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Chapter 292: Profanity
Chapter 292: Profanity
What a cunning bastard!
Through the scope of the Power Armor, the squad commander spotted the terrified deputy on Leon's back and frowned. He had no choice but to reset the launcher and halt the burst cannon that was already warming up.
With the firepower of his own Power Armor, if he unleashed this round of burst cannon fire, he wasn't sure if the target with the strange weapon would die, but his deputy from the prestigious Ryan family would surely be torn to shreds.
As the 'Sitting Lion' of the Royal Military Department, the Ryan family held deep-rooted influence. If he dared to kill both the deputy and the target, he might find himself facing a military tribunal with their combined efforts.
He had no choice but to get up close.
After assessing the situation, the Power Armor squad commander quickly issued the appropriate orders.
The squad of twelve Power Armors immediately split into three groups. Five Power Armors moved to the left, six to the right to flank, while the commander's Power Armor suddenly accelerated, charging straight towards Leon's position, raising the cannon on its arm...
...
"Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!"
Accompanying the dense gunfire, Leon himself was not attacked, but the ground a dozen meters in front of him exploded, and a shower of silver spikes rained down, sending mud and stones flying.
Several bright red, can-shaped weapons were thrown further ahead by the Power Armor behind him. As these can-shaped weapons landed, a large burst of bright yellow, scorching flames erupted, quickly igniting a blast of hot air that blew towards Leon, curling the tips of his hair.
So cautious...
Seeing that the Power Armor behind him could easily catch up but was deliberately maintaining a slow pace, using only the cannon and incendiary grenades to slow himself down, waiting for the other Power Armors to slowly take their positions for the encirclement, Leon couldn't help but sigh in frustration.
Piony's butt was indeed useful, but it couldn't directly attack spiritually. It could only gnaw at the sturdy iron shell of the Power Armor. So, the little golden retriever from the Ryan family was right; at Leon's current level, dealing with two or three Power Armors was already challenging, and any more would be pushing his luck.
The best option right now seemed to be turning around and charging back to eliminate the Power Armor hanging behind him. However, given the operator's level of caution, they would never allow Leon to get close. As soon as he turned back, they would create distance again.
Although the Power Armor with tracks had difficulty turning, it wasn't slow when moving forward or backward, probably reaching speeds of fifty to sixty kilometers per hour. With Leon's speed, catching up was impossible, and he would only find himself deeper in the encirclement.
He had no choice but to take the risk.
Using the Black Goat's spiritual vision, Leon quickly surveyed the positions of the other Power Armors and abruptly changed direction. Instead of fleeing straight ahead, he charged towards the five Power Armors that had taken position on the left flank.
Facing Leon's seemingly suicidal move, the operator of the nearby Power Armor, perhaps feeling the presence of other teammates, believed that he only needed to hold out for a short while until reinforcements arrived. Instead of backing off, he removed the shield hanging on his back and held it up to block Leon's advance.
And that was your mistake.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Leon didn't slow down but charged straight towards the massive shield, over two meters tall, despite the little golden retriever's screams from behind.
The silver metal mass, about the size of two human heads, floating beside Leon, transformed into an incredibly sharp blade under his will. It sliced through the shield's lower edge, creating a large enough hole for someone to crouch and pass through!
What the hell was that?!
Everyone who witnessed the shield being instantly breached was shocked. The Power Armor operator, facing the unknown danger of this strange 'little man', hastily retreated, hoping to outrun the threat.
But transitioning from advancing to retreating required a startup time. As Leon successfully closed the distance, the 'Fart Sword' entered its effective range of two meters, and the outcome was sealed.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The sound of metal armor being pierced rang out repeatedly. Having manually dismantled several Power Armors, Leon had a good understanding of their weak points. He transformed the 'Fart Sword' into four silver-bright Incantation Silver lances, piercing the torso and the joints connecting the limbs.
As the thick, nearly 30-centimeter armor was penetrated, the intricate gear mechanism inside was jammed by the hard Incantation Silver lances. The weight reduction module of this Power Armor instantly malfunctioned, and a large cloud of white, scorching steam erupted from the broken pipes, creating a dense, stinging acid fog that obscured everything within reach.
"Careful! He's out!"
Accompanied by the panicked warning from the disabled Power Armor's operator, Leon, covering his mouth and nose, crouched and dashed out of the thick white fog, charging towards the second Power Armor with the little golden retriever coughing behind him.
The second Power Armor operator never expected his teammate to fall so quickly. In a panic, he instinctively raised his cannon, aiming at the approaching figure.
Is he... firing?
Hearing a sound akin to a washing machine on full spin, the little golden retriever behind Leon shuddered. He realized his teammate had activated the cannon, intending to take them both out. Desperate, his face contorted in despair, and he cursed,
"Me!"
The Incantation Silver mass beside Leon split in two. One half enveloped the machine gun's barrel, blocking the spikes, while the other transformed into a hand, gripping the Power Armor's arm and pulling it sideways.
"Damn!"
Seizing the moment when the Power Armor lost its balance, Leon sidestepped, avoiding the right leg that the Power Armor stumbled forward. The Incantation Silver that had pushed the cannon aside flowed back, precisely landing in Leon's hand and transforming into a thin, long blade.
"You!"
The silver blade slashed horizontally, slicing through the Power Armor's side like paper, sending a shower of small metal fragments flying as the steam pipes ruptured, releasing a high-pressure jet of steam. The Power Armor, missing most of its leg, toppled over backward!
"Motherfucker!!!"
The loud thud of the falling Power Armor and the little golden retriever's trembling "Mother" almost overlapped. Immediately, a choking cloud of white acidic fog burst open, once again obscuring the figure that had just dismantled two Power Armors in the blink of an eye.
(End of Chapter)
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