Are you schizophrenic?
Lin Miao knew the other party couldn’t understand, so he pointed directly at the Wildman and said frankly,
"I’m a shareholder of ERO, and I’m here to rescue the insurance custors of ERO. Is that hard to understand?"
"What if I insist on taking him away?"
Lin Miao took an electromagnetic tech shotgun from the magnetic device on his back, it seed to be called Sadala, one of the spoils after blasting open the Night Wanderer’s vault door.
As an electromagnetic accelerated projectile, its armor-piercing capability is top-notch. Even light Power Armor can hardly withstand it; of course, the recoil is equally outrageous. Without high-strength prosthetic arms, it’s just asking for trouble, one shot and you’d be hospitalized.
For those Power Armor soldiers, it seems a bit miniature, but for Lin Miao’s over-two-ter-tall physique, it fits just fine. In the absence of anti-material weapons, this can barely suffice.
(This thing in Sol’s hands can dryly waste 20% of Hamr’s blood in one shot, it’s ridiculously stronger compared to Marlorian’s scraping massages on Hamr. Who would have thought Marlorian can kill an elephant with one shot but can’t even hurt Hamr?)
"Then I’ll have to ask you to die."
Just as Caster finished speaking, three Power Armor soldiers who had long sneaked downstairs began attacking Lin Miao simultaneously. He was just using a lot of words to distract Lin Miao.
This three-story building, barely ten ters high, is not even a slope to Power Armor. They leap onto the building, surrounding Lin Miao from three directions, completely blocking all his retreat routes.
No matter what you have, let’s kill first.
Three high-frequency military knives, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, almost simultaneously slash at Lin Miao. Even if he wore the prize drawn from the Interdiate Card pool, he wouldn’t want to try fighting head-on; needless to say, he would definitely die miserably.
He imdiately twisted and flipped to dodge, his body adopting a strange posture to narrowly avoid the three slashing knives. The closest blade was less than a milliter away from his most exposed waist, barely brushing past.
The buzzing vibration transmitted through the air gave Lin Miao goosebumps. What kind of purple mood is this? No wonder users end up shattered.
This Power Armor cos equipped with special neuro-implants, perfectly resolving the previous lag defect of the exoskeleton. It can translate neural signals and electrical signals within milliseconds, reacting five tis faster than your own body, rivaling the fully modified Power Armor.
If your nervous system and body are not strong enough, this Power Armor might directly twist you into pulverizing fractures.
It’s positioned in balance between traditional prosthetic class Power Armor and external program Power Armor, without needing to cut a person into a torso and fit them inside.
In the mont of avoiding the three-man attack, Lin Miao hadn’t yet landed but already held the gun single-handedly, side-body suspended, aiming at the back of one person passing by. To avoid the firing delay issue of Sadala electromagnetic acceleration, he had already pulled the trigger before the blades ca close.
Bright arcs dispersed over the four side batteries, and several projectiles roared out under the empowernt of magnetic field forces. If they hit the most fragile part of the Power Armor, it would certainly be a kill-shot.
However, the Power Armor soldiers, already intensely alert due to their comrade’s death, activated Sianweistan at the first sign of anomaly.
Already reaching speeds of 40 km/h, under the intense action of Sianweistan, their instant speed gets close to sonic speed. As the projectile was about to hit, they slightly turned their heads, and the projectiles that should have directly punched through the back of the head left only a few grazing marks on the scalp.
They previously used the sa operation to catch or deflect rockets.
But due to the special reasons of Power Armor itself, their brains cannot endure usage exceeding 0.2 seconds and require quite a long cooldown. It’s still too challenging to use it for offense.
Landing, Lin Miao released compressed gas from his legs for propulsion, quickly retreating, directly jumping and falling downstairs to distance himself. The three imdiately chased and jumped down, but Lin Miao turned to look at the three behind him during his descent, his Sadala recharged once again.
With a bang, another bunch of projectiles was fired, yet this ti, even with Sianweistan, it’s useless. The few in mid-air descent had no leverage, and could only cross their arms in front, letting the shot hit their outer armor.
Clang clink clang!
The sound of tal collisions echoed, leaving several small holes on the armor of the hit individual’s arms, evidently penetrating their defense and damaging internal transmission structures.
Gas propulsion from both shoulders adjusted Lin Miao’s posture to land first. He attempted once again to use that power to launch programmatic attacks against the Power Armor soldiers, but this ti there was no response.
The prepared trio had long shut down their network connections, and unless Lin Miao could plug a data cable into their necks, not even Bartmos himself could affect them without hardware support.
Tsk...
Looks like this power isn’t almighty after all.
No choice but to continue entangled with the three. Despite this Horizon light Power Armor having decent attributes, complete functions, wider and safer application range, its performance is not yet revolutionary. Facing a three-man siege, even Lin Miao struggles sowhat.
As for the other Trauma Team mbers, it’s hard to insert themselves into the four-person combat, rely using smart weapons to set off fireworks for enthusiasm from the periphery.
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