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Actually, he also had one, which was left to him by that man four years ago. He didn't bring it to school today and left it at home. No one could have imagined that something from four years ago would happen again today.
Chu Zihang composed himself and looked at the car door on Chu Tianjiao's side.
Compared to four years ago, this 100-ton truck is not particularly fast. The engine, which has been specially forged to produce far more than 430 horsepower, can only barely reach a speed of less than 150 kilometers per hour while dragging a load of nearly 200 tons.
It's nowhere near as good as the Maybach from four years ago that could go 250 kilometers per hour.
On the right, Gao Kui, armed with a submachine gun, stood guard, making it virtually impregnable. For the time being, there was no risk of the assassins breaking through from the right.
On the other hand, on the left side where Chu Tianjiao was located, because the car was not going as fast as it had been four years ago, Murasame, who was stuck in the door, did not kill all the assassins outside the car, leaving a few survivors.
Chu Zihang's eyes also flashed with golden fire, and his expressionless face presented a completely opposite attitude to Gao Kui. Holding an SW&M500 revolver, he called out names one by one, shooting down the stragglers who had slipped through the net along with the car window glass.
The bullet grazed Chu Tianjiao's head, but the man remained unmoved.
Hey, no wonder he's my son, he's reliable in crucial moments, his shooting is accurate and steady.
The song "Love for Sale" played incessantly on the car stereo, while outside, Deadpool chuckled, murmured, and wailed, blending with the sounds of wind and rain to create a hellish symphony in Chu Tianjiao's ears.
One shot, two shots... five shots...
Chu Tianjiao's pupils suddenly contracted as he realized something was wrong. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Chu Zihang, who had tossed aside his SW&M500 and replaced it with a Glock G17.
How many did you just drive?
"Five shots, the sixth shot didn't go off."
"It's normal that it doesn't fire; that SW&M500 can only hold 5 bullets."
The SW&M500 is highly regarded among handgun enthusiasts. As a revolver, it can fire high-powered .0.50 Magnum bullets, making it a favorite among hunting enthusiasts.
However, due to the large size of the bullets, this pistol can only hold five rounds, one less than a regular revolver.
the most important is……
"How many shots did Gao Kui fire? Did he change the magazine?"
Chu Zihang was slightly taken aback, as it seemed that the gunfire from Gao Kui's side had been continuous from the moment he arrived until now.
"boom!"
Another howitzer explosion came from the right. Chu Tianjiao and Chu Zihang turned their heads at the same time and looked at Gao Kui, who was already in a killing frenzy, as he fired another howitzer.
Did he just fire another grenade?
If I remember correctly, the M203 grenade launcher is a single-shot type.
How many shots did Gao Kui fire before firing the second grenade?
Maybe two hundred rounds, maybe three hundred rounds. Assault rifles have a very high rate of fire, and the number of bullets fired by Gao Kui must have far exceeded the 30-round magazine capacity of the M16A1.
Just like the protagonist in John Woo's movies, he never changed his magazine once throughout the entire film, shooting endlessly with unlimited ammo, as if he could never run out of bullets.
The machine spirit is overjoyed!
"What are you looking at me doing?"
Gao Kui, who was still firing away, took a moment to ask the Chu father and son suspiciously, "What are you daydreaming about? Aren't there still plenty of puppies outside the car?"
"Are you really Jesus?"
Chu Tianjiao asked a question that seemed utterly nonsensical and unrelated.
However, those who understand the Bible and Christianity, and are familiar with the story of Emmanuel, will know that Chu Tianjiao's question is not entirely unrelated.
According to legend, when Emmanuel walked among the earth, he performed miracles many times, proving to the world that he was His son.
One of the miraculous stories is the "five loaves and two fish," which is recorded in the Gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John in the New Testament.
The story is simple: Emmanuel fed five thousand people on the shore of the Sea of Galilee with five barley breads and two fish, and the food was so abundant that it seemed like there was never enough to go around. In the end, the food was so plentiful that it filled twelve baskets.
Emmanuel demonstrated his power as the Son of God through this miracle, defying the laws of nature, breaking the law of conservation of matter, and proving God's authority.
In a sense, Gao Kui's seemingly endless supply of bullets is similar to Emmanuel's "five loaves and two fish".
I think that if five loaves and two fish can be distributed to feed everyone, I can keep distributing them and never run out.
I got so caught up in shooting that I didn't notice the magazine's loading limit, and the bullets and shells in the gun just kept coming in.
"Hiss haha..."
While Chu Tianjiao and Chu Zihang were still stunned, a Deadpool nimbly jumped onto the front of the car, its claws gripping the door, and tried to squeeze inside through the shattered window.
Chu Zihang snapped out of his daze and fired two shots, blowing the Deadpool's head off. Oily black blood splattered inside the car, and now the Chu father and son were covered in blood.
"Be serious, Bro! Don't let me, who doesn't want to live, stay alive while you two die first!"
Gao Kui, who had forgotten to turn off the camera, stopped paying attention to Chu Tianjiao's inexplicable words and, holding the assault rifle that seemed to have an endless supply of bullets and grenades, began to frantically fire at Deadpool outside the car window.
No longer bothered about whether Gao Kui was on or off, Chu Tianjiao gripped the steering wheel tightly, wishing he could slam the accelerator into the engine compartment. His sharp eyes followed the rearview mirror to observe the group of Deadpools outside the car, maneuvering this hundred-ton king to swerve wildly on the overpass in the rain.
The last carriage, carrying three rolls of steel, swung out in a semi-circle like a dragon's tail, and the nearly 100-ton heavy trailer swept away the Deadpool at the end.
The specially alloy cast side skirts of the carriage violently slammed into Deadpool on the highway guardrail. The steel coils bound by wires slid, sparks flashing brilliantly, and the alloy rear of the car scraped past the highway guardrail with a teeth-grinding shriek.
The hybrid's hearing, far exceeding that of ordinary people, allowed Chu Zihang to clearly hear the crisp sound of Deadpool's bones being crushed under the massive impact.
Like a prehistoric tyrannosaurus recklessly rampaging through the road, sending all the Deadpools blocking its path flying. The spurting black blood fell onto the windshield, only to be washed away by the whirling wipers and the torrential rain.
"Crunch, crunch..."
The hundred-ton king endlessly rolled over the remains and corpses of the Deadpools. The Deadpools crushed into mincemeat under the wheels almost formed a bloody path. There were so many that Chu Zihang could clearly feel the vibration of the vehicle body becoming more intense and disordered.
It felt like crossing a speed bump that would never end.
The carriage, the front of the train, the wheels, and the interior and exterior of the driver's cab were all covered in black blood. The stench of blood was so strong that it was pungent. Even a storm could not wash the black blood off the train in a short time.
A mentally ill person with unlimited ammo and an ordinary truck driver both transform into Grim Reapers and wreak havoc on this stormy night.
"damn it!"
Chu Tianjiao cursed as he stared at the endless horde of dead servants in the rearview mirror, "How can there be so many dead servants in this Nibelungen? I can't get rid of them and I can't kill them all!"
"Is it troublesome?" Chu Zihang pulled the trigger again to deliver the final blow.
"It's very troublesome!"
Chu Tianjiao gritted his teeth in anger: "If we let these Death Servants join forces with Odin later, the three of us will probably have to stay here."
Even super hybrids aren't a panacea.
Chu Tianjiao has a clear understanding of his own combat strength and characteristics. He is not a mixed-blood who is good at group battles or clearing out mobs.
While he can unleash his Bloodlust and Time Zero to carve through a horde of Deadpools, leaving rivers of blood, his stamina and mental strength are not inexhaustible. He will eventually be exhausted and die in a chaotic melee.
He is still better at one-on-one duels and assassinations.
Moreover, he would need to hold off Odin and face the great being who was either a next-generation species or a dragon king, so he simply wouldn't have the energy to spare for other tasks.
If these bastards aren't dealt with or eliminated before Odin joins forces with the Deadpools, the two little guys will face immense survival pressure during their final battle with Odin.
How can I get rid of it? How can I get rid of it?
Chu Zihang suddenly noticed the steel coils in the carriage in the rearview mirror and realized where the problem lay.
This vehicle is too heavy.
With six steel coils and two trailer sections, the total weight is at least 160 tons. Even though the engine of this 100-ton king is reinforced with alloy casting, it can't go fast at all with such a heavy load.
Four years ago, that Maybach could reach a speed of 250 km/h, but this 100-ton king can only reach less than 140 km/h.
"I'll cut the chains binding those steel coils. Without those coils, the car will be much faster!"
Chu Zihang volunteered and shouted, grabbing an alloy longsword and about to jump out of the car window, his eyes burning with golden flames, showing no fear of death.
On the left is the killer father, who drives the 100-ton king around recklessly; on the right is the mentally ill classmate with unlimited ammo. Chu Zihang, whose swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle, is huddled in the carriage, his skills completely useless.
I can only hold two pistols and observe from the sidelines, assisting the two main damage dealers and clearing out any stragglers.
Regardless of whether the environment limited his performance, Chu Zihang was the most useless person in the car, and he knew that very well.
If someone absolutely had to go out and cut the chains to lighten the load on the hundred-ton king, Chu Zihang felt that the only person who could do that was him.
We can't just send the only driver, Chu Tianjiao, or Gao Kui, who looks like a squishy ADC, can we?
Chapter 11 Domain, Expand
No, it's too dangerous!
Chu Tianjiao rejected Chu Zihang's suggestion without even thinking. It was too dangerous. He couldn't let his only son put himself in danger and carry out such a life-or-death mission while he was still alive.
Admittedly, he was somewhat irresponsible in his relationships and family life, and his actions towards Su Xiaoyan did not conform to universal values. He betrayed his wife and family in order to slay the dragon.
But Chu Zihang was the only exception.
He wasn't a madman like Angers who would bury the world for the sake of slaying a dragon, nor was he a rationalist like Lu Lincheng who could make use of everything.
There was something more important to him than slaying dragons or fulfilling his mission: Chu Zihang.
Before Chu Tianjiao could refuse Chu Zihang, Gao Kui, holding the M16A1 with one hand, casually pushed Chu Zihang back down as he tried to pull the weapon off.
Gao Kui unconsciously sang softly, his chanting carrying a solemnity and holiness unique to church hymns, as if he were singing a hymn, the realm unfolding silently.
With the change in wind direction due to the heavy rain, Gao Kui had complete control over the airflow within a 30-meter radius of the center point.
The air was manipulated by Gao Kui, colliding, compressing, and rotating, forming more than a dozen graceful, flowing sleeves reminiscent of Zhang Ziyi's dance in "House of Flying Daggers".
Does the wind have a shape?
Strictly speaking, wind is simply the movement of air and has no shape of its own.
However, thanks to the influence of wind on the outside world, such as the swirling leaves and the fluttering banners, humans can intuitively perceive the "shape" of the wind.
Now, the Chu father and son have seen the shape of the wind in this way.
Irregular, sharp air currents swept through the horde of Dead Servants, tearing through their scaled, bluish-gray skin, slicing through their blood vessels and arteries, severing their limbs and flesh, and leaving countless knife marks on their bones.
Black blood spurted into the airflow channel, staining the dancing water sleeves black and red.
The black and red flowing sleeves struck the iron chains binding the steel coils, producing a sharp, clanging sound as if weapons were clashing, and the chains snapped instantly.
Amidst the rumbling thunder, the steel coil tumbled down, the nearly thirty-ton weight being pushed off the carriage by the water sleeves, crushing the Death Servant following behind the Hundred-Ton King into a pulp, before continuing its rampage towards the far end of the road.
With the help of more than a dozen swirling air currents and a barrage of bullets and grenades, a vacuum zone was immediately cleared around the Hundred-Ton King.
The tires of the 100-ton truck, over a meter high, pressed firmly against the ground. Chu Tianjiao floored the accelerator, revving the engine to its limit, and the vehicle's speed suddenly increased.