Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 707 - 49 - Bombing_2

Chapter 707: Chapter 49 - Bombing_2

Pang Meiqin was skilled at driving, immediately yanking the steering wheel and stabilizing the car.

"Could you drive a bit steadier?" Gao Xin issued an unconscious complaint after a bump on his head hit the Armor, leaving a large dent in its wake.

"Do you wanna die?" Pang Meiqin roaring in retort, since when did newbies start bossing around? It’s like they don’t know the first thing about respect.

"R-right, I’m sorry." Gao Xin let out a shiver on the spot and hastily apologized.

"Bomb them, bomb them." Mei Jueye obsessed over the bombs falling from the sky through the hole in the roof, his crazed expressions were on full display. His cracked lips moved continuously as he muttered incessantly to himself.

"This lunatic!" Both the driver and Yao Feng wanted to put as much distance between themselves and Mei Jueye. This guy didn’t seem mentally stable, he became elated in the face of an all-encompassing bombing. One of his hands even pressed on his own crotch area and squirmed around.

A Japanese man who failed to secure his grip stumbled off his seat, falling next to Mei Jueye, he apologized quickly as he didn’t want to provoke this madman.

After the high schooler skimmed an eye over the man, he revealed a smile. Just when the Japanese man thought he was off the hook, Mei Jueye suddenly lifted a leg, the large foot in his high-top military boots came crashing down on the man’s nose bridge.

The Japanese man immediately let out a miserable scream, falling backwards as blood gushed from his nose like a faucet, turning the entire carriage red.

"Bakayarou." Another Japanese man gnashed his teeth at Mei Jueye as he helped up his comrade with one hand and reached for his gun with the other, swearing to kill him if he attacked again, he was at his wit’s end.

"Hmph, no one can curse me, no one!" Mei Jueye, just like an enraged brown bear, suddenly lashed out, grabbing the gun handle and swung it towards the Japanese man’s head.

The Japanese man didn’t expect Mei Jueye would really act. He wanted to resist but it was already too late. The gun handle hit him in the head and the unfortunate soul immediately felt dizzy as warm blood washed over his face.

"Die!" Mei Jueye grabbed the Japanese man’s hair, yanked it forcefully while his knee brutally thrusted upward into the man’s abdomen.

The unlucky Japanese man spat out some sour bile, clutching at his stomach as he fell onto the floor. But the high schooler’s assault didn’t finish there as he sent a brutal kick over, as if he was kicking a soccer ball.

The Japanese man’s piercing screams filled the carriage, clutching at his eyes in pain, twitching as he curled up.

"You’re still screaming, I’ll make you scream!" Mei Jueye’s right foot was like a windmill, continuously bashing against the unlucky Japanese man.

The driver and Yao Feng exchanged a look, keeping silent as cicadas in winter, they both noticed the fresh bloody stains at the front of the high schooler’s military boots, even some shattered pieces of an eyeball’s lens.

The two Japanese men, one with a broken nose, the other blinded in one eye. Judging by them coughing up blood with every breath, it was evident that their internal organs had been injured by the kick.

"That’s too cruel!" Yao Feng never anticipated that Mei Jueye, who usually behaved like a cat in front of Tang Zheng, could stir up such a commotion in so little time.

"Do you have a problem?" Mei Jueye seemed to sense Yao Feng’s gaze, turning his stare on him.

"No, n-none." The middle-schooler was scared, distantly waving his hands, signalling he had no ill-intentions.

"That’s better, what about you?" Mei Jueye turned his attention to the driver, noticing his immediate head shake, the high schooler let out a laugh. He loved the thrill of brutal domination and overpowering others. But soon, his eyebrows furrowed as he was reminded of Tang Zheng.

"Damn it, one day, I’ll kill him." Mei Jueye cursed, suddenly diverting his gaze towards the native driver, aiming the muzzle at him, "Why are you holding the communicator? Planning to report to the command vehicle?"

The native driver didn’t answer, he didn’t like how Mei Jueye conducted himself, a man sitting next to him didn’t want the situation to escalate and decided to intervene, throwing in a word of advice.

"Bear with it. Didn’t you see how formidable their group leader is? An entire squadron of armed helicopters was wiped out. Can you handle someone like that?"

Mei Jueye originally thought that they were scared of him. But when he heard what the native soldier said, they were actually afraid of Tang Zheng’s strength. His face immediately turned stony.

Puh, Yao Feng laughed. He thought to himself, what is there to be afraid of? If things go south, the boss can deal with high school students.

"Clean it for me!" Mei Jueye glared at the student and, with nowhere to vent, sat back down in his seat and stretched his blood-stained military boots in front of the two Japanese men.

The two unfortunate Japanese guys didn’t understand, but they knew it wasn’t anything good. They feigned unconsciousness, but this only landed them another kick in the mouth from Mei Jueye.

"Zhuo Lie, something doesn’t feel right. The enemy’s commander is too quiet, why doesn’t he question us about our origins and identities?" The boy who had been standing by Zhuo Lie’s side all this time frowned. He wasn’t worried about being bombed, but was thinking about the abnormal behavior of the command vehicle.

"He’s probably too busy, dealing with this kind of situation and trying to escape," said Zhou Xiong, who considered himself lucky to have found them before Zhuo Lie exited the virtual world. In reality, he didn’t know that the boy had installed trackers on them and could locate them as long as they were within a certain range.

"Possibly." The boy finished speaking, then suddenly climbed onto the top of the car and grabbed the vehicle-mounted machine gun to observe the situation of the command vehicle.

"This lunatic," muttered Yi Ting. She had always hated this team because they were all so irregular and she had no idea what they were thinking. She couldn’t keep up with their thoughts, which made Yi Ting feel inferior and believed she’d eventually be regarded as wasteful cannon fodder and consumed.

"Yi Ting, describe to me what the members of the Trojan Squad are good at, as well as their Seed Abilities." Zhuo Lie’s body remained steady as Mount Tai as the armored vehicle swayed.

Though limited in missile capacity, the transport plane still bombarded for a minute, leaving potholes all over the nearly one kilometer of road surface - all caused by the exploded big pits.

"Calling the command vehicle, the enemy has begun parachuting elite soldiers, about five hundred in number!" Came the latest intelligence from the radar car.

"Paratroopers? Even if we can’t change our route and can only flee to the base, we should be able to shake off those paratroopers, right?" Xu Biyun, who frequently plays FPS games, felt that the paratroopers were no threat at all as their mobility was too poor.

"No way, they will catch up." The Captain shook his head, "The most important thing is that the Queen’s clones will arrive first and snipe the fleet."

"Let’s go, on top of the car." Tang Zheng called out to Dantai, climbed onto the car’s roof again, and immediately understood the Captain’s meaning.

The hatch of the transport plane opened, and the mechanical soldiers directly jumped down. Instead of parachutes, they had jet exhaust ports on their backs. They locked onto the position of the fleet and then plummeted at high speed. The distance of five hundred meters, under the acceleration of gravity, was reached in an instant. Then the jet exhaust port fired downwards to offset the falling momentum.

In Tang Zheng’s view, the mechanical soldiers seemed to suddenly float in the air, pause for a moment, and then landed on the ground, beginning to pursue the fleet.

Each of these soldiers was made of the Queen’s most advanced technology, each as powerful as a tank or war chariot. They sprinted at high speed while shooting with the laser cannons in their hands.

Dozens of particle beams zapped over and blew the last armored car into scrap iron.

"We cannot let them catch up." Tang Zheng took out his Gauss Sniper Rifle, locked onto a mechanical soldier in the scope, and fired.

Bang! The upper body of a soldier was blasted apart, and he fell down, immediately exploding into fragments. Each of these guys had bombs installed in them, which would self-destruct and perish with the enemy upon death, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

"Tang Zheng, look at the sky!" As soon as Dantai got out, he saw the second wave of soldiers dropping down. Among them, a woman in red leather clothes was the most striking. She was like the snake-haired demoness Medusa from Greek mythology, her hair was all mechanical tentacles over a meter long, squirming constantly.

"This one must be the Queen’s clone!" Tang Zheng quickly raised his rifle, followed her falling movement, and when her figure fit in the scope, he decisively fired. (To be continued. If you like this book, please vote for me on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)