Chapter 16 There is indeed merit in the Challis empty payment
"Damn, you big freak dare to ignore me." Seeing that the tracker ignored him and still headed towards the theater, Yang Yifei chased after him, and with a bow, he slashed at the tracker's calf.
The tracker stumbled and fell to the ground, and it was only seven or eight meters away from the theater gate.
Yang Yifei didn't wait for the tracker to get up, swung the knife again, and slashed at the back of its neck, the tracker turned over to avoid the knife, still didn't even look at Yang Yifei, got up and rushed towards the theater gate.
Yang Yifei finally understood that the tracker at this time did not have autonomous consciousness, it was only equivalent to a biological weapon, and it was the system chip installed in the brain that controlled him.
In the original show, Kane's order is to kill all... S., so for non-.. Jefferson, a member of S., even when firing with a machine gun, would let the muzzle of the gun avoid Jefferson.
Not surprisingly, in the target classification of trackers, he belongs to armed civilians, and he also does not belong to. S., so it neither attacks itself nor pays attention to itself.
Thinking of this, Yang Yifei hurriedly shouted at the gate: "Retreat, retreat, its target is you." β
"Damn......" Iverson carried his two golden sand eagles, and the first one staggered away from the door, and the SWAT officers also retreated in fear.
However, this time, when the tracker ran to the door of the theater, he suddenly stopped, Huo Ran turned around and came back to face Yang Yifei, and rushed back at him.
Yang Yifei was relieved when he saw this, did he finally change the order? Kicking his feet to the ground and backing sharply, he wanted to lure the tracker away from the theater so the SWAT officers would be safe.
At the same time, he also had to go to an open place, so that his ever-changing footwork and body skills could be fully displayed, and after retreating to more than 30 meters outside the theater, it was an open field.
Yang Yifei stopped, stared at the tracker, waited for it to rush in front of him, smashed at him with a punch, and immediately squatted slightly, with a wrong step, he had already grazed the tracker's body and swept to the back of his side, and the dog-legged knife in his hand left a knife on its waist at the moment of skimming.
By the time the tracker turned around, he had moved to its blind spot, and with each change of footsteps, the dogleg knife would leave a scar or two on his body, or slash or stab, very quickly.
In this way, the dogleg knife is more harmful to the tracker than the firearm, although the tracker's wound is constantly healing, but he is not a Wolverine, and the healing speed is far from keeping up with the speed of injury.
Yang Yifei even consciously performed "Ling Chi" on it, and meat strips began to fall on the ground one after another, and the recovery speed of a piece of flesh that was cut off was much slower than just a wound, and the tracker's body function value steadily declined.
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In front of the computer, although they did not fight in person, Kane and the staff of Ambrera felt aggrieved.
Because the opponent's dodge speed is so fast, the tracker can't even catch the opponent's figure.
The screen of the computer screen is constantly turning, but the target never appears on the screen, except for the occasional glimpse of a flickering figure at the edge of the edge.
Seeing that the tracker's physical function value continued to decline, and it had fallen below 80% within a few minutes, Kane couldn't help but scold: "Shet, how can his speed be so fast?" β
The female assistant said: "It's not that he is fast, but that his dodge method is very ingenious, and the farther away the target, the easier it is to capture, and the closer it is, the more difficult it is." β
"And the range of people's line of sight is a fan, the farther the distance, the larger the angle, the wider the range, relatively, the closer the angle, the smaller the angle, the narrower the range, the other party is almost close to the tracker's body to move, only need to move a small amplitude, you can be in the tracker's blind spot."
At this time, a Korean-American Ambrera staff member spoke: "Sir, I have the impression of this way of dodging, in the Chalisi empty payment, there is a kind of kung fu called 'Swimming Baguazhang', a Chinese kung fu film in the 80s shows this kind of kung fu. β
"The Chinese kung fu master used this method to defeat the Russian strongman who was several grades higher than him, and he used his thin stature to keep rotating against the opponent, so that the opponent could not catch him."
After hearing his words, Kane stroked his chin and said, "So, there is indeed merit in Chailis's empty payment. β
He looked at the screen again and said helplessly, "Order the tracker to withdraw to the town hall!" If it continues to entangle, it will be grinded to death by the other party, looking for an opportunity to catch this guy. β
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Yang Yifei slashed harder and harder, and the tracker had been cut into a blur by him at this time, and his movements were gradually slowing down, and he couldn't keep up with his footwork.
And the special police officers have been dumbfounded, seven or eight minutes, Yang Yifei has maintained a sensitive movement, and the high-frequency attack has been seven or eight minutes, if he replaced any of them, he would have been tired and paralyzed, but Yang Yifei was still alive and well.
Suddenly, the tracker no longer tried to attack Yang Yifei, but turned around and strode away into the distance, Yang Yifei subconsciously caught up a few steps when he saw this, and slashed it twice in the back, seeing that it had no intention of turning back and fighting again, he stopped.
Secretly relieved, he finally withdrew, presumably Ambrera saw that the tracker couldn't help him, and if he continued to fight, he would grind him to death, so he ordered it to withdraw.
He seems to be relaxed, but in fact the consumption is also very large, he used to fight crawlers in the supermarket, and he had already gone through a hard battle, and now he has come again, and his physical and internal strength has been consumed by more than half.
If he continues, he will have to risk revealing his secrets in front of Ambrera and the SWAT at and pull out his rapid-fire machine gun to kill the tracker.
In the world of experience, Yang Yifei would never let himself enter a state of weakness, because that often meant that he would face a fatal crisis.
He had to at least ensure that he was ready to fight at any time, and at the worst of all, he had to ensure that he could escape, so the evacuation of the tracker was the best option for both of them.
Yang Yifei flew on the clothes of the corpse of a zombie next to him, wiped the blood stains on the knife, inserted it back into the scabbard, and then returned to the theater.
The special police officers rushed up and hugged Yang Yifei in the middle, and Brady shouted excitedly: "Wright, you guy is really amazing, such a terrifying monster has been beaten away by you, and when I get out, I must learn kung fu from you." β
Another said: "And that way of moving, it's so cool, that monster is being played around by you." β
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm going to learn this too."
Yang Yifei patted Brady's shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't be stupid, if you want to learn that, you can't practice without a few years of hard work, if you want to learn some boxing and kicking, I can teach you." β
Brady said: "It's only been a few years, and it's not that I can't endure hardships, I just entered. S. at the time, our training was harder. β
Yang Yifei said: "I'll talk about this later, Captain Jos, you better get the bus as soon as possible!" My companion is still waiting for me to go back and save him. β
Jos nodded, "OK, Kevin, I'll leave it to you, Haydn, Brandon, Austin, you three are responsible for protecting him." β
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