Chapter 300 - 279: Flying Car Assault!

The motorcycle roared across the Evil Land, V leaning close to the chassis, lifting the raccoon dog—

Though the motorcycle seemed to glide smoothly on flat ground, its speed quickly surpassed 150 mph and continued to climb!

For a shooter, such shaking was impossible to ignore!

Nobody could guarantee a long-range sniper shot in such an environment; even completing it was a luxury!

But V was not your average person!

Krensky was pushed to its limits in that instant, while Little Octopus attempted to activate those lines belonging to Si Anweisitan.

In that moment, V didn’t feel the motorcycle’s vibrations but felt as if she were riding ocean waves—

The waves rose and fell, propelling her body, the crosshairs, to bob up and down...

When the crosshairs aligned with her target, she immediately pulled the trigger!

Bang!

"Got it!"

Within the theoretical 0.1-second shooting window, the bullet accurately pierced through the window armor of the Bimong Armored Vehicle’s main driver’s seat, instantly filling the vehicle with a mist of blood!

The Bimong Armored Vehicle immediately lost control and veered off to the side!

"Fucking awesome, chica!"

Jack didn’t have neural components; he saw V fire and hit the target amidst the violent bumping at nearly 160 mph!

Due to the recoil, V’s bike suddenly dipped, its speed dropping abruptly, and she gave Jack a thumbs-up, signaling him to lead the charge!

Two Centaur Mechas landed, one attracted by V veering off to the side, while the other aimed its cannon at Jack—

As for the remaining mechas, due to the design of the Bimong Armored Vehicle’s cargo hold, they were stuck inside and yet to enter combat mode.

Jack stared at the mecha gradually turning its cannon towards him, the Lizard Rage module cranked to its maximum output with a roar!

The motorcycle had reached 200 mph, an almost unimaginable speed!

In the past, if someone had asked him to do what he was about to do, he would have refused to the death:

The motorcycle didn’t push past 200 mph, but that certainly didn’t mean Jack would enter the battlefield calmly—

The Centaur Mecha raised its cannon; it was firing a heavy semi-plasma cannon, its tip a superheated plasma projectile in the electromagnetic rail, but also included fin structures for stabilizing the trajectory, weighing it down significantly!

He was waiting for the mecha to enter his range! Waiting for the moment to fire!

Jack was doing the same, waiting for an opportunity!

He aimed his pistol, not at the mecha, but below!

And at that moment—their waiting intersected!

Boom!

The cannon fired, tracing a parabolic arc in the sky, while the motorcycle leapt up, narrowly dodging the shell—

Jack became a projectile aimed at the mecha!

The Centaur Mecha’s pilot, astounded by the spectacle, raised their shield in shock!

Bang!

The speed was so fast that Jack couldn’t even react; all he could do was clench his fists tightly, holding them in a boxing stance before him, tensing his body!

The collision speed reached an astonishing 100 mph; Jack felt himself lose consciousness for a split second, but only for a moment!

The shield was easily dented, and even the mecha’s stabilizing structure lost efficacy, toppling backward!

Brick, the Vortex Gang leader, watching the whole event, gaped wide-mouthed. For an instant, he regretted not getting a new jaw...

His open mouth couldn’t express his inner shock!

Someone was challenging a Centaur Mecha’s hardness!

Was this a person? Or was it Europe’s latest bioroid invention?

Bang!

The Centaur Mecha fell, and as Jack slowed on the ground nearby, he shook his head. His gorilla-like arms even sparked with electricity...

Enduring the impact more than his prosthetics, which now seemed to be showing their limits.

Not thinking much more, Jack immediately looked up:

The mecha’s mechanical legs were damaged from the exaggerated impact, sparks flying.

This mecha’s essence lay in its large protective shield and nearly unstoppable plasma cannon.

Overall, the mecha was equivalent to an exoskeleton, the lower half tightly encasing the pilot, highly pressure-resistant to manage the plasma cannon’s recoil—

But it couldn’t withstand such an impact and got knocked over at once.

The mechanical legs were nailed to the ground, with the hydraulic joints starting to strain, clearly preparing for a robotic kip-up...

But Jack wouldn’t give it that chance!

Less than 5 meters separated Jack from the fallen mecha, and he surged forward, the mech’s pilot sensing danger and swinging both arms—

Only then did the pilot realize their shield was deformed!

Jack’s massive hand squeezed through the gap in the bent shield, aiming to crush the pilot’s head. Unfortunately, the pilot reacted quickly, using both mechanical arms to block him.

Only then did the pilot realize something terrifying—

The collision, an unanticipated scenario, had compromised the Centaur Mecha’s components, making its arm strength inferior to this beast’s!

The Centaur Mecha was designed around its shield and weapon, not for melee combat!

But... a Centaur Mecha was purely mechanical, right?

Jack sensed the mechanical arm’s tremor, showing a cruel smile. His hand shifted from a fist to a grip, and both arms clamped down on the mechanical limb!

The pilot’s breathing grew rapid as he watched his mechanical arm slowly being pried open, sparking all the while...

Energy gathered in the plasma cannon, but he had no chance to fire!

Thunk!

Finally, the overloaded mechanical arm burst with myriad sparks.

Its strength suddenly waned as Jack released the shield arm, pinned it with his body, wrapping one arm around it like a vice, delivering a powerful elbow strike that crippled the entire arm, then violently yanked it!

Bang!

Wires exploded with a torrent of electricity, and hydraulic fluid and blood sprayed as Jack wielded the arm, smashing it against the pilot’s head!

Bang!

Two thunderous impacts brought down the Centaur Mecha, killing the pilot inside.

"Jack, get out of the way!"

V’s voice came through the comms, and Jack instinctively dove to the side!

Boom!

A shell struck the damaged Centaur Mecha, obliterating the pilot and leaving a blackened crater in the ground.

Jack looked up in relief, just in time to see V leaping high, her Mantis Blades reflecting blinding sunlight, appearing like some promotional clip, like a mantis diving for its prey!

The mecha, overwhelmed by two opponents, was pounced upon by V, her blade piercing through the mecha’s seams, effortlessly slicing through its components and stabbing the pilot’s heart!

She twisted violently!

The mecha collapsed to its knees, lifeless without its pilot’s control.

Despite sounding complex, the fight actually took little time.

From Brick’s perspective, laying on the ground, it seemed to happen in mere moments.

In those few moments, these two beasts dismantled a Centaur Mecha barehanded...

Brick swallowed hard...

They looked quite human...

Of course, he was discerning enough to see that both used extraordinary prosthetics, far from some pure human pulling apart mechas.

But he hadn’t forgotten that there lay a fallen Bimong Armored Vehicle nearby!

Bang!

The armored vehicle suddenly groaned, as if improperly deployed equipment were protesting—

Brick immediately pointed to the remaining vehicle, "Heroes, there’s another!"

V glanced at the cargo hold, her Mantis Blades began to spark—

These Mantis Blades could be used for hacking.

Lille instantly tapped into the combat network of this military tech convoy...

[Combat Network Member: Military Tech Unmanned Mecha 9A-11]

[Status: Deployment failed, redeploying]

[Unauthorized user...]

Processing power morphed into an Ice Cone in cyberspace to forcefully breach the ICE.

He expected a typical breach, but as the Ice Cone touched the ICE, Lille realized the data barrier before him had changed!

The ICE symbolizing the military tech unmanned mechas suddenly morphed, transforming entirely into sheer computing power, attempting to construct a Magic Doll—

That meant the unmanned mechas would completely fail, losing combat capability!

The opponent intended to attack him through the network!

Lille’s expression changed slightly, but not significantly—

This was the Evil Land.

A convoy could muster at most 50-70 CCU, more than enough to handle an average hacker, potentially even overkill.

But Lille, with his cheat, had a data barricade and Marvel World’s server support, able to call upon 700 CCU if needed.

But soon, he sensed something amiss—

Among the data streams, he noticed something inexplicable yet familiar!

[Little Octopus: Bro, it’s a trap!]

[Little Octopus: Something familiar is here!]

The data streams in cyberspace coalesced into a dragon, entangling Lille’s Ice Cone and spewing flames!

These flames had a familiar feel, even showing flashes of red and black lightning in the otherwise void cyberspace...

The Black Wall!