Chapter 133: Encirclement
The blood flow, breathing, and various force directions of the people around him were all transmitted to Qisai's strengthened alienated tissue.
Every physical change of each person was clearly presented in his mind, and he was aware of the movements of everyone around him.
Among these people, Chen Chuan is not the most outstanding one, but he is the most stable one.
Stable is a bit too much.
Anyone in such an environment would be nervous, afraid, excited or thrilled, but Chen Chuan had none of these. He was like the calm surface of a lake. Even if there were occasional ripples, they were only on the surface, and the bottom layer was not affected at all.
This immediately attracted all his attention.
He saw Chen Chuan coming with a knife and gradually getting within distance. He moved his whip-holding hand away, then swung it forward with force, and the whip came towards Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan did not dodge like Wei Changan, and using a knife to chop or block the whip were both bad options. He just stared at the direction of the force of the opposite arm, and at the moment of swinging, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and with a loud bang, he actually grabbed the tip of the whip in his hand!
He could see that half of his second self's arm had shriveled to the point of disappearing, revealing the power within it was enough to crush a human limb. Without his second self, the area of contact would have resulted in shattered bones and splattered flesh.
Qisai was surprised. He had never encountered anyone who could grab a whip with bare hands and hit it head-on, especially at the tail end of the whip where the force could be fully transmitted.
He immediately tried to pull, because he judged that even if he could catch the opponent, the contact part would not be unaffected, which would most likely move the opponent's center of gravity. However, as he exerted force, a force also came from there. Not only did he fail to pull Chen Chuan over, but he himself was slightly moved.
He immediately knew something was wrong. Sure enough, at the moment when his center of gravity shifted slightly, Chen Chuan's eyes fixed, and he suddenly leaped forward, raised his hand and stabbed him in the chest with a knife.
Fortunately, there was still some distance between the two sides. Qisai quickly adjusted his center of gravity, moved sideways, dodged to the side, and with his other hand, he took out the short stick from his waist, blocked the incoming move, and used the force to quickly step back.
Chen Chuan turned his wrist, spun the blade, stepped forward, and chopped it down on the head. Qisai held the whip in one hand and used the short stick in the other hand to stir the whip, pulling it diagonally upwards. The whip immediately straightened and blocked the path of the blade.
It was unknown what material the whip was made of, but it was very tough. The blade only sank slightly when it chopped on it. He seemed to have anticipated this, and at the moment of the fight, he swung the short stick quickly, trying to wrap the blade around it with the long whip.
This kind of combined whip and stick fighting style was the first time Chen Chuan had seen it. Instead of trying to pull out the knife, he pushed it forward. The handle was only slightly adjusted during the movement, and the tip of the knife was pointed at the opponent's head.
When Qisai saw the knife coming at him, he quickly pulled the whip to deflect the knife, but at this moment he felt a figure flash in front of him. Chen Chuan let go of the Xuejun Knife, rushed forward quickly, and punched him on the head. The speed was so fast that it seemed that the whole person was right in front of him.
Qisai raised the hand holding the whip, trying to use the straightened whip to block his fist. However, Chen Chuan bent his arm at this time, changed his fist into an elbow, and punched into the empty space he raised, hitting him right on the chest!
Qisai was wearing thicker protective clothing, but this time Chen Chuan's attack was not with penetrating force, but with a pushing force that was enough to knock him off balance.
But Qisai responded quite well to this attack. At that moment, his body seemed to be divided into two independent parts, the lower half of his body was very stable, his feet firmly on the ground, but the other half of his body was extremely soft. The pushing force only made his chest sink, but failed to move his whole body.
Chen Chuan felt the changes in his body, and suddenly took another step forward, stepped on the back of his leg, and leaned forward at the same time, with a sudden burst of strength. Qisai could no longer hold on and fell backwards.
At this moment, he felt that Wei Chang'an beside him suddenly moved the muzzle of his gun towards him. While still in mid-air, he curled his body to one side through the traction of the alienated tissue. With two gunshots, both bullets hit his back. However, this also caused him to fail to adjust his landing posture, and he fell there sideways.
Most of his attention was always on Chen Chuan. When he saw the latter taking back the long sword and preparing to move forward, he immediately rolled sideways and prepared to stand up. However, before he stood up, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Almost at the same time, a dull gunshot rang out in his ears.
When he reacted, he found that half of his calf had flown out.
On the distant watchtower, Wei Changan's team member pulled the bolt of the Jianzhu rifle, ejected the shell, and aimed the gun at him again. However, in his sight, the figure suddenly hid in a tent nearby. He couldn't help but feel that it was a pity. Qisai had appeared in a brightly lit place just now, which allowed him to hit the target with one shot.
Chen Chuan saw Wei Changan shooting just now, so he didn't rush forward, but the next shot was very exciting and the timing was very accurate, which basically eliminated most of the opponent's combat effectiveness.
He nodded to the team member on the watchtower, then said to Wei Changan, "Brother Wei, I'll deal with this guy, you help suppress those bandits."
Wei Changan agreed decisively, quickly took out a magazine and replaced it, and rushed to the front to support Luo Kaiyuan, Cai Si and others.
As Qisai rolled, the alienated tissue in his body squirmed, and the wound began to shrink, stopping the bleeding. Although he had lost a leg, his speed was still fast. He entered the tent, immediately crawled out from underneath, and hid in another tent.
It was just past four o'clock, the sky was still gloomy, and there was a lot of smoke around. Others might not be able to observe much, but it was better for someone like him who had learned Maca Karma. He could feel others, but others didn't know where he was. If he was given some breathing time, he might have a chance to counterattack.
Chen Chuan stood still and looked at his second self. Except for the part of his arm that was blurred during the fight just now, he found that his second self was also slightly blurred as a whole when he approached Qisai.
This was very similar to seeing something like a ghost story. He judged that this person must be carrying something on him, but this also happened to become a sign to identify this person.
He walked a few steps in the open space of the camp, and according to the degree of deepening of the impact, he soon found the location of the target. An old tent appeared in front of him.
However, he did not stop, but continued to move forward. When he was about to pass by, Xue Jundao suddenly stabbed to the side.
Qisai was kneeling on one leg in the tent, holding the short stick in his hand, ready to wait for Chen Chuan to come over before looking for an opportunity. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, and lowered his body. He saw the tip of a knife suddenly stabbing in, passing through his shoulder, and then pulled and slashed horizontally, creating a big hole in the tent.
Qisai had a ferocious look on his face. He knew that he had lost a leg and could no longer retreat. The only way for him to have a chance of winning was to rush forward. He shouted, threw the short stick in his hand, then kicked with one leg and hugged Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan looked at the short stick thrown at him, but didn't care at all. He stared at Qisai's rushing figure, swung the blade, and put it on his neck. Following the opponent's momentum, he slashed to the side, and then stepped aside.
Qisai fell away from him, tumbling forward and half-kneeling. He tried to stop the wound in his neck with the wriggling of his alienated tissue, but half his neck was already cut open, and the blood gushed out unstoppable. He stared at Chen Chuan for a moment, then fell to his side.
Chen Chuan flicked his wrist slightly and stared at the man for a moment.
In his opinion, this person's level was not much worse than Duma's. If he had not been shot before, which caused a great loss of strength, the two of them might have to fight for a while.
However, this is not a battle between him alone, but a confrontation between two teams. There is no fairness or reason. All kinds of means must be used until one side is completely no longer a threat.
He looked outside for a few seconds, walked forward, and pulled off a bracelet from Qisai's wrist that looked like it was made of polished bone. It was this thing that made the second me slightly blurry.
He thought about it, put it away, went to the side, picked up a rifle from the body of a bandit, and joined in the elimination of the remaining bandits.
In the raid just now, at least half of the bandits in the camp were killed by them, and in the end, about eight or nine people retreated to the deepest part of the camp.
This is also the most solid place in the entire camp. Not only is there a circle of stacked protective walls and obstacles around it, but there are also many places to take cover.
However, due to the influence of smoke bombs and the weather, it was difficult for them to achieve effective shooting, and Chen Chuan's people, relying on their extraordinary arm strength, often threw smoke bombs into their group, which undoubtedly reduced their ability to counterattack.
Mi Tai took count at this time and found that there were only fourteen people left, including himself, including two Maca students who escaped from Yangzhi City and hid here.
What's more troublesome is that only some people in their team had guns, and almost most of them were lost outside just now. Now there are only six people with guns, including them, not much more than the opposite side. The others can only hold bows and crossbows.
What made him particularly anxious was that the other party broke in silently and was obviously very strong. Not to mention whether he could hold on, even if he could, how could he guarantee that the other party had no backup?
At this time, Youan, who had gone to the back, ran back and came to his side and whispered, "Boss, the situation is not good. The road behind is also blocked. We are surrounded."
Things had come to this point and couldn't get any worse. Mi Tai calmed down. He thought about it and asked, "Could it be related to that thing?"
If it is related to that thing, then it means that the information has been leaked. Even if they defeat this group of people, the next group will come.
You An said, "Boss, no matter what, we've lost too many brothers, and the situation on the other side is unclear. It seems there are more experts. We can't be trapped here. We have to rush out first. We still have an armored vehicle and an off-road vehicle. We should be able to get a few more brothers out." He looked around again and asked, "Boss, where's Qisai?"
Mi Tai shook his head and said, "I haven't seen him since I left. He must have either hidden somewhere or been beaten to death."
Youan cursed, feeling very annoyed. Qisai was both their supervisor and their contact person. Without him, many things would be difficult to handle. He said, "Never mind. As long as the stuff is in our hands, we don't have to worry about the exchange group denying it. Boss, let's find a way to withdraw first."
The two men discussed it and thought that the main firepower of the opponent was on the front side, and there seemed to be only two or three people blocking the rear, so they decided to break through from the rear.
But we can't retreat all at once, there must be someone holding the front.
Mi Tai thought to himself, "This is the only way." He shouted, "Ya Tan!"
A tall and strong man came over with heavy footsteps. "Boss, what do you want to tell me?"
Mi Tai said, "You take a few people and stay in the front to hold them back. Youan and I will go out from the back and attack them from the rear. You must hold this place for me!"
Yatan said excitedly: "Don't worry, Boss, I'm here to hold them back. They can't get in."
While Mi Tai was explaining, Ren Xiaotian drove his off-road vehicle over outside, dragged down a few special tire bursting devices from it, and together with three people from Wei Changan's team, fixed these things on the road behind them.
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(End of this chapter)
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