"FUCK!" Levin cursed, trying to recover from getting slammed so hard like that. The hit was hard enough to crack his ribs. Fortunately, right at the last moment before he was hit, the soldier managed to use his arms as a shield, softening the blow to the vital area. "Damn, it! Who the hell is that?!" He scowled angrily, taking the laser gun straight from his back.
However, right before he turned around, Levin was greeted by another attack. This time, though, he was able to see the object that hit him before. It was a long, thin… Fishing rod?
'HOLY SHI – "
BAM!
Levin groaned once again as the hit managed to blow him away further than before. Even though he found that the idea of a fishing rod to be a good weapon was ridiculous, this was the reality in front of him, and the soldier had to banish that thought as quickly as possible, or he would be punished by this ridiculous weapon.
