Chen Ming's heartbeat gradually stabilized. He took a deep breath and focused all his attention on what he was about to do.

Destroy the Psychic Pulse Generator.

Chen Ming quickly adjusted the attitude of the spacecraft so that the bottom armor of the heavy spacecraft that he had modified was facing downwards.

Whether this thing can be accomplished depends on the next ten seconds.

The bullet reached the ground faster than the sound of gunfire and the roar of the spacecraft's engine.

The flying dust and violent sparks immediately made the two combat machines react.

Like last time, they raised the large electromagnetic weapons on their right arms and locked onto the spacecraft that passed over their heads.

An extremely familiar dull hammering sound was heard.

The durability of the armor panel of the spacecraft that Chen Ming had been staring at instantly dropped by 1%.

But this time, the words "armor penetrated" did not appear after the durability value.

From the three-dimensional image of the spacecraft, Chen Ming could see that the two bullets failed to penetrate even half the thickness of the armor.

"it's over."

Chen Ming muttered to himself, stabilized the spacecraft's attitude, changed direction, and hovered above the heads of the mechanical race.

The two machine guns have each fired nearly a thousand rounds of bullets since they opened fire.

Even though the combat machines only had some scratches on their bodies after being baptized by bullets and shells, the mental pulse generators behind them appeared to be riddled with holes.

The maintenance mechanical clan braved the hail of bullets and tried to take out metal materials from the storage space inside the equipment for repair.

But it is always easier to destroy than to repair.

Chen Ming reloaded the machine gun's bullets and fired another round of 2,000 rounds.

Even though Chen Ming controlled the spacecraft within the machine gun's maximum killing range, a large number of bullets missed the target due to accuracy issues.

But in the face of absolute numbers, there is no need to worry about accuracy.

In the second round of shooting, the protective layer outside the mind pulse generator was completely destroyed.

The internal circuits continued to emit sparks under the blast of bullets, and Chen Ming even saw a flame burning inside the device.

There were two more dull hammering sounds.

The third and fourth shots from the two combat machines hit the bottom armor of the spacecraft again.

This time, the two bullets also failed to penetrate successfully.

But Chen Ming's eyes suddenly froze.

Because in the three-dimensional imaging of the spacecraft, the landing points of the two bullets just now will almost overlap with the bullet holes left by the previous round of bullets.

Chen Ming immediately chose to repair the armor. The metal liquid quickly squeezed out the four warheads, filling the gaps in the spacecraft's armor and restoring the armor to its original state.

He had never expected that the mechanical race's shooting accuracy would be so exaggerated.

If the two mechanical machines were really given the chance to hit the same spot with two bullets, the thickened armor might really be shot through.

Right now, the mind pulse device is just one breath away from being destroyed. It would be a joke if it flipped over in a gutter.

Chen Ming is now extremely grateful that he did not relax his vigilance because of the fire in the mind pulse generator, and he is still paying close attention to the condition of the spacecraft.

Otherwise, unexpected situations may hit you head-on at any time.

Chen Ming withdrew his gaze from the panel. Now that he was prepared, there was no way he would give the mechanical race another chance.

As soon as there is damage on the spacecraft, Chen Ming will repair it immediately.

It would not take much of Chen Ming's mental energy to repair this kind of penetrating damage.

Finally, under the continuous fire of two machine guns.

The entire generator was shattered into pieces and completely destroyed.

At this point, Chen Ming’s goal has been achieved and he can just turn around and leave.

Without the influence of mental pulses, hunting will no longer be a difficult task.

So Chen Ming immediately changed the flight trajectory of the spacecraft and moved away from the two mechanical machines that were still aiming at the spacecraft to avoid further attacks.

But when the spacecraft completely left their firing range, it stopped again.

Because Chen Ming didn't intend to leave so easily.

The destroyed mind pulse generator and the several moving mechanical machines were attracting Chen Ming to do something.

The only problem is that Chen Ming's only offensive weapon now, the 22mm machine gun, is completely unable to penetrate the armor of the mechanical clan and cause enough damage.

And the modifications that can be made to the machine gun on the panel do not seem to be able to change this situation.

If he wanted to deal with them, it seemed that the only way Chen Ming could do it was through an immature method that he had thought of before.

Chen Ming opened the panel.

On the ship type panel there is a row like this.

[ton level: 2000 tons]

This 2,000-ton weight scale is a numerical value used to roughly distinguish the tonnage of a spacecraft.

The Iron Ore is a frigate, and frigates can be further divided into different levels such as 500-ton, 1,000-ton, 2,000-ton and so on.

Therefore, the specific quality of the iron ore number will be slightly different from that displayed on the panel.

If the values ​​in the spacecraft manual that Chen Ming had read before were correct.

Then under the standard earth weight constant, the weight of the Iron Ore should be 2209 tons.

There will be some deviation between the mass constants of Ramu and Earth, but not by much.

Chen Ming didn't believe that anything could withstand the pressure of these 2,200 tons.

The spaceship started moving again and returned to the location where the mechanical clan was just now.

The three mechanical machines did not choose to track the route the spacecraft took, but continued to guard the broken mind pulse generator, as if this was their mission.

Seeing Chen Ming's spaceship coming back, the two combat machines raised the large electromagnetic weapons on their right arms as they had done before, trying to fight back.

However, the firing interval of their weapons has become their most fatal problem. It is impossible for one bullet to penetrate the thickened armor.

It is also difficult for two different mechanical families to hit the same position at the same angle at the same time.

Failure to hit two shots in a row means that the damage to the previous shot will be immediately repaired by Chen Ming.

As long as Chen Ming's spirit can hold up, the mechanical race will never be able to shoot through this heavy armor in their lifetime.

At this time, Chen Ming, with a trace of uncontrollable excitement, controlled the spacecraft to accelerate continuously, and crashed to the ground from a high altitude.

It was not until he reached the maximum altitude that he activated the spacecraft's buffer device.

The spacecraft continued to approach the ground with terrifying gravitational acceleration.

The mechanical race instantly realized that something was wrong and immediately ran towards the nearest woods that could serve as cover.

However, they had only run a few dozen meters when they were completely covered by the shadow of Chen Ming's spacecraft.

As the mechanical race struggled in vain and continued firing, a terrible pressure was imposed on them.

(End of this chapter)