Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 341 - 307: Cloud Assault, Mechanical Warrior

Chapter 341: Chapter 307: Cloud Assault, Mechanical Warrior

[I just love Zhou, King of Hell’s style of doing things without any taboos, yet I wonder if this time, the combatants from Proluo State will get seriously involved.]

[A word of caution to the host, be very careful, extra careful, because General Brown, the commander of the Proluo State field battle, is a representative of the hardliners, and moreover, he is quite belligerent, often stirring up trouble without reason. With the Governor of Proluo State killed, embarrassing the state, he definitely won’t just watch idly.]

The number of viewers typing ’666’ in the live chat started to decrease gradually.

Conversely, most of the discussions in the chat were professional and substantive.

Like this one.

It outright revealed the inside information about the general leading the Proluo State’s field troops, making Zhou Ping’an suspect that the commentator might actually be an active-duty official from Zhuxia.

The information revealed by this person was clearly well-intentioned.

At least, under the current circumstances, the person shared a common hatred with him.

Zhuxia Police demonstrating power overseas.

No matter whether they officially claim to disassociate themselves, stating that this was Zhou Ping’an’s personal act, deep down, of course, they hope he accomplishes something significant and manages to come out unscathed.

This is not only a gamble of national powers but also a competition of confidence and resources.

And it’s also what the people desire; they never hope to see their own suffering losses on foreign land!

[The difficulty now is that due to the incidents in the city, full combat forces have been mobilized, blocking escape routes in various directions outside the city. The host needs to especially beware of the frontal charge from the Mechanical Transformation Camp, precision snipers, and long-range artillery attacks, and most importantly, aerial strikes...]

[Actually, in my opinion, the best option for the host isn’t to stubbornly head for an airplane back to Zhuxia at this time but to hide within Proluo City, wait for the situation to calm down, then secretly change his appearance and sneak back to the Eastern Coast.]

[Here they come, one of the military big shots is personally stepping in to provide information and strategies.]

[Are there any more explosive news?]>

[Listening to this, indeed, facing airplanes, cannons, and fully mechanical monsters, it wouldn’t be wise to force through.]

[There is a secretive piece of information; I wonder if it counts as explosive?]]

Suddenly, a message highlighted in red appeared, clearly from a viewer who had given a large donation, concerned that Zhou Ping’an might miss this piece of information.

[According to secretive sources, there is a Chief Instructor Jones stationed at the Forest of Blazing Flames in the Proluo State’s battlefield camp, suspected to be an S-class power.

Over the years, there have been several threats of Beast Tides to Proluo State, but it always seemed more noise than harm, with their ferocious beasts’ leaders often dying mysteriously, suspected to be the handiwork of this instructor Jones. It’s said that the severed tail of the Blood Python in the Forest came from his hand.]

[If this person makes a move, the situation would become incredibly complicated; I can only hope for a safe journey for the host.]

As the pickup truck sped along the highway leading to the airport, everyone inside gradually quietened down.

This time, it was Roger driving, with Zhou Ping’an still sitting in the passenger seat. Lan Fengjiao, Wen Jue, and a female bodyguard, Fu Yunqian, were sitting in the back seat.

The other three, Deng Zhigang, Zhang Tie, and Li Nansheng, were guarding the back of the truck with their guns ready.

This was to prevent any surprise attacks during vehicle crossings.

The army had been deployed to block all main roads surrounding the city.

The road to the airport was of utmost importance.

The opponents could not possibly fail to intercept them.

Moreover, as Zhou Ping’an knew, facing off with the field troops was different from the minor skirmishes within the city.

The opponents would not care about injuring civilians; their sole aim was to annihilate the enemy’s living force.

In other words, they would "stop at nothing."

In such situations, being overly cautious was never excessive.

He did not know what kind of attack the opponents would use.

"Stop the car."

Zhou Ping’an suddenly commanded sternly.

Roger, already accustomed to obeying orders on the spot,

immediately reflexively slammed on the brakes.

The tires skidded long black marks on the highway.

Zhou Ping’an did not offer any explanations.

Instead, he casually picked up a stainless steel trash can at his feet by the passenger side, leaned out of the window, and flicked his wrist lightly.

The trash can turned into a streak of light, whooshing forward with the sound of breaking wind.

Bang bang bang...

It seemed to have broken something up ahead.

Suddenly, metal particles as dense as hornets buzzed out from the bushes and trees on both sides of the highway.

Boom boom boom...

Approximately thirty meters ahead on the road,

a wild firestorm simultaneously erupted.

The road was blasted into craters and pits.

Black cloud swirls shot up into the sky.

"Directional Electromagnetic Mine Array, watch out for ambushes from both sides,"

Deng Zhigang, holding his assault rifle in the truck bed, was covered in cold sweat.

He had not detected anything amiss just moments before.

If Zhou Ping’an had not called for the stop,

this pickup would have charged straight into the minefield.

Everyone in the vehicle could possibly have been blown to pieces...

Even several dozen meters away, the vigorous shockwave still pushed the vehicle backward for five to six meters.

One could only imagine the immense power at the center of the explosion.

"Drive forward, they’ve lost their chance now."

A cold gleam flashed in Zhou Ping’an’s eyes.

Like a darting fish, he leaped through the window onto the roof of the vehicle.

As the pickup once again accelerated forward,

his Golden Guns roared simultaneously.

The twenty or so men in ambush on both sides, who hadn’t yet initiated their attack, were hit by bullets, which seemed to have eyes, headshotting them instantly.

The last few, roaring, lifted their guns and leapt out with their faces coated in camo paint filled with terror.

He had just activated the gun in his hand.

The space between his eyebrows had already exploded into a mist of blood.

[The first wave of ambush? Not strong even in the field, huh? It’s like crushing chicks for the host.]

[Indeed, this performance is even worse than the city patrol inspectors. At least those inspectors make the host run all around.]

[You guys are inexperienced, didn’t you see the maple leaf markings on the collars of those twenty or more dead? Those are elite soldiers at the king-rank, and they didn’t even get a chance to move before they were killed. It’s not that they are weak, the host is just too strong.]

[Yeah, we have been following the entire time, and the live broadcast cameras are so clear you can see the ants’ legs in the grass. Even with a fifty-fold magnification and a hundred times slowdown, the image is not affected.]

But still, it’s very difficult to spot that electromagnetic wire in the middle of the road that’s thinner than a hair. How did the host discover it?

This question is destined to remain just a question.

Because no one can answer it.

Describing it as foresight seems absurd.

Facing such an opponent, how exactly could Proluo City’s field forces cope? The live chat, with nearly six million online viewers, had also lost the urge to comment.

All were silently watching the changing scenery in view.

The airport was not far off.

Soon, some professionals among them had noticed something wrong.

"The sound, the sound is off."

As the similar comments were posted en masse.

Everyone knew what that sound meant and turned their attention to the sky.

Zhou Ping’an, with his keen hearing and acute crisis perception, was much quicker than the audience in the live broadcast and even the bodyguards in the pickup truck, having already heard the "rumble" coming from the sky.

High in the sky, three silver specks came into view.

Just spotted, they were still far away.

In a few breaths, the specks had already come much closer, and their rough outlines were visible.

"Abandon the car, hide individually."

Zhou Ping’an frowned lightly.

Facing this situation, he also felt a significant dilemma.

The planes above had already begun their dive.

Under his eagle-like gaze, he could see that the planes’ bellies had dropped several long rods, resembling excrement.

Regardless of the car not stopping.

He flipped over to the back seat, grabbed Lan Fengjiao and his assistant Wen Jue with both hands, knocked open one side of the car door, his body trailing a long afterimage as he sprinted towards a mountain area on one side.

The reason he grabbed Lan Fengjiao and his assistant first.

Was because these two had no combat training.

Lan Fengjiao had learned some martial arts and practiced the Gentle Water Eight Techniques, but the effects of the enhancer within her body had not been completely eliminated.

Her body was not very robust.

As for Wen Jue, she was a business elite, essentially a clerical worker, not even good at running, let alone defending herself on a battlefield.

At the same time.

Roger and four bodyguards also dove out of the car, landed to dissipate the force, and dispersed to escape in different directions.

The vehicle moved forward.

The ground emitted tremendous vibrations, as over thirty large shadows, sending pebbles flying and rushing madly, approached at an extreme speed.

Bullets swept across like a storm.

Rustling the leaves.

"Mechanical Transformation Camp!"

Roger groaned.

There were bombings from above, and mechanically transformed warriors were charging from the front.

This was a supremely high-level engagement.

"Boom..."

The ground surged like a swamp, with shockwaves sweeping out in all directions.

Numerous fragments of rocks and mud whistled over everyone’s heads.

Even lying flat on the ground, they felt as if their lives were candles in the wind, possibly extinguishing at any moment.

Among several muffled groans.

In the midst of smoke and dirt, a blue light shot into the sky.

Zipping through the sky, it struck the void.

Before everyone could find it strange, suddenly, a fighter jet drew an arc, drastically swerving to hit the blue ripple just right.

"Bang..."

In mid-air, a muffled roar echoed.

Among the black smoke and flames, that silver warplane suddenly disintegrated.

Breaking into thousands of pieces, scattering across the sky.

Before those lying on the ground could even cheer.

After a gap of two seconds.

Two pale blue light waves shot straight up into the sky.

Watching as the other two airplanes in the sky also turned into fireballs.

Zhou Ping’an put away his Particle Ripple Gun, his expression slightly turning sour.

Instead of facing the oncoming rush of the steel mechanized warriors, he flickered, plunging towards Fu Yunqian, who was beside him, face grey with dust, vomiting blood, a bullet hole through her chest.

When dodging the explosion earlier, Fu Yunqian had the bad luck of being hit by a stray bullet from the mechanized warriors, the bullet striking her lungs, and she was on the brink of death.

Three Silver Needles were plunged in, severing the pain nerves, turning dying breaths into a revival, as True Qi was infused to protect her internal organs.

Soon, Fu Yunqian’s injuries stabilized, and her breathing became smooth.