109: Chapter 29: Expel the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf 109: Chapter 29: Expel the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf In a vertical shaft, Blade Guest above, Xiang Shan in the middle, and the spider below, none of the three had Vector Thrusters, engaging in aggressive hand-to-hand combat in an environment devoid.

Rod felt that this was one of the most perilous encounters he had rarely seen in his life.

None of his past enemies had such skill.

The likes of Silver Transmission Shaft Lev, Chain Missile Gleayard, were incomparable to this man.

The Green Forest bandit originally wanted to jump down immediately, return to his base, and join forces with the gang within the Great Stockade to kill the Hero, but Xiang Shan kept pulling his Prosthetic Body up.

Each time he was pulled down, he suffered a heavy hit and was slammed onto the ground.

The Hero then used this force to move further up.

Rod wanted to open fire several times.

But the problem was the same as before.

His brother was above him, making it difficult for him to shoot freely.

And his own Prosthetic Body below also blocked any support from below.

The men exchanged moves rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, they were less than a meter from the ground.

Rod saw the silver metal aerosol above and heard the sound of the motor starting; he knew there was an ambush set up above.

At this moment, he probably understood the opponents’ intent.

Now, he found himself having to make a decision.

To continue fighting like this would likely turn the situation even more against him.

In the Great Stockade, the Hero had revealed the High-Frequency Wave Generator he had on hand.

This device can cause metal fatigue at specific frequencies, effectively tearing apart External Armor and bypassing shock-absorption structures to produce infrasound and ultrasound inside the prosthetic bodies that damage the Biological Brain.

It was specialized for close combat.

The opponent likely relied entirely on it.

If he chose to escape downward, not only would he be betraying his brother, but he would also expose many flaws.

The recent melee combat had probably allowed the opponent to detect the frequency best suited to damage his armor.

Moreover, the opponent’s external strength was high, and his Inner Strength was even stronger.

Inside the Great Stockade, most of the security cameras connected to the server would serve as eyes for the opponent.

All automated devices could potentially become instruments to harm his own side.

With this in mind, it might be better to actively push the opponent into the Iron Dust and seek survival in death!

After all, this metal aerosol could effectively interfere with electromagnetic waves.

Once inside the Iron Dust, no matter how high your Inner Strength, it was impossible to extend your will through wireless signals.

Although the Iron Dust would also hinder the command system and limit the effectiveness of numerical superiority.

But comparing that to letting the opponent use their Inner Strength to take control of the Great Stockade…

Rod made up his mind in an instant, his eight spider legs piercing out into the soil, then grabbing the man’s calves and forcefully pushing upward.

The Hero reacted quickly, utilizing this force to strike at Blade Guest.

The three men instantly tumbled out of the pit.

Xiang Shan swiftly broke free from Blade Guest, but Rod, unwilling to let him go, roared, “Hero!

You are seeking your own death!”

While yelling, Rod keenly distinguished something.

His voice was not the only sound present.

There seemed to be a microphone below, and around the area, wired speakers were buried.

This was a method to disrupt one’s hearing within the Iron Dust!

—A trap?

As soon as this thought flashed through Rod’s mind, a volley of bullets came flying from the side.

Startled, Rod confirmed his suspicions and let out a shriek, turning Poison Claw to return fire.

Xiang Shan then leaped back, grabbed Blade Guest who was about to pounce, and kicked him towards the direction of the government officials shooting, then he darted into the aerosol to hide his figure.

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Zhang Xianchong, upon hearing the noises, rashly opened fire, targeting that direction.

Despite the microphones and speakers disrupting his hearing, he was still able to confine his target within a narrow arc.

Then, a whooshing sound approached.

Deborah was alarmed, raised her arm, and fired an Armor-Piercing Bullet, hitting the flying figure straight through.

Blade Guest’s prosthetic body was severely damaged, tumbling in mid-air and falling to the ground.

But in that instant, he mustered his energy, sprung up even though both his energy and cooling systems had been destroyed.

The emergency power supplies and capacitors still squeezed out a bit of energy.

Iron Dust was entering his wounds.

He knew he only had a few minutes left.

In those minutes, he must overturn his enemies and escape.

At this life-and-death moment, thoughts raced through Blade Guest’s mind, his life’s Martial Arts experiences quickly processed, then all converged into “this one slash”!

The blade light fused with the silver aerosol, becoming even less noticeable.

He leapt towards the direction from where the Armor-Piercing Bullet had come.

Immediately after, he saw an enemy.

Blade Guest’s stance was like a spring fully charged, unleashing all at once.

At this moment, the long-armed Cybernetically Enhanced Person finally saw his stance.

But that was all.

Old Hammer grunted lightly, his long arms relaxed—a factual description, his arms were long enough to reach his ankles, a ratio closer to apes than Homo sapiens—and delivered a punch with the tactic of striking later but arriving first.

Blade Guest changed his moves, rotating his arm blade, aiming to tap on the opponent’s elbow to leverage, aiming to chop at the Cybernetically Enhanced Person’s neck.

But Old Hammer changed his move faster, grabbing the wrist as the long blade was about to hit, giving it a shake, completely disrupting his balance.

Then his other hand whipped out fiercely.

Blade Guest didn’t even have time to feel it before his brain was scattered.

Old Hammer, holding the cadaver as a shield against bullets, slightly shifted his position, moving in front of the lady.

Deborah took another Armor-Piercing Bullet from her side storage box, loaded it into her arm, and chambered it.

She clearly saw Old Hammer in front of her and said, “Sorry, got impatient and wasted that Armor-Piercing Bullet—now this weapon is also exposed.”

An expert can distinguish the type of weapon from the sound of an armor-piercing bullet penetrating armor.

Furthermore, this weapon itself is of the “one-shot, one-kill” type, where Deborah only ever has one round in her arm.

After it’s fired, she has to reload, which is a bit of a hassle.

Reloading on the battlefield means having to withstand enemy attacks.

And such a huge price to pay, just to kill someone whom Old Hammer could easily crush, seemed somewhat improper.

“Caution is paramount,” Old Hammer said.

“There is no problem.”

Deborah then asked, “What’s the damage to your external armor like?”

In Iron Dust, the integrity of the external armor is crucial.

Any crack larger than 0.1 millimeters could be fatal.

And the recent gunshot could potentially have caused that kind of damage.

Zhang Xianchong shouted, “I’ve performed an airtightness self-check!

It will hold!”

“Well then.

It seems that guy wants to use these Green Forest forces against us!” Deborah said.

“You two, go kill that Green Forest member first…”

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire came from behind everyone.

“What’s going on?” Deborah was startled and instinctively looked back, but because of the Iron Dust, she couldn’t see anything.

“From Han’s direction,” Old Hammer muttered quietly.

Deborah asked, “Xianchong, what do you think?

Is it time to retreat?”

Just then, a gust of fierce wind rose from the front, and an enemy had already pounced in front of Zhang Xianchong.

Zhang Xianchong could only shout, “There’s no turning back!

Kill first!”

“Good!

Uncle Hammer, let’s join forces first…” Deborah said.

At that moment, Old Hammer suddenly swung his palms, shouting, “Sneaky rat!

Come out!”

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Where everyone could not see, Han had already felt a bit of pressure.

Carolina had just emerged from the Iron Dust and informed him of the young miss’s order before grabbing a weapon and heading back.

But at that moment, there was a slight noise from behind.

The other experts within the Great Stockade left through various secret passages.

Although Xiang Shan had hijacked the intelligence system of the Great Stockade, primitive wired communication devices, not connected to the server, could still be used.

The screech from Rod was the internal cipher of Wild Myth.

He intended to put their best fighters in action, surrounding and attacking these heroes.

Indeed, Iron Dust would block electromagnetic wave transmission, disabling modern command systems and preventing the advantage of numbers from being fully exercised.

Yet, numerical superiority is still an advantage.

Furthermore, at this moment, Wild Myth didn’t need to conceal their movements much.

Because the damnable hero had actually dispersed Iron Dust over their stockade—a fact that would definitely be seen by satellites above.

Ah, it’s not as if the moment Iron Dust appears, space-based weapons immediately fall.

If cheap Iron Dust could trade for a space-based weapon strike, the heroes would have been throwing Iron Dust all over the wilderness long ago—in fact, they did exactly that when the Heavenly Punishment System was first established.

And the Civilization Protectors had indeed learned to conserve ammunition.

But this spread of Iron Dust would definitely lead to enhanced satellite surveillance.

As soon as monitoring resources were concentrated on this area, the exposure of the Great Stockade would only be a matter of time.

So, dozens of martial artists appeared.

Han realized that they had fallen into a divide and conquer strategy.

“Mountain” had long prepared for their pursuit.

Both the Iron Dust and this tactic were part of that preparation.

And this plan was not a matter of luck.

Even if their squad hadn’t walked into this trap, Xiang Shan could repeat the trick at the next Great Stockade until eventually, the pursuers would be deceived.

He had prepared on two fronts from the beginning.

If no pursuers turned up, he’d simply assassinate everyone in the stockade as planned.

If the pursuers arrived, he’d lead them into a conflict with Green Forest, thereby splitting their forces.

Turning a “one against many” scenario into multiple “one-on-one” situations.

But even realizing they were tricked, it was too late to do anything about it.

The Green Forest members were beyond negotiation.

The heroes, at least, were merely misguided by the flawed teachings of their later years, making their actions personal and potentially correctable, but those from Green Forest were all madmen.

There was nothing to discuss with them.

Han could only pick up his gun, aim at a Green Forest member, and then fire.