Chapter.97 Patrick: First Round
Patrick Flo: Combat effectiveness is unknown
'Crazy' :(genius) madman
Jane Stewart: One bullet equals one vehicle
Carlyle Armstrong: Fantastic
G41: Not the original. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" - the commander's note
S05 Sector Command
The Survivor Alliance's 2nd Special Independent Action Squad
Sergeant Patrick Flo
"Executioner"βthe adjudicator rushed over with a little tiptoe, and Patrick hurriedly raised his gun to shoot, but the bullet had no effect on the humanoid.
The adjudicator pursed his lips and smiled, swinging his knife upward, the blade slicing through the concrete floor, and a black energy rushed up with red lightning.
Patrick hurriedly turned on the force field shield and barely held the energy wave.
However, in the blink of an eye, the adjudicator was already in front of him, and the blade swung down again.
"Boom!"
The blade sliced shallowly into the mechanical arm, bursting with sizzling lightning.
Catching his opponent's long knife with one hand, Patrick fired at the adjudicator with his free right hand. Some bullets slammed into the opponent's skin, tearing open a hole to reveal the metal structure inside.
Patrick was taken aback, because the Iron Will he had faced before was flesh and blood, and he thought that even the replacement humanoid was a normal humanoid controlled by the Dummy network or something.
But even then, it seems to have done its detribution. After Patrick fired, she chose to step away.
"Ah~It's shocking~" The adjudicator roared slightly sickly, "How the hell did the collapsed crystal~ come to be~"
"I don't know," Patrick replied, "you'll have to ask the researchers about it." β
"Trouble~Actually, it's almost the same~" The adjudicator crossed the knife in front, "because this knife is made of collapsed crystals~"
Patrick certainly does. Not only this knife, but even the iron-blooded weapons are probably made with collapse technology.
"Ah, yes. "The hostages are asleep on the plane, and the G41 can go up and wake them up and take them away." β
"What did you say?"
"Go ahead, G41. Patrick said, retracting his rifle and replacing it with a spur and pistol.
"But ......"
"Go. Patrick said, pulling the trigger at the adjudicator, "Order." β
"Hmm......" G41 struggled to move forward.
The Adjudicator swung his knife in an arc, slicing the bullet and striding forward as he raised his beam pistol and fired.
Patrick turned on the overload to dodge the bullets, making several holes in the adjudicator's body, and then stabbed her in the throat with a stinger. However, the spurs can only pierce a little skin on the surface, and cannot hurt the human form.
"Warning: Abnormal vital signs detected, overload forced stop. β
Suddenly back to normal, Patrick was elbowed by the adjudicator. Half of his vision was blood-red, his heart was in sharp pain, and his physical condition was terrible.
But what's worse is that the overload mode is forced to interrupt at a critical moment, which is simply. He didn't remember that the AED system had a damn safety lock.
The long knife swept almost against his body, barely dodging the slash, and Patrick moved under the plane, using the cover Iron Will had set up earlier to dodge the Adjudicator's attack.
"What was it just now~"
The bulletproof shield was split in two, and every movement that only required a second of slow reaction would surely kill him.
"You don't look good, Patrick, it's useless to keep hiding. β
He never intended to stay hidden.
The adjudicator cuts through the last piece of bulletproof baffle, and Patrick also exits the shadow of the plane, re-exposed to the sun. His opponent told him with his eyes that he was just a rabbit with nowhere to run, something in her pocket.
Patrick held the grenade launcher in his hand, which was his last resort.
"It's good~ that desperate look, ah~"
Patrick would love to tell her that he hates other people's so much. So, he raised the launcher and aimed at the target.
With a muffled thud, the grenade ejected from the launcher and landed where the adjudicator stood. However, the mechanical puppet jumped on the spot and reached an astonishing height, and the grenade failed to hurt even a fraction of a second.
Patrick looked at the puppet that leaped high and lowered his weapon. At this moment, the adjudicator's usual slightly smiling expression changed, revealing a little surprise.
"Bang!"
Shots rang out and people died. Maybe it's not appropriate to use it here. The puppet modeled after the executioner is now broken in two like the object persecuted by her long knife.
Two piles of scrap metal landed one after another, and the puppet's center of action was completely destroyed, and only the sounder could still operate.
Patrick walked over to the puppet's upper body.
"What a surprise," the smile returned to the arbiter's lips, "command the tactical humanoid in the distance with the Dummy network...... You can only shoot if I say shoot...... That's what you said. β
"Of course. How can you let Griffin's tactical humanoid get in the way. β
"Hmph...... So, how did you find out about the executive?"
"Is your sniper called the Executive? If you want to blame her, you can only blame her for hiding too close, scanning and detecting her. β
"I put her there. The adjudicator laughed.
"Then you have to remind her next time, pay attention to the surroundings, and don't patronize the search for targets. β
"Yes ~ It's a pity ~ I wanted to see how you would react after killing your companion, but it seems that the plan has failed. β
"I'm not your toy, don't keep using weird plans on me. β
"My fault~ Okay, don't delay your precious time, see you later~"
The scrap metal on the ground ceased its activity.
"The host...... The hosts!"
G41 shouted, running towards him.
"Master, I'm sorry to let that iron-blooded sniper run away......"
"Well, it doesn't matter. Patrick replied, reaching out and touching her head.
You've done a great job. The most important thing is that you're okay.
Patrick really couldn't say that.
"M99, are the hostages safe?"
"Yes, for some reason, the iron-blooded attack suddenly stopped, and the workers returned to the airport safely. β
"Well, as long as the hostages are safe, don't care. β
Patrick breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, what are we going to do next?"
"Back to the commander," Patrick said, "fight back." β
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Somewhere in the S05 zone.
"Why, why, let them go!" the man shouted angrily. "What kind of bullshit is this! I can't figure out what you're doing here!"
"What's wrong? Marshal......"
"I can't figure it out, Adjudicator, what did you just do? Are you a spy? You did it against us!"
"We are a partnership, marshal. β
"Blah, blah, blah...... You made it for me to leave a trail and let that damn task force know I was here, and then trick him into doing a hostage-taking show, weaken him with a puppet, and then shoot him in the head with a pre-arranged sniper, and the hostages would have died long ago -- I thought you would do it!
The sound of the man slapping the table echoed for a long time.
"Marshal, I admit that my plan has gone a little ...... Blunder. β
"Xiao, you just let the tiger go back to the mountain, you know!"
"Calm down, Marshal. He can't do anything alone. β
"Really? I don't think so......
"Buffon Calanlane!" the adjudicator's voice suddenly increased several times, calling out the man's name, and then returned to normal, "I remember that we negotiated~ We cooperated, and I provided you with support to eliminate the Griffin and the Lucky Alliance, but I also have my purpose. β
"You'd better make sure you don't make another half-step difference, otherwise I'm afraid you'll be the next to die. β
"I promise, dear marshal~"