A journey through the Gundam world

His voice was low, rather than speaking to Alex, it was more like he was talking to himself in self-hypnosis.

"Nigel is captured by me, what do you have to worry about,"

"How am I going to go back and explain to his parents!"

"We can actually...fuck!"

Alex's exclamation suddenly came over the communication.

The next moment, Aslan felt that the right arm that was clamped on the body was loosened, and the malfunctioning right arm that had been twisted directly drooped to one side.

At the same time, the Holy Shield lost control and fell forward suddenly to the ground.

The shock of hitting the ground shook Aslan's somewhat confused brain.

"what happened?"

Then he was surprised to find that the blue and white MS that was originally behind the holy shield disappeared!

"Instructor, are you still there? Instructor?"

Aslan shouted several times, but no sound came from the communication.

And he discovered that the interference just now disappeared with the disappearance of this mysterious MS.

Unfortunately, Holy Shield's left leg and right arm were severely damaged and unable to remain standing.

Aslan used the last of his power to control the machine from lying on the ground to lying on its side.

After confirming that the machine body could not move on its own for the time being, he took out his backpack and personal thruster from under his seat.

Installed the propeller, stepped on the backpack, and checked the individual self-defense weapon in his hand.

The battle is not over yet, he must capture the other party.

Or be captured by the other party...

Aslan swallowed nervously and opened the cockpit door of the Holy Shield.

Since the machine body was lying on its side, it was quite awkward for him to get out of the cockpit.

After landing with the help of a personal propeller, Aslan immediately knelt on the ground and looked around vigilantly.

"No……"

No one appeared in the direction of MS's head or feet.

Aslan did not relax his vigilance because of this, if Alex's mobile suit operation ability was something they didn't know about.

So in the individual soldier project, several of them have experienced it personally.

He stood up and moved cautiously towards the head of the Holy Shield, but still turned around suddenly from time to time and looked behind him.

'When a person is alone, don't just pay attention to the front, but also pay attention to the direction of your butt. '

This is the experience and lesson that Alex taught them through countless sneak attacks from behind.

Although the distance from the cockpit to his head was not far, it still took Aslan some time.

When he reached the edge and stopped, he first looked in other directions, then put down his backpack to lighten his burden.

He took a deep breath, jumped out suddenly, rolled on the spot, and pointed the weapon behind the shield.

"Ok!"

At this time, he saw a man wearing a pilot uniform lying motionless on the ground behind the Holy Shield.

"Instructor?"

He immediately stood up and stepped forward cautiously with his weapon in hand.

Alex had demonstrated this trick to them more than once by pretending to be dead and making a sneak attack.

If there was no need for prisoners, he would just shoot and whip the corpses, but it was a pity that he wanted to capture them alive.

So Aslan stepped forward very carefully. Although he was an adjuster, he was still no match for him in terms of fists and feet.

Walking lightly to the person lying on the ground, Aslan first stepped hard on the tip of the other person's finger with his heel.

If you are pretending to be dead, you will have a natural reaction if you step on nerve-intensive areas such as the tips of your fingers or knees, and you will naturally not be able to pretend.

This is what Alex taught them back then.

So Aslan stepped on his foot and quickly took two steps back. In the process, the weapon in his hand was firmly pointed at the person on the ground.

The other party didn't react at all, as if he was really dead or fainted.

And because this man was wearing a helmet and a mask, his face couldn't be seen clearly.

After circling the people on the ground twice, Aslan decided to take a risk.

He tied the man up first and said that, so he hung the weapon back on his shoulder, then turned to squat down at the head of the guy lying on the ground.

He reached out and grabbed his shoulders, preparing to lift the person up from the ground, and then tied his hands behind his back.

But the moment Aslan grabbed the opponent's shoulders, the 'dead man' on the ground suddenly raised his hands and grabbed his arms.

The opponent's fingers clasped his elbow tightly, like a pair of iron vices!

"not good!"

At the moment when he was shocked.

Alex used his arms to throw him off his head.

Then a carp stood up straight and pounced on the opponent before he landed.

Chapter 155: Wrestle! Aslan!

Aslan was in mid-air and hurriedly pressed the adjustment button on his belt. With the help of the personal thruster, he was finally saved from being thrown to the ground.

When he landed on the ground and turned around, he saw that the other party had already opened his arms and rushed towards him.

Aslan, who had no time to raise his gun, could only open his arms to parry. The two of them put their arms together and spread their legs to support their bodies.

"Yes, but it's a pity that you should have shot me directly from a distance."

Hearing this familiar voice again, Aslan had an angry expression on his face.

"Instructor, it is indeed you!"

"Of course it's me. Otherwise, do you think there would be two coincidences?"

Alex never thought he could deny his identity.

After all, the two times Asmodeus appeared were critical moments when his body was damaged.

Aslan could guess it was him as long as he wasn't stupid.

As long as the other party doesn't understand the rules and time limits that Asmo came up with, then this card will still be his trump card.

It's just that this time he was too involved in playing, and Alex accidentally forgot the most critical countdown.This resulted in this embarrassing situation.

Fortunately, when Asmodeus disappeared, he didn't fall out of the air, but appeared directly on the ground.

Otherwise, given the height of the cockpit, no matter how skilled he is, he will still break his arms and legs.

Fortunately, Aegis had been beaten incapacitated by Asmodeus and had no power.

Otherwise he would have to consider a ketchup fight with the Aegis performer.

"Boy, you stepped on my fingers very hard."

As for not reacting when Aslan stepped on his finger, it was simply because Alex bit his lip and endured it.

If it hadn't been for the mask covering his face, Aslan would have been able to see his mask of pain.

"This is all, instructor, you teach well!"

"Then let's discuss it. How about you let me beat you to the ground?"

"Don't think about it!"

The two of them continued to bicker and were locked in a stalemate.

Aslan thought about kicking the gear with his foot, but he also knew that as long as he dared to lift his leg.

The instructor will definitely seize the opportunity and throw himself out.

However, Alex didn't intend to continue to be stuck here with him.

Then the feet began to move sideways, and Aslan had to follow suit, and the two began to circle in place.

After turning around for a few times, he noticed that the young man in front of him was confused. He suddenly stopped moving laterally and stretched his left foot forward, making a gesture to trip Aslan.

This is a standard wrestling move that Alex taught them when they were in the military academy. Once they are tripped, they will be thrown to the ground.

Of course Aslan didn't want to be thrown down, so he immediately took a step back to avoid his feet being caught and causing his body to lose balance.

However, this was just a feint. In fact, Alex did not intend to trip the opponent when he stepped out with his left foot, but instead stepped forward to pin the ground.

Stabilizing his feet one after another, he used all his strength to throw Aslan to one side.

The boy in red felt that he had lost his balance, and then Alex jumped and his whole body hit his student.

Aslan only felt that he fell backward involuntarily, but the individual propeller behind him could not be started because his hands were controlled.

So the two of them fell heavily to the dirt ground together...

The two men who fell to the ground did not stop fighting and rolled on the ground several times.

Aslan first sat on Alex, grabbed his collar with one hand, and raised his fist with the other hand to hit him in the face.

But halfway through the fist swing, he remembered that the opponent had a helmet on his face.

Seizing the moment of his hesitation, Alex quickly reached out and grabbed Aslan's fist.

The other hand also reached out and grabbed Aslan's collar, and the two of them gritted their teeth at each other.

As an old ginger, Alex certainly has more tricks than Aslan.

Suddenly he raised his legs and bent his knees, pressing them against Aslan's lower back.

Suffering from this heavy blow, the boy involuntarily bent forward. Taking advantage of the opponent's weakened strength, Alex twisted around and both parties rolled to the ground again.

After rolling a few more times, this time he was riding on Aslan.

As a shameless adult, his actions are much crueler than those of his own students.

Although both parties were wearing helmets and therefore couldn't hit the face, he knew the weaknesses of the human body and had many areas he could hit.

The punch to the abdomen made Aslan almost spit out his breakfast.

But the boy endured the pain and hit the unscrupulous teacher on the lower back with his knee.

Then, while he paused, he punched him in the ribs on the other side.

The soft ribs on the left and right sides were hit at the same time, causing Alex to involuntarily let go of Aslan's collar and fall backwards.

Taking advantage of the moment he fell, Aslan rolled on the spot and distanced himself.

He touched behind him, only to find that at some point, the weapon originally slung on his shoulder had disappeared.

"Boy, you are very cruel."

At this time Alex was already struggling to get up.

So Aslan decisively pulled out the dagger on his body, stood up with one hand behind his back, and confronted the instructor in front of him.

But he saw that the other party took off his helmet, grabbed the helmet with one hand, and walked over like this.

"Do you want to fight again? Aslan."

"The battle has yet to be decided."

Seeing him say this, Alex nodded simply.

"Well."

After saying that, he immediately hit Aslan with his helmet.

Taking advantage of Aslan's time to dodge, he rolled on the spot, picked up the slight thrust from the ground, and pointed it at the boy.

"Now, do you want to continue fighting? Young man."

Looking at the unscrupulous adult with a mean smile on his face, Aslan could only drop the dagger in his hand angrily.