raknovel Chapter 36 Life and Death Showdown
Chapter 36 Life and Death Showdown
"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Wang Xuan asked in a low voice. He could tell that his opponent's attack was so ruthless and fierce that it was clearly aimed at taking his life.
The fight between the two was very fast, but the Hongshui City security forces had already begun to close in. If they could delay for even a little while longer, a large number of police officers would arrive. At that time, whether they took the two hostages or surrendered to them directly, they could ensure their own safety.
Lin Zhuo didn't say anything. Of course, he had questions he wanted to ask, but he remained silent.
Forcing information is secondary; killing and covering up the crime is the top priority.
He was in an even worse mood now because the Serpent Chain Hammer had been severed, and he treasured that weapon.
Wang Xuan stared at the blurry black figure in front of him, muttering to himself that the person's camouflage prosthetic was really effective, as there was no stretching or distortion even with such intense movement. At the same time, he vaguely sensed a gloomy atmosphere.
The sheer coldness emanating from the indistinct, dark shadow was enough to demonstrate the intensity of the malevolent energy. Wang Xuan was now in pain and terrified; goosebumps had erupted across his back.
There was nothing more to say. The two figures rapidly approached each other! They clashed! The battle reached a fever pitch in the very first instant.
On one side was a suit of armor that could be called a war machine, and on the other side was an iron fist infused with abundant true energy. The force of each strike from both sides was terrifying. The two figures bombarded each other back and forth, knocking their opponent away and chasing after him to exchange blows again. Like a hurricane formed by atmospheric convection, they raged and moved deeper into the tunnel.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The wind howled as metal collided with flesh, producing a resounding explosion.
With the help of neural acceleration protocols and artificial intelligence, even if the armored warrior is inferior to his opponent in pure speed and is at a disadvantage, he can still maintain the rhythm of the battle and not be completely suppressed to the point of collapse.
Lin Zhuo continued to refine his Qi, his mind free of any extraneous emotions. The essence of the Supreme Dragon Transformation Technique was to master the power of body and mind in a comprehensive way. He could make judgments instinctively about how to condense true Qi, how to transform true Qi, and when to use which technique.
With the added benefit of stealth, his brain's information processing speed could no longer keep up with his movements.
Since the mind cannot control the battle, let the senses control the body.
The armored warrior in front of them moved quickly and skillfully, each claw strike being quite deadly.
Even so, can it be compared to the Death Valley in the virtual training ground?
Not enough, not enough at all. What does this attack density and frequency mean to Lin Zhuo now? It's nothing more than a warm-up with a gentle breeze.
Wang Xuan's perception was more intuitive. He slowed down subjective time through the neural acceleration protocol and quickly realized that the other party's actions were just ridiculously fast, while their thinking speed was still within the normal range.
At the same time, after losing their weapons, all of the opponent's actions became predictable, with fixed movement logic, preferred attack angles, and clear combat psychology. The completeness of the behavioral data collected by artificial intelligence began to soar.
Once all these elements are incorporated into a complete motion model, no matter what moves Lin Zhuo makes, they will be completely predicted and countered. Victory will then be within Wang Xuan's grasp.
This is the era of combat intelligence, a reality that leaves ordinary martial artists lamenting its desolation. These days, top fighters rely on computing power and models; who still studies techniques and fighting methods?
However, Wang Xuan's joy did not last long.
Once the completeness of the behavioral data reaches 95%, it becomes stuck and doesn't move.
"What happened?"
"The enemy's behavior is so chaotic that it cannot be deconstructed."
"Then forget it, import the model using the existing data."
"Import complete. Begin predicting combat behavior. Current model bias: 20%"
"Go for it." Wang Xuan had been suppressed from the beginning and had reached his limit. Now, he had already predicted his opponent's next move. He seized the opportunity and coldly pulled out a claw from an unpredictable angle. It bypassed the opponent's arm that was blocking the attack and entered through the gap. It landed right on the heart.
"Get it!" A hoarse, synthesized voice burst forth in the rapid-fire attack and defense, compressed into a sharp, short beep, like the static of a broken radio.
The sharp claws landed on the shadowy figure's chest.
However, it did not tear open as smoothly as expected. There was no gushing blood or charred flesh, no splitting ribs or exposed organs. The claw seemed to land on a rapidly spinning top, deflected by an invisible force, failing to penetrate the muscle. Moreover, a recoil force came through, making his entire arm numb and tingling.
"What is this again?" Wang Xuan felt like he was going crazy. He had never heard of such a deflection field shield in modern military equipment. It was obviously working on a completely different principle from traditional shields.
The perfected "Jade Belt Entangling Mountain Technique" can not only deflect attacks, but also reflect a portion of the opponent's force back, greatly increasing the chances of victory in battle.
Wang Xuan made a careless move and fell into a disadvantageous position again. The dark figure in front of him was about to unleash a powerful punch, and he could only raise his injured left arm to block it.
The next instant, a tremendous force traveled up the arm, the power transmission structure of the armor emitted a painful groan, the armor showed clear twisting deformation, which spread all the way to the shoulder blade, and the bones of the entire arm were broken.
As excruciating pain struck, the duration of the neural acceleration protocol also reached its limit. He instantly regressed from the realm of extreme speed and fell back into the lazy and sluggish world of mortals.
The opponent's attack has not stopped.
In just an instant, the surface of the armor had been punched dozens of times, and there was a short pause in the middle because Lin Zhuo was re-activating the "Finger Escape Technique" to convert the divine energy into a beneficial effect. After that, he continued to strike with fierce and extremely fast punches, and the heavy colonial warrior was knocked into the air and was pressed against the curved wall of the guide pit and beaten severely.
The roar of the torrential rain of punches overwhelmed Wang Xuan's senses. Through the thick walls, he could hear the vibrations of the intercity train shuttling through another tunnel. He knew that not far away, thousands of unsuspecting passengers were enjoying their comfortable and pleasant days on the train.
They must be sitting in spacious, comfortable seats with free drinks and food, children wearing headphones watching cartoons on the screens behind their seats. The adults might even be singing and playing music together in one of the carriages, their joyful sounds like an ocean.
All of this was different from the trains Wang Xuan remembered: the sweltering, stuffy crowds, the pungent stench, the deafening shouts and noise, the ubiquitous pickpockets—that was the mode of transportation he had been familiar with since childhood.
I really envy these people who come from a community background...
Wang Xuan's consciousness gradually dissolved and dissipated amidst excruciating pain and alarm sounds.
At the other end of the tunnel, a large number of Hongshui City guards had gathered in the shelter. Armed machines and human soldiers advanced together, took control of the fake meeting place in the abandoned tunnel, and captured the armed personnel who were stubbornly resisting at the entrance.
"Safe. Proceed." "Safe."
When they finally reached the actual assembly site, they found crowds of unconscious people everywhere, prompting the officers to immediately check the air for nerve gas.
After the initial chaos, they finally accepted the bizarre situation and placed the coerced children, the large number of criminals, and the undercover officers on stretchers, categorizing and settling them properly. The search operation at the scene was also progressing steadily.
"Director, we've discovered something."
A young police officer held up an action camera, and at the end of the video file, an unidentified armored warrior was clearly visible.
The director of the Hongshui Security Bureau looked grave, cold sweat beading on his rough forehead. "Find him quickly! We absolutely cannot let this target escape!"
"Comrade Director, there's something unusual here!"
Passing through the deformed doorway, we arrived deep inside the shelter. Before us was a large hole in the wall. From behind that hole, a continuous, cold, and chilling booming sound drifted from afar, like the migration of a herd of rhinoceroses or the noise of heavy machinery at a construction site.
A series of terrifying sounds refracted and propagated through the pipe space, becoming bizarre and distorted, and even more chilling.
"Follow me." The chief raised his pistol, took the lead, and carefully crawled through the hole into the pilot ditch.
Following the terrifying sound, they explored forward and saw two figures in the distance, each about the size of a bean. One of them was punching repeatedly, and the loud noise was the source of the sound.
"Stop! We are from the Hongshui City Security Bureau. We order you to immediately cease all actions, raise your hands above your heads, identify yourselves, and await our instructions!"
The man did stop throwing punches, causing another figure pressed against the wall to slide down softly.
Before the officers could even catch their breath, a dark figure carrying another body sped deeper into the trench, disappearing into a section of road with flashing lights. Only a flash of purple light was seen before the figure vanished completely.
"Dad, what do we do?" the young police officer stammered. "It feels like a ghost."
"Useless! No superstitions allowed. Such a coward! Can't you learn from your sister? Also, during missions, you must address each other as 'comrade'." The chief glared at him. "Advance carefully, everyone. Let the robotic police lead the way."
Suddenly, the dark figure returned, its figure rapidly approaching, ignoring the police officers' warnings and the gun barrels, passing through the crowd like a gust of wind. The violent airflow carried dust, making everyone squint and cough.
By the time they came to their senses, the person was nowhere to be found.
"Where are they? Where did they go!"
"Target lost," the robotic police officer reported in a muffled voice.
"I know the target is missing." The chief wiped the sweat from his brow. "Everyone, secure the scene and get the criminal investigation team over here."
This spy operation involved far too many unexpected factors, and the director sighed inwardly, knowing he was in for a busy time ahead.
Half an hour later, he was summoned by criminal investigators.
"Did you find anything?"
"Director, look here. There's a dent and drag marks in the dust, indicating that some kind of heavy spherical object was dropped here and then hurriedly picked up. Based on the marks, the object weighs over two kilograms, and it's very likely the tool used in the crime."
Another call came into the chief's cell phone; it was from the officer in charge of the interrogation.
"What did the eyewitnesses say?"
"Everyone showed obvious signs of amnesia and confusion, their speech was unclear, and no one could describe the specific circumstances at the time, but..."
"But what? Tell me!" The bureau chief was so anxious he had a toothache.
"Several suspects used the same word. It seems to be the name of a song." The interrogation officer continued, enunciating each word clearly: "Nuwa, Da, Da, Qi."