AD.1999.5.21——】

Matrix, honeycomb rooftop.

"Wow!" "Drink—" "Boom! Boom! ”

Morpheus, Trinity and Anderson are in a fierce offensive and defensive battle with three black suits in sunglasses.

The combat effectiveness of these "agents" is obviously much more powerful than the security guards downstairs and the heavily armed special police, if it is those people, if they are subjected to a set of combat combos, even if they are not unconscious on the spot, they will definitely lose their combat effectiveness.

But the three agents had been fighting with Morpheus, Trinity and Anderson for a long time, enough to stun ordinary people, and they had eaten no less than five or six sets of tricks, but they looked the same as when they first started the battle - at most they were knocked off sunglasses or headsets.

"[Anderson! Cut him in the middle! 】”

"Trinity! This kick is beautiful! 】”

"[Morpheus be careful—oh, counter-attack, that's fine.] 】”

Anderson was busy fighting the agents, but the cheers and cheers of the crew of the Normandy kept ringing in his ears, Morpheus and Trinity may have gotten used to it, but Anderson was distracted by the noise, and his combat effectiveness was reduced.

"Who's going to explain to me why these agents are so durable?" Anderson threw a hook to fight off the thick-armed agent and took the time to ask the "spectators", "Also, when are you going to resume your communications?" ”

"[There's no contact within the 'Hive', but you're on the rooftop now," Tank responded, "[Also, the agents themselves are not physical, just a piece of data, and your attack on the vital point will increase the damage at most, but in order to completely defeat them, you have to completely destroy their 'data structure network', and in 1999, you have to empty their 'health bar'.] 】”

"Great, can you show their 'HP'?" Anderson dodged the thick-armed agent's triple sweep in quick backswings.

[There is no way to quantify this, but it can only be estimated as a percentage of the intensity of the observed data...... OK done. 】”

As Tank spoke, Anderson saw a not-so-wide bar appear on the top of the head of the thick-armed agent opposite, it was more than half empty, the whole was light red, and there was a number in the middle of the bar: "36%"

It seems that it is not for nothing that I have been fighting for a long time...... Anderson subconsciously looked at Morpheus and Trinity's opponents.

Strong Agent: 17%

Short Agent: 24%

Why are you the slowest?

"Where are you looking!?" "Boom!"

Anderson's distraction moments as the thick-armed agent slammed into him, knocking him into a dizzy stun and failing to defend himself, before receiving two mid-range punches to his abdomen in quick succession.

Anderson vaguely judged that the opponent should be followed by another mid-range punch, so he staggered his arms to respond with a mid-range counterattack, but the thick-arm agent suddenly stopped, and instead hit Anderson in the head with a high-whip leg in the upper section, sending him flying with a spinning kick.

"[I forgot to tell you, we generally don't use this kind of aid,]" Tank's words belatedly said: "[If you show the opponent's 'HP', not only is it easy to be distracted, but you may also overturn due to negligence when this number is close to zero.] 】”

"Thanks for the reminder," Anderson rolled on the spot and stood up again, straightening his sunglasses that had been kicked crookedly: "So, don't care about the 'HP', as long as you hit the opponent and can't stand up." ”

"[Regarding this, there are signs to follow, when their 'HP' reaches zero, they will-]"

"Bump!"

On the other side, Morpheus once again shook his opponent off balance, then raised his foot to trip him, and received another ferocious double blow, leaving the struggling agent silent. There are still 13% of the "blood volume" that goes straight to zero.

Squeak squeak sque

In the next second, a stream of red and black thunder lit up around the strong agent who seemed to have passed out, and this thunderbolt swept past him, and the original sunglasses and black suit turned into a fully armed SWAT, of course, in a comatose state.

"[That's the most troublesome part of encountering agents in the Matrix, they can be defeated, but not killed,] Tank said, "[That guy swapped places with one of the hapless SWAT officers down there, and was repaired to an intact state by the Matrix in less than three minutes.] 】”

"Then we don't—oh, yes," Anderson figured out halfway through, "the elevator is broken, and agents who also follow the laws of physics can't get up out of thin air." ”

"Quick fix." Morpheus moved his wrist to stare at the enemy who originally belonged to Anderson: "Let's wait to find a way to rappel down and save people." ”

"Uh...... Good. Anderson looked at the short agent who had been beaten by Trinity to 18%, and felt a slight pressure.

The thick-armed agent on the other side pulled the corners of his mouth and raised his hand to hook his finger at him.

Pedal Pedal –

Anderson hurried towards the Thick-Arm Agent, looking like he was about to unleash a ferocious mid-range kick, and the Thick-Arm Agent stepped back, raising his arm to charge up as if intending to make a hard hit.

When the two sides were about to collide, the thick-arm agent smiled coldly, directly interrupted the original charging action, and then forked his arms forward, assuming a posture waiting to grasp something.

Obviously, this is a mid-stage return move, and if you do do hit him with a mid-stage kick, he will only grab his leg and foot and slam him on the other side of the ground, and he will only be beaten passively for a while.

"Wow!"

Anderson let out a battle cry that was familiar to everyone present, but the thick-armed agent caught nothing.

In his stunned moment, Anderson had stopped in front of him, and with the same sneer, he jumped on the spot, and with the help of his strength, two high-legged kicks hit the thick-armed agent in the jaw and kicked him half a meter away.

"Ahh

Anderson landed a series of mid-leg punches to the abdomen that were so powerful that they left the agent suspended in the air and failed to land, and when he finally began to fall, Anderson landed another mid-kick that kept him floating, and followed him with another mid-range light punch.

This time, the strength to keep the Thick-Arm Agent in the air was insufficient, and instead of continuing to try to kick him away, Anderson simply stepped back half a step in place and unleashed a mid-course kick that would have required a long run.

"Bump!" "Boom!"

The hovering thick-armed agent didn't have time to respond, and was kicked far away by the flying leg, slamming into the wreckage of the stairwell that had been torn apart by the elevator explosion, causing another collapse.

Squeak - Lightning flashes, and 36% of the "HP" is directly reduced to zero.

"Am I the slowest?" Trinity said in a relaxed tone, and by the time Anderson turned to look at her, she had already stepped on the short agent's head and did a backflip, and sprinted at the moment she landed, kicking both legs on the vertiginous short agent's lower back, kicking him all the way out and turning into a SWAT look in a flash of lightning halfway through.

"[Anderson is well connected!] 】”

"Trinity's nirvana is handsome! 】”

"[Captain Morpheus is the fastest!] He just doesn't like bells and whistles! 】”

Anderson's headphones were filled with a jumbled audience review.