Chapter 486 Wildmutt
Target Number One, this unfamiliar term suddenly appeared in Yang Le's head.
Because he didn't know when the military would update the message, Yang Le didn't withdraw the splinter that was lurking in the military system. In any case, current human technology couldn't possibly discover it. It was better to leave it there; maybe it would be useful someday, and wasn't it useful now?
In fact, normally, as long as a Galvanic Mechamorph didn't want to expose itself, there were very few people who could actively discover them.
According to the data transmitted by the splinter, this so-called Target Number One was the most special giant that Frank Castle mentioned, the one who could control all giants.
The military listed it as the most important goal; its danger was incomparable to other giants. The order from above was that once discovered, do not engage in combat, report it immediately, and then the military would send Hyperion to deal with him.
Of course, this was only the most superficial information released to the public. After all, General Ross was just a mortal. Even with the troops under his command, he couldn't guarantee everyone's loyalty. Secrets were still only known to a small circle of confidants.
Among them was a secret squad; this squad completely obeyed General Ross, specializing in handling dirty work and hard tasks. The code name of this squad was Thunder, which is the Thunderbolts.
Ross had indeed led a Thunderbolts team in the comics, which could be considered professionally relevant. Since he had found it, Yang Le naturally had no reason to give up and immediately dug out all the information about the entire Thunderbolts team.
There were a total of five members in this Thunderbolts team.
The leader was the legendary mercenary, GW Bridge. Yang Le didn't know much about him, only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have worked under Cable.
The remaining members were also familiar faces, namely Anthony "Tony" Masters (Taskmaster), John F. Walker (U.S. Agent), Josiah Bradley (Josiah X), and Eugene "Flash" Thompson.
Yang Le was a bit taken aback when he saw Thompson. After all, compared to the previous few, Thompson really felt out of place. But after seeing the introduction of the Thunderbolts team, Yang Le understood.
It turned out that excluding Thompson, and besides Bridge's label still being legendary mercenary, the others were just ordinary soldiers. It's just that their abilities were top-notch in their respective troops.
Moreover, all five of them had passed the Super Soldier Serum Experiment, but all their data was weaker than the data left behind by Captain America Steve Rogers recorded in history.
This was because they were injected with only a reduced version of the Super Soldier Serum, which could be understood as a youth edition. And according to Yang Le's deep dive, the Serum injected into those soldiers who turned into giants was an upgraded version, but it didn't seem to be a very good upgrade.
However, even though they were only injected with the youth edition Serum, the combat power of the Thunderbolts team was not to be underestimated. In team combat, their power might even exceed the original Captain America, which is the so-called "three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang."
And if the condition for the Thunderbolts team was passing the Serum Experiment, of course, those who didn't pass died.
This squad was now deployed in New York City, searching for the so-called Target Number One.
Not long ago, the Thunderbolts team, guided by the transmitter, discovered Target Number One's heart in the Walmart supermarket. According to the scene investigation, they speculated that Target Number One, in giant state, had forcibly ripped out the heart carrying the transmitter to mislead their tracking.
But the scattered food at the scene, and that heart, all indicated that Target Number One had been here. And that Walmart supermarket was in Manhattan. Currently, the Thunderbolts team was slowly extending their exploration outwards from that supermarket as the center.
Now the goal was clear. Everyone understood the principle of "capture the ringleader first." But currently, Yang Le had to go to that Walmart supermarket first.
Letting the splinter follow the Fantastic Four group, Yang Le, based on the information recorded by the military, jumped toward that supermarket.
Letting the splinter follow Reed and the others was to prevent them from dying here. Not only because they might become superhero groups in the future, but also because even if they didn't become superheroes, this group of people, especially Reed, was too important to human beings. This guy was officially designated as a genius.
Not to mention anything else, just consider that Reed invented a serum that can treat 16,000 kinds of poison, and you'll know how important Reed is. Of course, the premise is that he doesn't cause trouble.
With the boost of Ultimate Fourarms' foot strength, Yang Le quickly arrived at that supermarket and found a row of food shelves inside.
The reason for coming here was because not long ago, Target Number One's heart was still lying here. After the Thunderbolts team reported the goal, General Ross quickly sent another team of soldiers to handle the scene.
At the scene now, not to mention that heart, even the blood had been cleaned up. Even the leftovers of Target Number One's food had been recovered. Normally speaking, nothing useful could be found here.
But that was only under normal circumstances. Obviously, the wearer of the Omnitrix was not within the normal range.
Turning the Omnitrix, Yang Le selected a new Alien Hero and pressed the transformation button.
The white light dissipated, and an alien hero on all fours replaced Ultimate Fourarms.
This alien hero was covered in orange fur, with brown stripes distributed on the high-bulging back. On its round head, there were neither eyes nor ears, only an Omnitrix symbol inlaid in the very center. Below the symbol was a gaping mouth, and terrifying teeth like sabertooths protruded from its mouth. Its limbs touching the ground were all covered with sharp claws, and there was a long tail behind it.
This was precisely one of Ben's initial ten alien heroes, Wildmutt, and also one of the most suitable alien heroes for tracking.
Vapid Star was a severely polluted planet. The entire surface of Vapid Star no longer had places suitable for normal creatures to live, so Wildmutt, as a native species, naturally moved to live underground.
Over a long time, Wildmutt, in order to adapt to the dim underground environment, strengthened all their senses except for vision. But the price was that they permanently lost their eyes.
However, their most praised sense of smell and hearing perfectly compensated for the shortcoming. Wildmutt could even 'see' everything around them just by relying on their sense of smell.
And this was also the reason why Yang Le chose to transform into Wildmutt. Relying on his powerful sense of smell, Yang Le could easily find that Target Number One in this mixed steel city.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 487 The world is still full of good people
Yang Le lowered his head, put his nose to the Ground, and began searching for the remaining 'Message'.
This process was very difficult. As a large Supermarket, Walmart's customer traffic could only be described as terrifying. Relatively speaking, White People and Black People had stronger Body Odor, and with the influence of other Environment factors, accurately finding the Goal was not an easy task.
Moreover, in the Air, Yang Le also smelled a particularly strong Smell of Chemicals. It seemed to be the aftermath work done by the Troops, which undoubtedly added a lot of difficulty to Yang Le's retrieval of Message.
And, most crucially, Yang Le didn't know what Target No. 1 himself smelled like beforehand, so Yang Le's current behavior was no exaggeration to call a wild goose chase.
Of course, Yang Le had anticipated these difficulties, but why did he still transform into **Wildmutt**? Naturally, it was because of one point mentioned in the Military information—Heart.
Whether it was the process of digging out the Heart or the time the Heart was exposed, Blood must have flowed out. According to the Report submitted by the Thunderbolts, it was mentioned that Target No. 1's Heart was dug out when he transformed into a Giant.
The Thunderbolts were able to make this Judgment without witnessing it firsthand, which meant there was only one possibility: the size of the Heart discovered was far larger than a normal Human Heart.
A Giant's Heart wasn't just large in size; its Blood production must also have been astonishing. It was evident from the previous battles that the Blood loss was enormous.
This indicated that although the place looked brand new, not long ago, there must have been Blood here like a pool of Water. In such a short Time, the Military was able to clear all the Blood and spray Chemical Reagent to cover up the Blood Smell, which was quite remarkable.
However, for Yang Le, who had transformed into **Wildmutt**, these were only superficial measures. After using his Brain to process Odor Molecules for a while, Yang Le indeed discovered a very 'obvious' Smell.
This Smell gradually became clearer in **Wildmutt's** 'Eyes'. In **Wildmutt's** Line of Sight, a blood-red Road gradually became distinct. How could it be described?
Right, it was like the Pathfinding System in a Game. After determining the Goal on the Map, a line would appear on the Map or Road to guide you to the Goal.
"Hululu!"
Yang Le let out a satisfied low growl, and strode forward on all fours, following the blood-red line continuously.
...
"Huff~ Huff~ Huff!"
In an Alley where Sunlight couldn't reach, a Guy wearing a purple Hoodie was panting heavily. A strand of golden hair that had fallen from under his Hoodie was already soaked with sweat and stuck together.
The oversized Hoodie hung loosely on the Guy, like a tablecloth draped over him, looking strange no matter how you looked at it.
However, this wasn't the strangest thing. There was a large patch of red on the Guy's chest, which was very conspicuous even on the purple Clothes.
"This won't work," the Guy said, standing up from the Ground. "Those Guys will catch up soon."
The Guy wasn't sure how long his Illusion could deceive those People. Days of Experiment Life had instilled a Fear of the Army and Scientists in him. He always imagined the Army People as terrifying and felt that staying in one place for too long might lead to being caught.
He couldn't use that Power anymore. That Feeling was like drowning, his whole body powerless, watching helplessly as he was swallowed by the bottomless Sea Water. The Feeling of gradually losing Consciousness filled the Guy with Fear.
The Guy had a Feeling that as he used that Power more often, one day his Consciousness would be completely swallowed and he would never be able to change back.
So, the Guy resolved that unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn't use that Power again. He was just a nobody, with no Super Hero Dream, and no desire to become a Super Villain. He just wanted to Life.
If it weren't to cure his Cancer, he wouldn't have participated in this Experiment. Now, it was good that the Cancer was cured, but he had also turned into a Monster.
"Rumbling."
The Sound of a Car Engine approached. The Guy, like a frightened Bird, subconsciously shrank further into the Alley, but Curiosity compelled him to peek outside.
Thank goodness, it wasn't an Army Car, just a common Old Ford. That Car's outrageous Fuel consumption was its most notable feature. In normal circumstances, the Guy wouldn't have given this Car a second glance.
"If it weren't for the Situation, I wouldn't ride in this Car even if someone invited me."
"Spare me, **Johnny**," **Susan** in the passenger seat said irritably. "Finding a usable Car is good enough."
"I just Hope it can get us to the Safe Area," **Reed**, gripping the Steering wheel, said pessimistically. He had just glanced at the Car's Fuel Gauge, and it didn't inspire optimism.
"Save your Stamina, everyone," **Ben** said casually, leaning back in his seat. "If this Car breaks down, we'll have to walk. Conserving Stamina now is the priority."
"You've got a point, buddy," **Reed** said, giving a Thumb up.
"Whatever you say," **Ben** shrugged.
"There's someone up ahead, **Reed**," **Susan** said, squinting.
Following **Susan's** reminder, **Reed** also noticed a Person standing by the Road, face obscured. The Person was holding out his Right Hand, Thumb up, seemingly wanting a ride.
"What do you think?" **Reed** quietly slowed down, asking for the Opinion of the others in the Car.
"I think it's best not to meddle in other people's Business," **Johnny** said listlessly. His Injury prevented him from acting like a Young People in his twenties.
"I say we help," **Ben** stated.
"Of course, I'll consider both your opinions," **Reed** said.
"Help him, **Reed**," **Susan** chimed in.
Actually, **Reed** didn't want to help. If he had extra Strength, he wouldn't mind lending a hand, but he and his Partner were already in danger themselves. Helping others would be foolish, wouldn't it?
**Reed** remained silent, pressing the Accelerator harder, deciding to speed off and ignore the stranger.
The Guy watched the Car accelerate, his Gaze dimming. Although he hadn't held much Hope to begin with, the Feeling of being ignored and abandoned was truly unpleasant.
'I'll have to find a Method myself,' the Guy sighed.
"Screech!"
The Guy watched the Car stop in front of him. The Gaze that had just dimmed reignited. There are still good people in the world.
However, **Reed** in the driver's seat was so frustrated he wanted to slam the Steering wheel.
FK! No Fuel!
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 488 Robert Reynolds
"I was wondering about that."
Susan was talking quietly with Reed beside her, with a normal expression.
"Knowing you, I thought you would have pretended not to see him and sped past that passerby, instead of stopping the car next to a stranger. Turns out the car ran out of oil."
"I just didn't want any variables, Susan." Reed's eyes showed a hint of helplessness. Who would have thought the car would stop right next to that guy? It's impossible to leave him behind now.
"Maybe it's God's will." Susan playfully blinked, seeing Reed, who was usually full of foolproof plans, get stumped, even now, made her smile. She would remember this as a mental refreshment for a long time.
"Rather than God, I believe more in Murphy's Law," Reed replied in annoyance.
"I didn't really want to interrupt your conversation," Ben, carrying Johnny on his back, suddenly interjected, causing the two in front to turn around and look at him.
"But please remember, you two, we are running for our lives right now, not on an island on a honeymoon trip."
"Screw you, Ben," Susan said with a laugh and a scolding tone. Reed then gave his good brother a thumbs up, but changed it to a middle finger when Susan's line of sight shifted over.
"If we can't find another car, my death anniversary might come before your wedding anniversary," Johnny said weakly.
"Be strong, Johnny," Susan saw that her younger brother was joking, so her reply was also more casual. "Haven't you always said you are the strongest manly man? And that you wouldn't even make a sound if you got shot?"
"Did I say that? When?"
"When you were nine."
Johnny was speechless. He decided to conserve stamina and try to survive, rather than waste energy arguing pointlessly with Susan.
Watching the four, the atmosphere was good, but the hoodie guy who had just joined them by chance because the car ran out of oil felt out of place.
Even carrying a person on his back and having been a soldier, and having never stopped exercising in recent years, Ben still had plenty of energy. When he observed his surroundings again, he also noticed the hoodie guy silently following behind them.
Although Reed had allowed the guy to follow them, the hoodie guy was very self-aware and maintained a certain distance from Reed and the others from beginning to end.
Ben saw the hoodie guy's unease. He had seen many new recruits like the hoodie guy in the troops before. These kids were always ambitious at first, but after a while, some of them would become panic-stricken for various reasons.
Perhaps because of going on a mission, going to the battlefield, or perhaps because of bullying in the army, Ben had enlightened many such new recruits, so he could see the hoodie guy's inner heart unease at a glance.
"What's wrong, friend?" Ben slowly slowed down a bit, shortening the distance between himself and the hoodie guy to within an arm's length.
"Did something happen? You're falling behind."
"Ah? Oh!" The hoodie guy obviously didn't expect Ben to talk to him, first startled, then reacted and responded to Ben's words.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."
"I can see that, buddy." Johnny sized up the hoodie draped over the hoodie guy. The clothes were full of wrinkles, obviously, the guy couldn't fill out these clothes. Just by looking at this, you could tell how thin he was.
"Besides those addicts, I've never seen a human thinner than you, ouch!"
Ben silently released his hand that was pinching Johnny's leg, his smile still on his face.
"If you are feeling tired, we can take a break. It's indeed dinner time now."
Just like Ben said, it was already dusk. If the giant riot hadn't happened, he and Reed should be eating instant macaroni and cheese in their shared rental house.
Oh, no, today should be a little different, because Susan was originally going to come over and cook for the two of them tonight. This party was Ben's organization. Recently, Reed had been busy with his universe research, and Susan had complained to Ben more than once that she felt like she was single.
His identity was friend and roommate, but in fact, Ben, who was more like Reed's mother, had no choice but to organize this party. Originally, it was intended to let Reed and Susan have private time, but unexpectedly, this incident happened.
"No, no need," the hoodie guy waved his hand. "Running for our lives is more important. I can still hold on, don't worry about me."
Seeing the guy insist, Ben didn't know what to say. He was just about to say a few words of comfort when he suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, friend, we still don't know your name. My name is Ben Grimm." Ben jostled Johnny, who was about to fall asleep on his back.
"This guy is called Johnny. The two in front, the woman is Johnny's sister Susan, and the man is Susan's boyfriend Reed."
Afraid that the hoodie guy would resist, Ben first said the names of his group. The hoodie guy hesitated again and again after seeing this, and then said.
"Robert Reynolds, just call me Robert."
After exchanging names, Robert was obviously no longer as restrained as he was at the beginning. He would also make a response to Ben and Johnny's conversation and no longer fall to the back of the team, but walk parallel with Ben.
"Ben is still the same as before," Susan said with a smile, noticing what was happening behind them. "He's still as gentle as ever, it's like he hasn't changed since high school."
Reed was noncommittal about this. Ben was his best friend. Since they met, except for the few years when Ben was in the army, the two of them had almost always been together. Their understanding of each other might be even greater than his understanding of Susan.
Reed suddenly stopped walking. Susan was strangely moved, but before she could ask, Reed started walking again. Susan then realized that there was a car in good condition on Reed's inevitable path forward.
Reed smashed the car window as before. The car alarm sounded. Reed opened the door like a habitual thief, then sat in the driver's seat and began to maneuver. A few seconds later, the car alarm stopped, followed by the roar of the engine.
"Everyone, get in," Reed waved to the crowd. "This time the fuel level is sufficient, enough for us to drive out of New York City."
"Great!" Johnny perked up. "I thought we were going to sleep in a city full of giants tonight."
Ben also showed a smile. Carrying a human for so long, even an iron man would feel tired, let alone him. But while happy, he didn't forget to call Robert beside him.
"Hurry up, Robert, we have a car."
"Biu!"
A strange sound came from a distance. Ben's body hair stood on end all over his body. His brain hadn't even understood what was happening yet, but his body had already made a decision for him.
Ben subconsciously lunged forward and with extreme speed dodged behind an overturned car. Johnny was almost thrown behind the car by him, and then Ben pressed him down on the ground.
"Sniper! Take cover!"
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 489 Thunderbolts
Ben's warning was very jarring in the deserted Street, and everyone present heard it clearly.
Although Reed spends most of his time in the Laboratory, Ben always urges him to exercise. Plus, scientific Experiment also requires a good Body, so he is not as weak as a typical Bookworm.
Almost as soon as Ben's Words fell, Reed immediately reacted. He quickly pulled Susan, who was a beat slower to react, towards himself, and they both lay down in front of the Car.
Ben breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Reed and Susan were well hidden. At the same Time, he couldn't help but feel puzzled. Why would Gunshots suddenly ring out? And Gunshots with a Silencer?
'Not good!' Ben's expression changed. The Situation was too Emergency just now, and he had forgotten about Robert, who had just joined them.
Remembering this, Ben carefully picked up the Rearview Mirror Fragment from the Ground. After adjusting it to a suitable angle, Ben saw Robert lying in a Pool of blood.
Looking at the Hole in Robert's Back, which was stained red with Fresh Blood, Ben relied on the Direction Robert fell and the Position of the Gunshot wound to deduce the Direction the Bullet came from. Finally, with the help of the Rearview Mirror Fragment, he roughly locked onto a Goal.
It was a Apartment Building painted red. Ben saw a dark Gun barrel in the layers of Windows. The Position was roughly on the sixth floor. After killing Robert, the other party did not shoot again, and he didn't know what they were thinking.
Although he didn't know why, if they wanted to kill everyone in their group, the other party should have shot again after killing Robert. There was no need to wait until everyone else hid behind Obstacles.
Obviously, the other party was not some Lunatic Killer, but rather had a clear Goal, and this Goal was very likely Robert, or someone who looked very similar to Robert in clothing and appearance.
But this did not mean that the other party would definitely not kill him and Reed and the others. So Ben still did not dare to act rashly, even though he knew he should leave the Scene immediately, because something might happen next that they should not know.
He had seen similar Things many times in the Army.
…
"Target down."
Just as Ben had discovered, there was indeed a fully Armament and well-Equipment man standing in front of the Window of that Apartment. After taking down Robert, the other party did not leave the Sniper Rifle, but continued to observe the target's Response through the Sniper Scope.
"Oh?"
The man let out a low murmur of doubt, arousing the curiosity of his Partners.
"What's wrong, John?" A slightly old voice came from the Earphone. "Has there been a change in the target?"
"No, Captain." John used the Sniper Scope to confirm again before saying with a hint of surprise.
"I've been discovered, Captain. Someone among the four people following Target Number 1 has discovered me."
"That's not surprising." The old voice sounded again. "It's that strong man carrying the Wounded Person on his Back, right? Anthony has already Reported to me. That strong man's every move carries the Smell of a soldier. Obviously, the other party is a retired veteran."
"But no one can say 'old' in front of you, Captain." John said half-jokingly. The only Response he got was a hum of laughter from the old voice.
G. W. Bridge stood on a High-rise, holding a Telescope to observe Robert, who was lying on the Ground, not knowing if he was dead or alive. This place had an open view and was opposite the red Apartment Building where John was, perfectly sandwiching Reed and his group in between.
"Since the other party has discovered you, it shows he has some skill. Anthony?"
"Checked, Captain." Anthony's calm voice sounded in the Earphone. "The strong man's Name is Ben Grimm. He once served in the Marine Corps and was an excellent pilot. A year ago, he was selected to become a NASA astronaut and has just passed various professional trainings."
"Still an elite." Bridge emphasized the word 'elite', causing low laughter in the Communication Channel.
Indeed, Ben was not only from the Marine Corps, but was even selected as an astronaut. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was indeed a well-known elite, but compared with the members of the Thunderbolts, he paled in comparison.
Although one should remain serious during a Mission, appropriate jokes can adjust the mentality of Subordinates. G. W. Bridge's experience as an old man is not only reflected in his Limbs skills, but also in his way of dealing with Subordinates.
"Flash, report the State of Target Number 1." After the joke, Bridge returned to the Main Topic again. Flash Thompson, who had laughed the loudest just now, became the target of his reprimand.
"Yes, Captain." Although Thompson was the youngest, he did not hold back at this Time, and truthfully Reported what he saw on the Instrument.
"Target Number 1's Body Temperature has not decreased, but has instead increased. It has risen to 40℃, but there is still a considerable Distance from Mutation."
'This is strange?' Bridge was puzzled in his Heart. He had felt strange as early as after Robert fell. According to the Information given by those Bookworms, these Monsters would immediately Transformation into Giants after receiving Life-threatening danger.
This is like a person's Body Temperature gradually increasing after catching a cold, which is a kind of Body Protection mechanism. But Target Number 1 has not changed at all at this Time. If it weren't for Flash's Report, Bridge would have thought they had killed the wrong person.
"Everyone stand by for three minutes." After a brief thought, Bridge ordered. "Observe the State of Target Number 1. If there is no change in three minutes, we will pack up and call it a day."
"Roger!" ×4.
Three minutes of Time was very fast for Bridge and others, but it was torment for Reed and others who were facing unknown Life-threatening danger.
Reed looked at Susan lying on top of him. Even though he was surrounded by beauty, he did not have a single lewd Idea. Reed was definitely not the kind of person who could have his Brain full of dirty thoughts while being pointed at by a Gun.
"What do we do now?" Susan asked, leaning on Reed's Chest.
"To be honest, I don't know either." Reed said helplessly. They couldn't move at all now. No matter how smart Reed was, he had no Method. They had to find a Method to find out the Sniper's Position first.
They could only place their Hope on Ben. Reed sighed helplessly.
Ben was also helpless at this Time. He couldn't even leave the Obstacles now. He needed to know that Reality was not a Movie. He couldn't have the special Physique of being bulletproof like the male protagonist in Movies. That was a Sniper Rifle, impossible to dodge.
"Ben, do you Smell a burnt Smell?" Johnny, who had not spoken for a long Time, suddenly Opening his mouth. He was constantly twitching his Nose at this Time.
After Johnny said this, Ben also noticed an unusual burnt Smell. Just as he was searching for the source of the Smell, a beast-like roar suddenly came from behind him.
"Roar!"
"Target Number 1's Body Temperature is rising sharply! The target is undergoing Mutation!"
Facing Thompson's urgent Report, Bridge still held up his Telescope and replied indifferently.
"I see it. I'm not yet presbyopic."
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 490 Robert vs. Thunderbolts
Even with his back turned, hiding behind the overturned car, Ben could clearly see the eerie green light emanating from behind him in his peripheral vision. Along with the green light came an alarming heat.
In just a few seconds, Ben could feel a burning pain from the car door he was leaning against. He immediately moved away from the car door and crouched down, trying to peek through the car window to see what was happening behind him.
Then he saw a pair of giant green feet. Without hesitation, Ben immediately grabbed Johnny beside him. He couldn't care less about the other man's injury at this point, only thinking about escaping as quickly as possible.
Almost as soon as Ben left the car he was hiding behind, the overturned car was flipped away by a great strength. A four-meter-tall giant humanoid creature, entirely green, was standing where the car had been, roaring at the sky.
"Move out!" Bridge picked up the tactical backpack that had been thrown aside and began rappelling down from the rooftop using a rope. "The target has awakened. Our mission is to silence him again!"
"Roger!" ×4
"Josiah, it's your entrance!" Bridge landed steadily and straddled a uniquely shaped motorcycle in one stride. "Engage him. John and **Electro** will provide fire support."
"Roger that, Boss!"
Josiah, sitting in a dimly lit room, moved his hands and then excitedly placed them on the two steering wheels in front of him.
"Josiah Bradley, launching!"
…
Ben would bet that his current state could definitely break the troops' record for weight-bearing running. Even those specially trained punks couldn't beat him now, but he felt no joy at all. Instead, he hated himself for not having more legs.
Johnny, carried on Ben's shoulder, was even more filled with fear because, due to his position, he could clearly see the giant chasing after them. The giant was in a very strange state.
The muscles on the giant's body were constantly wriggling, looking like a waterbed filled with water, changing almost every second, but overall, it was still humanoid.
Thanks to those legs that looked like Playdough, the giant's moving speed was actually not fast, not comparable to the one they encountered before, but it was still not something a human carrying a heavy object could outrun. He estimated that they would be caught up in a few more seconds.
"Faster, Ben!" Johnny shouted hoarsely.
Ben's eyes were wide open, filled with blood vessels. He was already trying his best and didn't even have free time to respond to Johnny. Otherwise, Ben would definitely have cursed out loud.
Johnny was even more energetic than before he was injured. This was because the giant's hand had already reached out, less than half a meter away from his head.
Watching the giant palm about to grab his head, Johnny only hated that he wasn't a turtle, unable to retract his head.
Just as he thought he was about to die young, a piercing car horn sounded. Johnny's peripheral vision only caught a glimpse of a truck with a dazzling silver car front driving over from the other intersection.
This piercing roar not only attracted Johnny's attention but also the giant chasing after them. The giant turned his head and saw a metal giant beast crashing towards him with full force.
"Jump, Ben!"
Seeing that he and Ben were also about to be caught in the truck's collision range, Johnny had an idea and immediately shouted for Ben to jump.
Ben, running for his life, had no extra energy to check what was happening beside him, but he still chose to believe Johnny's judgment. Gritting his teeth despite his burning lungs and aching legs, he jumped up and lunged forward.
Johnny's judgment was correct. If they continued running, they would definitely be caught in the collision. Ben's all-out leap saved both of their lives, but humans were ultimately no match for the speed of a car. So, when he jumped, Ben's foot still brushed against the car front of the truck.
This impact caused Ben, who was lunging forward, to lose his balance and spin to the side, falling out. Johnny was the same. They both rolled on the ground for several laps before stopping, lying on the ground unable to move.
"Boom!"
The Peterbilt 389's highly recognizable car front directly crashed into the giant's body. This highway truck, famous for its power, forcefully pushed the giant to slide out for dozens of meters.
Anthony, sitting in the driver's seat, frowned, holding the steering wheel with one hand and then shifting gears. The truck's car front began to turn, drifting for several meters while also swinging the cargo box behind him to the front.
The giant's legs sank deeply into the asphalt road, and his hands firmly grasped the car front, even his fingers digging in. With a roar, he finally stopped the truck, but before he could let out a roar of victory, a new round of attack came again.
"Bang!"
The cargo box dragged behind the truck made a loud noise, and a large hole burst open on the side. A mecha, even larger than the giant, drilled out of the hole, crashing into the giant's side and sending the giant flying again.
During the flight, the mecha continued to attack the giant with its free time arm, and finally, it threw the giant into mid-air and then used the missiles it carried to bombard the giant.
"Eat lead, Monster!" Josiah pressed the fire button. The two machine guns on the mecha's shoulders began to fire at the giant in mid-air. With AI assistance, Josiah didn't even need to bother aiming.
The sky above this block was momentarily shrouded in smoke, but this did not hinder Josiah's line of sight at all. This mecha, personally designed by Howard Stark, was equipped with all the special vision systems that humans could currently use. Nothing could escape its 'eyes'.
As the giant continued to fall, the machine gun barrels also continuously moved from top to bottom. The terrifying metal storm almost turned the giant in the air into a pile of mud. Green blood rain fell from the sky, giving this block a baptism.
Knowing that the system prompted that the gun barrels were about to overheat, Josiah released his hand from the trigger. The deafening gunshot finally stopped, and the block returned to silence once again.
"Target No. 1 is still alive." Thompson's voice sounded in the channel. Josiah clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Tch, I can see that too."
Glancing at the remaining ammunition, Josiah shouted in the communication channel, "I need to resupply ammunition here, cover me."
"Roger."
"I'm watching."
Thompson and John responded one after another. Josiah quickly maneuvered the mecha back to the side of the cargo box. Anthony had already driven the truck away, leaving only the cargo box carrying resupply.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, two black, narrow rectangular blocks fell from the mecha's lower back. Those were the mecha's missile nest. With Josiah's skilled operation and AI assistance, the mecha quickly retrieved two identical blocks from the cargo box and loaded them onto its lower back.
While Josiah was replacing ammunition, the giant had already treated his injury. The original a pile of mud had initially regained a humanoid shape.
(End of Chapter)