly, muscles tensed and arms transformed from flesh and blood into steel and iron.
He kicked with his feet and with a pull, the smoothbore cannon was torn off, and the Scorpion Mecha was kicked flying away.
Li Changzhou tensed his waist and abdomen lightly and stood up.
In his view lay the scattered mechanical wreckage, the lingering flames of explosions, the charred earth that had been scourged by shells, still retaining temperature.
Traces of battle stretched from the plains where Li Changzhou was located to the forests in the northwest direction.
{Lestein Duchy... Third Division, Sixth Regiment, First Battalion, Third Company, Second Platoon Commander... Zhou Weisi}
"Szz... Szz..."
Sparks flew from the scorpion mecha's back-mounted cannon rack, and its eyes flickered with warning red lights, attempting to rise.
