Chapter 223: Charge
"Boss, what are we going to do now?" Looking at Shen Hao's distant back, a black man in a headscarf next to Sammy Dorn asked a little stunned.
"Made! What else, cover him with all your might! Sammy Dorn spat the cigarette butt from his mouth to the ground, grabbed a Vulcan M61 cannon from the weapon Shen Hao had thrown, connected the chain and pulled the trigger across the street. Since they have chosen to believe in these so-called super soldiers, there is not much choice but to continue to trust them at this moment, after all, the four Reapers are no longer an easy opponent for their infantry who do not have too many anti-armor weapons.
The VulcanM61 cannon's recoil is extremely powerful, but Sammy Dorn is also very strong in his own right, and with the support of the building's bunker, he can barely control this non-individual combat weapon. The other members of the rebels who had received orders from the leader also pulled out more and more firepower towards the approaching Terminator forces. If it weren't for the approaching Reapers, this level of firefighting would have been a common occurrence for these elite rebel fighters.
Trying to lower his body as much as possible, Shen Hao's speed was getting faster and faster, although he would also use the surrounding obstacles to avoid bullets on the way, but his act of charging alone against a large number of terminators quickly attracted the attention of all the terminators, and almost at the same time, at least ten machine guns were pointed in his direction.
Shen Hao's pupils shrank, the ground under his feet cracked, and his body flipped to the back of an overturned SUV, and a large number of bullets hit the body of the scrap car trembling like chaff.
However, Shen Hao dodged behind the car for less than a minute, but he kicked the ground under his feet violently, and his body jumped up like a dry onion, only to hear a loud noise, and the abandoned car he was hiding in just now was shattered by a heavy cannon. Hundreds of meters away, a faint green smoke was rising from the muzzle of the nearest Reaper Black Hole Hole, and the huge shoulder cannon was still slowly adjusting its angle following Shen Hao's upward movement.
A huge fireball rose, and countless fragments of different sizes scattered in all directions, but Shen Hao, who was in the air one step in advance, did not directly suffer the impact of the explosion, but jumped higher with the aftermath of the explosion. At this time, all the terminators below raised their guns, and the barrage in the strafing was raised higher and higher as Shen Hao's rising body rose.
Shen Hao was in the air, his tumbling body curled up in a ball. The shards of the car from the explosion below crackled into his body, but they couldn't pierce his body. At this moment, a twisted fragment that was probably the front hood of the car flew upwards against his body, Shen Hao's half-squinted eyes suddenly opened, and his curled body unfolded violently like a spring squeezed to the limit, and his feet kicked heavily on the half of the hood.
A pair of deep footprints suddenly appeared on the hood of the prototype, which had been distorted to make out the prototype, and the hood itself crashed into the building on one side at a speed no less than that of a cannonball, and a large hole was pierced through the concentrated concrete wall, but fortunately it was far from the rebels' hideout, otherwise someone would have died.
With the help of the reaction force of this kick, Shen Hao's body shot into a group of T600 terminators like a cannonball, and at this time, the machine guns in the hands of those terminators were still raised in mid-air, and they didn't have time to lock on to Shen Hao's figure.
"Bang!" Easily stepped on the neck of a T600, Shen Hao turned over and grabbed its remnants and spun in place, the T600, which had lost power, still stuck the trigger of the M134 with his fingers pulling the trigger, and a large number of bullets swept out of control, hitting the companions around him.
This street is not spacious, nearly ten T600 Terminators are clustered together, and this time it was bloomed in the middle of Shen Hao, and it was actually an unlucky guy who was shot through the armor plate on his chest by a bullet fired indiscriminately, destroying the core power battery.
However, more Terminators obviously didn't care about the casualties of their companions, and the infrared electronic eye quickly locked on Shen Hao's body, and seven or eight machine guns were all fired at him. In such a dense formation, only the emotionless and fearless Terminator robot dared to react like this, and the scrapped T600 that was set on fire was beaten to pieces in an instant.
However, Shen Hao once again reacted before those Terminator actions. After letting go of the headless T600, it rolled on the spot, and the T600 next to it, which was destroyed by a stray bullet, had not had time to fall to the ground, but Shen Hao had already raised his leg and kicked on its waist.
"Bang! Smack—" As always, he kicked the remnants of the Terminator more than a dozen meters into the air, which was still the result of knocking a member of his kind. And Shen Hao himself relied on this kick to stick to the ground and slid quickly under the feet of several Terminators, like a mouse, "whooshing" into the bottom of another abandoned car.
"Boom-" The furious heavy cannon exploded in the group of Terminators, and the heavy bodies of the stunned T600s were blown out like paper figures. The Reaper's low IQ caused it to instinctively chase after its target, apparently not noticing the fate of its companions.
"Nima!" Shen Hao, who had just gotten under the car, suddenly felt a tingling of his scalp, and he didn't have time to change his action of lying on his back, and his limbs exerted force at the same time, throwing the Toyota sedan on his body diagonally into the air. I only heard a loud "boom", and the car, which had just been two or three meters above the ground, exploded into a fireball, and a huge wave of air lifted Shen Hao, who had just turned over, into a shop on the side.
The Reaper's shoulder cannon, though powerful and accurate, has a few seconds of reload time between each shot. And just now the two guns came almost one after another, and it was obvious that another Reaper had already entered the range of the shelling.
"Poof~" The gray-faced Shen Hao suddenly opened his mouth, and a large puff of gray smoke spewed out heavily, and a feeling like eating a cannon battle immediately came out of his mouth, he propped up his arms to push away the heavy building debris on his body, and a large amount of garbage shredded by the explosion immediately "boomed" and turned down,
The combat uniform on his body was torn open with several tears, and there were faint bleeding wounds in between. Fortunately, Shen Hao's body at this moment had already surpassed ordinary body armor, and such an explosion still only caused him some flesh wounds. The muscles near the wound contracted, squeezing out a few pieces of metal embedded in it, and stopping the bleeding from the wound.
Unable to breathe at all, Shen Hao covered his head and face with both hands and smashed through the outer wall on the side of the shop, and rushed directly to the street again, behind him, another heavy artillery shell exploded violently, Shen Hao repeated his old tricks, his body was vertical, and he flew out again with the help of the explosion of air waves.
A group of T600s blocking the road have been crushed under the heavy artillery bombardment of their own reapers, although there are still many guys who have not been injured to the point, still dragging their mutilated bodies to continue fighting, but at this time, the fire cover of the rebels on the opposite side has also been covered, these T600s and the four motorcycle terminators are all attracted to the target, and occasionally sporadic stray bullets fly towards Shen Hao, which cannot cause too much injury to him.
"Boom-boom-" Another Reaper came into the range of the shelling, and three thick shoulder cannons kept roaring after Shen Hao's figure. However, without the containment of the small terminator, Shen Hao's movements were swift and extremely efficient, constantly using the obstacles on both sides of the street to change direction rapidly, and the slow rate of fire of the heavy artillery could not completely lock his figure. It's like using an anti-aircraft gun to fight mosquitoes, and the powerful heavy artillery shells didn't even scratch a piece of his oil skin except for providing Shen Hao Feiyue with an explosive gas wave.
At this time, the reaper's own lack of suppressive firepower was clearly exposed, because it carried a large number of motorcycle terminators and T600 auxiliary attacks, so the huge reaper did not even have an anti-aircraft machine gun installed in addition to a powerful shoulder gun, and at this moment, in the face of Shen Hao, who was small in size, fast speed, and good in individual defense, these reapers, who could annihilate a human armored team, were obviously a little stretched.
"Boom-" Another heavy cannon shot, and a pickup truck was blown up and flew vertically. And with it flew up was Shen Hao, who was ready to go. He took a deep breath and slammed his feet back into the ground, kicking the blown pickup truck back to the ground as his body flew like a cannonball towards the nearest Reaper.
The Reaper's electronic eyes locked onto itself, and its shoulder cannon spewed tongues of fire at the same time. Shen Hao, who was flying, didn't blink his eyelids, his body with his limbs closed and the oncoming cannonball brushed by, and the wave of air that exploded behind him caused his forward-rushing body to deflect to the side by more than a meter of force, causing the mechanical arms grabbed by the reaper to the left and right to grasp the empty space.
Shen Hao, who had dodged this fatal shot and claw, began to fall sharply downward, and while grazing the reaper and falling, Shen Hao suddenly reached out and grabbed from the tactical backpack behind him, and actually took out a bundle of ropes with a metal grappling hook. This kind of equipment is a tool used by ordinary special forces to climb when performing infiltration missions, and it is occasionally used in urban street battles, so when he set off, Shen Hao brought a pair and put it in his backpack, and only guns and ammunition were thrown to those rebels before, and he still kept these practical small equipment in his hand.
The steep hand threw out the grappling hook and grabbed the reaper's shoulder, the rope of the high-strength fiber was immediately tightened, and Shen Hao's rapidly falling body was pulled back violently under the action of the rope claw. Like the pendulum of a big bell, Shen Hao's body drew a perfect parabola in the air, and with the power of this pull, he turned his head and landed on the shoulder of the reaper.
Less than a meter away from him was the formidable heavy cannon on the shoulders of the Reapers.