The gunfire came faster than the alarm.
Peter slammed into Chen Mo from the side, taking him down below the passageway. They had barely left their positions when dozens of energy beams swept overhead, burning a row of glowing red holes into the ship's walls.
Every attack was chasing Chen Mo's right hand.
Chen Mo, who was genuinely taking fire from the whole world, no longer even had the energy to curse Deadpool.
What kind of dumbass teammate discusses tactics over an open channel?! Was that discussing tactics? You were just taunting them!!
The mechanical spider legs on Peter's back landed first, four long metal limbs enclosing Cable. Chen Mo pushed off the floor and flipped upright, his own spider legs unfolding behind him and crossing to block the second volley.
The shield began caving inward the moment it lit up.
"Duck!"
Logan lunged from behind them, driving his metal claws into an Armor's chest. Without stopping, he drove his shoulder against its metal shell and charged forward, smashing it back into its companions.
Deadpool fired from the other side.
His bullets severed an energy conduit above the passage, taking out an entire row of lights. The darkness lasted only half a second before the glow of palm cannons illuminated them again.
"Hello, Spider-Man. Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it on purpose?"
Chen Mo ripped down a section of the ship's wall with his webs to block the guns on the right. Too furious to care whether this comic was rated for mature audiences, he opened his mouth and let out a stream of asterisks, question marks, and exclamation points.
"That's some nasty language. I know I messed up. You hurt me. You're not my favorite Spider-Man anymore. You're just a webhead."
An energy blast