"Passage six... they’ve broken surveillance and are coming!"
With a few gunshots, several surveillance points in passage six went dark, and Zhao Zhengxin could feel the blackout of his vision. He lost monitoring of passage six. All the renegade apprentices turned their guns towards that side of the corridor.
In that instant, they saw a figure rush out of the corner, collide against the wall in a bizarre posture, then change direction with the montum.
The apprentices gave him no chance. Seven or eight guns spewed fire, with dense gunfire creating a continuous barrage. The figure was instantly shattered to pieces.
But Inzewei scread, "No, it’s wrong!"
The shadow clearly had no head!
Before being torn apart by bullets, the body only had a rotten hand and leg, with just one arm sowhat intact.
And there was no head on the neck either.
It was a fake target. Those guys used remnant limbs with preset programming to create a fake target. This thing was just thrown by brute force, hit the wall, and then moved slightly based on the preset program.
So...
"The other side!" Inzewei scread, turning his gun towards passage four—the direction the Six Dragons Sect warriors had initially rushed from.
The apprentices originally guarding that side were distracted by the gunfire and didn’t react imdiately.
At this mont, a shadow was already bouncing like a rubber ball off the walls, ceiling, and floor, accelerating several tis, reaching several ters apart.
After Rancheng C was lifted up, he quickly completed the switch of his limbs. And the warrior with only arms applied tape and quick-drying gel on Rancheng C’s external armor, filling in the damage caused by the landmine.
The Research Knight apprentices let the seawater into the cabin to maintain such an environnt. A slightly intense action would splash a lot of water. In such an environnt, a warrior with incomplete external armor could stall at any mont.
Therefore, ergency handling was necessary.
After finishing these, the Six Dragons Sect warrior with only arms simply discarded his torso, using it as bait.
The subordinate carefully crossed the minefield, shot out the surveillance on the other side, then Rancheng C threw the bait and used counterforce to accelerate from the initial side.
Now, he was almost successful.
For a Firearm Warrior, these "few ters" were the most dangerous. For a Cyber Warrior, this distance was akin to a life-and-death gamble. Considering the ti it takes for bullets to fire, this distance often only allows one or two waves of attack from a Firearm Warrior. On the other hand, a Close-Combat Martial Artist could clearly observe the gunner’s movents, preemptively react by reading the situation, and adjust their movent technique to invade the "close distance."
In Rancheng C’s consciousness, this mont was being elongated, elongated...
He saw the enemy turning their gun muzzle. Based on their actions, panicked expression, and the recoil reflected through gunfire...
Along with "possible evasive actions when the opponent sees avoiding movents," it was all handed to the algorithm for balance.
He "saw" the trajectory.
Like water droplets on a lotus leaf.
Like blood on a blade.
The shadow transford into an incredible trajectory in mid-air.
Like a dazzling feat, Rancheng C crossed the blockade unscathed.
—Seven people.
Upon crossing the half-open door, he raised his gun and fired continuously.
The recoil from the shots altered his falling trajectory, allowing him to evade the renegade apprentices’ last wave of counterattack. Amidst the water spray, Rancheng C successfully landed.
anwhile, his bullets collided with the opponents’ firearms. His target was the firearms’ weak connection points, rendering most of the guns in the room useless with that shot.
Song swung twin fists, protecting the vital parts of her upper body with one hand, and punching thirty-three consecutive tis with the other, hoping to suppress the opponent. However, Rancheng C twirled his body, cutting in between Inzewei and Zhao Zhengxin, using them as cover to avoid the attack.
Zhao Zhengxin raised his gun, heedless of potential injury, ready to fire. But Rancheng C pressed the gun muzzle down. Due to the disparity in leverage, Zhao Zhengxin could not resist, and he was pressed down directly. Rancheng C’s footwork changed, guiding the gun, the gun dragging Zhao Zhengxin along, executing another route.
This maneuver brought them into the apprentices’ blind spot.
Two consecutive shots followed, hitting Song. Song felt the scene darken, her mind instantly severed.
The two bullets landed near her Biological Brain. The bullets did not penetrate the external armor, but the impact was like a hamr pounding her brain.
Just now, the actions of Song’s ch Armor Iron Fist differed significantly from usual, indicating to Rancheng C her true intent to protect a location—the Biological Brain’s location.
This is the difference between these Research Knight apprentices and ordinary people. Even with a Lightweight Prosthetic, they would hide their brain within the chest and abdon.
—One.
Rancheng C counted in his heart.
Then he spun his body like a whirlwind, using a sweeping leg to topple three Research Knight apprentices. Rancheng C then sprang from the ground, once again altering his position, and tackled Little R.
After contact, Little R’s arms were torn off.
These apprentices’ coordination was far inferior to real battle formation warriors, unable to fully capitalize on nurical superiority, and even hindering each other.
Only one person.
Only one partially damaged person, suppressing seven fully-equipped individuals!
Three Research Knight apprentices were still in the process of getting up. Now only two apprentices remained standing with weapons. Among them, one hadn’t replaced the damaged weapon!
Rancheng C fired three shots, breaking the dual hands of the apprentice who had just switched guns, then with a backhand fling, lobbed the spent magazine at Inzewei. Inzewei instinctively dodged, but this action delayed her rising process.
Amidst the splashing water, Rancheng C once again attacked an apprentice.
At this ti, a series of sounds echoed in the corridor. It was the sound of a Martial Artist treading on water.
Completely different from the previous movents.
—Another one... Is it the one with the best Martial Arts?
Rancheng C imdiately halted his actions, stomped heavily, stunning the fallen Zhao Zhengxin. But right then, he felt a chilling sensation. There was a significant disparity between the radar image and the sounds of footsteps, a Martial Artist was lunging at him from behind.
Rancheng C swiftly turned and fired.
The bullet shattered the paper airplane made of tal foil. Another gunshot resounded simultaneously.
It was from a large-caliber gun. Rancheng C swayed his head in ti, avoiding the head-targeted shot, but his auxiliary weapon, along with his fingers, vanished.
Yuki trampled the water, charging out from the darkness.
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