I don’t know if there was something wrong with my movements, or if the opponent was superior. Just when I turned around with a frown, took out my knife and was about to slash at the black figure behind me, the man in the darkness moved at an unexpected speed.

Blocked my attack.

After a metallic collision sound, I was surprised to find that my attack was firmly blocked by the scabbard of a knife.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, under the rays of the setting sun, the man who emerged from the darkness had already shown his figure to me. The man in a long black cloak was holding a unique Japanese sword.

, their faces are similar to those of the parliamentary operators, all wearing masks. According to those people, the special masks worn by the parliamentary operators are to provide oxygen to the people wearing the masks, so that they can better fight.

Supply oxygen.

He held the scabbard in one hand and glared at me fiercely with his eyes hidden in the hood.

Then, the man in the cloak used his scabbard to attack me for the second time in the direction of the attack. This sheath blow made me take several steps back, and the force was so strong that it was difficult for me to stand on my heels. When I struggled to lift my feet,

After my numb arms regained their posture, my eyes met the cloaked man's blade again.

The heavy blow made me lose my balance, and the exaggerated force also made me step back again. Rather than retreating, it was more like being knocked away. It was only after my back hit the hard iron frame that I realized that I

He is no match for the person in front of him.

"You promised not to leak the news about oil exploration." The man in the cloak took back the knife and coldly lowered his head to ask the dying Hunter, but the person who answered him was not Hunter.

That self-righteous reply was actually his heavy cry of pain after being injured.

"And you... still let others know." After muttering to himself, he turned his attention to me. If I still have a standard automatic rifle in hand at this time, I should deal with a parliamentary operator like him.

Not a problem. But the problem is: I don’t have a usable gun around me.

However, he alone cannot fight against our entire crew.

Just when the council officer was walking toward me with a knife, Lao Lan arrived just in time. When he stepped onto the main platform with a submachine gun, he saw this scene. Unexpectedly, Lao Lan was so impulsive that he directly took the knife.

He pulled the trigger, and the 7.26 bullet fired the entire magazine. However, this wave of attacks failed to work. The submachine gun's accurate head made most of the bullets miss, and only a few bullets hit the cloaked man.

But I have to say that the group of agents in the parliament are really confusing. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it: Lao Lan’s bullet hit the man in the cloak, but the latter was not affected by the bullet.

The impact was caused by the impact, and the pain did not hinder his movement. The most important thing was that when the bullet hit his body, the sound that was heard was not the sound of tearing flesh and blood, but the sound of metal impact.

"Shelling!" Lao Lan yelled to me on the other side. As soon as he finished speaking, the explosion hit the oil well where we were. What followed was a violent shaking, and everyone on the platform seemed to be affected by the shaking.

, even the mysterious cloaked man almost stumbled and fell due to the shaking of the platform.

"What's going on? What's going on?" I stood up and supported myself with a knife.

"Southern State Old Navy! They came to settle accounts with these joint councils who want to grab oil..." Lao Lan also supported himself and stood up.

At this time, Lao Lan and I both focused on that cloak.

"You should not exploit any of the natural resources of the southern states," I told him.

He did not look directly at me. The hood and the breathing mask covered his entire face. After a while, he was willing to suppress his breathing and responded: "This is for politics...".

"If the United Parliament hadn't agreed to that bill, the northern states wouldn't have done such a thing! They don't even take civilians like us seriously." Lao Lan took out his pistol and pointed it at the man in the cloak.

: “Is that all politics? .

"Part of the bill came to power with the support of the people. Northerners don't have class conflicts like southerners." The cloaked man replied with a smile, "That's your problem, not mine."

I gritted my teeth and stared at him as he pulled out the knife again and crouched down, as if he wanted to quickly resolve the conversation between us. But this time, the argumentative nature revealed in his words was no longer

If you are not strong, the council officers will not delve into these political digressions, they will only do their job.

"Kill us, and you won't get the oil wealth on the bottom of the sea." I also picked up the knife and took a stance.

"We want influence, kids. I'm not arguing with you about innocence," he replied.

"You butcher!" I said with a disgusted expression.

"Han!" Lao Lan stopped my impulse, "Don't rush forward and die!" he reminded me.

And our fear makes the man in the cloak even more arrogant.

"Is the talking time over?" He twirled the knife in his hand and added: "We have to do it before the old navy bombs the drilling platform into the water."

Then, he raised the knife and pointed it at both of us.

"That's right." I nodded and pointed at the man in the cloak with my chin, and at the same time, he rushed up.

His speed was astonishing, as fast as an out-of-control wild horse rushing into a checkpoint. Lao Lan and I were also knocked out of our stance by this speed, and we dodged in different directions. But this time, he did not have time to resume his attack.

The posture also gave me a chance to breathe.

But in fact, he did not stop attacking. When I recovered from the embarrassment in surprise, I saw the man in the cloak pull out a pistol from his waist. At that moment, the bullet hit me hard in the back.

The bulletproof insert in the tactical vest was pushed into my back. The impact once again made me unbalanced, and the unfavorable combat situation had shifted to my side.

Fortunately, I was not alone. Lao Lan's timely action saved me from the second bullet attack: he shot and fired, and the bullet destroyed the cloaked man's revolver. The battle situation returned to balance, and the cloaked man after this

Within a few seconds, he ate several submachine gun bullets. He thought that this attack would directly destroy his body, but the bullets were completely blocked by his cloak made of special materials.

These bullets couldn't hurt him at all. The council's technology covered most of his body, and even the explosion fragments couldn't hurt the flesh and blood body inside the cloak.

So I swung the knife in my hand at him, but he blocked it in turn, and our blades clashed for several rounds. But his arm strength was stronger than mine, and he almost killed me several times when the blade collided.

My arm was numb and I had to hand it off. The blade was even blunted in several places, and the blade began to crack and chip.

Just when I struggled to get rid of his defense, he quickly changed his posture and made a solid vertical chop on my knife. At this time, I was tired of defending and could no longer do anything more.

I didn't have a good plan to avoid this move, but I could only instinctively hold up the knife with a curled blade and receive this powerful blow.

But I didn't expect his sword to be so exaggerated: this one-moji slash actually cut off the blade of my blade! There was a crisp metal impact sound of "clang" and I waited until the blade broke.

When it fell to the ground, I discovered that the knife was broken.

"Peace is hard for those of us who made our fortunes by war! We can't make money without relying on you people." The man in the cloak twirled the knife and kicked me aside. "What do you say? Boy?"

"

"Screw you, there is no room for you war maniacs to survive now. You are just trying to stir up trouble by relying on oil to gain influence." I stood up with difficulty holding on to the iron frame and said, "You are creating a war!

"

"Give the war a chance, it will change the ignorance of civilians." He looked at me coldly and said. At this time, Lao Lan was still pointing the gun at him. This was the conversation between me and the man in the cloak just now. Even if

Even if you have a bulletproof cloak made of special materials, no matter how exaggerated it is, it will not be able to withstand the impact of so many rounds of 7.62 bullets.

"Then let the civilians go, don't use us as guinea pigs! Go directly to declare your war, don't come here to play tricks!" Lao Lan raised his gun and shouted at the cloaked man.

"As I said, this is for politics. You civilians are really insensitive to a certain extent. Just maintaining this kind of tax in the southern state is not a disguised massacre? Everything that is too ideal will only make the pie in this area bigger and bigger.

!”

He stood still and still talked to me calmly.

He had no intention of arguing with me at the moment. If Lao Lan hadn't pointed his gun at him, he wouldn't have wasted his time like this. "Let us go, we will only take what belongs to us," I said.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms." He replied without changing his expression.

After saying that, he took a step back and got out of Lao Lan's sight, which forced Lao Lan to shoot before the cloaked man wielded his knife. On this wide platform, the sound of the gun pierced my ears again.

Inside, I saw the cloaked man grabbing the corner of his cloak with one hand and rushing in front of Lao Lan like he was holding a shield.

When I reacted, Lao Lan's left arm had been cut. In the first few seconds, the bullet from the submachine gun in Lao Lan's hand either missed or was blocked by the cloak. In short, the bullet did not

It works. If this was ordinary arrow-proof cloth or Kevlar cloth, it would have been torn by the bullet. Even the 7.62mm bullet can't do anything to him, so how much damage can the sword do to him? I guess not.

too much.

So I could only take out the dagger, and while Lao Lan was fighting with the cloaked man, I rushed up and stabbed him in the back.

But the other party was not stupid. The cloaked man's reaction speed was faster than the two of us, and he noticed my arrival from a distance. Immediately afterwards, he used a knife to poke away Lao Lan's weapon and gave up the fight with Lao Lan.

He chose to travel through his body to deal with me.

Just because of his speed, I couldn't stab him.

The fact is that he was forced to pull up his cloak and parried my attack in a hurry. Originally, he could have completely retreated and dodged the stabbing, but because of his arrogance, the dagger pierced that layer.

Thick fiber cloth.

Yes, my attack worked. The dagger stabbed the cloaked man's right arm, and blood splattered out.

The man in the cloak wiped the blood on his right arm with his left hand in disbelief, and then looked at the dagger in my hand with his astonishing eyes. "Boy! Where did you get it!" He gasped.

ask me.

I know the origin of this dagger very well. In that prison, do you remember? It was the joker who threw it to me. It is also a weapon of the parliament, and it is even more important for any common weapon on the street.

.Compared with them, this knife not only does not curl its blade, nor does it rust, it can even do things that bullets cannot do when faced with the cloaked man's bulletproof cloak. It's obvious.

"A gift from a friend." I replied coldly.

"If you still refuse to stop until your defense is completely broken...you will have no choice." Lao Lan stood up covering the wound and warned him.

I can see that the man in the cloak is hesitating. He has not undergone physical modifications like the joker. The only thing that allows him to shuttle between battlefields is a large windbreaker with a hood and a cape. This allows him to

It is protected from the impact of small-caliber warheads and some explosion fragments. But it is not an iron wall. Even bullets can pull the special fiber bit by bit until it is torn. Therefore, he cherishes his life, knowing that the cloak is damaged.

He could no longer be reckless, he had to retreat unscathed.

Just when the three of us were in a stalemate, a burst of gunfire interrupted this brief and embarrassing situation.

There was a loud "boom". When the sound of the cannon sounded, I turned my head suddenly. After the sound of the cannon, there was a violent explosion and violent shaking. The brackets on the platform also burst and fell apart, and a lot of debris

They all fell to the platform due to this shelling. Lao Lan and I struggled to maintain our balance, but the shelling still did not stop.

"It's that old warship! They opened fire!" I said.

"Bombardment!"
Chapter completed!