Samson stared dumbfoundedly as the Mecha leaped past him.
Sleek body, hard lines, curved protruding armor, and a fully pressed shell... This Mecha had been with him for almost two years, and even if it melted down into molten steel, he could recognize it at a glance.
Three hours ago, during a counterattack, he drove his Mecha and took out two intruding [Fushan] units but at the cost of severe damage to his Mecha, rendering it unable to fight.
He asked Shen Ming at least ten times if the Mecha could be repaired. But Shen Ming's answer was always a silent shake of his head. The other Mechanic Soldiers in the Mechanical Armor Team showed the same helpless frustration on their faces.
Thus, he could only pick up a gun, leave his Mecha, and join the fight as an infantryman. This wasn't difficult for him, as Mechanical Warriors also undergo similar training regularly.
