Chapter 15: Escape from the Long Corridor (3)
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Before the werewolf could show surprise, he felt that he passively rolled sideways, his eyes and an extremely sharp knife face could be missed, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at it in a cold sweat, only to find that the forty-seventh carrying his back had already met the humanoid weapon rushing forward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ Info just the next moment when the werewolf saw the front clearly, the knife face that crossed his eyes had been broken by Forty-Seven's punch, and the werewolf was surprised to see the scythe arm of the humanoid weapon bent at ninety degrees and was about to say something, but found that a steel mask flew in front of him, and he looked in a trance in the direction where the mask was flying, and his expression became even more stunned.
In just a few breaths, a humanoid weapon had completely lost its combat effectiveness under the boxing of the forty-seventh.
'Waste... I'm really a piece of crap. β
Looking at the round-eyed and angry face at Forty-Seven's feet, the werewolf's mind involuntarily flashed the word that Forty-Seven had said most often in the past eight months. 'How can I not be a waste compared to her?' When facing a humanoid weapon alone, I tried my best to create a small smoky scar on the other party, but what about the forty-seventh? One face can destroy one head, or in the case of one to two!! β
Dada-da-
At this moment, after two tooth-aching grinding sounds, another humanoid weapon was also smashed by Forty-Seven, and the mask was smashed and collapsed to the ground, and the pair of sickle arms that were invincible in the eyes of the werewolf were violently beaten in half by the woman under him with the help of the reaction force of the wall.
'If Forty-Seven is so strong, why are we still running?' After seeing the powerful combat power of No. 47, the werewolf, who was full of shame, suddenly thought of the three-headed humanoid weapon that was still chasing behind him. 'If we turn around and kill back at this time, none of the pursuers behind us will survive, right?' No.. Forty-Seven's aura was already a little uneven, and the series of powerful attacks just now was definitely a big burden for her, ah... If I can be as strong as her one day, my explosive power and staying power after transformation will definitely be stronger than hers, right? But...'
"What are you doing?! Shoot! Just as the werewolf was thinking wildly, the angry shouts of the forty-seventh suddenly sounded in his ears. Hearing this, he hurriedly raised his head to see the situation clearly, but he only felt a sharp pain in his back, and the wound was so deep that it even made him feel that his body was being divided into two. At the moment of lightning, No. 47, who had been watching the sixth road, suddenly leaned forward and slid forward a distance of several meters by inertia. It was only at this time that the wolf, who had endured the severe pain and turned around, noticed that the three-headed humanoid weapon behind him had caught up, and the sharp pain on his back was also due to the sickle of the other party's arms. If it weren't for the fact that No. 47 saw the opportunity to hide quickly, his head would have been cut off by the way at this moment.
"Damn!" Seeing that he was attacked again and again, the werewolf, who had been stimulated by the strength of No. 47, became angry, and fired a shot directly at the humanoid weapon closest to him, and suddenly, the chasing soldier who injured him was directly smashed in the head, but after seeing the tragic situation of the other party's death, the werewolf did not have the slightest joy in his heart, because compared to the performance of No. 47 to kill the enemy empty-handed, he really had no reason to show a smug smile when he was holding the gun and was slashed.
"Did you just get hurt? Are you going to die?! Forty-seven, who got up quickly, had no intention of stopping to continue the fight, and while maintaining a high speed of running, she glanced back at the werewolf on her back and asked impatiently. When you're dying, don't let me waste my energy carrying a dying piece of waste. β
"I'm fine, I can still hold on!" Faced with Forty-Seven's seemingly unfortunate inquiry, the werewolf, who was thinking that he had nothing to do, replied.
"That's good! The pursuers behind you are handed over to you, shoot as soon as you get closer, and don't let them get any closer to us. After hearing the werewolf's answer, Forty-Seven did not look back, and concentrated on the road ahead. We're almost at the exit, cheer up. β
"Don't worry!" At the same time as the brief reply, the werewolf shot another shot behind him, only to hear a squeak, and another humanoid weapon lost the ability to pursue, not only that, but it lost its balance in the high-speed speed like an obstacle to irregular movement, knocking a fellow of the same kind to the ground, and there was no possibility of catching up with the two in a short time. The werewolf simply glanced at them, focusing on the more pursuers behind them.
At this moment, there were far more than three humanoid weapons chasing behind No. 47 and the werewolf, in addition to the remaining humanoid weapons that were originally blocked at the entrance of the cave, many humanoid weapons were drilled out of other forks one after another, so that the corridor behind him was densely packed with crimson eyes under the mask, and the sound of clicking lower limbs was also endless.
There are really too many pursuers in the back. Seeing that the humanoid weapons behind him were chasing more and more, and the werewolf's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, "I'm afraid it's because of this reason that Forty-Seven didn't choose to continue fighting..."
After a period of running around, the light in the corridor had dimmed to the point where it was almost impossible to reach out for five fingers, and the noise ringing in the werewolf's ears gradually increased, in addition to the pursuit of the humanoid weapons behind him, various cutting sounds of different lengths and muffled or brittle explosions became more and more frequent. But the forty-seven below him were extremely familiar with the structure of the place, unaffected by its surroundings, and soon took it to an empty hall. In the middle of the hall was a tall iron platform, and when the werewolf looked closely, he saw that there was a small flying ship roaring on it!
'Where the hell am I, is this an air base on a planet?!' β
Looking at the vast space in front of him, the werewolf's eyes widened, but before he could think about it more, a white light slashed down on a corner of the ceiling of the hall, almost hitting the body of the spaceship. Although the werewolf was still quite far away from the white light that tore through the ceiling, his heart still subconsciously trembled. The scene of the middle-aged man being cut off by the white light was still vivid at this time, and he didn't want to be swept away by this cutting line.
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"Be careful!" A few seconds after rushing into the empty hall, Forty-Seven under the werewolf suddenly turned short, quickly turned around and swung his left fist to shatter the humanoid weapon ambushed at the entrance, and hammered a red switch behind him. I heard a buzzing noise suddenly sounded, and I saw a white giant gate several meters thick slowly falling in the corridor they passed when they came, isolating the humanoid weapons that were chasing after them, due to the slow descent, the werewolf holding the wind crossbow three even saw a few humanoid weapons just over their bodies and wanted to squeeze over before the white giant gate completely landed, but after a gunshot, the humanoid weapons that died in the front blocked several of their kind behind them, and finally all died under the slowly descending giant gate.
Listening to the creaking sound of their iron bodies creaking before they died, Forty-Seven shook her head somehow and set her eyes on the small spaceship on the high platform, only to be about to take a step when an abrupt stopping sound suddenly sounded in her ears:
"Forty-seven, you can't take him out of here."