The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1109 A Slap
"What on earth is this thing? It can actually walk in mid-air. Does this mean I don't even have a chance to escape?"

Panic gripped Chang Ying, sweat beading on his forehead. If he had the chance to choose again, he would never have let the pilot bring the helicopter closer…

Unfortunately, we've already come this far, and there's no turning back. So let's fight it out and go all the way down this dark path. What if there's light after the darkness?

With that thought in mind, he looked sharply at the approaching ship.

"Just watching the show? Hmph, you have no idea what you're going to face next!"

Chang Ying hardened his heart, and the power of transformation within his body gradually surged. He had made up his mind that even if he died in battle, he would take enough people with him to his death.

The members of the Warhawk Division, trapped on the aircraft carrier deck, were disheartened. They had been arrogant when they were conquering and recapturing small camps, and had often become the victors with overwhelming force. They never expected that today they would become the weak and helpless people in their eyes.

Just as I was pondering this, the situation in the sky changed!
Pop, pop!

"Ok?"

Just when Chang Ying was about ten meters away from the ship, he suddenly heard the sound getting much closer. A moment ago it was twenty or thirty meters away, but now it had suddenly closed to about ten meters.

Before he could think any further, an angry shout rang out beside him.

Did I let you fly?

boom!
Zhang Su roared and, after gradually mastering the skill cycle, finally caught up with Chang Ying, followed by a high-flying overhead kick...

"what!"

The calf lashed out at Chang Ying's back, but Chang Ying reacted very quickly, activating the airbag cushioning device immediately!

With a "pop," the airbag inflated and burst instantly...

Zhang Su's kick landed solidly on the airbag, which felt soft and fleshy, completely cushioning the impact!
"Holy crap, high-tech!"

Many people were amazed that such a powerful volley was blocked; it was truly unexpected.

Unfortunately, while the airbags can cushion the impact, the immense force does not dissipate and will still affect the enemy!
Whoosh, whoosh...

Chang Ying felt a speed that wingsuit flying could not reach. Like a cannonball, he crashed into the cargo ship. The violent airflow smashed the wingsuit that had not been retracted and the airbag on his back to shreds.

"This thing can be used like this... impressive, but it's disposable. What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

In the air, Zhang Su, having completed the inverted hook, essentially used Chang Ying as a block of ice, using the momentum to rise a bit higher before regaining his posture and calmly repeating the previous skill. He was still about ten meters away from the ship and needed to take two more steps.

Thump, rumble.

The Tianma Island crew members standing on the second deck from the right watched helplessly as the "flying squirrel" crashed into the empty, rusty open cargo hold, slammed against the bulkhead, rolled several times, and finally came to a stop after hitting another bulkhead.

Some crusty stains and patches inside the cargo hold were shaken off and scattered all over Chang Ying.

A muffled sound echoed above the ships, faintly audible even from the two closest vessels. Crew members from all the ships rushed towards the second ship on the right to continue watching, eager to know what would happen next...

A stunned silence.

Wow, great health!

From some good angles, you could see the crew members in the cargo hold gasping in amazement. After such a violent impact, the other person actually rolled over and stood up, not forgetting to shake off the dirt. If it were them, their 206 bones would have become 309!
With fractures all over his body, he'd be lucky to survive without his ancestors sending him red envelopes and pulling strings in the underworld, let alone stand up.

"Cough, coughing up..."

Chang Ying coughed up a pool of blood, feeling his internal organs shaking. He managed to withstand the kick in mid-air thanks to the airbags, but the feeling of hitting the cargo hold was terrible!
Even with the cushioning effect of the technology device, the force is still so strong. If it were to hit the back directly, the person might not die, but their spine would definitely be damaged, and they would easily end up with high-level paraplegia!
Technology is only used once; once it's used, it's gone. How will we face the battles that follow?

Chang Ying suddenly felt like he had nowhere to go, and everything was pitch black. He finally understood what kind of monster Hei Xiazi was facing. This guy was probably no less skilled than the general in terms of physical combat!
"We have to run..."

Chang Ying knew that the guy called Boss Zhang was hot on his heels and dared not delay for even a moment. While coughing up blood, he took off the useless technology device, leaped into the air, and the four or five-meter cargo hold wall was no problem for him at all.

Moreover, he didn't consider the onlookers a problem. The shocked eyes of the crowd indicated that these guys were not very capable and probably could not pose a threat to him!

If you think that way, then you're wrong... People who believe in probability will eventually be deceived by probability!
The elite and reserve legions can only handle small-caliber firearms; they're not very effective at close combat. But there are also members of the Yama Legion on board!
The most powerful is Qi Xiaoshuai, followed by Pang Dakun. These two have made some achievements in their respective fields. They are indeed slightly weaker in head-on battles, but beating up a featherless chicken doesn't require great strength!

"Did I let you come up?" Pang Dakun thought Zhang Su's "Did I let you fly?" was quite domineering, so he used it on the spot.

"Get off!" Qi Xiaoshuai, who was standing to the side, also launched an attack.

Chang Ying climbed onto the bulkhead, and as soon as he poked his head out, he was met with a barrage of ice bullets and a chilling slap.

"Ah! This is outrageous!!"

Chang Ying's reaction was far superior to that of ordinary combatants. Even when facing attacks from two people at such a critical moment, he was still able to combine offense and defense, making the most of his body.

While dodging the ice bullets, it stretched out its withered claws to grab the slap that came flying at it, intending to grab the arrogant guy and trade one for one, so that it could go up and throw the other into the cargo hold.

If everything could be done according to one's wishes, then a parallel universe of one's own could be created. Chang Ying's idea was perfect, and he did indeed dodge the ice bullets released by Qi Xiaoshuai.

Unfortunately, his elusive claw failed to catch Hu Bazhang's hand.

I felt a blurry image flash before my eyes...

Snapped.

A loud, clear sound echoed in the empty cargo hold.

The scene seemed to freeze.

Qi Xiaoshuai stared blankly at Chang Ying, who had just been slapped.

Chang Ying's eyes were filled with disbelief. How could his hand speed be so fast? How could the other party feint and then smoothly slap his handsome cheek?
Pang Dakun's lips gradually curled into a smug smile, thinking to himself: "Master Kun's hands are just that fast..."

A fraction of a second later, a series of ice bullets shattered the stillness with a series of clanging sounds as they struck the cargo hold wall. With a crash, Chang Ying, who had just climbed onto the cargo hold, fell down again, his tattered wingsuit ripping and looking utterly disheveled.

How could he not be embarrassed? He had been slapped by a young boy. The people standing by and watching, along with Zhang Su who rushed over, all covered their faces with one hand, unable to bear to look at this "tragic" scene.

"Should we continue to struggle?"

Zhang Su walked leisurely to the cargo hold. With his brothers guarding against the enemy for him, he was not in a hurry at all. Looking at Chang Ying, who was lying on the bottom of the hold in a guard position, he shook his head and smiled.

"You're far inferior to Hei Xiazi. He fought me for three hundred rounds before I finally killed him with a single palm strike. Your skills are truly lacking. You were running away from the very beginning. Just as Cai Changli said, the War Eagle Division is the weakest of the four major war divisions!"

(End of this chapter)