Armored Squadron Novelas e Histórias

He didn’t even look over. Bryan dodged another beam, his hair getting singed. “YOU DUMBASS, WE’RE GOING TO DIE IF THIS CONTINUES!” Classy was trying to get closer to the robot, but its targeting system was tracking all movement. “WHAT THE… ITS ARMOR IS TOO DENSE!” “It’s made of reinforced titanium alloy,” I called out, my voice amplified. “Do you really think the amateur-stage X-02 would be that simple?” Bryan groaned, rolling behind a concrete barrier that was part of the training course. “AMATEUR? YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!”