Hei saw that the Hunter 6 robot on the screen was out of bullets, so he turned his head and glanced at the special operations team who was repairing.
Not long ago, they just ended a fierce battle on the fifth floor, and lost half of the team. All the members of the special operations team were more or less injured, but after less than 20 minutes of rest, they had to go back to work again. Into the battle.
However, they didn't have any complaints, and there was no complaint on their faces. The team leader nodded at the black, and led his team members to the elevator.
But just as they were about to board the elevator, a voice came from behind, "Wait."
Miss F stood up from the sofa, "I'll go with you."
Hei seemed a little surprised, "Aren't you and Zhang Heng friends? Mr. G has explained that you can stay out of this matter."
"If he thinks that I'm someone who puts my personal feelings above the organization's cause, then he doesn't understand me too much." Miss F said lightly, "And your special operations team may be able to stop that robot, but it will definitely not be able to stop it." Live in Zhang Heng, you need me."
After a pause, she added, "Also, don't do such a thing next time. If Mr. G wants me to make a move, just give me orders. There is no need to use dead people to stimulate me."
"..."
Hei's back was really drenched in cold sweat this time, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but at this time Miss F had already boarded the elevator with the special operations team.
The battle below is coming to an end now, Zhang Heng and Qiu Ming have already dealt with two waves of reinforcements, and the Hunter-6 robot controlled by Fengzi finally rushed into the hall.
But at this moment, Zhang Heng stopped. He looked up and saw more than a dozen figures descending rapidly on the steel frame outside the signal tower. When they landed, they released the steel cables around their waists.
They were dressed exactly the same as the two exoskeleton fighters that Zhang Heng met in the hotel corridor before. Everyone was wearing the latest generation of exoskeleton equipment from the military, and they acted well and cooperated with each other tacitly.
However, after the group landed, they didn't care about Zhang Heng in front of them at all. Most of them went to the Hunter-6 robot in the hall, and only one person focused on Qiu Ming on the other side. .
Zhang Heng also didn't move, because his eyes were completely attracted by another figure above his head.
—Miss F.
She didn't land on the ground with the others, she was still standing on the steel frame, holding the steel beam next to her with one hand, and holding her own alloy sword with the other, her figure looked a little hazy in the smoke.
Like Zhang Heng, she doesn't pay attention to the battles in other places now, and her eyes stay on Zhang Heng.
The two stared at each other for about two seconds.
Then Zhang Heng saw Miss F change the alloy sword into the normal hand. After doing this, she took a step forward, and her body fell from the steel frame!
She didn't have a wire rope around her waist like those in the Special Operations Squad, and she actually had nothing but a sword on her, and she just jumped off the steel frame.
Her body is constantly accelerating under the influence of gravity! ! ! You must know that except for a mechanical prosthetic limb, her other organs are still ordinary human beings, so she will definitely die if she just jumps off like this.
However, there was no fear on Miss F's face. Seeing that she was about to hit the ground with 20 meters left, she started to move, using her mechanical prosthetic limb to hold the outermost steel pillar .
The next moment, sparks splashed everywhere where her palm touched the steel pillar.
But at the same time, Miss F's falling speed did slow down. In the end, she bent her knees slightly and lost the rest of her strength, and finally stood in front of Zhang Heng safe and sound.
It had been less than two hours since the two last saw each other.
At that time, Zhang Heng was still teaming up with Ms. F to deal with a berserk hunter-type 6 robot, but now the two have become each other's enemies.
Ms. F looked at Zhang Heng with a slightly complicated look, but she quickly regained her composure. She didn't ask Zhang Heng why he came here, nor did he ask him to give her any explanation. She only uttered three words, "Pull Knife."
But she didn't expect that Zhang Heng on the opposite side shook his head when he heard the words, "This knife is not used to deal with friends."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Heng inserted the [hidden sheath] into the open space at his feet, and then said to Miss F, "Wait a minute."
Miss F frowned, but she didn't say anything. She just stood there and watched Zhang Heng walk into a closed western restaurant next door. Three minutes later, Zhang Heng came out again, holding a bag full of Various knives.
"This is kitchen utensils, not weapons." Miss F reminded someone.
"To me, this is a weapon." Zhang Heng replied.
"My sword is forged from tungsten steel alloy. It is so hard that it cannot be resisted by ordinary weapons, let alone the table knives in your hand."
"I know, that's why I took such a big bag."
Zhang Heng wrapped these knives in cloth and hung them on both sides of his body. He first picked out two boning knives from inside, held them in his hands, and then made a gesture of invitation to Miss F.
So the latter stopped talking nonsense, and exchanged the tungsten steel sword into the hand of the mechanical prosthesis, and then her body moved, and a sword slashed at Zhang Heng's right arm.
Like her people, Ms. F's swordsmanship does not have any fancy, it is the embodiment of pure speed, under the influence of modern technology, her movements have broken through the physiological limit of the human body, from drawing the sword to swinging it only takes It took 0.1 seconds, and the whole set of movements was completed in one go.
Ordinary people may have been hit by the sword before they even blinked their eyes in the face of her offensive.
However, this time her opponent was Zhang Heng. With just a ding, Zhang Heng had already used the boning knife in his hand to firmly hold Miss F's lightning-fast sword.
After that, Zhang Heng's body also moved, and another boning knife drew a strange arc in his hand, stabbing at Miss F's throat, but at this time the latter's tungsten steel sword had also been retracted , A knife and a sword intersect again!
After a brief pause, there was a more violent attack! ! !
Ms. F swung the tungsten steel sword into a ball of blue light, and the clanging and collision sounds became denser. After resisting it about four times, the boning knife in Zhang Heng's left hand let out a whine, and it was completely broken. It fell off, followed by the boning knife in the right hand, which also stepped into the footsteps of his companions, but Zhang Heng remained unhurried. While backing away, he put his hand into the bag and took out two cooking knives again. He met the sword in Miss F's hand.