Chapter 123: 1 hit kill fist
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The street where the Batmobile is located is lined with old buildings, and the ground is a downward uneven ramp.
The building community fragmented the streets.
Like a man-made labyrinth.
Eric was driving the Batmobile at low speed as he tried to get around the back of the Cobra tank to deal with him.
"Hey, I have a question for you, Mr. Batman?"
"what?"
"Can your car stop the tank's shells? Well, I don't mean it, I'm just curious."
Robert lay in the safety chair and blinked.
"Trust me, you don't want to try getting hit by a tank shell."
Eric replied to him and focused his attention on the radar scan display.
Passing through a dark alley, Eric's Batmobile successfully circled behind the other side.
The radio, which had been silent at the moment, rang.
It was an unfamiliar voice.
"Hey Batman, do you know any resemblance to the guys who survived my fight?"
Eric frowned. The other party knew that he was listening to their radio, and he provoked himself. Was he trying to provoke himself?
"That is, the next time I meet me, I will die in Huangquan!"
After Eric heard this self-introduction, which was a little bit second, the corner of his mouth twitched upwards.
"Who the **** is this guy, you're probably thinking? Hahaha, of course, I'll tell you my name—Walter Stiller. Remember that name, it's going to be a nightmare in the future."
The guy named Walter had a very arrogant tone.
"Now, let me see where you're hiding, poor little mouse. I'm going to grab you and pulverize you with my tank!"
He was driving a tank, searching for Eric's Batmobile.
Although the Batmobile has stealth materials, it probably won't do much in the face of such close-range radar scans.
"I...what shall we do? Mr. Batman."
Hearing the threat, Robert asked Eric nervously.
"If words have the magical power of intimidation, you'll be the first to be hit."
After Eric complained about Robert, he turned off the engine of the Batmobile.
Let the entire Batmobile completely bathe in darkness.
There was only the faint sound of tank tracks running over the road outside.
Robert didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the other party would find him.
"You can't hide forever, Batman, and I'll find you, you dark creature of the sewers!"
On the radio, the arrogant voice of pirated "death knell" still came.
When the scanning radar indicated that the tank had entered directly in front of him, Eric suddenly activated the accelerator.
The roaring sound pierced the night sky.
Blue flames spewed out from the rear of the Batmobile, and it ran forward instantly.
Cross the street like a sword and drive to the back of the Cobra Tank.
This is a square with a dry fountain, where Walter's tank is parked, scanning the Batmobile.
Suddenly appearing behind the Cobra Tank, Eric pressed the switch of the electromagnetic pulse tube.
boom!
The high-frequency microwave radiation energy converted by the microwave device sends out shock waves visible to the naked eye, rushing towards the Cobra tank.
Thousands of volts of transients hit the Cobra tank, producing a dazzling yellow light.
Zira's electric sparks flashed, instantly destroying the control system of the Cobra tank.
The tank, which lost its control system, collapsed all of a sudden.
Facing the sudden attack, Walter was completely dumbfounded.
"What the **** happened?"
he asked the tank driver.
The driver controlled the computer with sweat on his face, "The system has all failed, it is estimated that it was caused by electromagnetic pulses."
"Fake, then quickly fix it!"
"Sir, I have to restart it, this...it takes about fifty seconds!"
However, in the battlefield, time is life.
Eric will naturally not give the opponent a chance to restart.
Immediately activate the 60mm cannon that comes with the Batmobile.
boom!
The shells bombarded the weak armored parts of the tank, shaking the opponent violently.
The defensive power of the tank is amazing. It was shot. Except for the blackened part of the attacked part, there was no damage in other aspects.
"Looks like a big, rough-skinned tortoise."
Eric shook his head, changed the direction of the cannon, and aimed it at the track part of the tank.
Bang bang bang!
Three shells were fired in a row.
The crawler of the tank was repeatedly bombarded by fierce artillery fire, and sadly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
After losing the track, the "Cobra" completely rested.
"OK, it seems that the final solution to the problem is still human, and I've had enough of machines!"
After Walter muttered, he picked up his katana and stood up.
The lid of the tank was lifted.
Walter, who was wearing a yellow and black battle uniform, jumped out of it.
The speed is very fast, like a bolt of lightning.
He claims to be proficient in martial arts. Compared with tanks and artillery shells, he trusts the samurai sword and firearms in his hands the most.
He is confident that he can kill Batman in a duel.
Of course, the premise is that the other party can come out of the Batmobile and is willing to fight him one-on-one.
And Eric did what he wanted and jumped out of the Batmobile.
The super bounce of the batmobile gave him more kinetic energy, and with the second form of the bat suit that opened in an instant, his strength has exceeded the limit of the human body dozens of times.
A mid-air collision with Walter.
The two men's chests slammed together.
But Walter was the obvious injured party.
Eric, who was full of firepower, knocked the opponent out at once.
A huge force hit Walter's ribs like a locomotive.
Click!
He heard a crisp sound, and then his eyes went black.
A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out.
Walter, with a broken rib, fell to the ground.
His back touched the ground, and his whole body hurt as if it fell apart.
Eric kept the posture of hugging Walter.
He stood up slightly, his left knee pressed against his right leg, and his right leg was slightly lifted, grabbing the collar of his battle suit.
He raised his iron fist and punched him on the head.
Despite wearing a mask, the opponent of this punch was dizzy and temporarily lost resistance The winner was decided in a short moment.
Robert, who was watching the battle, was completely dumbfounded.
This clamoring guy must be strong, right? Why was Batman knocked unconscious with one punch?
Is the enemy too weak, or Batman is too strong!
Robert was in a mess.
Grabbing Walter, who was in a semi-conscious state, Eric opened the back of the Batmobile.
After the safety seat extended, Eric threw him on it.
Looking at Walter who was tied to the safety seat and stuffed into the Batmobile, Robert swallowed, "Mr. Batman, is this okay?"
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