Chapter 410 - 382: Automatic Grenade Launcher

"Scared me to death."

As the Emperor Ragnar Armored vehicle drove away from the battlefield, Hot breathed a sigh of relief inside.

It wasn’t that he was faint-hearted, but a cyberspace lunatic launching a suicide attack with a floating car was indeed rare.

If only he had known, he’d have chosen the floating car too.

However, reality was on his side, the side of the wealthy; his investment wisdom had once again proven itself.

The crazy guy, popping up from nowhere, sure had guts, but what good did it do him?

The lives of the wealthy are simply tougher, and Wooli is proof of his embezzling capabilities.

The more one embezzles, the more money they have; the more money, the fiercer the cronies; the fiercer the cronies, the tougher the life of this big boss.

Wipe off the sweat, smoke a cigarette, relax.

Boom—

The violent sound from Mackinaw was so intense it seemed as if the engine would burst cylinders, and suddenly, out of nowhere, a Mackinaw sped onto the empty street!

A tightness gripped the driver’s heart:

The Mackinaw car seemed to possess magic power, making anyone who saw it tense.

It wasn’t that they were cowardly; it was that the car was ominously powerful!

The armored vehicle sharply turned the steering wheel, just missing the charging Mackinaw. This wild beast barrelled straight towards Wooli!

Bang!

A loud crash, the front hood of the Mackinaw violently caved in, and the hundred-kilogram Wooli was sent flying again!

The Mackinaw was also a part of reality.

Onlookers by the roadside were stunned: from the earlier scene, no one would have thought Kaneke could survive!

But reality had it that it was Wooli, who had the upper hand, that was sent flying!

The flying Wooli’s expression flashed a hint of pain, and before hitting the ground, his high-end prosthetics automatically corrected his posture!

His legs landed firmly on the ground, leaving a trail, the pain driving Wooli even more berserk as his mind drowned in the suffering his prosthetics inflicted, quickly drawing a weapon from the subcutaneous pocket in his abdomen—

David had just opened the car door and was lifting the now powered-off Kaneke into the car!

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lille only then got a glimpse of the weapon, almost powerful enough to reduce a building to rubble:

He instantly recognized it as a fixed heavy weapon typically mounted on vehicles or tripods given the absurdity of the ammunition it fired—

These weren’t mere 25 mm caliber grenades; these were 40 mm high-speed grenades!

The weapon’s designer had completely redesigned both gun and ammo belt structures, allowing it to become a weapon that could be concealed in urban areas!

The crazed Wooli swung the gun barrel around, and just at the last fraction of a second, Lille fired up his Si Anweisitan, using force to hack his ICE, halting his hand mid-motion—

This unfortunate turn of events now befell the Arasaka properties across the street!

The soldiers standing guard suffered a direct and painful strike:

This automatic high-speed grenade launcher had a firing rate of 15 rounds per second, and its range could reach up to 1600 meters!

At a mere distance of just over 100 meters, there was simply no time to react.

Wooli’s eyes burned red; he paid no attention to his jammed arm, driven only by the desire to unload all his ammunition, along with those few wrecked cars, to eradicate these people from the world!!

...

Sometimes, it’s not the loudest or most spectacular things that have the most devastating impact.

The explosion of the floating car in the air was spectacular, like a firework bursting in the sky, but in fact, it did not cause significant damage to those on the ground; Arasaka’s attack was a successful aerial interception.

But Wooli’s automatic grenade launcher was a different story:

This special weapon was directly connected to the special ammo belt inside subcutaneous pockets.

Just by taking out the weapon and operating a few components, loading the appropriate software, the ammunition on the belt would be formed into a feeding mechanism with the help of Wooli’s advanced muscles and electromotor structures embedded in his body, turning his body into part of the weapon.

This design was brilliantly cunning, making excellent use of the sophisticated transmission components in Wooli’s high-end prosthetics.

However, the physical limit still had to be obeyed; the ammo was finite, and it was fortunate there was this limitation—

Wooli had 30 grenades hidden on him, yet they were all fired in 2 seconds: without the ammo limitation, who knows how exaggerated this could have gotten!

These 40 mm high-speed explosive grenades were far more massive than regular 40 mm grenades, resulting in even more outrageous explosions!

A two-second intense bombing!

Boom—

Every grenade explosion formed a huge fireball, and these fireballs overlapped, completely engulfing the Arasaka soldiers on duty. The heat and flames combined almost formed a mini mushroom cloud!

The debris of soldiers and Arasaka Mecha flew everywhere; worse, these shells also hit the gates of their warehouse!

Such a scale of bombardment caused breaches in the gate and set off Arasaka!

The next second, a massive blast-proof backup door plummeted, utterly disregarding the half-dead employees stuck in the middle, crushing them completely!

Several floating cars rose, their piercing alarms resounding across Huangshan Seaside!

Such a terrorist attack could happen anywhere, just not on the company’s own turf!

Aboard Mackinaw, Man and his people turned pale, and Lille’s face also drastically changed: this weapon was ridiculously powerful!

"It’s over, what do we do now!" Man, inside the car, had already freaked out, frantically questioning Lille.

This big guy had one fault; the company didn’t matter before the fight started.

Once the fight escalated and the company got involved, he panicked—not to mention Lille was there; he wasn’t the big brother anymore, showing a bit of cowardice.

The cooling fins behind Lille all opened, with exaggeratingly instant steaming!

Processing data in his head, Lille roared back, startling Man, who was a size bigger:

"Scared of shit, floor the gas, sit tight, we’ve got backup!!"

The latter was shouted at David.

Without further explanation, Lille maintained the mode opened in Si Anweisitan and re-entered Cyberspace to confront Wooli, who had already broken the ICE.

And he also connected with Lucy and Qi Wei in another van.

[Lille: No time to explain, deep dive and help me mine stuff from this cyber psycho’s brain!]

As Mackinaw began to speed wildly, the people in the car understood what Lille was talking about.

They had not fully grasped the terrifying extent of this weapon.

...

Hot, who hadn’t run far, also turned pale: there weren’t many cars or people around to block his view—

Even a kilometer away, he could see the Huangshan Seaside warehouse being bombed!

And the bombing targeted his good mercenary, Wooli Crowley!

He could only think of one thing: he was screwed!

He frantically pulled out a small panel from his briefcase; all of Wooli’s Prosthetics were given by him, and naturally, he had left backdoors on them.

But...

[Prosthetics not found, please check the signal transmitter and receiver.]

All his backdoors had failed!

Even more terrifying, his high-end Prosthetic Eye saw the Mackinaw, the main culprit, turn and run, and Wooli, turn and run toward his car—

Then he pulled out a string of grenades!

Prosthetics malfunction? Cyber psychosis and combat causing software malfunctions? Or was there a Hacker targeting him?

He didn’t know, but all he saw was Wooli attaching the grenade belt and aiming the barrel at everything he could see...

The Arasaka floating cars!

Hot held his head: he now regretted investing in this mercenary!!!

Bang bang bang bang!

With its exclusive grip, this fearsome weapon fully unleashed its power.

Using grenades as a rifle, the floating cars were shot down one by one, the scene quickly turning into a battlefield of grenades and machine guns firing at each other.

Unknowing observers might think this was a corporate war.

The shootout didn’t last too long; Wooli’s Automatic Grenade Launcher soon caused his Prosthetics to overheat, even beginning to melt, and thus he was overwhelmed by countless bullets and Micro Missiles—

This was the only consolation Hot could feel; at least this troublemaker was dead.

Though one less super fighter, fortunately, the little bastard’s knowledge wouldn’t leak out.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a grenade struck his car with the speed of lightning!

Boom!