"Escape the encirclement as fast as possible, and once we've shaken off our pursuers, immediately get out of the mecha," Yang Qinglan reminded Li Changzhou on his leg.
The reasons for driving the mecha, even at the expense of looking at the manual, were twofold.
One, to avoid immediate exposure of identity:
Two, to protect the princess' safety—as safe as possible—while breaking out of the encirclement.
As soon as they got out and lost the pursuers, the mecha would naturally become useless, actually turning into a giant locator, and would definitely have to be discarded.
"Hm." Li Changzhou pushed the right control stick and simultaneously pressed the firing buttons with both hands.
The mecha immediately turned left, and the 20mm autocannon mounted on its right arm fired.
Bang!
A cloud of smoke, flames, and a shock wave erupted from the muzzle, and a bullet tore through the smoke, flames, and shock wave.
The next second.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Rapid-fire.
