LRAB Page 35
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"Run! Get cover!!"
She slammed on the gas pedal—if the Tom Cat motorcycle even had one—and pushed the strange vehicle with all her might.
The exhaust pipe at the rear of the motorcycle, resembling a tank cannon, spewed out even thicker black smoke, and the engine roared to its limit as it hurtled toward the ruins of the shattered buildings at the edge of the arena!
However, the T-100 tank is even faster!
Its RPG rocket launcher mounted on its left shoulder has locked onto the target!
No aiming, no warning!
[Whoosh—Boom!!!]
A sharp whistling sound!
The rocket, trailing a long plume of flame, was ejected from the barrel!
Like the Grim Reaper's scythe, it tore through the air and headed straight for the high-speed motorcycle!
"Get away!!!"
Nami screamed and almost instinctively swung the handlebars to one side as far as she could!
The motorcycle's massive body traced a twisted arc across the ground at an angle that defied the laws of physics!
[Boom—!!!]
The rocket grazed the rear of the motorcycle and struck the metal ground behind where they had just been standing!
A deafening explosion sounded!
A fireball soars into the air!
A violent shockwave, carrying metal fragments, spread outwards!
The motorcycle was thrown to one side by the shockwave of the explosion and almost overturned!
"Hold on!!"
Saeko Busujima whispered, pressing her body close to the car body and using her center of gravity to help Nami maintain her balance.
Nami gritted her teeth, gripped the handlebars tightly with both hands, her arm muscles tensed, and pulled the motorcycle back from the brink of tipping over!
[Squeak, squeak, squeak—]
The motorcycle's side armor plates scraped against the ground, leaving a long trail of sparks, before finally coming to a wobbly stop, no more than ten meters from the epicenter of the explosion.
"Cough cough... tsk..." Nami coughed, choked by the smoke and dust, still shaken.
They were just a hair's breadth away from being blown into the sky!
Jill was also terrified, her face turning pale, and she gripped the seat beneath her tightly.
However, the crisis has not been resolved.
You could even say it's only just begun.
The T-100 tank missed its target and then immediately stopped.
The Gatling gun in its right hand began to spin!
[Buzz—buzz—buzz—]
The six gun barrels spun faster and faster, emitting a deep, unsettling preheating sound.
The red sensor locked onto the motorcycle that had just come to a stop.
Zhou Ye stood at the other end of the arena and witnessed the launch and explosion of the rocket.
He also saw the Gatling gun barrel that had begun to spin in the hands of the T-100 tank.
Hey! You can't afford to play anymore, huh? Going straight for heavy firepower?
Albert Wesker, you old wall lamp!
He cursed inwardly.
Little did they know that it was precisely because of Zhou Ye's various illogical and comical weapons that Wesker activated heavy weapons to deal with the stalling minions, so that he could use all his strength to deal with Zhou Ye.
The T-100 tank already had ridiculously thick armor, and now it's equipped with RPGs and Gatling guns.
This firepower configuration is practically a mobile heavy firepower platform!
Even with the added benefits of Talking Tom technology and thick armor plates, Nami's motorcycle was still no match for the Gatling gun's continuous barrage!
It must be stopped!
Zhou Ye was just about to construct new weapons or use spatial abilities to interfere.
The T-100 tank has opened fire.
Da da ...
A more muffled and ferocious gunshot rang out than the one Zhou Ye had just used with the [Talking Tom Gatling Gun]!
A torrent of scorching metal, like a rain of iron slashed by the Grim Reaper, poured wildly toward the motorcycle where Nami and the others were!
The bullets were so dense that they formed a visible, flashing barrage of death!
[Jingle bells, jingle bells—!!!]
The bullets slammed into the motorcycle's armor plating, producing a dense, terrifying sound like hail hitting a tin roof!
Sparks fly!
The armor plate was riddled with shallow dents, and the white painted cat pattern was instantly ruined!
Although Talking Tom's high-tech armor has amazing defensive capabilities, it can still withstand the attack for the time being.
But this is only temporary!
The Gatling gun has an incredibly fast rate of fire! Its firepower is overwhelming!
The continuous impact caused the entire motorcycle to vibrate violently, as if it would fall apart at any moment!
"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! I can't hold on any longer!!"
Nami screamed and tried to restart the motorcycle, but the engine seemed to have had some problems with the impact, making a few strange "whoosh" sounds, and just wouldn't start again!
"Think of something quick! This lousy car is about to be shot through!!"
Saeko Busujima had already drawn her long sword, but faced with this barrage of bullets, her swordsmanship was useless. She could only curl up and try to minimize her exposed area.
Jill was even more desperate; her MG3 was completely empty, and an empty gun was no better than a fire poker! As for pistols and shotguns, they had bullets, but those weapons were no match for a Gatling gun!
The shadow of death loomed over them like never before.
Zhou Ye looked at the terrifying storm of metal and the motorcycle teetering precariously amidst the hail of bullets.
His eyes turned cold.
The gun muzzle of the T-100 tank was still spitting fire wildly.
That storm of metal, composed of bullets, was too dense, too violent.
No matter how advanced the armor of Talking Tom's motorcycle is, it's not complete and can't withstand this kind of continuous abuse!
That metal lump must be stopped immediately!
Zhou Ye's brain was working at lightning speed.
A head-on confrontation? No way.
With its current firepower configuration, the T-100 tank is practically a suicide weapon if it goes head-to-head with other tanks; its own body is extremely fragile.
Using [Herrscher of Reason + Talking Tom Fragments] to construct stronger weapons, many of which can destroy that heavy armor in a short time.
But Wesker, who was in control from the rear, wasn't stupid. The Hanged Man was dead, and several surveillance cameras were pointed at him. If there was any unusual movement, the guns of the T-100 tank would be pointed directly at him.
We must use unconventional methods!
A crazy idea took shape in his mind.
Use the [Herrscher of the Void Fragment] ability to completely move the [T-100 Tank]!
Throw it into the imaginary space!
Out of sight out of mind!
This idea is very bold and extremely risky.
Zhou Ye's control over the [Fragment of the Herrscher of the Void] is still very rudimentary. How much energy would be consumed by forcibly transferring such a heavy target through space?
Will it succeed?
Will there be any backlash?
Zhou Ye didn't know.
But he had no time to hesitate!
The motorcycle was almost at its breaking point! The clanging sounds coming from the armored plates grew increasingly piercing, and the deformation became more and more severe!
"Done!"
Zhou Ye's eyes narrowed, and he no longer hesitated.
He raised his hand, palm facing the T-100 tank in the distance.
Pale purple spatial energy began to gather in her palm, and the surrounding air visibly distorted.
An invisible, powerful force is being activated.
"Let me in!"
Zhou Ye growled.
[Buzz——!!!]
Centered on the T-100 tank, the surrounding space suddenly collapsed and twisted inward!
Like an invisible vortex, it was about to devour that enormous metal monster!
The T-100 tank seems to have sensed danger.
Its Gatling gun, which was spitting fire wildly, suddenly paused.
The red sensor turned towards Zhou Ye, flashing a wary light.