I have to admit that I underestimated the combat effectiveness of Wolff's elite veterans and overestimated my own level. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the missing half of his companions, the screams of the starship core girl who was torn apart by the executioner were still echoing in his ears. Everything seems to have returned to the era of the Volunteers, when we could only watch the miserable death of our comrades and companions under the obscenity of the enemy, and the sense of powerlessness and frustration was the keynote at that time.

Now, as then, the feeling that has long been forgotten has returned.

In order to treat Kiana's wounds, we had planned to infiltrate a lab specializing in biomaterials, where there was equipment to regenerate her right hand and enough cell-activating agents to help her wounds heal.

What I didn't expect was that the calmness on the Internet and the Internet was only superficial. Executioner, this old fox actually took advantage of our advantage in the field of electronics and set a trap. When we were unprepared and were blocked from the shadows, it was too late. Seven of the nine starship cores died, six Martian children, and only three survived.

Watching my companions scurry around in a panic, I tried to take control of the situation, but I almost got out of the way of the executioner, and finally got out of his urgent gathering, and the gathering of six people plus me, and everyone was embarrassed, Kiana and Anderson were seriously injured, and my mechanical leg was still hit in the fight, and now I have lost half of my mobility.

Kiana: "It seems...... We're still ..... It's naïve, it's even the son of Mars. ”

Teresa: "Wherever it is, it's Zhao Ping who is not angry, just settle the account on his head." ”

Karen: "What do we do now?" I suggest scattering the breakout, maybe someone will be able or leave. Let me declare first, I will not leave Baimao, and we will die together. ”

Anderson: "I'm going to cut it off, even if I risk my life, I'm going to organize that bullshit executioner to move forward." ”

Akali: "You better save it, just your head, such a big goal, it's a live target." After I break it, you can run as far as you can, and whether you can survive or not is up to fate. ”

Looking at the way they said goodbye, I calmed down. Now it is the most dangerous situation, the worst outcome, no matter how bad it is, it is just a dead word, we must let go of comfort, expand our thinking, and maybe we can find a way to live.

Perhaps the luckiest thing for us right now is that we don't have a large number of mechanical infantry joining the hunt. It was supposed that the executioner liked to be alone, and perhaps he decided that he could solve all of us on his own, so he deliberately did not inform the other mechanical armies. But maybe this is our chance to escape, after all, it's obviously easier to challenge the executioner alone than to deal with the entire Avalon mech army, even if he has incredible combat skills.

Reducing the target from the entire Avalon base to one executioner, I immediately felt a lot less stressed.

It's an unassailable opponent, with a machine-like body, a human-like flexible brain, superior senses, and an invasive, autistic compound brain.

To deal with him, you have to find the perfect balance between caution and surprise as you do with a human master.

I've tried to parse my opponent's patterns in advance, using my perception to bridge the gap between me and his experience. Unfortunately, I failed, he was too fast, his killing moves were too concise, and even if I managed to predict his next move, by the time I was ready, I had already missed the optimal time window.

The Starship Cores, at Kiana's suggestion, also tried to use their own strengths to besiege the Executioner. Unfortunately, they did not have a physical advantage at all, and the difference in experience could not be made up by numbers, and the dead people who besieged him, one died from sniping, and the other was concentrated in the chest by the mechanical arm at close range, causing the sternum to shatter and die. The other two saw that things were not good, and chose to push sideways. One of the executioners trampled on his back from behind, and even from a long distance I could hear the sound of a broken spine and the abrupt wail that stopped.

The last person, this is the executioner, in order to pursue the effect of deterrence, deliberately let her escape closer, right in front of our eyes, the beautiful girl was forcibly dismantled. Crying and wailing, as well as incessant begging for mercy, could not stop the murderous groping from continuing his sadistic methods.

Perhaps thinking of the tragic situation of their last companion, Kiana and Karen both turned pale.

"If you are caught by him, please don't try to save me, just use a gun to understand me is the best rescue."

Kiana said this to Karen very solemnly.

"No, I won't let him touch you. Before he can do you badly, he will definitely have to step on my corpse. ”

As I watched the two girls say their final goodbyes, I seemed to realize something.

Am I really far from the executioners? If so, why was it that the executioner, with so many of his men, couldn't leave me behind when I first came into contact?

As I looked at the remaining survivors of our place in a more objective manner, I realized that the real reason why I felt powerless in the battle was that our goal was too big, and I was trying to get everyone out of the way in front of a master like him.

Even if I use the best predictions, when I am at the same level of skill and tactics as the executioner, one is completely different, and the other is dragging a group of burdens, and the success or failure is also immediate.

I finally realized what I had done.

Now is not the time to be depressed, and I don't have to be presumptuous, just to be on the same level as the executioner. To fight him on an equal footing, or to have a strategic advantage, all you have to do is turn the environmental conditions you face upside down.

Using the thinking strategies I learned from Wei Leili, I was able to sort out the clues, and although I didn't know how far I was from the executioners, the basic confrontation strategy was already out.

Internet communication broadcast: "Little mice hiding in the shadows, you have no chance of surviving, I will torture you to death one by one, no one can save you." If the smart ones shoot themselves in the head right away, this should be your last chance to maintain your dignity. ”

Whether the executioner was intent on provoking us or enjoying the pleasure of abusing his prey, he succeeded in at least five others. Everyone, including Anderson, was bloodless and had purple lips.

The feeling of being torn apart can be imagined from the poor girl in front of her, and the executioner wants everyone to sound the girl's last moments, so as to further weaken everyone's fighting spirit.

Unfortunately, I'm ready, and this kind of scare is nothing for a veteran like me who has managed more brutal battles.

Instead of looking at the pitiful appearance of the girls, I had to think of myself as if I was alone in the battle to be unburdened.

As planned, I'm also sending out an advertising newsletter over the Internet: "Don't get too happy. I already know that the higher-ups of Avalon will not allow you to execute the core of the starship without permission. I'm going to turn myself in to them, and see how you torture us!" ”

The executioner's answer was only one word, "Don't think!" ”

The word is so important that from his short answer, I have completed the transition between attack and defense without him knowing. He wasn't as comfortable as he used to be. Avalon's mechanical warriors have become a burden to him, and whether or not I actually turn myself in, he will not take the risk of being robbed of his prey and torture us slowly. And I've found confidence in his reaction to defeat him.

No matter what kind of elite Wolf you are, since you are targeted by me, a cursed person, it is destined not to end well.

While boosting my morale with arrogant thoughts, I took the initiative and rushed through thinking of the only way for the executioner to attack.

Since my mechanical leg has lost half of its function, I can only divide the victory with him at the fastest speed in the narrowest place. I think I've succeeded in provoking the other person, and in the case of psychological advantage, I use the terrain to reduce my physical disadvantage, and it doesn't matter if I win or lose, the point is that I can't get used to the ugly face of this guy who abuses good things.

In the narrow equipment access hallway, I saw each other at the same time as the dark shadow on the other side.

I didn't hesitate to charge forward, betting my success or failure on an attack.

The executioner on the opposite side paused for a moment. At this moment, we staggered.