If He Could Get Up, I'd Admit Defeat

It was as if an electric current had run down everyone's backs. The soldiers watched the scene with their scalps tingling.

The reinforcements sent by the 149th Division were fucking incredible!

Was this really still a human being?

Someone who could cripple an Exoskeleton Armor soldier with bare hands—was this some kind of joke?

Click, click, click!

Amid the sound of safeties being switched off, more than half the soldiers raised their guns and aimed them at Mu Fan.

It was an instinctive reaction. The martial prowess Mu Fan had displayed had far exceeded anything they had expected.

Yet at that moment, the two robots they had overlooked also drew their pistols and pointed their barrels outward.

The atmosphere at the edge of the hills instantly became taut with hostility.

Bowen, the sergeant lying on the ground, had fallen into a dizzy haze. Yet several seconds after he managed to shake off the dizziness, pain surged through his entire body.

Excruciating pain!

The pain shooting from his waist to his back instantly robbed him of any ability to fight.

Staring at the gray sky, Bowen let out a suppressed growl, filled with pain and unwillingness.

Ignoring the furious, resentful gaze from the man on the ground, Mu Fan looked grimly at the soldiers with their guns raised.

"One person isn't enough, so you want to come at me together?"

"Bullshit!" Another sergeant snapped in embarrassment and anger, lowering his rifle.

"Sergeant Bowen hasn't lost yet. He's wearing Exoskeleton Armor; he can still fight," another soldier said beside him.

Mu Fan merely replied calmly, "If he can get up, I'll admit defeat."

Everyone felt their faces burning, but the pride of veteran soldiers would not let them admit defeat so easily. This kid was truly arrogant, saying something like that right