In the middle, two military trucks full of slaves were blocked in the middle by scrapped vehicles in the front and back. The driver tried to abandon the car and hide, but was driven back into the car by the whistling bullets.

Strangely, once they got into the car, the bullets stopped greeting the two trucks.

Wang Quanli lay down in the carriage, holding his mother in his arms, listening to the sound of bullets whizzing not far away, trembling with fear.

The same goes for the rest of the people in the car, who have experienced such fierce gunfights before, but this is the first time they have been so close to death.

Every stray bullet that skimmed the sky made them let out a cry of fear.

Wang Quan took advantage of his peripheral vision to glance at the soldier, and found that he was leaning against the wall of the car, his face distorted with fear, and his whole body trembled, and he did not dare to look back at the battle situation outside, let alone get up to fight.

His eyes were fixed on the rifle, and it was loosely grasped in the soldier's hand.

The powerlessness in the face of the beating, and being framed by Mu Feng, let him know that in the face of oppression and frame-up, closing his eyes and bearing and obeying will only fuel the arrogance of the oppressor and make the oppressor more unscrupulous.

Resistance, only united, can change this hopeless status quo.

If the blacksmiths could unite and ignore Mu Feng's threats and tell the truth about that night in front of the Feng investigators, how could they get on this truck bound for the Land of Death?

He made up his mind in his heart to be the first to stand up and resist. Even if you die, be a warrior who dies in battle, not a sheep who closes his eyes and waits to die.

Gently let go of the arms that were holding her mother tightly. The muscles of his body tightened with adrenaline hormones.

His mother sensed the change in her son, and knew her son. She immediately guessed what her son was trying to do, and a swollen, misshapen hand gripped his son's sleeve tightly. Shaking his head slowly, tears welled up in a pair of cloudy eyes.

Wang Quanli took a deep breath, tore off his mother's hand, and squeezed it hard.

"Ahh

He shouted loudly to dispel the fear in his body, stood up and rushed towards the soldier, grabbing the rifle in his arms and trying to snatch it over.

But having only touched the rifle a few times before, he ignored the gun strap on the gun. When he pulled the gun, he pulled the soldier over directly.

This made his heart chuckle, and he was a little at a loss, so he could only hold on to the rifle.

"You pariah, how dare you resist?"

The soldier was stunned by the sudden attack, and then anger rose from the bottom of his heart. He was very timid in the face of the unknown attackers, but in the face of these sheep-like slaves, he suddenly became bolder.

He grabbed Wang Quanli's hair with one hand. twisted his head up, and it was a knee, and slammed his knee into Wang Quanli's front door. This was followed by continuous kicks and punches, attacking Wang Quanli's soft abdomen with his heels.

"Gross!"

Wang Quanli's kicked chest rolled. A mouthful of sour water vomited, and his face turned pale.

Suddenly, the soldier let out a painful cry. But it was Wang Quanli who bit his ankle. He bit very hard, and the masseter muscles protruded. A pair of eyes stubbornly stared at the soldier.

"Ahh You bastard! ”

The soldier grabbed his rifle and pointed it at Wang Quanli.

"I'll kill you!"

Just as he was about to pull the trigger. Suddenly, another figure pounced on him and threw him directly to the ground. A palm full of iron aura pressed against his face.

"Uncle Zhang?"

Wang Quanli's eyes had begun to blur.

Immediately afterwards, several more blacksmiths pounced on him, surrounded the soldier in the middle, punching and kicking him.

Because these blacksmiths have been striking iron all year round, they have a lot of strength, and they are fists into the flesh. The soldier was still resisting at first, and it wasn't long before he could hear a feeble plea for mercy. It didn't take long for even the screams to die and the soldier was killed by their fists.

The blacksmiths looked at each other in disbelief. They just saw that the soldier was beating Wang Quanli unscrupulously, and even wanted to kill someone, so they rushed forward with a mouthful of blood. Unexpectedly, the originally strong and seemingly inviolable soldiers of the Yin Corpse Gang were killed by them so easily.

"Be careful!"

Wang Quanli suddenly shouted, and he saw the driver in the driver's seat of the truck, holding a rifle, pointing at them.

The driver's face was full of disbelief, not believing that these slaves, who had been submissive, suddenly dared to resist. It's as unbelievable as a rabbit suddenly eating people.

"Die, you mob!"

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

There was a dull gunshot, and a bullet hole suddenly appeared in the front windshield of the truck. The driver's head burst open on its own, and blood and brains mixed together and stained the rear window.

Li Mei took a deep breath, pulled the handle of the Lee Enfield rifle, and reloaded. Her attention at the moment was not on the military truck, but on Li Mu and the power armor.

If the Power Armor does not have Psionic Resistance Armor attached, it will be very vulnerable to the Evil Hunter. Its conspicuous large and inflexible size is its biggest weakness. The Ghost Hunter is strong enough to attack power armor with psionic bullets out of range of the chain gun, disabling its scouting system, walking system, and even electrical wiring.

Using diamond psionic armor-piercing bullets and large-caliber anti-materiel rifles, Li Mei was even able to directly penetrate the cockpit of the power armor and kill the driver inside.

But this disadvantage is not a problem when dealing with meat system professionals. The skill attack range of meat system professionals is too small, and before the second energy level, it is very rare to exceed the power armor chain gun. The vanadium dioxide mechanical muscle of the power armor, in the extreme state, can burst out with more than two tons of power.

This is more than the maximum strength of the vast majority of fourth-level meat system professionals.

But Li Mei could only watch, and the news that the Great Elder had passed the Demon Hunting Sword to Li Mu didn't know why it was leaked out. In the time they had been in Lakin Beed, several elders had already come to question the Grand Elder's decision. Even the Great Elder's direct subordinates. was also enthusiastic and opposed to her decision.

They all regarded Li Mu as a little white face who relied on nepotism to climb up. Even the prestige of the Great Elder in their eyes was weakened.

In order to prove himself, Li Mu must do something that can convince the public. He had to destroy this power armor alone. Talent is enough to prove his own strength.

Li Mei was a little worried, she hesitated for a moment, put the Lee Enfield rifle in her hand aside, and took the 14.5mm anti-materiel rifle on her back in her hand.

She was about to take a chance and shoot the power armor.

Li Mu inhaled the air into his lungs hard, and then slowly exhaled it. This is a technique used in Sato's kick to stimulate the body's fascia and muscles to get excited and perform at their best.

One of his eyes narrowed, looking at the power armor that was about thirty meters away. A pair of hands held the heavy ice crack long sword, and the strength of his whole body collapsed.

If he used the energy jet, he was eighty percent sure that he would hit this power armor hard with a single sword, but he was unwilling to do so.

He could feel that many eyes were on him, watching him behave against the power armor. He has to show overwhelming strength to get them to identify with his strength.

The energy jet is obviously not powerful enough.

The driver's nerves in the power armor were also tense, and his palm was wrapped in a motion-capture glove. It's already wet with sweat. He turned on the power of the millimeter-wave radar to the maximum, and firmly locked on Li Mu's position, ignoring the remaining power that was beating rapidly.

He knew that the young man in front of him was very agile, enough to adjust the muzzle of the cannon in the power armor. Dodge in time. Thirty meters was too close for him. The other party rushed directly, and it would take no more than a second.

He was waiting for Li Mu to act, when he was moving at high speed. It is very difficult to change the trajectory. At that time, the fire control computer can accurately calculate the amount of lead. And guide the shooting.

The cannon has a rate of fire of 250 rounds per minute and is capable of firing 4 shells per second.

He has self-confidence. Under the guidance of the fire control computer, Li Mu was hit with these 4 shells.

The officers of Ameriken used to act with them against the Meat System Professionals. He scored almost perfect marks for a humanoid object that was doing complex movements at a high speed of 30 m/s and had a hit rate of 85%. He believes he can do it this time.

Li Mu's eyes widened violently and launched a fanatical charge.

The howling wind tore at his hair and clothes, making the sound of a hunting wind. If it was an ordinary person, at this speed, he couldn't even break open his eyes, but Li Mu's eyes were staring at the power armor tightly. With the dynamic vision enhancement of the Eagle Eye skill, he can clearly see its every movement.

He saw flames erupting from the muzzle of the cannon. But the muzzle velocity of the shell exceeded three times the speed of sound, which was not at all what he could catch with the naked eye.

【2nd Charge】

Li Mu instantly changed the trajectory of movement, deflected by 60 degrees, and instantly broke away from the lock of the fire control computer.

The driver chuckled as he listened to the alarm sounding in the cockpit as the target was out of lock. A cold sweat welled up from his back.

Before he could react further.

“Duang！”

There was a sudden noise on the right side of the cockpit, and then the power armor structure diagram in the lower right corner of the helmet display system turned red with the cannon and right arm. This symbolizes that they are disconnected from the main engine of the power armor.

The right arm of the power armor has been cut off!

The driver could hardly believe his eyes. Although the titanium alloy armor plate on the arm of the power armor is not the thickest, it is also 12.7 mm thick, and the inside is also lined with bulletproof fibers, which is very strong.

Now, it has been cut down by brute force, with a cold weapon such as a sword.

He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down with sharp pain. He manipulated the power armor and pulled out the alloy dagger that was attached, trying to fight Li Mu hand-to-hand. Having lost his right arm and cannon, he had no chance of winning, but he was still ready to fight until the very end. (To be continued.) )