Chapter 253 - 234 Top Road Rage (Thanks to Silver Godfather Forzen)_2

For a moment, people by the elevated road saw a rain of cars from the bridge!

"The machine gun, damn it, use the heavy machine gun!"

"Too fast! They’re too fast!"

The Tiger Claw Gang’s van set up a machine gun in the back of the compartment, but their speed and agility were so poor that they could only watch helplessly as Mackinaw easily overtook them and then carried out a crushing collision!

Tiger Claw Gang’s Ueno watched his convoy lose one vehicle after another, his heart filled with fear, frantically shaking the driver’s hand—

"Stop fucking chasing, we’re begging, turn around! Run!"

The driver had been waiting for these words, a drift—

It was cool, but it slowed down.

Eight-star Gun was just waiting for these cars to drop their defenses!

Ueno heard the whistling sound next to his ear, his Krensky started up...

But it was no fucking use, he could only stare with wide eyes as the bullets shot through the car window.

His prosthetics weren’t badass, but even if they were, they couldn’t dodge the bullets of the Eight-star Gun in this state—

Because these were high explosive bombs.

Boom!

Ueno’s head was engulfed by the explosion!

Mackinaw put in all its horsepower and also overturned the last vehicle of the Tiger Claw Gang.

Watching the car smash down from the elevated road, V flipped the bird: "You stupid fuck, that’s for chasing!"

The car stopped at the crash site, and Lille disconnected the link to Cyberspace—

"It’s fucking hot."

"Why did you come out? Aren’t you rushing to the skyscraper?"

"The road off the elevated has been blocked by NCPD, with landmines, we’re taking another route."

Lille jumped out of the car, his mechanical arms opening a toolbox.

"So? It’s a bit unsafe to get out like this, isn’t it?"

"No problem for now, NCPD wouldn’t want to sandwich us with the Tiger Claw Gang."

Lille opened the hood of the Mackinaw.

The engine used by Mackinaw was a custom experimental engine developed in-house, rated at 400 horsepower—

But that was to fool inspections, the real normal operating horsepower was 2400, although the power was limited during normal runs.

The car also had a nitrous oxide boost system, and the theoretical maximum working power was even higher than this number.

Lille was now adjusting the physical safety valve of this nitrous oxide delivery pipe—what was coming up next required a bit more than the theoretical maximum.

V watched as Lille crawled under the hood: "So...what are you doing? It’s not like you can just pat the car and turn it into a floating car, right?"

Lille fiddled with the safety valve, taking tools from his mechanical arms, and his hand suddenly paused—

It wasn’t really impossible, though.

In the Marvel World, he actually had an aerospace engineering expert as support, and Adrian had even designed airplane engines; reversing a floating car engine wouldn’t be overkill, right?

But not right now, that was for sure.

"...not to that extent; I’ve adjusted the nitrous valve to raise the safety threshold."

Lille banged the hood shut with a bang and jumped into the car—

Perhaps having heard the news of the Tiger Claw Gang’s annihilation, Lille heard the sound of a helicopter getting louder...

A police helicopter was heading towards the elevated road.

As is well known, helicopters are dominant over ground armored units. Even if this one was for police use, sustained fire from its machine guns could completely destroy the Mackinaw.

But Jack and V, these two silly lads, showed no fear at all, turning their heads simultaneously to look at Lille:

What do we do?

"Drive."

V did just that.

Boom!

The car shuddered violently!

Jack said excitedly, "Hermano! Did you just give the car a shot of stimulant? Can you give my motorcycle one when we get back?"

Lille helplessly patted Jack: "Buckle up—V, do you see the route I’ve marked for you?"

"Yes... you’ve marked the route beyond the elevated road?"

"Exactly, we’re going to fly straight down."

Jack and V turned their heads again.

Ratatatatata—

The helicopter grew closer.

"I wasn’t wrong, head that way! Jack, blow up the guardrail!"

"Goddamn..." Jack swallowed hard.

V did the same, although smiling, it was a strained smile.

So Lille patted their shoulders, "The overpass is 57 meters above the Geisha District, but if you land well on the Westbrook side, it’s less than ten meters. I’ve calculated it, the car can handle it.

Look, we’re right on an uphill section now, saving us the trouble of reversing."

After speaking, he sat back in the rear seat and buckled up—

Indeed, this car was tough, but it was still a Mackinaw.

V and Jack also buckled up.

The helicopter grew closer—perhaps out of habit of using the searchlight to observe the people inside the car, it chose to approach from the front of the car.

Thus, Lille frowned and pulled out a box of military high-energy food from his pocket, patting Jack.

"You don’t need to buckle up, roll down the window. When we’re flying over, if you get a chance, grab the helicopter. It’ll carry us farther and we’ll land softer."

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Jack’s brain overloaded as he took the high-energy food from Lille’s hand.

With a snap, the safety belt sprung open, and the armored vehicle’s window armor came off its locks, sliding down.

V suddenly felt much better, "Haha, Jack, this is a job only you can do!

Now you’re going to make a big name for yourself. I’ve seen road rage punches, but never a road rage helicopter grab!"

"...This is NCPD, please stop the vehicle immediately! Do not attempt to resist or flee..."

The helicopter drew closer, issuing a warning to the three men.

But Lille could tell, they never intended to leave any survivors; the autocannon had already locked onto the car.

Lille ignored Jack’s wary look, patting the back of V’s seat, "No time to hesitate now—V!"

"Let’s drive!"

"Me...cago!" Jack quickly stuffed his mouth with high-energy food, curses blurring from his mouth as he glared fiercely at the helicopter!

Boom!

The engine roared like thunder!

The people on the helicopter only saw the Mackinaw charge up the overpass with such acceleration, not falling behind even the top supercars!

Then the Eight-star Gun fired!

"That weapon is good enough against gangsters," a sneering armed officer on the helicopter commented, "Saves us the trouble, preparing to open fire."

As a police helicopter, it wasn’t equipped with a military attack helicopter’s automatic cannon, but with a manually operated Gatling gun.

The person manning the gun crouched by the side of the helicopter, the prosthetics firing system was locked onto the Mackinaw.

As for those dangerous smart bullets, the aircraft’s own electromagnetic interference system could completely block the smart weapon’s integrated chips, rendering their trajectory control system ineffective and unable to lock onto the helicopter.

The helicopter suddenly dropped, trying to dodge the shots and rise from below the overpass, then directly open fire.

However, the target of those High Explosive Bombs wasn’t the helicopter.

Boom!

The High Explosive Bomb struck the concrete guardrail, shattering it and creating a small breach—

The helicopter, thinking it had evaded the attack, rose, ready to fire.

Then the people on the helicopter were stunned. They witnessed something incomprehensible:

The Mackinaw gunned it, exhaust pipes spitting fire, and without a hint of hesitation, it charged right toward that breach!

Bang!

The armored bumper smashed through the breach, and only then did the people on the helicopter realize:

The car was now charging right at them!

The Gatling gun operator instinctively pulled the trigger, but there was no stopping a flying armored vehicle!

The driver and the Commander in the passenger seat saw an outrageous scene: a man still chewing something, who seemed to have been waiting by the passenger window, then leaned out...

It looked like he was trying to grab the helicopter!

Only the Gatling gunner almost had his face confirm it:

The muzzle flare reflected the ferocious look of a fearsome man, who reached out for the helicopter’s landing gear—

He actually intended to grab the helicopter!

He actually did grab the helicopter’s landing gear!

The aircraft plunged abruptly, spiraling out of control!