Chapter IX: Anticipating Attacks
Chang He attacked heartily, but he didn't expect Su Mu to fight back at such a slow speed, he didn't think about defending at all, and was punched firmly in the chest.
"Boom", he exploded without saying a word.
"If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move, if the enemy wants to move, I'll move first!"
This time, Su Mu used the superior theory of national art to strike later.
The command in hand is simple and outrageous, that is, one retreat and one advance, and then punch, and the opponent is knocked out without even having a chance to react.
He felt refreshed for a moment, and the depression that had just been hit was swept away.
"Haha...... Brother Chang, how about this punch, it's very comfortable. ”
Hearing Su Mu's smug laughter, Chang He was upset for a while, smashed the wall of the machine room with his fist, and shouted:
"I was a little careless just now, careless! If you compare it again, I don't believe that you can still beat me this time. ”
As he spoke, he was going to go on stage, and he would compare again.
Usually, he mocked others, and looked at the way others stepped on shit, and his heart was so happy. This time, it was the turn of others to be comfortable, and they were lame, and the depression in their hearts was beyond words.
There was a laugh from the two outside the computer room:
"Chang He, you also have today, you are the first mecha master of the Flying Eagle Team, a dignified fourth-level elite knight, you are famous in the Linggang Army, and you are in front of us all day long. I didn't expect to see you being knocked down as soon as I came, this picture is so beautiful, ha......"
Su Mu raised his eyes and looked outside, only to see two more young men in military uniforms coming.
Listening to their tone, it should be that they compete with Chang He on weekdays, and they are abused by him. At this time, seeing that Chang He was losing very badly, he couldn't help but gloat.
"Accident, just an accident, do you two want to come up and try the knife and beard?"
"Who's going to fight you? We'll wait to see how you make a fool of yourself, brother, him again, and we'll invite you out for a drink. ”
The latter sentence was said to Su Mu, it seems that defeating Chang He really gave them a bad breath, and they shouted out when they were invited to drink.
Su Mu Yile, needless to say, he didn't even think about losing.
After practicing the national art for so many years, and now he has found some tricks in mecha fighting, he is already full of confidence.
Although Chang He's mecha skills are very powerful, and his hand speed is much higher than his own, his soul sixth sense is not a vegetarian, and it is not so easy to win against himself.
Who said that the scum of twenty movements can't beat the elite of forty movements, and the one just now has pointed him in the direction.
Chang He didn't argue with the two of them, he was bent on regaining the face he had just now, so he jumped onto the stage and shouted:
"Brother Su Mu, let's play another game, if you can still win me this time, you don't need them to treat you, I'll invite you to drink."
He looked unconvinced, and he must still think that what had just happened was an accident.
Su Mu also followed on the stage, and the two stood still, this time Chang He absorbed the lessons of the previous game, and did not rush forward, for fear of being caught off guard by Su Mu again.
I saw him move forward cautiously, his fists up and down, very carefully guarded, and his movements made people laugh.
It was indeed someone laughing, and the knife laughed again:
"I said, usually, do you need to be so careful? What about your usual self-confidence, Tiger Roaring Boxing, why do you look like a sissy? Ahaha......"
Watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, although the kung fu in hand is not as good as Chang He, but these two people are indeed not fuel-efficient lamps, this mockery is not much worse than Chang He.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being a comrade-in-arms in the camp, and he is good all the way.
Su Mu saw that he didn't dare to rush forward to attack, and he was not surprised at all, if he stepped forward to attack again, it would be underestimated.
These special combat soldiers who have been on the battlefield, especially the fighters, are not fools, and if they do not recognize the situation clearly and blindly fight and rush, they will die many times.
Chang He chose to be cautious and not to attack first, but Su Mu had no intention of grinding time with him.
A forward sliding step directly crossed the distance of five meters, and with a single left fist, he attacked the head of the opponent's mecha, and the punch was extremely fast.
After hitting a few times, Su Mu's command became more and more proficient, and the soul sensed that the opponent's left shoulder sank, and his body was slightly to the left, and he immediately knew that he would dodge sideways and attack his chest and abdomen with his legs.
He had already retracted the punch he had blasted out in advance, and kicked it on Chang He's raised right leg.
As soon as Chang He's legs were raised, he was kicked by Su Mu so that his body was unstable and he fell forward.
Before he could remedy it, the leg that Su Mu kicked out retracted slightly and bounced out, kicking straight into his chest.
This time it was fast and heavy, only to see Changhe's mecha flying backwards, and exploded into a cloud of sparks before it landed.
"Wonderful!"
The knife and the beard jumped up at once, waving their fists and shouting, these two moves simply counted Chang He to death, so that he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.
The eyesight and timing are really hard not to be amazed. What's even more terrifying is that he didn't use any special difficult mecha combat skills, so easily punched and kicked to defeat the opponent.
Su Mu also showed a smile on his face, now the combination of techniques and body techniques is not very smooth, after all, it is a little rusty to get started, but there is no obstacle to using the simple attack moves of Xingyi Fist and Jeet Kune Do.
Just now this leg is a classic trick in Jeet Kune Do, and he took the lead in volleying a series of leg attacks, and Chang He didn't have a temper.
"You won, Sumu."
This time the failure was even worse than the last one, Chang He stood in the engine room, stunned for a while, and then let out a long breath and said.
"Okay, I am willing to lose the bet, today I invite you to drink, if you don't get drunk, you won't return."
"Brother Su, come to our Flying Eagle Squad, there will be a master like you to participate in the mission in the future, and you are not afraid of encountering the blood wolf of the Federation Army."
The knife was unsightly, and his face was full of reverence.
The most admired strong in the army is also the importance of commitment.
I didn't see the instructor lose the old gun competition, and he fulfilled his promise without saying a word.
The same is true of this little knife, seeing Su Mu defeat Chang He, who was pressing on top of his head like a mountain, his eyes lit up with envy.
The beard is also full of smiles, and if you can pull such a big master into the team, your life will be guaranteed in the future.
"The two of you have won the award, I am actually not very familiar with mechas, but my eyesight is a little better, and I am just a novice in mecha fighting skills. There is no need to mention this joining the mecha team, Su Mouzhi is not here. ”
Seeing the two of them with regretful expressions and disappointed looks in their eyes, Su Mu was also slightly regretful, if he relied on his real skills in the battle just now, he might not be able to beat Chang He.
It can only be said that the sixth sense of the soul is a little stronger, and the opponent's move is observed a little in advance, but the disadvantage in hand speed makes up for it a lot.
Coupled with the subtle tricks of the national arts, attacking it unprepared, winning seems simple, but in fact it is going all out.
It's not that he has to say things that spoil the fun, but he is really tired of going to the battlefield to fight life and death.
Accustomed to seeing the passing of life, he can no longer have the same desire for war and merit as when he first joined the army, and only wants to be comfortable in the rear of peace and enjoy a happy life.
To be able to live a beautiful life with Sister Xiaoru, isn't it ten times better than going out to throw her head and spill blood for the Violet Empire?
They won't understand this kind of unproductive thought, so they just sighed and didn't say more.
"Brother Su Mu is indeed the first time to come into contact with mechas, and I know this best."
Chang He walked up, the look in his eyes was very complicated, and when he first started fighting, the opponent's very uncoordinated movements naturally couldn't hide from him.
The fight lasted until the end, and the opponent did not use any complicated instructions, just the most basic punches and kicks.
The only thing that is commendable is that the timing is excellent and the prediction is excellent. But it's also the hardest to deal with.
Tricks can be targeted, but the timing depends on experience and vision.
He knew he couldn't win, so he simply threw in the towel, and he didn't even have the idea of getting a game back.
Defeated by a recruit who was not very familiar with mechas, Changhe's heart was full of frustration, unspeakable discomfort and jealousy.
Why is there such a genius in this world? Is it specifically for the sake of fighting hard-working players like themselves?
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