death of hope

Chapter 458 "Corporate Warrior" (368) Cooperation

Stone pillars continued to fall under artillery fire, and the battlefield was divided,
Three old comrades-in-arms Johnny, Oleg and Lynch were chased by a powerful opponent, and they had to escape for their lives.

The physique of the reformed human is like a noodle, tall and thin, and his fighting style is quite strange. It is completely opposite to the previous sumo wrestler Fuji Kinta, a bit like the "slender ghost" in the urban legend,
Instead of hands and feet, the ends of the transformed human's arms and legs were replaced with metal claws, climbing and jumping between stone pillars like a giant spider, and the condescending perspective made it difficult for prey to hide.

No kinetic or energy weapons are equipped, but instead wields a beautifully carved wooden staff with sparkling gemstones on the end, which looks like an advanced staff in a DND (Dungeons and Dragons) game.

What is incomprehensible is that not only the appearance, but also the way of use is similar to the game,
"Slender Ghost" chanted a strange incantation, pointed at Lynch and the others with the end of his staff, and three deep scratches appeared on the stone bunker beside him,
An invisible claw stalks its prey.

Oleg lay down to avoid a fatal attack. The flagon mounted on his hip was pierced by sharp claws, and the wine inside flowed out.

"Run!"

Johnny Blazer grabbed the arm of his old comrade-in-arms and yanked him hard under the construction scaffolding.

Invisible sharp claws came one after another, swiping down with great force, the metal scaffolding was like a toothpick sticking vulnerable, smashed a large piece.

The three continued to flee like mice, and Oleg touched the jug distressedly:

"That's the best tequila! I've never been willing to drink it!"

Johnny Blazer saw the opportunity and shot at the head of the slender ghost. The tracer was disturbed by an unknown force, and it was deflected by a large margin and missed the target. The strange "S"-shaped trajectory could be clearly seen.

"Wow! Did you see it?"

"Try this."

Lynch took out the last "Metal Storm" launcher, fired at the slender ghost in saturation, and waved the staff, the high-speed flying metal projectile stagnated in the air, as if time stood still.

The modified population chanted strange words, and the metal projectile flew in the opposite direction. Fortunately, Lynch was prepared, overloaded the shield in advance, and used his body to protect his comrades as a city wall. After standing up, he shouted:
"Kinetic energy weapons can't kill him, keep running!"

"This... what the hell! Harry Potter, right?!" Oleg cursed and scrambled in embarrassment.

Johnny Blazer still looked calm and composed, and complained: "I have been fighting for half my life, and I have seen all kinds of freaks, but this is the first time I have seen someone who knows magic."

"It's not magic, it's psychic power." Marcus Lynch felt that the power used by the other party was from the same source as his own, and at the same time he also observed the limitations of the staff's attack.
The slender ghost can only focus on one thing at a time, attack or defense, and cannot achieve both offense and defense.

"Cover me! I have a way to kill him!"

"Okay!" Johnny nodded: "Triangle tactics, let's go."

"Wow, I feel like I'm getting younger!" Oleg whistled happily.

The three retired Spartan paratroopers cooperated as skillfully and tacitly as they did back then.

The nimble Oleg was in charge of seducing the target, Johnny was in charge of covering fire, and Lynch stood opposite the two and waited for the opportunity.

Johnny picked up the 40MM rocket launcher and fired a high-explosive anti-personnel projectile. The huge tail flame quickly exposed the threat. The opponent's flat-end staff, the rocket turned a corner in the air and hit a tall shrine.

Before the attack came, the old fox Johnny had already thrown away the bazooka and fled. Oleg seamlessly attracted hatred, fired bullets at the long legs of the reformed man, and even opened the zipper to piss on the ground.

"Oriental people, drink this hot one!"

"Shame らず!" (Shameless!)

The slender ghost cursed, obviously annoyed, he spun his staff and swung it forcefully.

"Whoosh!"

Oleg heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, and an invisible blade slashed towards him. He quickly lowered his head and dodged. The tribute stone table in front of him was cut off like a piece of tofu. Deep nicks.

"Hey, Grandpa dodge~"

Oleg was too complacent to forget the important things, his left hand was pinched, and he wailed in pain:
"Ouch! It hurts..."

Another invisible knife light flew by, and he had no choice but to flee all the way with a grinning expression. The little brother was still caught in the zipper, and he ran swaying.

"Pfft..." Johnny Blazer smiled and shot to cover: "Dude, does it hurt?"

Oleg's voice was a little trembling: "Old company commander...you're asking questions knowingly..."

The old comrade-in-arms was as relaxed and happy as ever, and Lynch, who had been depressed recently, also showed a rare smile.

When he saw the slender ghost chasing and killing the two of them angrily, and no longer paying attention to himself, he knew that the opportunity had come,
Withdraw the needle, stick it into the arm, and push a full tube of military-grade stimulant into the vein, enough to kill the average person several times over.

The muscles of the whole body began to congest, the heart rate doubled, the fatigue was swept away, the pain was temporarily paralyzed, and the side effect caused him to have tinnitus, and now he can't care so much.

Pull out a huge all-metal halberd from the weapon rack. Judging from the murals, it is a decorative prop used by the Salt People in religious ceremonies. It is too heavy for actual combat.

However, for the "Beast Lynch" who injected a lot of stimulants, it was just the right weight.

In middle school, as a sports student, Lynch actively participated in other sports besides the rugby team.

As a substitute for the track and field team for one semester, he participated in the municipal school sports meeting and systematically practiced track and field events, including javelin throwing.

Running up, paddling, and finally throwing hard,
With the strengthened muscle strength, coupled with the assistance of the power armor, the all-metal halberd shot out like a missile, nailing the slender ghost to the stone pillar.

When the reformed man was dying, he still wanted to wield his magic staff to display spiritual powers. Oleg didn't give him this chance, so he used the grenade launcher attached to the gun, and fired a small thermobaric bomb past him, killing him to the ground.

The blood, electrolyte, bones, prosthetic parts and other things in the modified human body were pouring down like a torrential rain. Oleg picked up the staff that was blown into two pieces and posed in a chic pose.

"I killed Harry Potter!"

"You idiot, you still think you're handsome." Johnny laughed and said, "You're still showing your bird! Put the zipper up first!"

(End of this chapter)