Chapter 3: The Battle of the Trapped Beasts
This guy is certainly not simple!
When he noticed more than a dozen scars on the man's body, large and small, Morty made a judgment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This person, if not a mercenary, must be a special soldier or agent of some Eastern country. It is more likely to be the latter, since mercenaries operating in Africa rarely use such high-level equipment as body armor.
It was at this time that the man made a move.
The change came suddenly, and when Morty came to his senses, the man had already rushed over, less than five meters away from him.
However, he couldn't get close to Morty, and he was greeted by a wall of black flesh as tall as a mountain peak, and a fist the size of a basin.
Jason has a shot!
Although unusually tall and burly, Jason is very agile and not clumsy at all.
The next scene made Morty even more dumbfounded.
Jason's all-out punch can bring down an African buffalo. But after the man was punched, he only retreated a few meters before he stood firmly.
At this point, the man's attention fell on Jason.
When Jason looked back, Morty nodded slightly, signaling Jason not to worry.
If he can survive Jason's hands, there is still value in winning over and using it. If you can't, you'll have one less miner.
It's just that Morty obviously didn't expect that guy to take Jason in his eyes at all.
Just as Jason looked back at Morty, he made a move. Although Jason's reaction was extremely fast, and he made a judgment when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, the man was faster and extremely agile, and when Jason turned around, he was already approaching, and then sideways to avoid the punch.
The two men were close together, and his first punch hit not Jason's burly body, but the elbow of his right arm.
"Ahh
At the scream, Jason's right arm bent inwards strangely.
With just one punch, the man took off Jason's right arm!
Morty was horrified and even more dumbfounded.
You know, Morty has seen Jason strangle a male lion with his right arm, and it goes without saying how strong that arm is.
The pain fueled Jason's bestiality, and before the man could retreat, Jason threw his left fist, swept sideways and backwards, using the strength of his waist. Although Jason's left arm is not as strong as his right arm, with a weight of more than two hundred kilograms, the huge inertia generated by twisting his body, that punch is absolutely heaven-shattering, as long as it is hit, let alone a person, even a strong zebra will fall.
Unfortunately, the punch missed.
The man was short, and his huge fist roared over his head, not even touching his scalp.
The sheer weight gave Jason a lot of strength, but it was no easy task to stop the spinning body.
When Jason turned around, he was facing the man.
At this point, the man threw a second punch.
He is only one meter and eight meters tall, almost two heads shorter than Jason, and looks like a doll in front of Jason, who is like an iron tower.
It's just that, with the opening punch, Morty didn't dare to doubt his lethality.
"Poof—"
Hearing the muffled sound of the fist hitting the flesh, Morty involuntarily shuddered a few times, as if it was himself who had received the punch.
This punch is absolutely painful.
The hit is in the middle of the bottom two ribs, that is, above the abdominal muscles, between the chest cavity and the abdominal cavity, and below the skin and flesh is the diaphragm muscle.
Replace someone else, just one punch is enough to kill.
Breathing is not done by the expansion of the rib cage, which is limited by the ribs, and the chest cavity cannot be greatly expanded, but by the up and down movement of the diaphragm muscles.
The diaphragm muscle is hit and it is unable to breathe normally.
In addition, trauma to the diaphragm muscle can also cause physiological phenomena such as coughing and vomiting.
This man is definitely a master of martial arts!
Morty had a feeling of being found in a treasure.
If you can subdue him, you will have one more good hand by your side. Whether it is dealing with the encirclement and suppression of government forces, or grabbing territory with other warlords, such good hands are needed.
As the saying goes, a thousand troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find, that's what it means.
By this time, Jason had bent over, his eyes bloodshot, and his expression was very painful.
The man had circled to Jason's right, but didn't back away.
His mastery shows that he is confident in his own strength and knows that it is dangerous to deal with enemies who are stronger than him, but the only way to win. If the distance is widened, the difference in arm length alone can make him die a miserable death.
It's just that daring to fight in close quarters with an opponent like Jason requires not only confidence, but also strong strength.
"Jason, don't!"
Because Jason had already turned around, Morty immediately shouted out when he reached for his gun.
It was at this time that the man struck for the third time.
Like Jason's second punch, he also threw his palm sideways, using the power of his lower back, and the slash hit the back of Jason's neck socket.
The point of impact is between the cervical vertebrae of the third and fourth segments.
The cervical spine was hit hard, and even if it was as strong as Jason, it couldn't bear it.
As Jason fell to his knees, the man grabbed Jason's neck with his arm and tried to finish him off.
It's just that he underestimated Jason's physique.
With life and death in jeopardy, Jason raised his left hand, which was holding the python revolver, and tried to aim the gun at the man.
It was at this moment that the man fell backwards.
"Bang-"
The gunshot rang out, and a head suddenly became a bloody blur, and half of the skull flew into the air, but it was not the man's head, it was Jason's head.
Not good!
The sound of gunfire woke Morty, and he immediately reacted, grabbed and sent body armor and other items over, and the crew who had been standing next to him.
"Bang, bang—"
The gunfire rang out again, and the crew member blocked the bullet fired at Morty.
"Da Da Da ......"
"Da Da Da ......"
The two guards opened fire almost simultaneously, and the rain of bullets enveloped the field, and the field was suddenly splattered with blood, and dozens of bullet holes appeared on Jason's body.
"Bang, bang......"
"Bang...... Click, click......"
The python opened fire again, and the two guards fell to the ground. It's just that the revolver only has six bullets, and the man has already run out of bullets in the magazine.
The gunfire drew the soldiers from the barracks, including dozens of Morty's guards.
The man emerged from under Jason's corpse with a .45 caliber Colt pistol cartridge in his hand.
The pier was on the outskirts of the barracks, and the nearest soldier was still more than a hundred meters away, and even if he had already fired at the man, he would not be able to get his head right.
Morty is already out of spirit, and the man is not only powerful, but also first-class marksmanship.
Two guards, all shot in the forehead!
You know, it was a Colt python revolver, the recoil was amazing, Jason couldn't control it, but that person could blow up his head more than ten meters away.
When he approached, the man had already loaded his revolver.
As he raised his revolver, he suddenly shuddered and fell.
Morty shuddered for a while, and then saw Larang lying on the ground, holding a stun gun.
At this time, several guards ran over.
"Lock him up and don't hurt him."