Chapter 822 - 100 Lightning War (3)

Boom!

The out-of-control helicopter crashed on top of the floating fortress, a heroic fireball erupted on the fortress’s roof!

In the control room, Drakov was furious and shouted at Natasha on the console: "What have you done! Finish her!!"

The floating fortress’s stability has completely failed, this intense imbalance would theoretically make it hard to stand, but Natasha quickly steadied herself—

It’s a gift, a skill that allowed her to thrive in decades of intelligence work, but this time is different; she’s facing enemies as skilled as herself!

Dozens of Black Widows simultaneously stopped shaking and rushed at her!

Drakov grabbed the wall, attempting to activate the terminal on his arm:

[Drakov: Eliminate the enemy! That bastard king thinks he can raid this fortress, tell him he’s wrong!]

[Drakov: A bunch of primitives who can’t even use farm tools properly, it’s just...]

Drakov wanted to say "seeking death," but as he spoke, he also saw the contents on the terminal:

This small terminal is nearly the fortress’s ultimate device, apart from the control console, it’s the main thing that can control the fortress.

Similarly, this small terminal can track all Black Widows’ nano robots, used to monitor their physiological status, location, mission progress...

The fortress has several hundred mature and ready-to-deploy Black Widows, and as the fortress alarm sounds, they immediately engaged in battle—

But their numbers are rapidly dwindling!

His prideful Black Widow army is retreating!

Boom!

A directional breaching bomb directly exploded through the wall surface, fragments violently hit Drakov’s head!

This sudden explosion shocked Natasha as well:

When the wall was breached by the bomb, standing by the wall, she could see the whole fortress falling apart!

A certain super soldier with incredibly fast mobility was frantically conducting explosions and shootings around the exterior walls, and the Black Widows within the fortress could do nothing but take hits:

This warrior’s speed is unimaginably fast, the shooting so accurate that almost every shot hits the target, each explosion, firepower suppression, and strategic positioning kill was coordinated with peerless precision...

Swish—

Through the broken hole in the control room, three Iron Riders suddenly burst in, bullets, grenades, and bombs spread into the room simultaneously with their incursion.

Bullets seemed to have eyes, sweeping precisely in rows; those Black Widows most likely to counterattack had they lifted their heads, would only be exposed to the rain of bullets, but if they didn’t lift their heads, grenades and bombs would reach them!

Boom!

Iron Riders crossed the battlefield, leaving explosions behind them, Natasha rose from cover to see a scene of chaos:

This is a battlefield, the most gruesome battlefield.

The Black Widows were shattered by this round of surprise attacks, not just their formations, but their bodies were broken...

Even Natasha was surprised by this mysterious unit’s combat efficiency and ruthlessness:

No communication, their hearts were filled with killing intent!

Boom—

Explosions continued within the fortress, the Iron Riders passing through the exterior and interior of the fortress at high speed, almost turning the hundreds-of-meters-high fortress into a meat grinder, like the medieval "Iron Maiden" torture device:

This device looks like an iron coffin on the outside, but the inside is full of spikes!

When the coffin clamp closes, those locked inside can only expect their miserable death—

"No..."

Drakov’s head was pierced with several fragments, his rounded head was bleeding, eyes full of fear.

Just a few dozen minutes ago, this fortress was his proudest masterpiece.

Just a few dozen minutes ago, he was lost in the joy of being looked up to by ants, watching those ants tremble, crawl, and flee, fantasizing about the day he would unify Europe, or even the globe...

Dozens of minutes later, everything vanished:

The so-called "fortress" was completely perforated within minutes; the so-called "warriors" shattered after a few attacks;

The so-called dignity...

Bang!

Lille’s heavy mechanical body descended upon the control room, sounding heavy footsteps.

Drakov felt this sound seemed to step onto his heart.

When he himself stepped within this fortress, he never made such a loud sound, just as he demanded from his girls, the entire fortress operated silently.

Like his conspiracy, the fortress operated quietly, controlling situations worldwide...

But Lille was different, a true king stepped on the ground, every step resounding.

Lille glanced at the scene, he saw some Black Widows still hanging on breathlessly, usually, he was never merciful to enemies...

But he also wouldn’t kill defenseless captives.

Lille’s eyes seemed not to express emotions like humans, his metal body exhibited extraordinary combat capabilities, making Natasha feel threatened just by looking at Lille, so she hastily said:

"Li... Your Majesty, these Black Widows are just brainwashed children..."

"I don’t kill captives, I’ll give you 5 minutes, after 5 minutes I won’t leave any survivors."

Natasha felt anxious, gave a slight bow: "...Thank you for your mercy."

Natasha had much to say.

The first time she saw Lille, he was a young entrepreneur just starting, hailed as the most promising prodigy in America.

The second time, Atlas had already become a behemoth, New York thriving, global investors rushed to latch onto Lille, politicians included.

The third time...

She thought she’d never see this young man surrounded by formidable enemies ever again.

In a sense, she felt she’d never see that "young man" ever again.

Now standing before her is a king bearing the lives and future of billions... or tens of billions of people.

The world indeed changed swiftly.

Natasha picked up the handgun on the ground, blew Drakov’s head off, and began rescuing the living sisters.

Squelch!

The Octopus Arm stabbed into the console, detecting currents transmitted along the circuits to every part of the fortress, in an instant, it breached the Red Room’s original information security measures.

Meanwhile, around the power room and engine electronic control systems, Christopher, taking the lead, had captured these areas with his subordinate Iron Riders, and stabbed data knives into them—

[Detection of unknown intrusion, isolating...]

[Detection...]

[Administrator detected access, welcome.]

[Christopher: Your Majesty, the situation is promising, met no strong resistance, the equipment warehouse has also been seized, there are 256 Rhino Mechas and other exoskeleton models here.]

[Lille: Casualties?]

[Christopher: 14 Iron Riders confirmed dead, their remains have been retrieved, and three seriously injured voluntarily continue fighting.]

[Lille: Activate the smart core, first batch of paratrooper Iron Riders to assemble at the equipment depot.]

[Christopher: Affirmative.]