Chapter 15: Targeted by Ambrera
"Bang"
Brady, the sniper, pulled the trigger, and the bullet struck the tracker's chest in a puddle of blood, but he couldn't even pause on his feet.
"Shet." Brady breathed heavily, reloaded his bolt, and fired another shot, still failing to get the tracker to react.
Brady was furious, stood up with his sniper rifle, and shouted, "You're dead, big freak." β
This time he put the crosshair on the tracker's head, but the moment he pulled the trigger, the tracker suddenly raised his arm to block the door of his head.
"Bang"
A puddle of blood appeared on the tracker's arm, still unresponsive, and strode towards the theater door, its system vision had already scanned the other party's weapons, well, those weapons, it wanted.
Brady weakly put down his sniper rifle, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Okay! I'm out of options. β
After that, he picked up the ammunition box and ran to the staircase, there was no point in him staying here any longer.
"Form a defensive formation and take it down." Next, Jos quickly arranged the firepower, and the SWAT officers dispersed, all of their guns aimed at the tracker.
Yang Yifei reminded: "Guys, remember to set fire to its head. β
"Understood."
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Outside the city, at Ambrera Camp, Kane asked the female assistant in front of the computer, "What's the situation?" β
The female assistant looks at the data displayed on the computer screen, and the tracker's system vision is displayed......
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Armed civilians: 2
"A team of armed humans, well-organized, and well-armed."
Kane bent down slightly, leaned closer to the screen, and said, "I'm surprised that there are still people alive at this time." β
The female assistant said: "Yes. S. The people of the Special Tactical Rescue Team, they are all masters, and don't forget, the person who stole the Tracker's weapon, we have never been able to find it. β
The corners of Kane's mouth hooked, and he said, "Then let's see how powerful they are!" Change the order, kill the light.. S.γ β
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Over there, after the tracker got closer to thirty meters, Jos decisively ordered: "Fire." β
"Dada......"
"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......"
Thirteen long and short weapons fired in unison, and the value of the tracker's vision, which represents bodily function, slowly decreases from 100%.
It's really going down slowly, about 0.5% per second, in other words, if they want to kill the tracker, they have to keep this kind of fire for 200 seconds, more than three minutes, obviously, it's impossible to do.
What was even more terrifying was that they couldn't see that the wounds that had been punched out by the tracker were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the warheads that had entered its body were squeezed out by the muscles.
Its biostats are regenerating at a rate of 0.2% per second, which means that the concentrated fire of thirteen automatic weapons can only deal 0.3% damage per second.
The moment they opened fire, the tracker suddenly raised his stout arms to protect his entire head, and strode forward at an extremely fast speed.
"Ceasefire." Yang Yifei shouted, and the special police subconsciously released the trigger and turned their heads to look at him.
Yang Yifei threw the carbine in his hand to a special police officer next to him, pulled out the two dog-legged sabers on his legs, and said: "The gun is useless against it, you can't let it get close to you, otherwise you will definitely die, and I will deal with it." β
After saying that, he strode out, and all the special police, Iverson and Brady, who had just come down, all rushed to the door, nervously watching the scene in front of them.
Yang Yifei's body shape can be described as slender and slender in front of the tracker, this is not a heavyweight duel at all, so who can win?
Brady shouted, "Come on, kung fu boy, let that big freak see how good Cellis is in the air." β
Yang Yifei stared at the trackers, they rushed towards each other impartially, the speed was not slow, and at a distance of about ten meters from the gate, one person and one monster met.
Yang Yifei took off when he was still a foot away from the other party, still a standard volley kick, and all the special police officers saw this classic move, their eyes widened, and their eyes were burning in anticipation of the arrival of that scene.
"Bang"
Yang Yifei did not disappoint them, this kick hit the tracker's chest, the internal force exploded, and the tracker fell back.
"Roar...... Cruel...... That's it, kill him......" Brady sniper rifle on his shoulder, his empty left hand waved in the air, and shouted excitedly.
However, Yang Yifei knew that when he saved the reporter before, he kicked out that leg, but he only relied on his physical strength and did not use internal force at all.
If this kick is kicked on the zombie now, it will have to fly out seven or eight meters away, and the bones of the upper body will basically not be intact, and even the spine will have to be broken.
He kicked on the tracker, but he fell less than two meters back, and his own feet were numb.
This kick is a temptation, both to test the physical strength of the tracker and to test one's own strength.
Yang Yifei's final result was that he should never collide with the tracker physically, and with the physical strength of the tracker, he wanted to fight with it, unless he practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna to the tenth layer, and he had the strength of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.
Or there is Alice's super resilience after the perfect fusion of the T-virus, otherwise he must be the one who will be abused as a dog in the end.
The two dog-legged knives turned around in his hands, and Yang Yifei took the knives and faced the tracker again.
However, to his astonishment, the tracker didn't seem to have the slightest intention of fighting him, and actually went around a little and ran again, rushing directly towards the theater.
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At Ambrera Camp, Kane and the rest of the staff let out an exclamation in unison, and thirteen guns swept at the tracker for a few seconds, but dealt 3.5% damage to it and recovered 1.4%.
And Yang Yifei's kick instantly caused 2.3% damage to the tracker, what is this concept?
"It's incredible, how the hell did he do it?"
"Impossible, this can't be, the data shows that his kick plus the inertia of the forward rush, the power that bursts out is only about 1,600 pounds, that is, the level of a top martial artist, how can it be possible to cause so much damage to the tracker?"
Kane quickly commanded, "Record the data." β
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Kane asked the female assistant, "Do you know what's going on?" β
The female assistant's fingers jumped on the keyboard, and she quickly gave the answer: "At the moment when the other party kicked the tracker, an unknown energy invaded the tracker's body, and the damage caused by the opponent's foot to the tracker was 0.8%, while the damage caused by that energy was 1.5%. β
Kane was surprised, "Unknown energy? Can you analyze what kind of energy it is? β
The female assistant said: "It's a kind of biological energy, I can't analyze it specifically, if I'm not mistaken, it should be the 'qi' in the air payment of Challis." β
Kane smiled dumbly and said, "You mean Huaxia Qigong?" Does such a thing really exist? In the past, those so-called qigong masters in China would find out in the end that it was just a joke. β
The female assistant said: "It's hard to say, these ancient civilizations themselves are very mysterious, and it is not excluded that there are people who know the real qigong." β
Kane muttered, "No matter how mysterious they are, these things are not worth mentioning in the face of powerful technological forces. β
"Change the order, kill all the humans you see, and prioritize the closest person, and if the tracker doesn't fight back, maybe he will kill him."
"If this Chinese kung fu kid can survive and capture him, if there is really such a thing as qigong, it will become a new means of strengthening for us."
"Yes, the order was changed to ......"