Chapter 252 Section 252 - Talking with Fists

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Duel? Zhao Liandong was startled; he hadn't expected the young man to utter such resolute words. This was no laughing matter, a slight misstep could lead to casualties. "I'll prove it with my fists that all the single soldier tactical armors you are currently producing are complete trash!" Chen Fei stood up, disregarding the changing expressions of others in the control center of the test field. The reactions of the onsite staff were subtle; speaking such boastful words at the headquarters of Henghai Tactical Weapons Group, he seemed to be planning to leave horizontally. "Trash? Hahaha!" Zhao Liandong suddenly burst into laughter, slapping his thigh. Without warning... the laughter came to an abrupt halt. He said very seriously and earnestly, "I quite like your spirit of the calf not fearing the tiger, but there is a price to pay for talking big!" "Understood, in the end, this world still relies on fists to do the talking," Chen Fei replied. "Win, and I'll take your tactical armor; lose, and I'll stay to work for a lifetime." Chen Fei stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and crackling sounds ensued. He had understood this truth long ago. If the fists weren't strong enough, Aircrew Base 911 would have been successfully ambushed by the ground armed personnel from Aircrew Base 897. If the fists weren't strong enough, Aircrew Base 911 would have been betrayed by the nearby aircrew bases, left completely powerless to retaliate. Because their fists weren't strong enough, Apocalypse Defense Group had abandoned Aircrew Base 911, allowing Manager Hanna and others to fend for themselves in exchange for a chance to grovel before the major military contractors. Because their fists were strong enough, everyone at Aircrew Base 911 united to fight for themselves, repelling their enemies in the enterprise war time and again with unexpected tactics, forcing the Merman Brothers Consortium to cease and desist or be mentally prepared to be kicked off their top ten industry ranking. The fists of Jiu Defense Company were hard, while those of Apocalypse Defense Group were soft. The former, though a newly established small military contractor, could suppress the latter, an old and large military contractor, beating them down and demolishing their administrative headquarters, forcing them to cede land and submit without even daring to pass gas. After all is said and done, all the talk of righteousness and morality doesn't compare to the simple truth—might makes right, and that is the real truth. Since he wanted to freeload off Henghai Tactical Weapons Group's products, he was ready to be the hitter and the hit. "Good, you're not wrong, but the specifics likely still need discussion," Zhao Liandong said. If there was a chance to keep a B-class metal ability user, as the Vice General Manager of Henghai Tactical Weapons Group, Zhao Liandong was quite willing to take this bet. If they won the bet, Chen Fei would stay and be given a set of single soldier tactical armor to play with however he pleased. If they lost, Chen Fei would leave on his own, still given a set of single soldier tactical armor to play with however he pleased. Regardless of win or lose, Henghai Tactical Weapons Group would put forth a set of single soldier tactical armor. Although it seemed like a loss, on one hand, there was the potential to retain talent, and on the other, there was the discovery of deficiencies and directions for improvement in existing products. Whichever aspect it was, the value far exceeded the production cost of one set of single soldier tactical armor. "The best time would be today or tomorrow, the latest cannot be past the day after tomorrow. You can choose any location, any number of opponents; ten or eight is few, hundreds or thousands aren't many, light weapons can be used, except for directed-energy weapons, hand grenades and rockets are fine, and vehicles including armored vehicles can be used. Just me alone, I'll take on all of them!" Chen Fei looked steadily at the Vice General Manager of Henghai Tactical Weapons Group with a resolute gaze. Zhao Liandong eyed Chen Fei up and down, probing, "Are you sure you want to be alone? Do you need any equipment? I can provide whatever you need here." He had never seen such an arrogant youngster before. But the other party had gone through enterprise wars and wasn't completely reckless. Those weren't child's play; military contractor's enterprise wars had no limits. Once they escalated, brains could turn into dog brains. If the weapon equipment was not regulated by sovereignties, these private enterprises might even use nuclear weapons without hesitation. "I don't need anything!" Chen Fei shook his head, clenched his fist, and declared, "One person, that's enough!" The whole room was flabbergasted. Was he serious? Or had he gone mad? Chen Meng's voice loaded with worry reached Chen Fei's ears. Inside the Command Center at one corner of the battlefield, she, too, had been given a communications headset, allowing her to stay in contact with her second brother, Chen Fei, at any time. On the large electronic map display of the Command Center, Chen Meng saw the cursor that represented her brother, as well as the numerous adversary cursors scattered throughout the entire battlefield. This was a duel of 1 VS 100+, yet it was not a fair match. Although Chen Meng didn't understand it, she still wholeheartedly supported Chen Fei in her heart. "Huh? Xiao Meng, you can communicate too?" Chen Fei was very surprised to be able to hear his little sister's voice. Chen Meng said, "They gave me a headset so I could apply for communication." No sooner had her voice fallen than Zhao Liandong, the Deputy General Manager of Henghai Tactical Weapons Group, interjected. "Chen Fei, if you want to end the drill, all you need to do is activate the signal transmitter on your body, and the drill will stop automatically. If the transmitter falls into someone else's hands, especially if the one on your neck is damaged, the drill will stop as well, and you will have lost. The same goes for everyone else, you got that?" Henghai Tactical Weapons Group had given Chen Fei a few special signal transmitters, one on each wrist, a bean-sized one in his waist equipment bag, and even a neck ring around his neck. These transmitters, despite their different appearances, all had the same feature; they could not only pinpoint locations but also provide feedback on combat damage. If one decided to surrender, a specific operation would trigger the automatic transmission of a surrender signal, announcing the end of the battle. In the experimental battlefield, bullets had no eyes, and if the signal transmitter was damaged, the person was likely not in a much better state. Struggling on would not make much sense. "Understood!" Chen Fei hopped in place a few times. Zhao Liandong made a final reminder, "Try to protect your headset as much as possible to ensure communication. Now, I declare the drill... begin!" Chen Fei looked around him and quickly made his way to a steel anti-horse barricade, reaching out his hand. System: Ding, found... Absorption! System: Ding, found... System: Ding, found... Energy Points +1 Energy Points +2 Energy Points +1 ... Gathering energy points was the first priority, and locating enemies came second. In full view of everyone, Chen Fei alone ran around the experimental field, touching those metallic objects—stacked oil drums and steel pipes, scrapped civilian vehicles, exploded and even shattered military armored vehicles, junk motors that seemed to have come from nowhere, as well as the oddly shaped humanoid or animal-like mobile armors. As long as it was metallic, regardless of how messy it was, he had to touch it. Then something strange happened. Those things shrank and collapsed without warning, eventually vanishing, leaving behind only one empty trace after another on the ground. Zhao Liandong, the deputy general manager of Henghai Tactical Weapons Group who initiated this live drill, stroked his chin, his face full of bewilderment, unable to fathom what this young man was doing. The other two deputy general managers of equal rank were also looking at each other in confusion. What's the point of running around aimlessly? The technical experts present, however, appeared indifferent. The methods of supernatural power users were diverse and varied. Even within the same type, they would not be an exception. Before the answer was revealed, no amount of brainstorming could lead one to the astounding truth. - ```

Chapter 252 Section 252 - Talking with Fists

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