With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 138 Enemies meet
boom! !

Amidst the violent roar of the explosion, a hot breath hit his face.

Plasma, simply put, is high-temperature plasma.

Against this kind of mechanical creation made of conventional metal, plasma bullets are invincible.

With just one look, the mechanical whip was like ice cream on the stove, melting rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Drops of hot molten iron glowing red slowly dripped from the mechanical whip.

The internal circuitry of the mechanical whip was also exposed, and the golden electric snake instantly penetrated the air, kicking up countless fine dust on the dusty loess!
Under the protection of the personal protective force field, Chen Fan did not suffer any harm.

As for Delphi in front of him...

Naturally, it is impossible to have such good luck.

The moment the plasma bullet exploded, a shrill, shrill scream followed.

But at this time, Chen Fan didn't have the energy to pay attention to Delphi's situation——

【warn! 】

[Metal Storm is about to arrive! 】

Through the bright yellow holographic warning message and the blue personal protective force field, Chen Fan looked in the direction of House.

The bullets from the heavy machine gun instantly plowed two deep ravines on the loess in front of Chen Fan!

The ultra-high-speed bullets poured down, and the scarlet light emitted by the tracer bullets almost formed an uninterrupted thin red line!
As the ballistic trajectory continued to adjust, the two ravines deep into the ground continued to advance in the direction of Chen Fan and Yisha.

When the bullets covered the two people, the dust in the sky swallowed them up like a sandstorm!
I have to admit that the strength of the individual soldier's protective force field is truly astonishing.

Facing the pouring firepower of the two rotating heavy machine guns, the thin layer of translucent blue light film already stood in front of Chen Fan as steadily as a mountain.

The yellow bullets seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. They decelerated sharply the moment they came into contact with the azure barrier, and finally hovered in the air under an unknown force.

The duet of plasma bullet explosions and rotating heavy machine guns slowly dissipated, and a breeze from the new wind system came from the direction of the inner city, slowly blowing away the flying loess.

Only then did Hong Chengdong react. Looking at the dense craters on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot and he roared: "Brothers, copy the guy!"

"Fuck the Mechanicum bastards!"

"Avenge Brother Chen Fan!!"

He raised the muzzle of the gun, and through the dust that had not yet dissipated, he pulled the trigger towards the vague figure in front of him!
Bang!
The bullet from the old rifle hit House directly on the shoulder, splashing some scattered sparks.

It didn't cause any real damage, but it caught House's attention.

He glanced over his shoulder at the area where the bullet had struck him.

A slightly sunken crater appeared on the flawless mechanical prosthesis, and the shiny black coating on the surface was shattered, revealing a slightly pale prosthetic shell underneath.

The crater was close to his neck.

Although a circle of protective metal armor was wrapped around his neck, which was enough to withstand bullets fired from this old-fashioned rifle, looking at the crater so close at hand, House still had a hysterical anger in his eyes!

"Damn rats!"

"Joltsen!" House shouted in a hoarse voice, "Kill them all!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the buzz of the cutting wheel running at high speed suddenly sounded in the misty dust!
With the help of the cover of dust, the highly maneuverable Jolson was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep and began to slaughter wantonly!
Driven by the motor, he raised his 1.5-meter-long robotic arm high and struck hard at a salvage man in front of him.

Swish!
Accompanied by screams and panicked gunshots, a stream of hot blood shot out from the dust in the sky!

Sporadic gunshots continued to sound, and bullets struck the surface of the mechanical prosthetic body with a clanging sound.

"quick!"

"Use artillery!!"

Seeing that the bullets of the old-fashioned rifle could not cause substantial damage to the target, Hong Chengdong roared and issued the order.

artillery?

After hearing this, House's expression darkened, and he subconsciously began to turn the muzzle of the rotating heavy machine gun and aim it in the direction of Hong Chengdong.

Just as the barrel of the heavy machine gun began to rotate, a bullet with a faint blue light shot out from the dust that had not yet dispersed, and hit the heavy machine gun on House's right shoulder with great accuracy.

boom! ! !
The flames of the explosion lit up again, and the powerful impact caused House to tilt suddenly and almost fall to the ground.

The hot molten metal brought by the melted machine gun slowly trickled down House's metal armor, forming crooked marks on the armor.

House ignored the severe burning sensation coming from the right side of his body. He shook his head vigorously, staring directly at the gradually dissipating dust in front of him with a pair of scarlet mechanical eyes.

He's not dead?
Under House's shocking gaze, the dust completely dissipated, and a blue barrier stood quietly in front of Chen Fan. In front of the barrier were brass-colored warheads scattered on the ground.

Looking at Chen Fan, who was unharmed behind the barrier, and Delphi, whose body was a bit charred and lying unconscious on the ground, House subconsciously took half a step back.

"This...how is this possible?!"

He murmured in a hoarse voice.

Before he could react, another blue plasma bullet exploded on the yellow earth beside him.

"I advise you not to think of any tricks."

Chen Fan's voice came from behind the individual soldier protection field: "I can't guarantee whether the next bullet will land on your head."

Feeling the hot breath hitting his face when the plasma bullet exploded, House swallowed hard and temporarily gave up on the idea of ​​counterattack.

This script... seems to be different from what he expected?

……

the other side.

Joelson, who was already furious, did not stop his actions because of the "interlude" on the side.

As soon as he thought about it, a tiny needle popped out of the mechanical prosthesis and plunged directly into his shoulder.

The blue liquid, mixed with a large amount of floc inside, was quickly injected into Joelson's body.

【nebula】

This potion, named [Nebula], took effect quickly after entering Joelson's body.

Looking at the familiar nebula illusion in front of him and feeling the increasingly flexible robotic arm, the smile on the corner of Joelson's mouth became even crazier.

He let out a hearty, crazy laugh, his eyes filled with bloodlust.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

“All rats deserve to die!!”

He held the mechanical arm in front of him and drove the tracks under him to rush towards the crowd!

The wide mechanical arm became a perfect shield, blocking all bullets from the salvage people.

The moment he rushed into the crowd, he suddenly opened his arms, and the mechanical lumbar vertebrae began to rotate driven by the motor, along with his upper body!
At the same time, the tracks under him also started running again, driving Joelson to chase the salvage people around him!
The robotic arm with an overall length of three meters rotates to form a circular area that is constantly moving and symbolizes death. Just like a sickle harvesting wheat, the sharp cutting wheel directly cuts off several salvagers who cannot escape in time!

Not far away, Hong Chengdong looked at this extremely bloody scene with splitting eyes, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart!
"...Death Waltz?"

With a hint of blood in his eyes, he murmured in a low voice.

Looking at the sparse yellow hair on Joelson's head, the scene from more than ten years ago reappeared in front of Hong Chengdong's eyes!
Back then, the same was true for the cyborg whose arms were replaced with large chainsaws. He rushed into the crowd without fear of death, and relied on his constantly rotating body to massacre the salvagers around him!
At this moment, just as at that moment.

"Hold!"

The moment he recognized his enemy, Hong Chengdong suddenly felt a surge of blood rushing to his head: "Go to your grandma, you bastard!"

He threw down the old-fashioned rifle in his hand and picked up a light machine gun from Boss Jin from behind. After letting out a roar, he pulled the trigger and rushed towards Joelson with a ferocious expression!

Dangdang Dangdang!
A sudden burst of bullets interrupted Joelson's killing action.

"Ok?"

He turned his head and faced Hong Chengdong's distorted and ferocious face.

Joelson frowned subconsciously, and some distant memories emerged in his somewhat chaotic mind.

"You are..."

Joelson's hoarse voice sounded on the battlefield: "The little mouse from Hai'an Dungeon?"

Seeing the change in Hong Chengdong's expression, Joelson's suspicion was instantly confirmed.

He stretched out his blood-red tongue and gently licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a hint of memory in his eyes: "Boy, have you seen these mechanical devices on my body?"

"The heavy machinery in Hai'an Underground City is indeed very good, but it's a pity... there were still a few rats at that time."

"Let me guess, among the people I killed at that time, many of them should be your companions, right?"

Hong Chengdong's eyes were close to bleeding, and he roared angrily at Joelson: "Shut up!!!"

The smile on the corner of Joelson's mouth became more and more crazy. He drove the mechanical tracks under him, blocked a mechanical arm in front of him to act as a shield, and rushed straight towards Hong Chengdong: "I accidentally let you, this slippery little mouse, Ran."

"You can't run away this time!"

Hong Chengdong gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger tightly. Green veins popped up on his arms, and the huge centipede scars slowly squirmed.

Da da da!
The muzzle of the light machine gun kept spitting out angry tongues of fire!

The power of old-fashioned gunpowder weapons is still too small. Even if Hong Chengdong is holding a light machine gun, the bullets fired can still only leave small holes in Jolson's hard mechanical armor. .

"Crack!"

The light machine gun in Hong Chengdong's hand made a crisp echoing sound.

The bullets were empty, but the hard armor on Jolsen's cybernetic body remained intact.

"Out of bullets?"

"Don't worry, this time, I will let you watch your companions being torn into pieces by me again!"

Thinking of the scene he described, Joelson couldn't help but shiver happily, and bursts of sharp and strange laughter came out of his mouth.

He raised his right robotic arm high and struck hard at Hong Chengdong's right hand!

boom! ! !
A violent explosion came from in front of me!
To be precise, it came from Joelson’s back!

The powerful impact directly knocked Joelson to the ground!
Looking at the huge gap that was almost penetrated by Joelson's back, Hong Chengdong raised his head and looked forward in a daze.

Chen Fan, who should have been beaten into heroic pieces by a heavy machine gun, was now standing unharmed behind a barrier glowing with blue light.

Under Hong Chengdong's gaze, Chen Fan curled his lips angrily:
"How did you come up with so many chattering words? Don't you know that your voice is disturbing the people?"

(End of this chapter)