Morpheus, Trinity and Anderson were engaged in a fierce offensive and defensive battle with three men in sunglasses and black suits.
The combat effectiveness of these "agents" is obviously much greater than that of the security guards and the heavily armed special police downstairs. If those people were subjected to a set of fighting combos, they would definitely lose their combat effectiveness even if they were not knocked unconscious on the spot.
However, the three agents fought with Murphy, Trinity and Anderson for a long time, and used no less than five or six tricks that could knock ordinary people unconscious. However, their appearance looked the same as when they first started fighting-at most they were knocked away.
Sunglasses or headphones.
"[Anderson! Cut him in the middle!]"
"[Trinity! This kick is beautiful!]"
"[Morpheus, be careful - oh, counterattack, it's okay.]"
Anderson was busy fighting the agents, but the cheers and suggestions from the crew of the Normandy kept coming to his ears. Morpheus and Trinity might have gotten used to it, but Anderson was so disturbed by the noise that his combat effectiveness dropped.
"Can anyone explain to me why these agents are so durable?" Anderson knocked back the thick-armed agents with a swing of his fist, and took the time to ask the "audience": "Also, when did you restore communications?"
"[There is no way to communicate inside the 'Hive', but you are on the rooftop now,]" Tank responded: "[In addition, the agents themselves do not have entities, they are just a piece of data. Your attacks on vital points will at most increase the damage.
, but if you want to completely defeat them, you have to completely destroy their 'data structure network'. In words that can be understood in 1999, you have to empty their 'blood bar'.】"
"Great, then can you show their 'blood volume'?" Anderson jumped back continuously to avoid the thick-armed agent's three consecutive kicks.
"[This cannot be quantified. We can only estimate it in the form of a percentage based on the observed data intensity... OK, done.]"
Following Tank's words, Anderson saw a not-so-wide horizontal bar appear on the top of the thick-armed agent's head on the opposite side. It was more than half empty, and the whole was light red. There was a number in the middle of the empty bar:
"36%"
It seems that he has gained nothing after fighting for a long time... Anderson subconsciously looked at Morpheus and Trinity's opponents.
Strong Agent: 17%
Short Agent: 24%
Why am I the slowest?
"Where are you looking!?" "Boom!"
The moment Anderson was distracted, the thick-armed agent bumped into him, knocking him unconscious. He was unable to defend himself in time, and then received two consecutive mid-section punches in the abdomen.
Anderson vaguely judged that the opponent would follow up with another heavy punch in the middle before changing his move, so he crossed his arms and planned to respond with a mid-range counterattack. Unexpectedly, the thick-armed agent suddenly stopped and instead hit with an upper high whip kick.
Anderson's head sent him flying with a spinning kick.
"[Forgot to tell you, we generally don't use this kind of auxiliary means,]" Tank's words came belatedly: "[Displaying the opponent's 'blood volume' is not only easy to distract, but when this number is close to zero, it may also cause
The vehicle overturned due to negligence.】"
"Thanks for the reminder," Anderson rolled on the spot and stood up again, straightening his sunglasses that had been kicked askew: "So, don't worry about the 'blood volume', just hit the opponent until he can't stand up."
"[There are signs to follow regarding this. When their 'blood volume' reaches zero, they will——]"
"bump!"
On the other side, Morpheus once again shook his opponent off balance, then raised his foot to trip him up, and then received a fierce double wind blow to the ears. The agent who was still struggling fell silent. There is still 13%.
The "blood volume" is directly reset to zero.
Squeaky sizzling——
The next second, a red and black lightning flashed around the strong agent who seemed to be unconscious. This lightning flashed past him, and the original black suit with sunglasses turned into a fully armed special police officer. Of course, it was
Coma state.
"[This is the most troublesome point when encountering agents in the Matrix, they can be defeated, but cannot be killed,]" Tank said: "[The guy swapped places with an unlucky SWAT officer below, and within three minutes he was
Can be repaired to an intact state by the matrix.】"
"Then we haven't - oh, right," Anderson figured it out mid-sentence: "The elevator is broken, and the agents who also follow the laws of physics cannot come up out of thin air."
"Quick victory." Morpheus moved his wrist and stared at the enemy who originally belonged to Anderson: "We will wait and find a way to rappel down to save people."
"Uh... OK." Anderson looked at the short agent who had been beaten to 18% by Trinity and felt a little pressure.
The thick-armed agent opposite him actually raised his hand and raised his hand to curl his fingers at him.
Deng Deng Deng——
Anderson quickly rushed towards the thick-armed agent, looking like he was about to launch a fierce mid-range kick. The thick-armed agent also took a step back, raised his arms to accumulate strength, and seemed to be planning a head-on confrontation.
When the two sides were about to collide, the thick-armed agent smiled coldly, interrupted the original power-charging action, and then crossed his arms forward, assuming a posture waiting to grab something.
Obviously, this was a mid-game return. If he really launched a mid-range flying kick, he would only be able to grab his legs and feet and slam them to the ground on the other side, and he would have to be beaten passively for a period of time.
"Wow!"
Anderson let out a war cry that was very familiar to everyone present, but the thick-armed agent caught nothing.
At the moment when he was stunned, Anderson had already stopped in front of him, sneered in return, and then jumped up on the spot, using the force of his two high-leg flying kicks, which hit the thick-armed agent's chin hard, knocking him down.
His entire body flew up half a meter from where he was kicking.
"Ah da da da!"
Anderson accurately hit the thick-armed agent in the abdomen with a series of light punches. These punches had the power to rise, making the agent suspended in the air and unable to land. When he finally started to fall, Anderson kicked him upward again.
He continued to float in the air, and then received another set of light punches in the midsection.
This time, the force that caused the thick-armed agent to continue floating in the air was no longer enough. Anderson did not continue to try to kick him away. Instead, he took half a step back on the spot and launched a mid-level flying kick that originally required a long distance running.
"Bang!" "Boom!"
The thick-armed agent in the suspended state had no time to respond. He was kicked far away by the flying kick and hit hard on the remains of the stairwell that had been torn apart by the elevator explosion, causing another collapse.
Zhizhizhi - Thunder and lightning flashed, and 36% of the "blood volume" returned to zero.
"Am I the slowest?" Trinity said in a relaxed tone. When Anderson turned to look at her, she had already stepped on the short agent's head, performed a backflip, and rushed to the ground the moment she landed.
Both legs kicked the dazed short agent on the lower back at the same time, causing him to roll all the way out, and in the middle of the process, he turned into a special police officer with a flash of lightning.
"[Anderson has a good connection!]"
"[Trinity's special kill is very cool!]"
"[Captain Morpheus is obviously the fastest! He just doesn't like fancy things!]"
Random audience comments came from Anderson's headphones.
