"Fire! Fuck!"
Jack roared as he pulled the trigger!
"Aaaaahhhhhhh!"
The massive recoil of the MK31 pounded into Jack with each shot, every bullet felt like a sledgehamr slamming into him!
The MK31 wasn’t designed to be handheld; Military Technology intended it for mounting on armored vehicles and turrets—but there’s always so cyber-enhanced tough guy who can use it!
Like Jack!
The bullets were only slightly smaller than artillery shells, easily cutting cars in half and sending them flying to the sides!
Mackinaw suddenly accelerated, overtaking the disoriented G240 in front—
"Prepare for engagent!"
The two convoys faced off, with the Six Street Gang clearly losing their nerve—
They were only guiding Jas, unaware that such a heavily-ard force would intercept them!
The Valentino Gang’s cars didn’t shy away from the chaotic traffic, using their reinforced bumpers as battering rams, not only blocking the Six Street Gang’s cars but also chasing them down!
Jack turned his gun, shooting out Jas’s car right under his feet!
Boom!
Not surprisingly, Jas vanished from the car roof and then appeared, leaping from car to car amidst the chaotic traffic!
Several unlucky drivers were crushed into bloody pulps by the deford rooftops!
Jack’s deadly firepower pinned down Jas, forcing him to change direction constantly!
V viciously aid at the moving target, muttering under his breath—
"Jump—you like jumping?"
Krensky could only activate his system when danger was imminent, but Thousand-Handed Si Anweisitan had already kicked in early.
Although Thousand-Handed Si Anweisitan’s system wasn’t as effective as whatever Jas was using, the increased reaction ti this ti was far greater for V!
As the distance closed, perhaps Krensky’s and Thousand-Handed Si Anweisitan’s systems synchronized, and the slowed ti began to rise from 20%—
V started to clearly see the guy, pulling the trigger.
Electromagnetic energy began to build.
She increasingly saw his route and then his movents—
Bang!
The bullet left the barrel, forming a visibly noticeable mini sonic boom cloud before V!
"Hit—but damn, not dead center!"
The raccoon dog’s bullet velocity was incredibly fast—Si Anweisitan sped up human perception to create an illusion of ti slowing down.
But it didn’t an the human body could break the sound barrier!
The raccoon dog’s muzzle velocity exceeded 1500m/s!
Bang—
V’s foot stepped back, stamping heavily on the car.
Jas was hit mid-air, the bullet grazing his left chest, leaving a huge dent.
Unfortunately, the bullet only grazed—his chest armor was shattered but not fully penetrated, otherwise the battle would be over.
Jas hit the ground but didn’t rest long—he was already close to the car!
Jas accelerated, diving into the chaotic traffic.
The convoy plowed through the overturned cars recklessly, providing Jas cover!
The raccoon dog’s bullets sliced through vehicles like butter, disrupting Jas’s movents!
"Damn it—he’s coming, Jack!"
As V spoke, Jas burst from the traffic, the Mantis Blade flashing blindingly in the sun!
But this ti, V was much more prepared!
Clang—
Four Mantis Blades clashed in midair, V once again using the sa move to lock Jas’s blades!
Jas wasn’t fazed—V had done this before, even though V had an extra Mantis Blade, Jas had three.
But this ti, Jack wasn’t just a pistol-wielding Jack!
Bam!
Jack’s left hand tightly gripped Jas’s knee, pinning the Mantis Blade, preventing it from ejecting!
The imnse force made the iron knee creak, almost deforming—
And Jack still had one free hand, holding Sadara!
"Last ti wasn’t the full course, try this!"
Boom!
Only after firing did Jack appreciate having a tech-savvy teammate.
The Sadara’s recoil stung his arm, almost making him lose grip.
If it were flesh and bone—holding the weapon tight would have at least resulted in a fracture.
The modified Sadara’s dual-barreled rounds exploded simultaneously, tearing through Jas’s left flank, exposing the prosthetics inside.
But that armor was damn tough, not fully penetrated.
With that blast, V and Jack couldn’t hold Jas anymore—
He pressed down on the car, using the montum to jump away—though his speed had clearly slowed.
His chosen movent was predictable: in the air, subjected only to gravity.
A series of bullets suddenly shot from the car, precisely hitting Jas’s aerial trajectory, not missing a single shot.
Finally, as he landed, a small EMP explosion triggered—
Jas faltered, and Mackinaw suddenly leapt!
Bang!
Acido shouted, turning the steering wheel: "Shit, tire’s blown!"
The blown-tired Mackinaw skidded on the road, stopping right in front of Jas.
Lille clung to the handrail, almost thrown out.
Just then, the ICE server beside Lille exploded—taken out in the hack battle.
Jas’s spine prosthetic also malfunctioned.
Without its normal functions, Jas’s upright stance finally buckled, unable to support his weight.
He stood there, stunned.
[First breakthrough of military-grade ICE, Technology Points 500]
[Practical Technique Mastered: Network Hacking Technology (Proficient)]
[You now have the capability to attempt cracking military-grade ICE and develop more lethal quick-hack Magic Dolls]
[Technology Points 500]
[Current Technology Points: 1800]
Lille let out a long breath: "ICE is down. I disabled his spinal prosthetics.
Finish him off—be careful, he can still move, just not as agile."
Bang.
Jack and V jumped out of the car, weapons drawn, approaching Jas.
V said: "It’s over—you do it or I do?"
Jack loaded a round into Sadara: "I’ll do it. He still owes an arm."
Suddenly, Jas moved, drawing his rifle and firing—
Too bad for him, he couldn’t hit V, and he couldn’t penetrate Jack.
That’s the awkwardness of regular rifles—deadly to ordinary people, but nothing to transhumans of this level.
Sadara’s charging began again as they closed in—
Boom!
Sadara’s thunderous roar echoed on the highway, the bullet tore through Jas, leaving a blackened, deep scorch mark on the ground.
The Valentino and Six Street Gang mbers, along with the office workers caught in the car crash, stared open-mouthed—though their reactions differed vastly.
The fight may have only lasted a few minutes, but within those minutes, the road was riddled with bullet holes, corpses, burning cars, and debris.
But was the fight over?
"Fuck, we need a new car." Lille climbed out of the vehicle.
"Acido, haul this beast’s body back."
"Got it, boss. What about you guys?"
Lille pointed to Jack in the middle of the battlefield—
He was holding Sadara in one hand and the MK31 in the other:
"Start the car, floor it, and keep up, boys—Valentino, carga!"
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