Chapter 871 - 716: How Did Feng Mu Do It?!! (2)

Chapter 871: Chapter 716: How Did Feng Mu Do It?!! (2)

Intelligent Brain Xiaoyou’s cold and calm voice sounded in He’s earpiece.

On his tactical visor, the surrounding illusions of the Shadow Scorpion were marked one by one as translucent virtual shadows, with only one locked in place by a striking deep red highlight.

Guided by Xiaoyou, the muzzle in He’s hand followed the instructions precisely, bullets weaving around the illusion interference and wildly chasing after the Shadow Scorpion.

"Ding ding dang dang!"

The Shadow Scorpion retreated continuously, the menacing mechanical scorpion tail creating a blurred white light screen in front of him, deflecting or bouncing away most of the incoming bullets, sparking continuous sparks.

The cruel smile under the Shadow Scorpion’s mask momentarily stiffened, his brow involuntarily furrowing, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

"How is this possible? Can he see through my true form?"

Suddenly, the Shadow Scorpion’s steps abruptly changed, the rhythm of his retreat stepping transformed.

From rapid retreat instantly switching to a lateral glide, his body’s center of gravity simultaneously lowered, changing from the standard upright combat posture to a nearly ground-hugging crawling stance.

This directional change was extremely abrupt, defying conventional force exertion methods, like a standing scorpion suddenly reverting back to its crawling instinct, the fluidity of the motion carrying a chilling eeriness.

He moved with all limbs like a real venomous scorpion charging prey, carrying a gust of foul wind, suddenly lunging towards He’s central opening.

At such close range, the sudden directional change closed the distance, the rifle’s muzzle rotation couldn’t keep up at all.

However, the crimson in He’s eyes hadn’t receded, rather intensified.

He unhesitatingly released the gunstock, leveraging his waist, his body following with a low spinning motion, his right hand darting towards the outside of his lower leg like a lightning bolt.

"Chang——!"

A high-frequency particle short blade, its blade exuding an energy aura, was drawn, the air around the blade slightly distorted from high-frequency vibrations, emitting a low "buzzing" sound.

"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!"

In an instant, the blade’s light trail and the scorpion tail’s cold glint collided crazily in mid-air, a blur of exchanges.

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

The Shadow Scorpion’s tail was longer, its attack range broader, continuously launching strikes from various unusual angles; while He’s particle short blade, though short, in the confined space of close combat, was quicker in changing moves, appearing even more perilous.

Only a dazzling array of light and shadow flickered, with each collision erupting in large bursts of incandescent sparks, casting the figures tangled in combat into intermittent shadow and light.

Their figures moved swiftly through waist-high grass, entangled in clashing movements, leaving the grass blades scattered by the dispersion of energy waves and force.

The nearby ally, equally furious, repressed his urge to charge into hand-to-hand combat, maintaining the calm of an elite warrior despite his anger.

He quickly adjusted his angle to the flank, his two long rifles alternately firing, the muzzles emitting stable tongues of fire, blocking the fortress’s path.

The fortress, holding the ion giant shield glowing in a ghostly blue light, moved forward like a steel bastion, advancing step by step against the incoming hail of bullets.

As the bullets hit the shield, they splashed up circles of energy ripples, unable to halt its steps.

Yet, he did not fully assault, instead dividing part of his spirit, cautiously glancing towards the distant rolling and expanding area of black smoke — there, two deadly snipers were still lurking.

The next moment, the fortress’s massive body swiftly turned, the giant ion shield swinging horizontally ninety degrees, instantly facing the direction of the black smoke area.

His left eye’s electronic pupil contracted into a prism shape, the complex group of lenses zooming at high speed, the assisted aiming system amplifying the view to the utmost.

Finally, capturing two transparent shockwaves tearing through the air due to high-speed rotation.

At the center of the shockwaves were two sniper bullets about 50 centimeters long, one entirely black, seemingly absorbing all light; the other bright silver, reflecting dazzling light in the enhanced view.

One following the other, one black, one silver, both shooting violently at him several times the speed of sound, piercing through a kilometer of airspace.

"Haa!"

The fortress let out a deep roar, the shield pressed firmly against his front, his legs rooted into the ground like iron pillars.

"Boom!!!"

The first black bullet collided with the ion shield first, producing no clear impact sound, only an extremely deep explosion.

The energy shield on the surface of the shield twisted and rippled violently. The black bullet, like a drill bit, spun madly, piercing halfway in and getting stuck in the middle, its tail still vibrating at high frequency, emitting a grating overloaded electric current noise.

The fortress felt a massive force coming from the shield, causing his arms to go numb as the joints of his exoskeleton creaked, and his massive body involuntarily slid half a step back, carving two deep grooves underfoot.

"What terrifying penetration! Is this a modified armor-piercing bullet?!"

The fortress’s heart shook violently; the power of this bullet far exceeded ordinary anti-materiel sniper bullets.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, the fortress suddenly realized something was wrong — the impact of the silver bullet that was expected to follow did not come.

His pupils dilated abruptly, and his electronic eyes frantically tracked, seeing the silver bullet’s trajectory suddenly deviate as it neared the edge of his shield.

Tracing an unexpected arc, it skillfully bypassed the frontal defense of the Ion Shield.

Did the bullet just curve?

Gun Fighting Technique!!

"I can’t take it head-on!"

The fortress’s heart shuddered. Using his left foot as a pivot, he exerted force from his waist, and the power output of his Power Armor instantly increased to ninety percent, making him spin rapidly in place like a giant top.

At the same time, the large shield in his hand followed his body’s rotation, creating a storm of steel that securely protected him in the eye of the storm.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sure enough, the rain of bullets from the flanks was all deflected by the spinning shield, bursting into a series of sparks and energy flashes.

However, the silver bullet did not curve towards him as expected but rather... missed?

No, it was not a miss!

The fortress’s expression changed abruptly, and he turned his head towards the Shadow Scorpion, shouting:

"Shadow Scorpion! Watch out for snipers! Dodge!"

Shouting a warning to Shadow Scorpion was just an act of camaraderie from the fortress; he certainly wouldn’t rush over to block a bullet for him.

Members of the White Mask didn’t uphold the spirit of sacrificing themselves for teammates. With that leisure, it’s better to root out those two annoying snipers.

After giving Shadow Scorpion a warning, he no longer cared about his fate, immediately stopping his rotation.

The armor plates on his shoulders, like bulges, split open with a "whirr" sound, revealing densely packed launch nests underneath — a total of eighteen specially made high-explosive cluster bombs were in launch-ready status.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The piercing sound of air being torn merged into a continuous noise as eighteen cluster bombs, dragging white tails of smoke, soared into the sky, tracing elegant parabolas before precisely covering the area shrouded in black smoke that the bullets had come from.

Saturation firepower coverage, indiscriminate carpet bombing!

Since we can’t find you, we’ll plow through the place you’re hiding in completely!

"Boom boom boom boom!!"

The deafening explosions merged into one, as the area covered in black smoke was instantly engulfed by fiery red light balls, with shockwaves madly spreading in all directions, uprooting grass from the ground and flipping soil into the air like a fountain, soaring tens of meters high.

"Fortress, you son of a bitch! Are you trying to blow me up?!"

Iron Claw leaped up high, cursing and swearing, and one of the mechanical auxiliary limbs on his back was blown off, the broken part flickering with chaotic electric sparks, leaving only seven limbs flailing awkwardly, lacking the fluidity from before.

The other two figures clad in yellow-green appeared even more disheveled, practically tumbling and crawling out from the sea of fire, their combat suits scorched and torn in multiple places, with their backs ripped open by shrapnel and shockwaves, a dense mist of blood rising up.

The members of the Worries Relief Studio didn’t have as hard a shell as Iron Claw. Although they managed to save their lives with extraordinary reaction speed and tactical evasive actions, this nearly cost them half their lives, with their health points plummeting sharply.

However, their resolve to fight was strong; despite fleeing in a sorry state, they were still swinging sniper rifles back in the fortress’s direction, hastily counterattacking.

The fortress snorted coldly, his electronic eye’s red virtual box quickly calibrating as he locked onto the two figures fleeing in disarray.

The launch nests on his shoulders clicked again mechanically as the second wave of cluster bombs was ready.

"Struggling to the death! Time to send you on your way!"