Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 7 Psykers

Caught off guard, there was a dull sound and the sturdy man took a few steps back.

But only there.

In addition to the prosthetic limb on his right hand, the strong man also replaced his body with a set of alloy skeleton and a more powerful second heart. Together with other scattered implants, his whole body weighs more than two hundred kilograms.

The opponent's collision was indeed powerful, but it did not cause any harm at all!
With the enhanced dynamic vision from the prosthetic eye, Song Shi's movements were clear.

Without the enhancement of implanted prostheses, the opponent's speed, which was not fast even among ordinary people, was nothing to him.

The burly man sneered and reached out his big hand to grab Song Shi.

However, Song Shi's reaction was faster than he expected.

After the collision, Song Shi suddenly turned his head to avoid the big hand, then instead of retreating, he moved forward, sticking close to the stun gun that the other was holding on his abdomen!
"Want to take the gun?"

The sturdy man laughed grimly. With his grip strength, the opponent couldn't even bend it. How could the flesh fight against the machine? In front of his body with a degree of transformation of more than 35%, a natural person without implants was as fragile as a piece of tofu!

In the sturdy man's vision, translucent dotted lines popped out from Song Shi's body.

It was a tactical chip called "Horned Eagle Eye" placed deep in his brain, produced by the weapons manufacturer Marshall Brothers, which could analyze and predict the target's movement trajectory.

Everything is under control.

The sturdy man raised the stun gun with one hand, and without dodging, he fired a shot at the predicted landing point of the movement trajectory!
At such a close distance and with the predicted movement trajectory of the "Eye of the Horned Eagle", it is impossible for it to miss.

The second before the stun gun fired.

The sturdy man had even started thinking about how he would explain to Vidani when he returned, dragging the other person who had been electrocuted into a puddle of mud.

However, the next moment, the sturdy man's expression suddenly changed!
Because in his eyes, all the original movement trajectories suddenly trembled, became disordered, and almost turned into a mess.

This is... program analysis overload? !

Song Shi's body shape suddenly changed. He turned around and dodged the electric plate at a speed far exceeding his previous speed. Then, without slowing down at all, he pushed forward and slashed at the sturdy man's neck with a sharp hand knife!

boom!
The electrified bullet hit the wall of the compartment, creating a series of electric sparks.

Almost at the same time, Song Shi's hand knife also chopped on the sturdy man's neck, making a dull low sound!

A hint of metallic color appeared beneath the concave artificial skin.

It is a protective layer buried beneath the skin, made up of thin carapace plates.

Not only the metal skeleton in the body and the prosthetic right hand, but even the neck was replaced!

"I have long stopped wanting to harm such a thing!"

The power of the opponent's hand knife burst out was indeed beyond expectations. Considering the speed of the sudden outburst just now, it almost reached the upper limit of a natural person - there must be something fishy about this so-called "volunteer"!
But let’s find out the specific situation after he removes the opponent’s limbs first!
The sturdy man laughed wildly, and without time to shoot again, he directly picked up the stun gun and smashed it over like an iron rod.

Song Shi didn't dodge.

He just growled, his whole body tensed, veins bulged on his forearms, but he exerted force again regardless, forcing the hand knife to go further!
"Still want to do useless——"

The word "gong" has not yet come out of his mouth.

A ball of red-gold flame suddenly rose from the knife that had just cut into the neck! This ball of flame instantly wrapped around the knife, like a roaring evil spirit, pushing it in again!
But it's just flesh after all.

The knife strike was sharp enough to completely cut through the outer layer of artificial skin, but it still could not really break the inner protective layer with a metallic luster.

Even the red-gold flame was the same.

The strong man's "subcutaneous protective armor" is made of a chrome-plated steel with a melting point of 1,700 degrees. Although when it really encounters a temperature of thousands of degrees, even if the protective armor is fine, his other internal organs will collapse early.

But now, just a moment of contact.

No matter how high the temperature of the flame is, it won’t cause any problem. Moreover, according to the display from the “body sensing monitoring module”, the red-gold flame does not even exceed 300 degrees!
But this thought only lasted for a moment.

The sturdy man's expression suddenly froze.

When the red-gold flame surged, his thoughts paused for a moment.

No, that's a more accurate statement.

He felt that his mind was like a piece of roughcast lying on iron felt, hit head-on by a heavy hammer! This sudden blow did not affect his body, but it made his mind stop for a moment.

Everything is just a click away.

The knife slashed in and flames gushed out.

The sturdy man's mind came to a standstill, but with the powerful inertia, the electric shock gun that had been swung out long ago directly hit Song Shi, who had no time to dodge, causing the latter to fly backwards and leaving a long slip mark on the smooth floor of the bathroom.

"Psychic?! Damn it! You are a psychic! Then how could you have passed the medical department's examination--"

The words stopped abruptly.

A look of panic suddenly appeared in the sturdy man's pupils.

In his eyes, the young man who was sitting on the floor not far away and had just stood up raised his hands.

——Crack.

This was the sound of the safety being released. The other person was holding a pistol.

Produced by the weapons manufacturer Marshall Brothers, the "Black Powder H-2", a large-caliber kinetic pistol that focuses on medium and short-range firepower.

The initial velocity is 517m/s, it uses 45 large-caliber bullets, the total weight is 2.035kg, and the capacity is 12 rounds. He can even tell the exact parameters of this gun.

Because this should have been placed in the holster on his waist as the final insurance when escorting volunteers.

"you guess?"

Before opening his mouth, Song Shi aimed at the sturdy man's head and pulled the trigger in one breath, emptying the entire magazine!
At such a close distance, facing the overwhelming firepower of "Black Powder H-2", the opponent's subcutaneous protective shell of this level could not stop it.

What's more, the other party didn't seem to be so crazy as to transform his skull into an all-alloy one. The strong man's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and milky white artificial plasma drizzled down, leaving stains all over the surrounding walls.

"——Things like tactical chips are useful, but it's not enough to only know how to use them."

"Learning how to deceive the 'program' is a must for a master."

Song Shi slowly put down the pistol, calmed his disordered breathing, and stood up from the ground.

"You blindly increase the degree of transformation and give yourself a messy transformation. Are you afraid that you can still be considered a human being? The implant configuration is rubbish, the combat awareness is poor, and there is a lack of psychic combat countermeasures - if you don't die, who will die?"

Song Shi let out a long breath and glanced ahead:
"Has anyone ever told you that you look ugly when you smile?"

As soon as the words fell, the headless body fell backwards and hit the ground with a dull sound.

At some point, the red-gold flame on Song Shi’s right hand had gone out.

Psionic Skill: [Forging Flame].

Even Song Shi did not expect that after he made his [Oath], Dao Tu would be so generous in granting him a very rare psychic skill.

Flame of Forge is not a psionic skill suitable for frontal combat. As the name suggests, its effect is "forging".

Just like a blacksmith smelting ore in a furnace and hammering it on iron felt.

A psychic who possesses the "Flame of Forging" can forge himself day after day, purifying impurities to strengthen his body, and even his soul can be strengthened to a certain extent.

When used on weapons, it can also have a certain enchantment effect.

This is a cornerstone ability that is more auxiliary.

As for the brief pause in the sturdy man's thinking just now, it was because Song Shi took the initiative to release the forging flame to forge others.

Whether for yourself or others, "forging" is an extremely painful thing. After all, it is equivalent to making people act as ore and be constantly hit by a forging hammer.

The sturdy man was caught off guard, which was equivalent to being hit by a heavy hammer in the brain - the other party trusted his subcutaneous protective carapace too much and allowed the forging flame to continue to burn his head.

Otherwise, with the spiritual power strength that has just entered the first level, I may not be able to control the opponent.

Unfortunately, this kind of point control can only kill at the first sight. Once the enemy is prepared in advance, or has been hit once and has resistance, the effect will drop sharply.

In the final analysis, this psychic skill is essentially an auxiliary ability.

".Tsk."

With just one breath, Song Shi felt a pain in his chest.

The huge force from the prosthetic limb and the weight of the stun gun, the two combined, if I hadn't used the force-releasing technique, I would have broken several bones, and it would have been far more than just a few bruises and torn muscles.

This body is still too fragile.

The series of gunshots just now must have alerted the research institute, so we must prepare to leave immediately.

Without caring about the blood plasma splattered all over the ground, Song Shi quickly stepped forward and squatted.

After opening the bulletproof vest without the ceramic baffle, Song Shi found a row of test tubes in the lining. He identified them and found that they were all commonly used combat drugs.

Song Shi immediately took out the pneumatic syringe that came with it and decisively lifted up his sleeves.

Adrenaline, hit!

Painkillers, take it!
Refresher, hit!
Fatigue-fighting hormone, fight!
Military stimulants, fight!
Compressed energy gel, hit... no, eat!
Beat them all!

A series of combat drugs were injected into his body at the speed of light, and Song Shi felt that his body functions had improved again - this was a gift from the [Awakening] spiritual power, which would not only recover most of his previous injuries, but also improve his physical fitness.

The degree of improvement in each path is different, and there are also individual differences, but at least for Song Shi now, his physique is comparable to that of a top athlete - this is already a very high improvement.

Of course, I'm referring to the natural people of the old times, not the crazy people who are making changes in those super-competitive sports nowadays - those athletes can really kill someone with one elbow.

It seems that even now, my talent is still pretty good.

The thought flashed through my mind.

"call--"

Hiding the pistol behind his waist, Song Shi took a last glance at the plasma, corpses and scattered test tubes on the ground, then strode out of the bathroom without hesitation.

Next, it’s time to really die.

(End of this chapter)