Chapter 558
Physical Training, 1st Power Subduing Technique
Chapter 558 Physical Training: Overcoming Ten Techniques with Force
"Fire!"
With Captain Hu's command, the Grim Reaper's scythe was swung.
At the side hatch, the M134 aircraft cannon, which had been warmed up long ago, suddenly unleashed a terrifying roar.
Buzz————
It didn't sound like a gunshot at all, but rather a long, piercing sound like tearing cloth.
With a rate of fire of 600 rounds per minute, the flames spewing from the muzzle formed a straight whip of fire.
The dense barrage of 7.62mm full-power warheads, like a metal storm, unleashed a terrifying kinetic energy capable of tearing apart armored vehicles.
The rooftop concrete floor cracked instantly, the hard concrete being easily plowed open like tofu.
Rock fragments flew everywhere, and dust billowed up.
Captain Hu stared at the few "ants" below, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips.
Under this level of firepower, let alone a group of the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled, even a truck could be sawed in two!
At this moment, several figures on the rooftop were running frantically between life and death.
Just as Fang Cheng unleashed his power, he whispered two words: "Run!"
Without any hesitation, the Illuminati members immediately carried out their leader's orders.
Hiei is, after all, an agility-type ability user.
For him, a distance of just over thirty meters was nothing more than the blink of an eye.
Long before the machine gunner made any adjustments to his firing range, he had already slipped into the safe zone at the rooftop entrance like a ghostly shadow.
But it wasn't so easy for the other two.
Old Chen is getting on in years, and his reactions are a beat slower.
Fat Tiger had lost an arm and was seriously injured, so he stumbled and staggered when he ran.
Da da da da—
Less than ten meters from the door, a deadly hail of bullets rained down, sweeping towards their heels.
Sparks flew everywhere, and flying pebbles hit Fat Tiger's back like shrapnel.
Although the pain didn't penetrate his muscles, it still made him stagger and fall heavily to the ground.
"Fat!"
Upon seeing this, Fei Ying, who had already reached the doorway, felt her eyes widen in horror.
Without saying a word, he kicked off the wall with his toes and instead of retreating, he turned around and rushed back.
"Hurry up!"
He grabbed Old Chen by the collar and, using the momentum, shoved him violently toward the entrance passage.
Old Chen flew through the air in an arc and fell into the stairwell almost touching the ground.
But by the time Hiei went to pull Gian back, it was too late.
The "fire whip" that reaped lives swept towards the two of them.
Fat Tiger's massive and burly body was too heavy for Hiei's slender arms to lift.
The bullets were about to hit them, less than half a meter away.
The sense of despair, shrouded in the shadow of death, made the two of them instinctively close their eyes.
However, the expected excruciating pain did not come.
Ding ding dong dong—
A series of rapid impacts rang in my ears, like raindrops hitting an iron plate.
The two opened their eyes in astonishment.
Suddenly, a figure as broad as a mountain appeared in front of them, taking all the bullets for them.
It's the president!
The two looked at Fang Cheng with immense joy.
His feet were rooted to the ground, his arms covered his head and face, and his muscles bulged like rocks.
The full-power machine gun bullets that could easily tear a human body apart only left faint red marks on his body.
Then it was bounced off like it had hit a steel plate, turning into scrap metal scattered all over the ground.
Not only that.
As Fang Cheng exhaled and steadied himself in a horse stance, a dazzling golden halo appeared around his body.
That is the protective aura formed after the blood and qi have been condensed to their extreme.
It was as if scorching flames enveloped its body, or like the legendary golden bell shield.
Amidst the hail of bullets, a divine radiance shone forth, dazzling the eye.
"Hurry up and leave!"
Fang Cheng roared, his voice like a thunderclap.
Feiying shuddered and instantly came to her senses.
He gritted his teeth, used all his strength, dragged the fallen Fatty Tiger, and scrambled into the stairwell.
At this moment, the soldier operating the machine gun on the helicopter almost popped his eyes out.
"What...what kind of monster is this?"
Team Leader Hu also looked completely astonished.
Seeing that the rats had successfully scurried into the hole, it was too late for the machine gunner to adjust the angle.
What terrified him even more was the man who was still standing in the center of the hail of bullets.
Under the bright light of the searchlight, the man stood in a standard martial arts stance, his body suddenly growing larger.
The black hoodie that had been fitting perfectly instantly ripped into strips, revealing a terrifying group of muscles underneath that looked like they were cast from steel.
The latissimus dorsi muscles resembled a ghost face, the pectoral muscles were as taut as a rock, and the rectus abdominis muscles were clearly defined.
Every muscle was throbbing and congested with blood, as if countless living giant pythons were hiding under the skin.
In just a few seconds, his body swelled up, transforming from an ordinary young man into a Vajra warrior.
Its defensive capabilities have also been upgraded to a new level.
Machine gun bullets rained down on him, but aside from sparks, they didn't even scratch his skin.
"Physical training? A protective shield of mental energy?"
Although Captain Hu was shocked, he quickly calmed down from his astonishment.
As a special operations captain who has been on the front lines for a long time, he has seen many people with special abilities.
Some can transform into rocks, while others possess the secret art of distorting space.
Just like the Bloodthorn Mercenary Group's Big Bear, he also possesses abnormal muscle strength.
Although far less unscathed and composed than the man before her.
But so what?
They are now in an armed helicopter, hovering more than 50 meters above the rooftop.
This distance is an insurmountable barrier.
Even if the monster were a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, it could only stare helplessly on the ground, unable to touch a single hair on their heads.
"I'd like to see just how hard you can get!"
A fierce glint flashed in Captain Hu's eyes as he roared into his headset:
"Keep the machine gun suppression going, prepare the rocket pods! Bomb him to smithereens!"
"Also, prepare two nerve suppression grenades, just in case."
However, the moment he gave the order...
Fang Cheng, who had been standing like an iron tower taking the beating, suddenly moved.
He moved with lightning speed, quickly retreating two steps to avoid the barrage of bullets hitting him.
Immediately afterwards, he stomped hard on the ground with his left foot, shattering the concrete beneath his feet.
At the same time, he pulled his right hand back, his whole body muscles tensed up like a full moon bow.
By the light of the searchlight, Captain Hu could vaguely make out that the guy seemed to be holding a... dagger.
A regular tactical knife?
Team Leader Hu was stunned for a moment, and then a sense of absurdity welled up in his heart.
Is this guy crazy?
Trying to shoot down an armed helicopter from over 50 meters away with a small piece of metal?
He thought this was a movie shoot...
Before the thought had even formed...
collapse--
A muffled, thunderous boom echoed through the air.
Fang Cheng suddenly swung his arm and threw the dagger.
The movements were so exaggerated that it seemed more like a cannonball being launched than a throw.
As the dagger flew out of my hand, its blade turned bright red due to the intense friction with the air caused by its high speed.
call out--
There was absolutely no time to react. A flash of red light, like an infrared-guided hypersonic missile, tore through fifty meters of night sky in an instant.
Even behind the bulletproof glass, Captain Hu still felt an overwhelming sense of death.
The sense of crisis, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, made the hairs on his body stand on end.
"Get out of the way!!"
Almost instinctively, he lunged to the side and shoved the driver in the driver's seat hard.
puff-
The composite bulletproof glass, strong enough to withstand heavy machine gun fire, was as fragile as cardboard in front of that dagger.
The crimson light pierced straight through, its offensive undiminished.
Hu's push saved the driver from certain death.
But the dagger still pierced his left shoulder as easily as cutting tofu, and then shot through the chest of the adjutant behind him.
With a final "clang," it sank deep into the Kevlar bulletproof layer on the rear wall of the cabin.
hum-
Even though it had penetrated three-tenths of the wall, the exposed hilt of the knife was still trembling wildly, emitting a heart-stopping buzzing sound.
"what!!"
Screams erupted from inside the cabin.
Captain Hu clutched his pierced shoulder, his face contorted in pain.
He turned his head and glanced at the still-smoking dagger, his eyes filled with horror.
What kind of arm strength is that?!
If the hilt hadn't obstructed its trajectory, this strike could have pierced the entire attack helicopter.
Over the years, he had carried out missions to capture superhumans, but he had never seen such a simple and brutal method of attack.
This isn't a throwing knife, it's practically a portable electromagnetic railgun!
If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, that slash would have split the driver's head open like a watermelon.
Captain Hu looked down at his wound.
At the edge of the pierced, bloody hole, countless tiny buds of flesh were writhing and intertwining frantically, stopping the bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The opponent is indeed formidable, but he is no pushover either.
As a squad leader in the Dark Blade unit, his physical abilities and reflexes had been enhanced by drugs, making him a ruthless character who had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"call……"
With the pain subsiding slightly, Captain Hu gritted his teeth, trying to stand up and resume command.
Fortunately, the pilot survived, and they still had air superiority...
boom--
Just as he was beginning to breathe a sigh of relief...
A sharp gunshot rang out abruptly, piercing the roar of the helicopter rotor.
A flower of blood suddenly appeared on the helmet of the driver in the front seat.
Immediately afterwards, blood exploded and spread rapidly.
There was a bullet hole between his eyebrows, so precise it was almost imperceptible.
The driver didn't even utter a sound before his body went limp and collapsed.
Uncontrolled hands slid forward unconsciously, knocking over the collective pitch lever.
The massive fuselage instantly went out of control, shaking violently as if it were drunk.
"Hold!"
Team Leader Hu was thrown so hard that he slammed his head into the dashboard.
The aircraft cannons that were originally firing at the rooftop also started shaking wildly with the aircraft, bullets flying everywhere and losing their aim.
He didn't have time to curse; he immediately pushed aside the driver's still-bleeding corpse.
He lunged into the driver's seat, grabbed the cyclic pitch lever, and tried to steady the out-of-control steel beast.
"It's a sniper lying in ambush!"
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the ruins of the rooftop below, searching for the person who had fired the shot.
Behind a broken wall on the north side of the helipad, Hawkeye was slowly retracting the still-smoking muzzle of his gun.
When Fang Cheng gave the order to retreat, he did not choose to follow the others.
Besides the fact that its location is too far from the entrance.
He knew very well that in such open terrain, facing aerial fire, without special abilities, he couldn't escape by simply running.
Someone has to stay behind to counter it.
The only effective way to counter that iron behemoth that holds air superiority is to take down its operator.
Fang Cheng watched this scene with a hint of approval in his eyes.
This newcomer was calm and rational when faced with danger, which aligned with my own thoughts.
It's important to know that this armed helicopter was hovering at an extremely high position.
With Fang Cheng's current jumping ability, his maximum vertical reach from a standing jump is less than fifteen meters.
If you combine the "Absolute Control" and "Elasticity" skill effects, you can indeed try to sprint 100 meters into the air to the limit.
But the opponent wouldn't give him that time to build up his strength, and there were no suitable points of leverage around him.
That's why he changed his approach.
When I went to get the communicator from Black Mamba's body, I secretly hid the dagger in my sleeve.
He was thinking of using the five-fold increase in strength from his Qilin Arm to deliver a fatal flying knife attack.
Unfortunately, Captain Hu reacted too quickly and had excellent physical abilities, managing to dodge a fatal blow at the last second.
But that's okay, if once doesn't work, then try twice!
At this moment, the helicopter drew an "8" in the air and finally managed to regain its balance.
Captain Hu is, after all, an all-around elite soldier in the special forces, and his driving skills are not bad.
But he was furious.
Before the enemy was even eliminated, he suffered two consecutive defeats, causing his originally stable emotions to become somewhat out of control.
"The sniper is at two o'clock, behind the broken wall!"
He roared into the communicator, his voice exceptionally loud:
"Never mind that big guy, take out the sniper, riddle him with bullets!"
The machine gunner at the side hatch received the order and quickly turned his gun around.
Da da da da da—
The dense flames instantly engulfed the section of broken wall where Hawkeye was hiding.
Bricks and stones flew everywhere, and a large section of the bunker was sheared away in seconds.
Hawkeye had no choice but to roll around on the ground, clutching his gun, and was pinned down, unable to lift his head.
Seeing this, Fang Cheng did not stand by and watch the show.
His eyes narrowed, and he quickly bent down and picked up a piece of concrete as big as a millstone from the ground.
As Hu, sitting in the driver's seat, caught sight of this scene, his eye twitched involuntarily.
That small dagger was able to achieve the effect of an anti-material sniper rifle.
Now, if such a large rock were to hit it, the helicopter would be totaled even if it didn't crash.
"Think beautifully!"
With a ferocious expression, Captain Hu slammed his finger down on the red launch button at the top of the joystick.
Whizzing--
Two 70mm Hydra rockets, trailing long plumes of flame and accompanied by a deathly whistle, headed straight for the area where Fang Cheng was located.
boom!!
The violent explosion instantly engulfed the center of the rooftop.
Flames shot into the sky, and the massive shockwave blasted the floors in that area to collapse.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and the man's tall figure vanished instantly into the sea of fire.
"do you died?"
Captain Hu, panting heavily, stared intently at the billowing smoke, trying to find the target's body.
However, as the smoke and dust dissipated slightly...
Apart from the huge hole blown through and the messy ruins, the surrounding area was empty.
There was no blood or body.
"What about people?!"
Captain Hu's bloodshot eyes widened, and an ominous premonition instantly crept down his spine.
(End of this chapter)