Chapter Forty-Nine
Erik would have been worried about taking on a yaoguai mutant with alien DNA and a room full of Tin Men if he’d been only carrying his TR-7 and wearing a tactical vest.
That wasn’t the situation.
He was in a state-of-the-art exo with a genius natural pilot at his side, a woman who’d had his back in countless battles. No, he wasn’t afraid. The damned Tin Men should have been afraid. If they were smart, they would have surrendered after he slaughtered their friends outside the bar.
Bullets were a nice cure-all for stupidity.
Jia and Erik might not have Emma to provide targeting assistance, but the jamming didn’t disrupt the systems in their exoskeleton or dull their personal skills.
A Tin Man jumped from a nearby pipe, only to get a new hole through his head courtesy
