At this moment, the test hall was filled with blazing fires, all caused by the photoelectric gun exploding the drilling and welding guns.
Sadler was extremely angry. This Dinmon was extremely slippery. As soon as he turned the muzzle of the gun, Dinmon would either hide behind the consoles or throw the drill and welding gun from a long distance.
After his first experience, Sadler did not dare to shoot at will. This "Pioneer" power armor is a very old first-generation product. It has many functions, but it cannot withstand large shocks.
, he also doesn’t understand why the above designated black gold base keeps using this crappy thing.
Now the gun doesn't dare to fire at will, and firing is a waste of energy; the alloy blade can't cut anyone if it rushes forward, the synchronization rate of the first-generation armor is really unflattering, and that kid is so fast, it's better to rush out and do it alone.
The system started again: "The body damage degree is 34%, the energy reserve is 35%, the main battle gun needs to be charged, and the charging time is..."
"I'm going to fuck you." Sadler didn't bother to listen anymore, so he simply kicked open the hatch and jumped off the armor.
"You bastard, get over here." Sadler roared angrily.
The little bad guy said: "Ding Meng, don't get entangled with him. A large number of their troops are coming soon. The energy fluctuations I have detected are getting more and more intense. They are expected to arrive here in 3 minutes."
Dinmon didn't want to delay with Sadler, but he knew that if he wanted to truly leave this hall, Sadler was the hurdle he had to pass.
The Leopard Machine Gun and others in front may be fierce or cunning, but they are just labor leaders, but Sadler is different. This guy is not only a mercenary, but also the leader of the mercenaries. He has secretly observed Sadler's actions many times.
, studying its habits and patterns is to wait for this critical moment to deal with it.
Sadler now took out a syringe gun and stabbed his arm with a click. The test tube on the gun quickly injected the crimson liquid into his body.
The little bad guy couldn't help but said, "What is he doing?"
Ding Meng's expression was very serious: "He is injecting himself with steel mixture."
The little bad guy said: "Don't we have one too?"
Ding Meng said coldly: "Ours is completely different from his."
As for the different method? It was too late for Ding Meng to explain to her. Sadler slammed his boots on the ground, then stepped forward, only this step was five or six meters away, and then punched out with his right fist.
The fist actually made the sound of breaking wind in the air, and its power was several levels stronger than the leopard's yesterday.
With a "pop", Ding Meng received the punch with one palm, but the knife in his other hand could not strike out, because Sadler's fist was a feint, and his other hand had already reached his armpit and pushed it up.
Then he used his back to twist in the opposite direction and threw Ding Meng straight away.
If an ordinary person fell to the ground firmly, a piece of bone would be broken even if he died. Fortunately, Ding Meng used his strength to turn over in the air and land steadily five meters away.
The little bad guy said: "This guy is really good at using the "Military Body Fist"."
Naturally, Ding Meng didn't know about "Military Body Fist", but he knew very well that ordinary people, besides sensing source energy, also often practiced various boxing techniques, kicking techniques, etc. Xiao Badi had also explained to him before, that was martial arts.
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Having martial arts skills and not having martial arts skills are two completely different concepts. To put it bluntly, those who were born in orthodox majors have a natural advantage.
But these are secondary. The important thing is that now that Sadler has been injected with a highly polymerized steel mixture, his strength, reaction, speed, resistance, combat ability, etc. have all been greatly improved in a short period of time. This is the most important thing.
Troublesome.
The steel mixture produced by the workers is a low-end product that will exhaust your stamina within ten minutes at most, and is completely incomparable with the high-end products produced by the mercenaries.
Sadler was also a little surprised when he saw that Ding Meng was standing there fine and fine. This time he changed his fists to palms and struck hard. Ding Meng did not dare to take a hard hit and quickly dodged to the side.
As soon as he flashed, the miniature thermal gun on Sadler's wrist fired out an energy bullet with a "ping" sound, and the bullet hit Dinmon's chest almost simultaneously.
Ding Meng stopped suddenly, stood still, and leaned back. This was the oldest "iron bridge" move. In fact, it was not a move at all. People born in Yeluzi could do any difficult move in a critical situation.
However, when he regained his feet, Sadler's whip had already flown in front of him, and there was no time to dodge.
"Uh-" Ding Meng groaned.
Although he stretched out his hand to hold the whip, the front end of the whip had already been wrapped around his neck several times and was tightening. His throat felt like it was being strangled by a pair of iron hands, making him completely breathless.
Although he had observed Sadler's shots many times, he still could not imagine that this guy could use the whip so skillfully.
"Where is the thing? Hand it over and spare your life." Sadler yelled sternly.
Ding Meng's right hand slowly reached into the baggage, took out a small and exquisite black box, and threw it in front of him.
Sadler sneered: "Again, do you really think I'll fall for the same trick as you twice?"
This is a box of nutrient solution issued to workers by the exchange center. How could Sadler not recognize it?
However, Dinmon's next move shook Sadler's confidence, because he slowly raised his right leg, seemingly trying to crush the box.
"How dare you!" Sadler was shocked and angry, and rushed forward.
As soon as his attention was distracted, the force on the whip was much weaker. Taking advantage of this fleeting gap, Ding Meng raised his right hand fiercely, and took out his claw knife. A dark golden light went straight towards Sade.
Throat strangled.
This is another fatal blow, either you die or I die.
Unfortunately, this time he was throwing a knife, and the distance was a little farther. When Sadler saw a bright light coming towards him, he had no time to dodge, so he simply twisted his neck and managed to avoid the fatal blow.
With a "ding" sound, the claw knife hit Sadler's shoulder armor, but half of the blade was still buried in his shoulder blade.
"I'm going to fuck you." Sadler was furious. He endured the severe pain in his shoulder and exerted force on his right arm again. The whip began to tighten again, and this time it dragged Ding Meng back.
"Chichichi——"
A string of white energy suddenly shot out from Sadler's glove, rushing along the whip like an electric current, and spread throughout Ding Meng's body in an instant.
This is an energy chain, and the person hit is almost completely incapacitated.
No one would have guessed that Sadler's whip looks like a whip, but is actually a technological fiber. Not only can ordinary sharp weapons cut continuously, but it can also conduct energy to defeat the enemy at critical moments.
Ding Meng felt that his whole body was bound by another force, as if streams of air were entering his pores, and his body was completely paralyzed.
In the final analysis, he is still just a junior source energy user. He has neither practiced the secret code of exercises nor has any martial arts skills close to him. His body can only store source energy. He has not changed completely. He is still just an ordinary person's body, so he was pulled over.
Finally, he couldn't withstand Sadler's heavy blow.
"Bang——"
The fist hit Ding Meng's chest accurately.
"flutter--"
Blood sprayed out from his mouth like rain and mist...
