Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high! Chapter 884 884: 626 Counterattack!

"Whoosh~"

The missile of death screeched through the air relentlessly, its sound striking terror into the intelligence agent already disoriented by the shockwave of an earlier explosion.

"Catherine!"

The missile wasn't targeting them, but rather the warehouse where the repair technicians were working.

That warehouse was their only chance to turn the tide!

Without the amplification power of cha, relying solely on their physical strength was utterly futile against the Psychic Energy Canopy sealing off Freeport.

They had ventured out to stall for ti, all to win precious monts for those technicians.

Unfortunately, their plan had been uncovered by a traitor among the rogue troops.

Surrounding Catherine was proving too difficult to accomplish in a short period.

But if those two antique chas were smashed, Peak Alliance would secure an outright victory.

The rogue soldiers themselves might not understand this; they only sought to capture Catherine to complete their task. Yet the traitor knew all too well where Catherine's true vulnerability lay!

"I know!" Catherine gritted her teeth and launched herself into the air.

Defying expectations, she caught up with one of the missiles and attempted to divert or block its trajectory with her bare hands.

In the brief clash between an on-the-spot explosion and redirecting its path, the missile inched closer to its target. Forced into a corner, Catherine clenched her teeth and detonated the missile in mid-air.

"Boom!"

Amidst the plu of smoke and fla, a dark silhouette darted toward another speeding missile.

These terrifying heat-driven weapons, which ordinary human eyes could barely follow, proved unable to escape the grasp of a Planetary Level combatant.

If not for the direction of these missiles targeting sothing Catherine was compelled to protect, she wouldn't even have considered them a concern.

But precisely because of this predicant, the normally impeccable woman in her trench coat now appeared disheveled for the first ti during battle.

Realizing this tactic of forcing her hand to protect others was even more effective than directly attacking her, all heavy-fire weapons shifted their aim. Catherine and the intelligence agent were ignored entirely.

With so many people present, even leaving them unchecked couldn't result in killing too many of the enemy in a short ti.

Instead, the crucial things they fought to protect seed on the verge of being reduced to rubble under the concentrated firepower.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat!" A tallic storm pounded the walls.

Luckily, the warehouse's construction was durable enough to hold out for a ti.

But the most lethal blows ca from the heavy-explosive missiles fired by the aerial combat jets.

A single hit could shred the already crumbling warehouse to pieces.

"Whoosh~"

"Boom!"

"Whoosh~"

"Boom!"

Missiles streaking through the sky trailed sharp echoes before being intercepted and detonated mid-air, as the barely-visible silhouette intercepted every missile aid at the warehouse.

'Two and a half minutes left!' Catherine silently kept track of the ti in her mind.

Two and a half minutes until the ti Bai Technician had ntioned—ti she absolutely had to buy!

Yet human endurance has its limits. As the attacks intensified, missile after missile eventually broke through the personal defense line that Catherine had ford.

"Whoosh~"

Catherine, her blood surging violently within her body after a blast, could only watch helplessly as missile after missile, like sharks sensing blood in the water, streaked directly toward the location where technicians were repairing cha.

In their eyes, the missile trajectories in mid-air were crystal clear, stretching out the despair of the mont endlessly.

For the first ti, Catherine's resolute, battle-hardened eyes betrayed a brief flicker of doubt and vulnerability.

'What do I do now?'

Without the cha, what cos next?

When faced with the Psychic Energy Canopy deployed by Peak Alliance, what move could she make to attempt the impossible once again?

Could it be that Bauhinia Republic's hope of rising again was about to be buried, by her own hands?!

"Boom!"

Debris shattered!

Wrought steel flew!

Before the incoming missiles could strike the warehouse's outer walls, the very wall marked for impact crumbled in advance.

An old war veteran, unseen by sunlight for countless years, erged once more to demonstrate the glory of days past to the world.

"Clang clang clang!"

The cha's built-in Blast Shield effortlessly deflected the incoming missiles. Though explosions rocked its surface, the warehouse itself remained completely unhard.

"Well done!"

"Wohoo!"

"You can always count on dwarves!"

A throng of technicians crowded behind the shattered warehouse wall, raising their tools aloft and cheering rowdily.

"Go get them, baby!" Baron Norwitz, with his green-streaked hair, stood atop the highest crane, cupping his hands and shouting at the first-generation cha that had once again embodied the pride of humanity. "Show them what true glory looked like in our pri!"

Left arm: shield. Right arm: blade.

The design of Blade Type I was reminiscent of humanity's most ancient warriors.

Roused from its slumber, it struggled to adapt to the modern-era weaponry. Yet its hands retained only the two innate companion weapons—blade and shield.

The concept behind ch Battle Company's first-generation cha indeed favored lee combat. However, the lack of compatible heat weapons in the warehouse was the more urgent reason for its traditional setup.