"?!" Discovering that Ha Laosi ignored his own restraint and rushed towards the designer, Aaron, who was covered in cold sweat, raised his hand and fired a series of precise shots. He tried to regain the distance from the designer by attacking the enemy and rescuing him.

To gain time.

Almost at the same time, Ha Laosi, who was not looking at him, suddenly twisted his left hand to an angle that a normal person could not imagine. The damn shield once again opened like a peacock, firmly blocking the bullet that Aaron shot at the back of his head.

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"Damn it!" Regardless of whether there were sensors installed on Ha Laosi's back or simply because of his strong combat experience, he could predict that Aaron would do this. The containment from the rear was ineffective. He could only watch Ha Laosi and the designer.

Close distance quickly.

"You stick it to the wall first!" The thick prosthetic limb suddenly swung towards the designer's body, inexplicably reminiscent of the gorilla in science fiction movies.

The designer's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. Instead of dodging back or even trying to block, he dropped the gun in his hand and rushed into Ha Laosi's arms as quickly as possible.

One hand held the shoulder joint of Ha Laosi's prosthetic limb.

"Pa!" A strong blue arc exploded between the designer's palm and Ha Laosi's shoulder joint. The first person to retreat and distance himself was actually Ha Laosi!

"...Have you ever been a soldier?!" Ha Laosi looked down at his prosthetic limb, and the movements of his hand seemed to have become much slower.

"The Independent Fifth Engineering Regiment of the Balkan Army." The designer's palms were burnt black, and a metallic silver skeleton could be seen under the burnt skin. "How much modification did you make on these two arms? Just overload an auxiliary capacitor.

Just such a big recoil arc.”

"Hehe, there are more than you can imagine." Ha Laosi opened his mouth to reveal a bloodthirsty smile, and a half-human-length blade popped out of his split arm.

"Were you from the Special Assault Regiment before?" the designer asked calmly as he looked at Ha Laosi's increasingly dehumanized body.

"The Ninth Mobile Division of the Pacific Army." Ha Laosi also reported his affiliation. It seems that it is a courtesy in the circle of these former soldiers to report each other's affiliation.

"You don't have any reason to stop us here and kill us. Can't you just go online and take advantage of the fact that we were all comrades in the past?" The designer's expression became more and more serious. The number reported by the other party was excepted in the peacekeeping war.

In addition to being famous for being able to fight, the military discipline at the end of the war was also famous both internally and externally.

"Ha, according to you, I have tens of millions of comrades out there, and if they all go the same way, am I still alive?" Old Fourth Ha sneered.

"There's really no need to discuss it?" The designer put on a certain fighting stance. This posture looked inexplicably familiar to Aaron, as if Ling Chong had done a similar move before.

"When you enter my duel circle, one of you must fall. This is the rule." Ha Laosi's posture was very strange, not like a technique developed for humans.

"District 9 is gone, and there are no more rules!" The designer's calm voice finally had a hint of anger.

"I don't care what happens to District 9, I only enforce my rules, I am the rules!" Ha Laosi shouted angrily tit for tat.

At the same time as the voice fell, Ha Laosi suddenly put his hands on the ground and his whole body jumped almost ten meters high. The designer grabbed the assault rifle on the ground and ran while pouring bullets towards the opponent's falling path. However, at this time, Ha Laosi's arm was

His shield had been deployed, and the bullets hitting it had no effect except a clanging sound. He fell towards the designer like a cannonball falling from the sky.

"Boom!" When Ha Lao Si hit the ground, it seemed that the ground was shaking. If the designer hadn't quickly dropped the rifle and rolled several times to barely avoid it, it would be estimated that there would be a compressed meat pie under Ha Lao Si's shield now.

Of course, the gun that was thrown away must not have survived, and it has become broken pieces everywhere.

"Tsk!" The missed hit seemed to make Ha Laosi a little dissatisfied. When he tried to prop up his body and jump into the air again, he was bullied by the designer.

"Pa!" Another blue arc exploded on Ha Laosi's arms. Ha Laosi waved his hands randomly and managed to get away from the designer's fight, but both of his arms began to change due to the overload of the auxiliary capacitor.

Have to move slowly.

Now Ha Lao Si dare not approach the designer!

Although Aaron wanted to help, his combat experience with Ling Chong made him understand that now is not the occasion for his level to intervene. If he rushes to provide shooting support, he may hit his own people in the fight, and if he attracts Ha Lao

Si's attention caused Ha Laosi to attack himself, who had no melee ability, and he became a burden to the designer.

After thinking about this matter, all Aaron could do was try not to get involved in the fight between the two, and slowly observe the situation to see if he could disrupt Ha Laosi's rhythm at the critical moment.

"Fucking combat engineers are trouble. I used to hate you guys the most on the battlefield!" Ha Laosi, who finally distanced himself again, wanted to try his old trick again. However, this time the capacitor was overloaded and could not provide a stable supply.

He found that the output of the mechanical arm could no longer reproduce the previous movements.

"Both and each other, I have heard the name of the Ninth Mobile Division for a long time. I heard that you killed everyone on Fiji Island, whether soldiers or civilians. Is it true?" The designer still looked so calm and calm.

Not messy.

"Guess." Ha Laosi's face darkened, and the blade on his right arm slashed across the designer's waist, with the ferocity of cutting him in half.

The guillotine almost sealed the space between the two. Trying to take advantage of the close proximity was probably not feasible, so the designer had no choice but to retreat and continue to widen the distance between the two.

"There's nothing you can do about it!" Seeing this, Old Si Ha was even more unforgiving. His hands turned into two guillotines, slashing left and right at the designer.

Although the designer can always keep himself from becoming Ha Laosi's victim by a hair's breadth, Aaron, who is watching the battle from a distance, can see that the designer's situation is getting worse - the battle between the two

The field is rapidly moving from the center of the arena to the barbed wire wall on the edge, and Ha Laosi deliberately used the blade to force the designer to retreat in the direction he desired. As long as the attack is maintained, the designer will be in a corner where he cannot turn, and the design

The teacher had to fight head-on with Ha Laosi.

Gotta find a way!

He lowered his head and looked at the gun in his hand. The attempt just now made Aaron understand that this thing cannot pose a threat to Ha Laosi at a long distance. This is because the submachine pistol focuses on the stopping power of the target rather than the initial velocity of the bullet, so it is heavier.

There is enough time difference between the bullet being fired and the time it hits for Ha Laosi to dodge or block, but what will happen if he gets close to the gun's closest shooting distance? Ha Laosi, who looked down on himself and simply threw him aside, still

Any chance of blocking?

I didn't know if it was possible, but I knew it would be impossible to just sit back and watch. With the mentality of letting it go and taking a gamble, Aaron quickly approached the location where Ha Laosi and the designer were fighting, and at the same time calculated the relative distance between everyone in his mind.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, fifteen meters, and two steps forward is within ten meters. Even the heavy bullets of the pistol at this distance rely heavily on nerve reflexes, and Ha Laosi seems to be still eager to design

The teacher was cornered and didn't care about the situation behind him. Aaron took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and pointed the gun at the back of Ha Laosi's head.

"Ha Lao Si!" Aaron yelled and pulled the trigger at the same time. The auxiliary shooting control faithfully executed his will and projected the bullet to Ha Lao Si's head.

"!" Hearing the angry shouts and the sound of wind behind him, Ha Laosi turned around suddenly. He didn't have time to open his shield, so he simply used the blade of the guillotine as a block to cover his most vital position.

Aaron's shot missed, but he didn't even think about hitting it, because just as he yelled, the designer had already rushed in front of Ha Laosi, and pressed his two palms on Ha Laosi's chest and chest respectively.

abdomen.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There were three sounds, two of which were similar and the other was dull. The dazzling blue arc flashed in the field so much that Aaron couldn't even open his eyes.

"How's it going?" Aaron hurriedly wiped his eyes to try to regain his vision.

What he saw was an almost still picture. A molten pit exploded in each of the two places where Ha Laosi was touched by the designer, and the designer's abdomen was concentrated by a fist that Ha Laosi withdrew.
Chapter completed!