Meiman Killer Daily

89

"These damn bastards!"

The killing of other races by humans only occurred during the civil war four to five hundred years ago, but it was also a kind of crazy revenge by humans against humans. Now the bloody scenes appear in front of everyone. This is really a war between races.

, Avery Johnson's expression was ferocious and twisted, and he issued an order for a three-pronged assault, intending to save the group of humans. Although he was extremely angry, Avery Johnson still maintained the calmness of the commander, at least knowing the enemy's strength and combat operations

strength.

Peter took the lead and took the lead. Combined with the auxiliary function of the Mjolnir assault armor, he lowered himself from the center of the mound and landed easily at a height of more than 20 meters. There was no backlash effect to hinder Peter's continued action. The machine gun was aimed at the group of half-tall men.

Monster groups, attention-grabbing strafing, and the Covenant convoy suddenly heard the howls of beasts. A monster holding a spear and at least three meters tall appeared from the back. Because of the large armored convoy, Peter did not notice this sudden appearance.

A monster like a wild beast.

The spear pierced at an extremely fast speed, and Peter found that his body was barely able to dodge the attack. He aimed bullets at the monster's body, and the monster was not even hurt at all by a series of strafing attacks. He was able to kill him just by relying on his body's rough skin and thick flesh.

Peter resisted all the attacks, and the sweeping impact was like a tank. Peter was forced to retreat quickly.

At this time, the Scorpion chariot was also driven over the mound by other Spartans. Two consecutive cannonballs fired at the monster. The monster was blown back several steps. Peter attacked and interfered again. Peter easily dodged the monster's sweeping spear, with the Scorpion

The No. 1 cannonball acted as cover, and Peter used his own body to hit the monster's calf.

The advantage of the Mjolnir assault armor is that it is tough. There are not as many bells and whistles as there will be in the future. But what Peter needs now is solid defense. Other weapons may not be as effective as the collision of the entire armor. The monster screamed and half-knelt.

Peter landed on the ground. In order to prevent the enemy from resisting his attack again, Peter used his hand mecha to pull the string grenade, which exploded in his abdomen with precise timing. Then the machine gun aimed at his abdomen and fired continuously. Blood and flesh flew across Peter's body and sprayed all over Peter's body. The monster

The tearing roar swung his arms and swatted Peter away.

Two Spartans rushed over after them. This duel only lasted for ten seconds. One person released a howitzer and smashed the monster's head into pieces. The other person knelt half-kneeling on the spot with a gun and scanned the surrounding areas.

Those little pig-like monsters made Peter stand up with pain all over his body. The energy battery's shield consumption was close to 20%. It was 100% when he landed just now.

Of course, Peter has obviously forgotten one issue, that is, the grenade he is using is not produced by the system. In a real war, grenades are always double-edged swords. They never judge the identity of the enemy or friend, not to mention that Peter is still a double-edged sword.

The grenade exploded while holding it in hand, and the mechanical armor on the hand was not destroyed by the impact. It was already the protective effect of the shield.

The level of loss after one impact exceeded 80%. This was simply a lie. Suddenly, the sound of a machine gun suddenly stopped sounded. Not far away, among the five-man Spartan team attacking from the rear, a comrade actually floated in mid-air by himself.

, opened to a height of one meter, his legs struggled continuously, and a spear-like substance pierced Sparta's chest.

"Elite!"

Peter still vaguely remembers that they are the most powerful technology and tactics in the Star Alliance. No one knows the true name of the so-called elite. They have a high status in the Star Alliance. Apart from the Prophet, they have the greatest power. At the same time, their power and strength are also

It should be far larger than the current first phase of Spartans.

Bang bang bang...

He shot decisively. It was impossible for this kind of monster to be singled out by Spartan in the current period, so Peter thought he should act on his own. The real Peter in Peter's brain had a face full of pain, and the madness of the second personality was obviously more crazy than he expected.

Demonization is a physical action that he is more familiar with. Although the body itself is his, it took him almost six years to do it.

But in real killing operations, the second personality is still more skilled. Perhaps this is the gap between Peter and a real killer. The real professional should be the second personality. Think about it, he started killing people at the age of six and has been killing all his life.

When he was released to New York by the organization at the age of twenty-three, the second personality's thinking, actions, and way of looking at the world may have only two colors: black and white. If he had to add one more, then Peter thought it must be red, because

The color of blood after killing is exactly red...

At the age of five, he was abducted by an organization and brought to a research test island. He was injected with enhanced serum and began to become an experimental subject. At the age of six, in a life-and-death fight among fifty children, the only one walked out of the trial field, and a series of killing training began.

, in practical teaching, it is either life or death. For beasts or humans, life in his consciousness should be the concept of cutting the aorta, shock in five minutes, and death in ten minutes.

Bullets hit the front of the Spartan, and a transparent film appeared. The transparency disappeared. The elite turned to look at Peter, and threw the Spartan to the ground. Peter fired continuously and closed the distance with it. These elites

They are a little bit very arrogant, just like a Predator who is obsessed with saving face. Once they find that someone wants to humiliate themselves, they will rush to the enemy's side as soon as possible and use melee combat to cut the enemy into pieces.

Now Peter's approach is like this in the elite's thoughts. Transparency disappears in Peter's eyes. Meteors are charging with long strides. The laser spear appears in front of Peter's eyes after a pause of two or three breaths. The friction between the head armor and it generates sparks. Peter

The knee struck forward and hit the elite's protective film.

Dynamic vision is the only ability that has not been deprived of. Perhaps Peter has forgotten his instinctive advantages as a human being, because his skills on earth have been enough to allow him to face various problems calmly, and the physical close combat combat,

It is often a method used only when forced to do so in the end.

The armor under the scratches is still strong. It seems that the thickness and hardness of the head just now is different from that of the abdominal armor. He rolled on the spot for fear of being cut crosswise. The holster popped out of his thigh. The C6 enhanced version pistol appeared in his hand, and a series of bullets were fired.

0 bullets knocked the elite out of stealth mode again. The opponent was also a little surprised and angry. He watched Peter pop out a laser gun in his other hand and fired back.

Peter, who was surrounded by elites, responded quickly to prevent the enemy's combat attack from putting himself in unnecessary danger. He distanced himself with the machine gun and attacked the opponent again. He inserted the pistol into his waist and took out the grenade and picked it with his thumb again.

Opening the firing pin, the elite laser gun fired without stopping. He turned around and approached Peter again. His speed was actually a few points faster than Peter. Just as he was about to pierce the spear into Peter's armor, Peter suddenly raised his hand.

Spread your fingers in front of yourself.

The explosion of the grenade was relative. Both Peter and the elite were affected at the same time, and were blown up in opposite directions. However, one person was premeditated and prepared, while the other person was caught off guard. He retreated and forcibly stabilized his body, and penetrated deeply with one hand.

*entered the ground, kept his balance and ran into the arms of an elite who was only ten meters away.

The energy shield was exploded by a grenade, and it would take time to restart. At least in terms of individual combat, the elites were not so powerful as humans that they could not be chased. The impact of the head iron made the elites feel uncomfortable and stuffy, even if they wanted to

Peter was slow to fight back because of the pain.

Although strong men all have the ability to withstand blows, they still have to distinguish who the enemy is. With the intensity of Peter's attack, the elites could only grit their teeth and hold on, spitting out green blood from the corners of their mouths, and shooting out laser stabs from their wrists, half a beat too slow.

It was Peter's fist that hit the Elite's helmet. The Elite's attack on Peter's chest pierced the armor on one side of Peter's waist due to its weightlessness and lack of balance.

The blood evaporated with the high temperature of the laser, and the wound emitted the aroma of meat even for a second. Peter knew very well that he had been cooked. At least the second rib around his waist must have a fragrant smell now, but Peter

He couldn't stop his attack, and now he had to use all his speed. Whoever was slower would die, either the opponent would completely cook him, or he would beat the opponent to death with punches to the flesh.

The mecha's gloves hit the elite helmet again. A set of combined punches and left hooks just hit the opponent's cheek. The right hook hit the chin of the helmet. A stinging feeling filled his heart. The left hook hit the helmet again.

The weakest point was hit, and the side kick to the lower body made Elite's body unbalanced again. He took out the dagger from his waist with his right hand, raised it high and pressed down, and stabbed it into the gap in Elite's chest armor.

ah!

Pain is not only experienced by humans, but elites are also living beings of flesh and blood. The proud life form's eyes are distracted. He knows that he has encountered a powerful opponent. There seems to be a special existence among the low-energy race of humans. They

It may not be as powerful as itself, but it is still possible to fight against other ethnic groups.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the Jiralhanae beasts not far away were also being surrounded and killed. This time he was transporting humans, and he only carried three of them. Now it seems that all of them will return to the embrace of God. The damn humans are indeed like the prophet's fables.

They are existences that must be destroyed, and they will be one of the Covenant's biggest enemies in this universe.

"Am I going to knock you down? You have to fight back until you die!"

The elite died, and Peter knelt in front of the opponent's body on the spot. The abdominal laser stab penetrated one side of his abdomen. Although his internal organs were not hurt, the heartbreaking pain and burning sensation were really uncomfortable.

It was terrible, and what was even more disgusting was that Peter was actually hungry and smelled his own flesh... (To be continued)