Reporting to Command: We're All Out of Commission!
"Fuck him!"
Chan Ka-kui grabbed a roll of fire hose from the ground and wrapped it around his left forearm as a shield. "Old Hua, listen to my command! One, two... charge!"
Having said that, Chan Ka-kui leaped out from behind the pedestal, using the plastic crates beside him as footholds, and scrambled upwards, shouting incoherently:
Hey! You piece of trash! Look over here! Your grandpa's right here!
"Sucker Punch."
The Killer raised the heavy cannon on his right shoulder and began firing at Chan Ka-kui.
The packaging box was smashed to pieces.
Chan Ka-kui ran wildly ahead of a hail of bullets, sparks flying from the fire hose on his left arm.
Two stray bullets grazed his right thigh and left shoulder blade, causing him to grimace in pain.
Even so, he didn't stop, using a broken support frame to leap onto the crane rails. "Old Hua!"
Hua Xinwu emerged as the Killer raised the cannon's muzzle.
With feet treading the Eight Trigrams Wandering Body Steps, he closed in on the Killer in the blink of an eye.
"Get out of here!"
The Killer noticed the movement on his flank and deployed the miniature Rocket launcher on his left arm.
Hua Xinwu met the Killer's left arm with his right hand, grabbed his wrist, and twisted it.
The Tai Chi, combined with the Silk-Reeling Hands of Choy Li Fut, grabbed the Killer's left arm and pulled him down.
Using the momentum, he leaped into the air and kicked off the Killer's chest with both feet.
He grabbed the two rubber-coated high-voltage cables hanging from the overhead crane with both hands!
"Jiaju, catch!"
Hua Xinwu roared in mid-air, ignoring his broken ribs, as two insulated rubber-wrapped cables wrapped around the front of the electromagnetic cannon barrel on the Killer's right shoulder.
Just as Chan Ka-kui climbed onto the crane beam, he lunged forward, grabbed the other end of the cable that was swinging towards him in mid-air, and plummeted straight down from a height of five meters!
The Killer never imagined these agents would be so insane as to use a rubber-insulated cable and himself as a weight!
The mechanical shaping magnetic field, separated by a thick insulating rubber sheet, was unable to break down the internal copper core for a time.
The electromagnetic cannon on the Killer's right shoulder misfired. The recoil from the heavy cannon firing, combined with the force of Hua Xinwu and Chan Ka-kui pulling it, caused the muzzle to veer upwards.
Another high-explosive shell grazed the crane beam and blew a large section of the workshop ceiling down.
Using the shockwave from the explosion, the Killer swung Chan Ka-kui was hanging from the other end of the cable, up and smashed him against the steel plate rack next to him!
Chan Ka-kui's back slammed solidly into the pile of steel plates.
He slid down the steel plate and fell to the ground, seeing stars.
Hua Xinwu was in mid-air, lost his strength and let go of his hands.
It fell straight down from the beam and landed on the conveyor belt.
"Old Hua! Jiaju!"
Just as the Killer snapped the cable and his body went limp, a blood-stained figure lunged forward, skimming along the ground!
Look down at your feet, it's a foreigner!
David's left leg was almost useless, so he relied entirely on his right leg to push off the ground, his whole body pressed against the slippery industrial resin, and he executed a super fast sliding tackle!
He was holding a hydraulic jack whose outer shell was covered with an anti-static rubber sleeve.
"Just shut yourself up, you little brat!"
Using the momentum of the slide tackle, he used both hands to support the jack and shoved it into the gear gap of the exoskeleton behind the Killer's right knee!
The Killer's eyes narrowed, and he raised his right foot, stepping on David's chest.
David had two broken ribs, but he still clung to the Killer's right calf.
With his right thumb, he used the last of his strength to press down the hydraulic inflation valve on the jack.
The jack is stuck in the gear gap!
The Killer's right leg went numb, and he involuntarily swayed to the right.
"I'll see you off!"
Hong Wubi was poised to strike, his right foot slamming into the ground, his 200-pound body channeling all his power into this Bajiquan Iron Mountain Lean!
"Get the hell inside!"
The force of that impact was immense!
Hong Wubi suffered a fracture in his right shoulder upon impact with the heavy armor.
The Killer, along with its exoskeleton cannon, was sent flying and crashed into the punch press base next to Chan Ka-kui.
Exhausted, Hong Wubi knelt on the ground. "Jiaju... it's your turn... if you mess this up again... I'll haunt you even in death..."
Beside the pile of steel plates, Chan Ka-kui's eyes gleamed.
Gritting his teeth, he slammed his dislocated left shoulder into the iron pillar beside him!
The joint was forcibly reduced.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Killer was dazed and confused from the impact, Chan Ka-kui used the rubber conveyor belt to tie the Killer directly under the cast iron mold of the punch press.
"You bastard! Let me go!"
The Killer awoke from his dizziness and struggled to his feet.
Chan Ka-kui limped to the control panel on the side and slammed his hand on the red emergency continuous stamping start button.
A solid alloy stamping hammer weighing ten tons overhead lit up with a red light and crashed down along the hydraulic guide rail!
"No!!"
The Killer's gray pupils dilated to their limit as it desperately tried to activate the magnetic field to resist the immense pressure of industrial physics.
The floor of the entire underground military train depot seemed to jump.
The heavy cannon, which integrated dozens of weapons, was smashed into a flat iron disc on the spot.
Before the Killer could even begin to repair his broken sternum, the hammer was raised.
After dozens of consecutive physical impacts, the Killer beneath was reduced to a pile of scrap metal embedded in flesh.
Chan Ka-kui pressed the stop button, leaned over the control panel, and took a peek.
It was a horrific sight, but it didn't seem quite dead yet.
Wow, what a lucky escape!
Chan Ka-kui, slumped on the ground, looked at his three brothers, who were staggering about.
Hua Xinwu remains unconscious.
David was grimacing as he wrapped a bandage around his chest.
Hong Wubi leaned against the base, rolling his eyes.
"Hey, Biaozi, Fatty, are you still alive?"
"I won't die... but I'll have to stay in bed for half a month..."
David raised his hand. "Quickly call the medical team! Old Hua has lost too much blood; he's going to die if we don't save him soon!"
Chan Ka-kui raised his right hand and pressed the call button on the headset:
"Calling Command, calling Command... Roswell outer perimeter train depot secured."
"They arrested a workshop foreman nicknamed 'The Killer'..."
"Also, get the doctor here immediately with an ambulance stretcher. All four of us... we're all totaled..."