For example, that backpack, Chen Gu felt, must be an item of a numbered classification!
After Shang Qingye dealt with those turrets, eight slender and graceful chanical arms extended from behind her cha’s shoulders. Each arm sported a miniature six-barrel, rapid-fire energy gun.
Although each barrel was only as thick as a pinky finger, a small energy reactor at her waist blossod with light, as brilliant as a lotus flower. Chen Gu didn’t dare underestimate the power of these "miniature" guns.
She headed toward the energy generators. "I’ll go check them out."
Chen Gu turned and went toward the destroyed turrets. "I’ll see if there are any clues over there."
Qiao Shuangyi patted the dumbstruck Lin Xiaochen on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Bro, you’re on your own now."
Lin Xiaochen’s expression beca a little unnatural. "What does that have to do with ..."
Just as he spoke, a series of THUDS resounded; Shang Qingye had destroyed another energy generator.
Soon, both returned. Shang Qingye had found nothing, but Chen Gu, using his hacking skills, discovered that the turrets and energy generators here were all controlled by an intelligent structure hidden deep underground.
He said, "We’ve been discovered by the George Warriors, but I’ve also managed to reverse-track their location."
He glanced at everyone. "I know your families have prepared so good things for you. Don’t hold anything back. You’ve all seen it—this ti, we’re facing a regular army! They are extrely vicious and possess powerful firepower. If we don’t give it our all, we might end up using one of the school’s precious fatality slots!"
Everyone’s expression turned serious. Even Shangguan Yuqing, who still harbored so minor grievances against Chen Gu, understood the gravity of the situation.
"Follow !" Chen Gu took the lead, gripping the Father-Son Sword. "Let’s find Deng Puer as quickly as possible and end this field exercise!"
The little fatty silently slapped a button on his cha. Amidst a series of CLICKS and WHIRS, the initially ordinary-looking cha rapidly grew larger and more heavily armored.
Its defense is invincible!
Shangguan Yuqing sneered, "Quite the sturdy turtle shell!"
The little fatty, far from being ashad, seed proud. "Surviving is what’s most important. After all, nothing matters once you’re dead."
Bai Zhijin felt the most awkward at this mont. His cha was just the basic model provided by the school. While it was certainly excellent compared to ordinary chas found elsewhere, it fell far short of the custom models these second-generation rich kids had.
Chen Gu thought for a mont, then instructed, "Bai Zhijin, you follow behind ."
He intended to protect Bai Zhijin, who currently seed the "weakest," by keeping him in the center of the team.
Bai Zhijin’s expression changed. Chen Gu knew the guy’s sensitive pride was acting up again. He raised his arm, activating the thick energy shield on his cha’s forearm—one prepared for him by the Bureau of Mystic Security—and looked back. "Or would you prefer to take the lead?"
Bai Zhijin looked at the energy shield on Chen Gu’s arm—two ters tall, one point two ters wide, and thirty centiters thick—and felt a reassuring sense of security. He hesitantly shook his head. "No, you go ahead."
"Very good," Chen Gu said, then led the team onward.
Wang Chengqian faithfully kept his earlier "promise." Throughout the entire process, he had virtually no presence, and the students almost forgot there was a teacher among them.
Without surface vehicles, everyone had to rely on their cha’s legs. Thankfully, the chas were not slow. After walking for a while, Chen Gu asked, "Does anyone have a satellite? Launch one. We’re as blind as bats right now, which puts us in a very passive position."
Lin Xiaochen silently flipped a switch. From behind his left shoulder, a streak of fire shot into the sky, launching an expensive individual tactical satellite into orbit. He then shared the satellite’s link password with everyone, allowing each of them to receive its signals. The situation for hundreds of kiloters around appeared before their eyes.
Bai Zhijin ground his teeth. "You damn rich show-offs!"
But then, they saw an ard convoy rapidly approaching their position. Perfect.
Chen Gu asked Lin Xiaochen, "What are the satellite’s electronic warfare capabilities?"
Lin Xiaochen made an ’OK’ gesture. "Leave it to ."
The group chose a location for an ambush. However, to avoid the enemy convoy’s electronic reconnaissance, Chen Gu and his team were temporarily holding their position and regrouping behind the ambush site.
The convoy soon appeared in their line of sight: seven vehicles in total, all heavy armored vehicles with large-caliber energy cannons mounted on their sides.
A pair of optical lenses deployed from Shangguan Yuqing’s helt. After careful observation, she reported, "Each vehicle holds twelve people. No specialists among them."
Before Chen Gu could speak, Shang Qingye interjected, "Leave it to !"
Her backpack once again transford into that massive energy sniper... rifle. Then, Shang Qingye tilted her head thoughtfully and adjusted the "caliber" of the rifle’s muzzle, increasing it by eighty percent.
She then aid at the convoy and quickly locked onto her target. With a deep THUD, a large-caliber energy projectile was fired.
This ti, however, it didn’t directly hit a target. The energy projectile flew above the convoy and, with a resounding BANG, exploded, showering down a rain of fire that engulfed the entire convoy. When this fiery rain hit the ground, it triggered a second, even more terrifying wave of explosions.
The area where the convoy had been was now enveloped by an imnse, gray-white hemispherical cloud of energy, nearly a hundred ters in diater!
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