48 Hours a Day

Chapter 1061: Gearing Up For Battle

Zhang Heng found a secluded spot and waited for Feng Zi and Qiu Ming to find a place to hide. Then, he pulled out the Hidden Scabbard from his waist.

This time, since he wasn't in his combat state right from the start, Zhang Heng had more time to prepare and adjust. He held the saber with both hands and slowly raised it above his head, forming a starting position.

On the other side, Qiu Ming's eyes were wide open. He didn't want to miss Zhang Heng's attack like before.

However, even though Qiu Ming focused all his attention, he still couldn't catch Zhang Heng's attack trajectory. All he saw was a blur. Then, sparks flew from the position of the Type-VI Hunting Robot's control center. A 20-cm-long gash sliced open in the metal shell.

This slash was also immensely powerful, instantly cutting halfway through the heavy shell of the robot.

The Type-VI that had been attacked immediately switched to defensive mode. Its left arm moved to aim at Zhang Heng, and at the same time, the sickles on its two legs tried to slash at him.

This time around, Zhang Heng didn't use the Hidden Scabbard to cut them off. He needed to maintain the robot's integrity as much as possible so it could unleash its full power in the upcoming battle.

Accordingly, Zhang Heng chose to increase his movement speed, using the technique to dodge the two scythe-like legs. At the same time, he slashed out a second time before the heavy machine gun could aim at him.

If Qiu Ming hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would've never believed that a man's knife techniques could've reached such levels.

The point of impact of Zhang Heng's high-speed swing perfectly and accurately coincided with the first cut. It was pinpoint precise as if measured with a ruler!

Qiu Ming even wondered if this was just a coincidence in probability. As if to answer his question, Zhang Heng followed up with a third, then a fourth… each cut precisely administered at the perfect spot. Although the next few cuts weren't as strong as the first, little by little, they still cut through the robot's metal shell.

And this time, Qiu Ming saw it clearly enough. He realized that the most troublesome self-healing function of the Type-VI had actually failed. The metal around the cuts Zhang Heng made had obviously changed, and for some unknown reason, was unable to heal.

Zhang Heng's knife landed like a storm on the robot's metal shell. This time, he only used five slashes to completely cut through the metal shell. On the other side, the Type-VI had already put away the heavy machine gun in its left hand.

The main thing was that Zhang Heng was right in front of it, the distance between the two now less than half a meter. At such close proximity, the artificial logic of the Type-VI would prioritize melee weapons—the giant sword in its right hand and the eight legs under its body attacked.

Zhang Heng, however, did not give it another chance.

On the sixth cut, Zhang Heng used the Hidden Scabbard to probe the 20cm-long wound, cutting off the main circuits next to the control center. Suddenly, the Type-VI seemed to hit a pause button the next moment, all of its movements freezing abruptly.

One of its sickle legs was less than an inch away from Zhang Heng's chest, but in the end, it could no longer move forward.

He then cut open the robot's chest with the Hidden Scabbard and took out its signal receiver from within. When all of that was done, Feng Zi and Qiu Ming walked out from behind the cover once more.

"I'll go reprogram the signal receiver," Zhang Heng said to Feng Zi. "I'll leave this to you. Help change the circuits that I cut off, but don't hurry to reconnect them. Wait for me to put the signal receiver in before reconnecting it. It's the same as the last tungsten plate welding."

"Whatever you say, boss." Feng Zi removed the wrench from her waist and asked curiously, "How can you be so sure that I will stand on your side and not Mr. G's? After all, I was doing well in the military factory."

Feng Zi blinked a couple of times, seeming as if she really wanted to hear someone say something tender and affectionate. After all, in most movies and novels, this was usually the most opportune moment for the male lead to express his deep love for the female lead before launching his fatal attack. Sweet words were usually uttered, for instance, "I know your heart will be with me" or "Love has given me the answer."

However, Zhang Heng only said calmly, "Mr. G has pointed a gun at you."

"…"

"What saddens me the most is that I can't seem to refute you," Feng Zi said with a sigh. "I do like the new world he describes… I like the people working hard for this dream in the military factory. But I don't have a good impression of Mr. G himself. It doesn't matter to me whether he's in the future or not. Besides, I believe in you, and I'm willing to believe everything you say."

"Thank you," Zhang Heng replied.

"Actually, I can tell that the woman named F also believes in you," Feng Zi continued. "She just has too many things to carry on her shoulders… the gratitude Mr. G showed her for saving her life, the fate of her own kind, and the people who had fought alongside her. This makes it impossible for her to make a choice like mine."

"I know," Zhang Heng said calmly. "It doesn't matter. I'll help her fix everything."

..

Half an hour later, Feng Zi started to rewire the Type-VI that had been rewired with a signal receiver. Before that, Zhang Heng had already removed the shielding wristband from the Type-VI's neck and waited for Feng Zi to connect the circuit. He also used his bracelet to order the robot in front of him to enter standby mode.

Feng Zi then welded the tungsten plate to its chest. This could cover the two wounds on its body and protect the control center and the signal receiver behind it.

Zhang Heng handed over control of the Type-VI to Feng Zi. The latter controlled her new toy, making it jump and roll. It made all sorts of movements and became a novelty of sorts.

"Find a safe place to hide. It's good as long as you support us from a distance. Don't let Mr. G's people find you."

After that, Zhang Heng turned to Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming looked a little helpless. "I still prefer the suggestion I gave you, but from the looks of it, you've already made up your mind to kill Mr. G no matter what, so I don't seem to have a choice."

If Qiu Ming had a choice, of course, he didn't want to take the risk with Zhang Heng. After all, he was quite happy that Mr. G and the management team were at a disadvantage, so it wouldn't hinder him from watching the show. He didn't forget his own situation as well, knowing he was still Zhang Heng's captive and had little power to decide.

"Stop worrying so much. If you don't die this time, you might just get back your lost position…" said Zhang Heng. "But you'll have to change your service provider."