Zhao Jun and Elder Father finally managed to last until reinforcements arrived. They gathered their strengths for a moment and fought for a while longer. But, after all, they had already reached their limit. They were right in the center of the fight too so their enemies wouldn't give them any chances to catch their breaths.
"Ah!" One of the mecha operators from Elder Father's side got struck by their enemy. He fell down with a loud scream.
"Are we finished?" The moment this sentence appeared in Zhao Jun's mind, he heard a loud roar. "Charge!"
Boom!
A mecha flew down from the sky and landed on the ground lightly.
Oh, wait, it wasn't just one mecha. It was also holding a mecha that seemed to have lost its ability to move in its left arm.
The model of these two mechas was too familiar to Zhao Jun. They were so familiar Zhao Jun, a tough guy who wouldn't cry easily, had tears in his eyes.
"Boss!"
"Lanfeng!"
