Chapter 8: The Wild Dragon of Dongyue

There are no glass windows made of supersynthetic materials on the single rescue capsule, Hua Geng can't see anything, when will he fly into the unclosed fighter ejection channel, or be shot down by anti-aircraft artillery on the spot, or even hit a middleweight space carrier with three layers of composite armor like a headless fly, Hua Geng doesn't know.

He only knows that he has to do his best to fix his body in the rescue cabin, and he has to put every muscle in his body in a semi-tense state, only in this case, when facing the most powerful external impact, his body can naturally make the most effective response in the face of high pressure.

And in Hua Geng's heart, there is a voice that keeps roaring: "I will never go offline, I will never go offline, I will never go offline......"

If the player faints and loses consciousness during the match, the system will automatically determine and invite the player out of the platform. Hua Geng, who already regarded himself as a missile warhead, no matter what he faced, he didn't even have the qualifications to faint! No matter what he faces, he must remain sober and answer loudly with the firmest attitude when facing the system's inquiry...... I'm not going offline!

A few maintenance robots with welding torches in their hands, working tirelessly there, were smashed to pieces by the single rescue capsule that flew in at a frightening speed of 6,000 kilometers per second.

The single-person rescue capsule made of titanium alloy is like a ping-pong ball, and under the urging of absolute habituality, it jumps and jumps and spins and turns and bounces and turns in the bombed and shattered fighter flight channel, making all kinds of strange and implying the highest laws of physics. When it cut a terrible mark more than ten centimeters deep and eighty meters long on the metal floor, causing sparks to fly everywhere, the tooth-sore grinding sound, the terrible tearing sensation like thousands of troops launching a group charge, made people even if they were seven hundred meters away, the whole body couldn't help but raise a chill, and the three hundred and sixty-five hairs on the whole body stood upside down together.

Seeing this scene in the command room, even Donghuang had to admit on foot, "Qi Muyang, you kid has a kind!" Even if you are dying, you can bite me again. It's a pity that you are not throwing a nuclear bomb after all, but a rescue pod without any lethality. ”

That's right, Qi Muyang did not throw in a nuclear bomb, but it was said that it was not lethal......

"Huh?!"

The adjutant in the command room suddenly widened his eyes, he first reached out and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then once again fell his gaze to the picture transmitted back by the internal monitoring system.

The footage transmitted back by the surveillance system is still the same.

In this thick smoke rolling, sparks and blue arc jumping everywhere, and the squeaking sound of metal siding everywhere, a man who was more than 210 centimeters tall and looked like a tiger on his back really bounced back and forth on the wall from God knows how many times, anyway, his whole body was hit with potholes, and it was really called a single rescue pod with no skin...... Crawl out!

At this time, Hua Geng only felt that the sky was spinning and the moon was dark, and his eyes were first full of golden light, then a piece of blood, and finally fell into a gray blackness, and his stomach pouch was even more churning there, and the sour gastric juice almost rushed to the side of his throat, but Hua Geng swallowed it back again.

And a voice was even more in Hua Geng's ears, chirping crookedly and repeating a few words: "Please identify yourself immediately, otherwise according to the wartime regulations, we will use force to expel us." Please identify yourself immediately, or you will be ...... according to the wartime regulations."

Hua Geng's eyes widened, and in the midst of the dancing of Venus, he could barely see two maintenance robots standing in front of him, and the constantly flashing red light on their heads issued the most severe warning to Hua...... If Hua Geng makes a slight rash move, these maintenance robots with welding torches and chainsaws in their hands, which are absolutely powerful in close combat, will not hesitate to attack him, an alien intruder!

Standing in this isolated battleship full of enemies, listening to the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, Hua Geng smiled, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the two maintenance robots in front of him who had already shown high-energy welding guns and manganese steel chainsaws, and said: "In terms of the combat level of our fighting competitive game, you two garbage in the garbage, I'm afraid you can't even reach the ninth grade!" Fucking force to expel me, don't make me laugh off my big teeth!! ”

What is called from the Jiupin battle level, these two maintenance robots don't know at all, but I believe that if the robots also have memories, they will always remember this day and remember Hua Geng!

"Ding! Bite! While! When ......"

Almost in a line, the sound of a blacksmith striking iron suddenly sounded from the bodies of the two maintenance robots, and in a seemingly impossible situation, Hua Geng only raised one leg, and it only took three seconds to kick out sixteen legs in a row on them!

It was not until this time that those spectators who saw this scene through the battle viewing channel with a disapproving smile did not know why Qi Muyang would desperately throw Hua Geng into the space mothership on foot of the Eastern Emperor. Where did he throw himself into a living man?

It was clearly a humanoid weapon, the most terrible weapon of war that existed for killing and was used for destruction!

When Hua Geng's waist full of explosive power twisted with all his might, and his right leg drew a beautiful arc in the air that implied the reasoning of heaven and earth, with the most terrifying lethality of the reflexive side-spin kick, and threw it at the heads of the two maintenance robots, absolutely no one dared to believe that the two maintenance robots that were almost kicked into scrap metal could still get up again.

Looking at the two red lights on his head that were still flashing there non-stop maintenance robots, watching them being kicked by himself with potholes everywhere, just like the bodies of two waste iron buckets, Hua Geng took it for granted, as if he had just done a simple little thing, "It is really beyond my strength to dare to jump eighteen levels in a row and challenge the master of Yipin Hall!" ”

The onlookers on the viewing channel gasped together again, although the close-quarters fighting game is only a non-mainstream game for the mother, but there are still tens of millions of fans involved. Those who watch the battle online, even if they have never played a distance fighting game, have heard of "Ippindo" and know that there are at least 85% of the world's close-quarters fighting masters. The members who are qualified to squeeze into this guild must be professional martial artists who are proficient in various fighting techniques in real life.

And the owner of "Yipintang" ......

A spectator who had invested a lot of energy in close-quarters combat games, but due to his own constraints, he really had no way to achieve achievements, so he had to switch to fighter competitive games, and he first gasped hard in the viewing channel, and was stunned for three seconds before he screamed: "I remember, I remember!" I said how could he look so familiar, he is Hua Geng, a master of close-quarters combat known as the 'Dongyue Crazy Dragon'! The Eastern Emperor is done on foot, the Eastern Emperor is finished on foot, and I bet with my head that from the moment I let an enemy like Dongyue Crazy Dragon board his battleship, the Eastern Emperor Foot is finished!! ”

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