Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito
Chapter 448 - 7 Please Take Action! 【First Update】_1

Chapter 448: Chapter 7 Please Take Action! 【First Update】_1

[First Update! Let’s see how many updates Buyue can achieve today! Besides, if the average subscription can stabilize to over 200, there will be another burst of updates!]

Jia Yan’s gaze was directed even farther ahead. Three kilometers away from Oluk’s battle convoy, in the spreading desert sands, was a small war town comprised of nearly three hundred vehicles. The ’houses’ gradually fell, transforming from a town-like setup into battle cars!

It seemed as if they were prepared, ready to fight to the death with the fifty incoming battle vehicles!

"Interesting." Jia Yan, who initially had no interest, now changed his mind as he looked at the thrilling pre-battle spectacle below.

Watching these battles was rather intriguing to him!

However, beyond being intriguing, there did not seem to be any other significant point to it. After all, given his current stage of life, he had long surpassed this level of warfare. There was no way he could learn from it or use it as a reference.

One by one, small battle vehicles below rushed onward, quickly approaching the convoy formed by the falling houses.

At the moment, the convoy was ready for battle. Though they didn’t yet understand who was charging in, they displayed no reckless action – after all, there were innumerable vehicle convoys in the desert, some of which were not venomous like them but belonged to genuinely powerful forces.

So they dared not act rashly. The earlier explosion of a flying vehicle was only a provident action. They merely wanted to survive and profit on the margin of the desert and forest, not to wage war by forming a vehicle convoy.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

As the dust clouds grew closer, the massive convoy finally understood who was attacking them.

"It’s that Oluk guy!"

"Damn it, we’ve beaten this guy many times, and he still has the guts to come over!"

"Hahaha, I heard that their convoy was scolded by the sheriff a few days ago. They probably ran out of supplies, and now they are desperate and can only send such a small group of cars to attack us. Lads, let’s catch them in one fell swoop today, help out the Sheriff, and clean up Oluk’s gang!"

The members of the Rakaf team burst into laughter when they saw the attacking small convoy whose marks belonged to Oluk’s team!

As a convoy with unparalleled combat ability, they were not afraid of this small team. After all, in the outer star civilization, it wasn’t the size of the team that mattered. Even the team’s equipment didn’t count for much—it was the warriors!

In the forces at the junction of the forest and the desert, some powerful forces didn’t have many personnel or equipment, but their strength surpassed the Rakaf team countless times. They relied on the strong single soldier power!

Now seeing that the incoming team was not a powerful one, but their old friend Oluk, the members of the Rakaf team were a mix of outrage and laughter as they cursed aloud!

They had obtained information from the informant that Oluk’s team had been attacked by a sheriff’s convoy before. Their team was severely damaged, hence they originally moved in this direction with the idea of attacking Oluk’s team. Unexpectedly, without getting close to them, this wrecked army launched an attack first!

And they even sent such a small squad. Isn’t this looking down on them, the Rakaf team?

Any other team would have surrendered, but this Oluk team— even with full force out, they barely managed to suppress the Rakaf team. Now with so few people, what can they do? They’re just sending themselves to their deaths!

"Charge! Let these members of Oluk’s team know the might of our Rakaf team!"

Lokav, the head of the convoy, filled with righteous anger, led his men to encircle the fifty incoming battle cars!

The members of Oluk’s team seemed to be oblivious to the hundreds of aggressive, besieging battle vehicles. They just drove their dozens of cars, made a turn, and avoided the opponent’s main force!

Dust was everywhere. The speed of both sides was actually not slow. At least on Earth, ordinary vehicles could never achieve such speed. In the desert, they were akin to a speed of three to four hundred kilometers per hour on Earth!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The sound of engines echoed incessantly. These vehicles, deemed primitive by extraterrestrial standards, possessed an unusual aesthetic at this moment—rough yet majestic, which added a grand touch to the ensuing clash between the two rivals.

Two giant dust whirlwinds, reminiscent of dragons, chased each other amidst the expansive desert scene.

Whiz Whiz Whiz Whiz!!———————

Among the fleet of fifty vehicles, a few lightweight cannons fired off beams of grey light, marking their targets on the bulky vehicles of the Rakaf convoy.

"Hahaha, Rakaf’s grandsons! Listen to me. Today, my Oluk convoy demands that you hand over half of your goods and supplies. If you refuse... well, you’re in for a tough time!"

Oluks, taking his seat on his vehicle, grabbed his communicator, switched the channel to public frequency, and spewed forth his violent taunts.

"Oluks! It seems your vehicle fleet really is desperate, as you’ve resorted to resorting to leading the charge yourself! Let’s see whether it’ll be us swallowing up your crippled Oluk convoy, or you looting from our Rakaf convoy. You couldn’t handle us at your peak, so what chance do you stand now with your pitiful remnants? You’re not dreaming this up, right? Haha! Prepare yourselves! Your illusory dreams of ascendance will soon be shattered by us!"

An individual from the Rakaf convoy, bearing a resemblance to a crocodile’s head, picked up his communicator and released a syntax of terrifying sonic waves.

This guy was a failed military recruit who wasn’t completely composed of organic matter. He was an experimental subject, created by the civilization’s scientific community, but was eventually discarded. However, he found the opportunity to escape, and upon arriving at this planet, through pure chance, formed a convoy. He gave his convoy the name Rakaf, his own name!

His subordinates were mostly entities similar to him: vagabonds consisting of biochemical organisms and failed, yet powerful soldiers. Although they never made it to official battlefield ranks, their strength was undeniably formidable— small in numbers but mighty in combat abilities on this land!

As for the previous Oluks convoy, they had an impressive scale but a significant number of them were weak, old, and ill like Lulu, resulting in decreased overall combat strength. As such, they might not even be a match for the Rakaf convoy.

Now that they’ve been reduced to a wrecked army, their chances look even grimmer!

"Rakaf! Our past grudges have been outstanding for a long time. It ends today! Let’s hear it—are you handing over the goods, or not?!" Oluks, with his froggy eyes wide, let out a sinister chuckle.

"Screw you! Everyone, charge! Wipe them out!" The Rakaf leader abruptly cut the communication line. In this desert bordering the forest, might still made right!

No matter how sharp your tongue, if you can’t match your rivals’ muscle, death is your only fate!

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom!!——————

The Rakaf combat vehicles chased relentlessly after the fifty Oluks vehicles, literally giving them hell, leaving them with nowhere to run!

"Surround them! Gather and surround them on all sides!"

The Rakaf convoy soldiers, each one more sinister than the last, carried massive missile-like weapons. Some even jumped straight from their vehicles, charging through the dusty desert at breakneck speed. At any chance they got, they raised their weapons to strike at the hanging-in-the-balance Oluk convoy.

Three hundred combat vehicles against fifty light-weight vehicles; this battle was utterly one-sided!

It wasn’t long before a portion of the fifty vehicles fell into a desperate situation.

They were sandwiched and surrounded by a vehicle count many times their own. In the omnipresent dust clouds, no matter how hard they charged, they could never break out of the enemy’s encirclement. It was like Sun Wukong trying to escape from the grip of the Buddha!

"Hahaha! Oluk convoy, as I thought, you’re nothing more than a simple blowhard convoy. Watch as I tear you apart!"

Rakaf stationed himself on his armored vehicle, gazing upon the dire straits his Oluk convoy adversary found itself in. The wild amusement across his face suggested that he believed he was moments away from finally bringing down his longstanding rival.

At this moment, the large frog-headed individual from the Oluks convoy bore an equally crazed and human-like grin on his face!

"Sir! Please step in!"