Chapter 44 The Dust Has Settled
Once again, he barely dodged a sharp shovel attack, and then forcefully slashed out with his sword, forcing the opponent to retreat.
The hidden cooling holes on Milton's body emitted steam with a hiss, causing the rising temperature bar in the upper left corner of his vision to drop a bit.
Part of the "thermal insulation paint" sprayed on the whole body before coming here has been lost in the previous grenade explosion, and the opponent's psychic flames are pouring out in a wasteful way, along the engineering shovel Keep burning yourself.
But that’s not the point.
After dozens of consecutive fights, Milton finally understood the problem.
The other party’s “technology”.
In other words, the opponent's skill in using that engineering shovel for close combat is more powerful than my own who has used the "Close Weapon Mastery" tactical memory!
No. It can even be said to be far beyond! Only in this way can the other party suppress him in turn even though his body function is clearly inferior to his own!
“What a psychopath.”
Milton murmured in his heart.
In what age is this, how come there are still people who are "skilled in cold weapons"?
"——This is what you take for granted."
The mixture of coolant and artificial plasma splashed wantonly.
As if he guessed what the opponent was thinking, Song Shi struck with a smile and said, "Slashing with swords is a fine tradition of psychics since ancient times! They don't even know how to use cold weapons. What kind of psychic is that? ”
——What a ridiculous reason!
Even at this moment, when he heard the other party say such words, Milton was a little angry and laughed, not believing what the other party said at all.
It’s time to fight for your life.
Milton said to himself in his heart.
Now there is another opportunity, and that is weapons.
The single-molecule knife produced by the "Platinum Workshop" in my hand uses a full-body composite forging process and uses a single molecule of "hexagonal crystal carbon nitride" as the blade. The market price is 7,999 credits.
The engineer shovel in the opponent's hand is at least two to three thousand years old at best, and its quality is a bit worse than that of a single-molecule knife. This is by no means a random guess. Milton can clearly see that there have been many appearances of that engineer shovel. Gaps big and small.
This is your own advantage.
Next blow.
Forcibly overload and overclock the right arm prosthesis, increase the output to the threshold limit, cut off the engineer shovel with a monomolecule knife, and then crash into it! Cut off the opponent's head!
Without any hesitation, Milton roared angrily, no longer retreating, but went straight forward, with a life-threatening attitude, and slashed at Song Shi with all his strength!
And Song Shi raised his engineering shovel and blocked it.
——That’s it!
At this moment, a harsh mechanical roar suddenly sounded from Milton's right arm, the heat soared sharply, and countless fine components rotated until they finally turned into a huge force to activate the monomolecule knife!
Not even the sound of metal rubbing together.
The monomolecular knife was like cutting into a piece of fine butter, and the blade of the engineer shovel split into two pieces in an instant - ignoring the crazy overload warning of the right arm prosthetic limb, Milton roared again, pushed the blade further, and slashed towards... It was the other party who was caught off guard!
In less than a second, he can cut the opponent's head in half.
But he ran out of time after all.
In the gap divided into two parts by the shovel in mid-air, Milton and Song Shi looked at each other. At this moment, the former was shocked to find that the other's eyes were extremely calm, and there was even a little approval.
The next moment.
The red-gold flame rolled upside down and turned into a counter-attack force born out of thin air, pushing Song Shi's body to change direction and avoid the slashing trajectory of the monomolecular knife.
Then, almost at the same time as his body changed direction, Song Shi let go of the handle of the engineer's shovel, and his whole body leaned down - and then, a silvery cold light cut through the darkness, and in an instant, he crossed Milton !
When time that seemed to be frozen flows again. The two figures separated and stood facing each other.
Song Shi turned around.
Perhaps due to the effect of inertia, Milton stumbled forward a few steps, unable to hold on any longer, and half-knelt down. However, while kneeling, he turned his head with difficulty and stared at the person behind him.
A scalpel that was almost completely inserted into the flesh revealed a short handle on Milton's neck.
“Cough”
Because a “second heart” was implanted to enhance his circulatory system, even though he suffered so many consecutive traumas, Milton coughed up blood, but still Did not lose consciousness quickly.
His vision did not become blurry like in the movie - the prosthetic eye focused faithfully as always, clearly showing Song Shi's face.
And another scalpel held in the opponent's hand.
The opponent just abandoned the engineer shovel, pulled out two scalpels from the lining with both hands, and cut his own throat at the moment when the two of them met.
"Tell me, you understand what I want to know."
"Hey tell you?"
Milton forced out a smile, stained with plasma and coolant His face was filled with a messy mixture of fluids, motor oil, etc., and he looked particularly ferocious: "You killed me, and I'm about to die, and you still want to ask for information from me?"
"Your modification degree is about 32%, and as a mercenary, most of these implants are of the "life support", "body function enhancement", and "weaponry module" categories."
< br>"A fatal wound for ordinary people may not be fatal to you. At least you can live longer."
Song Shi looked down at Milton: "I hate killing, I hate it very much - but if It’s definitely necessary, and I won’t refuse. Trust me, you never want to experience that feeling.”
Milton was silent for a while.
".My employer is Kenge, the director of the institute where you escaped."
"Well, what else? Has he told you about his further plans?"
"Hey, let me think about it, there really is."
Milton laughed softly: " That guy is a loser in the factional struggle within Jade Pharmaceutical. As far as I know, he is always thinking about making a comeback."
"He asked me not to alert the Security Bureau and Jade Pharmaceutical, and to take you back privately. I guess it may have something to do with his plan to make a comeback, but it’s hard to say. Who knows the real situation. "Ah, by the way."
As if he suddenly remembered something, Milton showed a look of memory and said slowly. : "One more thing, Kenge."
The next moment, the words stopped abruptly, and Milton suddenly raised his hand - the knuckles of his right hand flipped open instantly, and a row of black gun muzzles pointed at Song Shi and opened fire!
Then Song Shi escaped.
From the beginning, he did not squat down and remained standing, overlooking Milton.
The latter's right prosthetic limb was close to scrapping after forced overload, and his movements were much slower. In addition, Milton was seriously injured and found it difficult to move. This almost "shooting" shot was a bit too conspicuous and slow. .
A plume of green smoke came out of the muzzle of Knuckle's gun, leaving several holes in the cement wall in the distance.
Song Shi slowly walked back to his original position and looked at Milton.
“Continue talking.”
(End of this chapter)