Adam's Hammer, contemplating life in silence.
Why is he stuck here on this boring-to-death Moon like a Watchdog, standing guard like a sentry?
He stared blankly at the ceiling, the irritation index in his heart gradually rising.
As a super mercenary who has been making waves since the beginning of the century, Adam's Hammer considers his life fairly satisfactory.
As a war machine seemingly born filled with a desire for battle, the only pleasure or sense of purpose in his life is slaughter.
But what kind of days are these now?
Standing guard like a lowly soldier... Damn it, how many weeks has it been?
His mind suddenly felt a bit chaotic, always feeling as if something was amiss.
No time to think it through, a blurred conversation between a man and a woman suddenly reached his ears.
"Damn, that guy was like a lunatic, his arm got broken, and he's swinging data cables wanting to plug into human heads. If we extract stuff from the minds here to make a Mewtwo, I guarantee it could be a top ten annual seller."
The slightly excited female voice was somewhat unfamiliar, Adam's Hammer's prosthetic eye coldly locked onto the end of the corridor, and his innate intuition, beast-like, hadn't weakened even with a steel body.
He sensed danger, for the first time in forever, catching a whiff of the smell from experts, igniting excitement in his cold mechanical body.
"Hmm... I think there's still quite a bit to optimize, Black Light's overall control lacks precision, this is due to current network transmission and brain-computer interface format limitations... Ah, almost there."
A calm male voice emerged from around the corner of the corridor, and as a shadow appeared, Adam's Hammer raised his left hand without hesitation.
In the next second, the shotgun on his left arm roared, the modified Eight-Star Gun unleashed smart bullets, or rather smart missiles, instantly pouring towards the end of the corridor.
But, to Adam's Hammer's surprise, a silhouette flashed through the smart missile barrage, rushing through the corridor in an instant.
How fast is Sianwistan!
Adam's Hammer couldn't help but praise in his mind, then excitedly pushed his steel body to the limit.
"Very fast speed, woman, your name?"
"Ha?" V amidst the speed, only let out an incredulous voice inside the helmet: "You fool, got brain-burned?"
"Looks like this Adam's Hammer has memory synchronization issues, maybe it's just a defective periodic memory backup deletion product."
Mercer's voice echoed.
In a flash, Adam's Hammer first rammed V out of position like a rhino, then watched V's battle armor's Mantis Blade in front of him, sparking off his mechanical body.
Then, abruptly bending down, seizing the moment as the two passed each other in the narrow corridor, he swung an elbow.
V only casually increased the power slightly on the booster behind, avoiding the elbow by a hair's breadth, to correspond with the eruption, from the suddenly extended gun muzzle on the right arm, an electromagnetic propelled tungsten-tipped bullet.
Sianwistan of Hammer was pushed to the limit; even the tungsten-tipped bullet fired by the technologically advanced weapon at speeds almost impossible to discern showed outlines in his vision.
Barely dodging the bullet face aside, Adam's Hammer had the leisure to question: "Have we met?"
"Stop the crap, copy, Arasaka Saburo is underground?" V's armored back, shoulder, and foot emitted blue flames, the sign of boosters auto-coordinating power enhancement.
In the next moment, she transformed into a stream of light across the ground.
Even for Adam's Hammer, at this moment in his vision, an afterimage appeared — the swiftly moving V seems to drag a series of delayed, ghostly figures behind.
Only had time to rely on combat instinct, folding arms in front of his face.
In the next instant, a sharp Mantis Blade, carrying an eye-piercing scarlet heat, pierced through his arms, leaving a bright red imprint on his forehead.
Adam's Hammer slightly tilted his head, expressionless, popped out a shoulder cannon, seizing the moment as V's one hand got stuck in his metal arms, aiming to lock V and attack with the shoulder cannon.
But V just swung hard with the other hand, slicing off the shoulder cannon directly from his shoulder; Adam's Hammer had to fiercely kick out in an attempt to repel her, but V stomped one foot on the wall fiercely.
The Mantis Blade still stuck in Adam's Hammer's arms, but V used the wall to take one step, two steps, three steps, even directly stepping onto the ceiling, completing an impossible twisting maneuver.
Not only dodging Adam's Hammer's kick, simultaneously, as V touched the ceiling, she adjusted her posture, head-down and feet-up, kicking the ceiling with force, with boosters on her back igniting together.
In the next moment, like an arrow from a bowstring, pushing the Mantis Blade stuck in Hammer's arms, thrusting forward.
Adam's Hammer could only watch helplessly as the blade flickered and then stabbed into his cheek.
If it were an ordinary person, it'd be the signal of victory and defeat, with the scorching heat directly burning his brain.
But Adam's Hammer at this moment, unbelievably let the cheek emit rolling black smoke, yet with no pain sensation directly forsook defense.
He suddenly exerted both hands, attempted to seize the Mantis Blade, and fling V onto the ground.