"Huh?"
The soldier inside the power armor was dumbfounded by the scene.
Just as he wanted to toss the attackers off, he felt weight on his left hand, right leg, as exoskeleton-clad players rushed up and clung to him. Motors scavenged from second-hand prosthetics were wildly maxed out, locking themselves onto him.
Be it slashing, punching, or smashing into the ground, the arms and legs never let go.
His mobility was greatly reduced, dragging tons of external weight that made running impossible, leaving him to struggle in place.
"Let go of me, let go! You cyber lunatics!!! Get off!!!"
Other power armor soldiers tried to assist but were desperately intercepted by Wildman, who commanded the firepower team to use rockets. Their target was no longer the power armor itself, but they bombarded the area around the surrounded armor, ignoring their own casualties.
Red Barrel, tightly clutching the opponent's right leg, shouted,
"Jianxue! Hurry up! This force is so strong..."
