In a life-or-death situation, Hilda snatched an RPG bazooka from a mercenary. Bayi Chinese Network ≈≠=.=8=1≥Z≠≥.≈C≤O≥M≈ and then aimed at Tang Yun's cockpit in Chen Hanyu's extremely angry gaze. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Song Minghao lightly raised the gun in his hand and shot at Hilda's palm.

Not listening to his commander's arrangements and ignoring tactical intentions is something he cannot tolerate in any battle. If it weren't for Hilda's presence in the Apocalypse, rather than her own mercenaries, this shot would not have been aimed at the hand, but at the head.

Boom, with Hilda shot in the hand, the EMP bomb deviated from the cockpit and hit the wall on Tang Yun's left side.

Shrapnel flew and smashed into Tang Yun's left robotic arm, so much so that its mechanical structure was quite damaged. But Tang Yun didn't feel the pain transmitted by the sensor, but a tingling itch. Because the high-power microwave subsequently released by the electromagnetic pulse bomb seriously destroyed the circuit equipment of the left arm of the mecha that Tang Yun was driving.

Tang Yun was stunned that after this numbness, the left robotic arm could no longer move, and in the full-view retinal light curtain in front of him, a simplified green mecha icon flashed in the lower right corner of the line of sight, and the upper left arm and lower right abdomen flashed with red light, a big red percentage jumped wildly, and the mecha intact rate was 47%.

The massive metal head twisted into his left arm to look at it, and saw the shattered metal shell that had been blown up and the wind pressure plate that was about to fall. The huge machete of the X cyborg beast appeared in Tang Yun's heart, and his right hand left his waist and leg, and he ripped off the wind pressure plate and slashed wildly at Hilda.

After slashing seven or eight times in a row, the upper body of the mecha bent lower and lower due to the loss of support at the waist, so that Tang Yun had to lose the wind pressure plate and hold on to the wall of the passage with his hands to maintain a standing posture.

In the end, Tang Yun was extremely relieved to see Hilda stabbed himself in the waist, although he couldn't kill her instantly, but watching her wail and squirm, dragging out a palpitating blood mark under her body, Tang Yun's heart was extremely happy.

Watching all this from the corner, Chen Hanyu gritted his teeth with hatred, he had already heard of how Hilda treated the third observation group. But after all, it was just a set of experimental samples, so he acquiesced and didn't say anything. But seeing Tang Yun's reaction at this time, he seemed to understand something, if it weren't for this damn woman, the third observation group might have been dealt with a long time ago, and it wouldn't have been so fierce. Thinking of this, Chen Hanyu spoke into the microphone and said, "Don't save Hilda when the first aid team cleans the venue later!" Let her fend for herself! ”

Tang Yun didn't have time to rub anymore, his right hand once again pressed the damaged hydraulic rod in his right lower abdomen to prop up his upper body, and ran forward. But Tang Yun, who has no combat literacy, does not have the mood for the rest of his life, just a series of actions exposed the cockpit that damaged the cockpit cover, if it weren't for Chen Hanyu's order to capture Tang Yun alive, Tang Yun would have died several times at this time.

However, after this time, these battle-hardened mercenaries have found everything that is convenient to find around them, and have set up rudimentary barricades in the passages. These messy piles of broken tables and chairs, exploded broken walls, broken iron doors, and small pieces of energy shields temporarily made by the engineering team filled the already not spacious passage, making Tang Yun's escape degree drop again.

Tang Yun's situation became more and more critical, and the percentage of mecha intact in the lower right corner was slowly decreasing, from 47% to 44% under these few actions. Maybe Tang Yun couldn't understand the other values in the retina light curtain, but he was still clear about this value.

Not only because of the flashing mecha-like icon, but the key is that with the drop in this value, Tang Yun's sense of stagnation in piloting the mecha became stronger and stronger.

"This must be the total battle loss value of the mech." Tang Yun suddenly remembered some common sense words, for the people of the Federation, although only a few people can fly mecha as mecha soldiers, but these terms are common sense that everyone knows.

It seemed that the abandoned mecha wouldn't last long, but Tang Yun didn't have a chance to calculate the next goal, and muttered helplessly to himself, "Map...... If only there was a map......"

Tang Yun unconsciously muttered to himself, but unexpectedly, a map of the base really appeared in his field of vision, and Tang Yun was stunned and quickly looked for a route to the exit.

As if he had found a trick, Tang Yun shouted loudly in the cockpit, "Weapon...... Weapon system! ”

The mecha-like icon that had been flashing in the lower right corner became larger in the line of sight, and the missile icon on the right shoulder began to flash, and then two lock frames appeared in front of Tang Yun's eyes, constantly drifting in the line of sight, and every time he crossed a mercenary, there would be a soft sound of "drop", until it was locked 4 times in a row, and then the prompt of shooting appeared.

Tang Yun yelled, "Shoot! ”

Four slender small self-locking rear-end missiles were released at the same time, and the missiles were too fast for the four mercenaries to dodge at all, and they fell to the ground in an instant.

But the explosion that Tang Yun was expecting did not appear, this is a narcotic bomb!

This non-standard small mecha is not used for combat, but has been modified by the Apocalypse and assigned to the biochemical laboratory to control the biochemical beasts, so the missile on the shoulder is just a tranquilizer bomb. But even so, this is not something for people after all, according to the dose, these 4 mercenaries will sleep for ten days and eight days even if they are not poisoned and die.

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The fishbones that had been wound into the X lab from the roof pipe looked indifferently at the third team of mercenaries coming out of the opposite vent, and it was really difficult for him to feel any nervousness about these twenty people. Taking advantage of the dark environment inside the laboratory, he dropped several nerve poison fog mines that he stepped on early, and hid on the roof of the shed to prepare for the play.

It was a specially crafted mine of the Assassin Order, which was flat and undetectable, and when touched, slowly released smoke containing calming neurotoxins. The smoke is slight, like a mist, and unnoticeable. But in the eyes of the poisoned, it becomes incomparably dense and terrifying. Coupled with the slow sedative toxin, it has a fairly strong blocking effect on the enemy, but it is not easy to expose itself.

The fish bones waited indifferently for a while, but what appeared was not the expected scene, but a very dramatic scene, so that the battle-hardened fish bones opened the two eyes behind the six-pupil mask to the limit.

The third team of mercenaries jumped out of the vent and unsurprisingly touched a smoke mine, and then fell unconscious, frightened, and stupidly cried for help under the noses of the fishbones.

But a person suddenly appeared in the vent, and the fish bone only felt that his heart that had collapsed on top of Mount Tai and his face did not change suddenly rose to his throat!

It's actually another six-pupil mask!

Its owner could only be one person, the second of the Shadowmare Assassins! The second brother who has been missing for four years - tabula rasa!

This pair of good brothers are only known by nicknames, and they are not a resounding name such as a tyrant, but a rather down-to-earth nickname.

A fish bone, a thorn stuck in the enemy's throat, can't swallow or spit out, the enemy describes it as two words - uncomfortable!

Whiteboard, whiteboard is both a blank face and a versatile face! There was no trace of an assassin's murderous aura on his body, no matter how much blood was splashed on his body, he would be cleaned up like a blank sheet of paper if he changed his identity.

"Second brother, second brother, you left the assassin group and patted your ass and left, you cleaned yourself, but let me find you ....."