Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 69 No, you jerk! We are teammates, jerk!
"The location of the New York Grand Temple has been discovered. The coordinates have been sent to John, but I don't know if he can make it there."
Mason and the other two quickly left the Phoenix Project laboratory. Barbara frowned and said:
“The remote camera I placed on John is completely inoperable. It must have been destroyed by electromagnetic interference. But he just said that there is an A-level person chasing him?
If there are still A-level personnel operating in this world and their goal is the same as ours, which is to find out the truth about the prophecy here, then why did Mr. Hunter send us here?
Why would that A-level personnel target Zha Kang?
Is it really like he said, that we are the scapegoats sent here by Mr. Hunter?"
"Based on my understanding of the hunter, he probably didn't have this idea. We were just unlucky this time and happened to encounter this incident."
Mason walked into the elevator in front of him, pulled out the Widowmaker rifle with his backhand, and said with a sullen face:
"But there is another possibility that Mr. Hunter himself is unaware of the existence of this A-level personnel. From the sandstorm incident, we can see that the relationship between the three mentors is not peaceful and friendly.
They also have competition and conflict.
And if I were the secret monitor , I would set a trap for outsiders to lure higher-level forces into it, and I would not just put out a golden apple as bait.
Perhaps another great mentor also received the same bait signal, and the A-level personnel who was hunting down Zha Kang was the investigator he sent out.
The nature of their actions is no different from ours.
But it seems that this 'colleague''s style of doing things is exactly the opposite of ours. Now listen to me, we should..."
"Enter combat mode..."
"careful!"
The moment the elevator door opened, a prompt popped up in front of Mason's eyes. Second Tong, who had been silent all the time, seemed to sense the danger. He threw Barbara to the ground and kicked Mason in the knee, causing the captain to fall to the ground in an embarrassed posture.
But this action saved lives.
Just as Mason lay down, three bullets with completely unpredictable trajectories hit him without warning at the spot where he was just standing, creating sparks.
Mason rolled on the ground, raised his gun and fired. The quickly charged kinetic bullet made a sharp sound, pierced through the vehicle obstacle in front of him, and accurately shot the attacker in the head.
The second barrel also rushed out like a ghost and killed the remaining attackers after three explosions of the kinetic revolver.
But this is only the first wave, the danger has just arrived.
"You didn't have to kick me like that."
Mason got up and brushed the dust off his pants, then said to Ertong expressionlessly:
"I can get away from it."
“I’m used to it.”
Ertong shrugged his shoulders and loaded bullets into the large-caliber kinetic revolver in his hand, while looking at the three attackers who were torn to pieces and driven away at his feet. They were all wearing the most ordinary clothes, and one of them was an old man.
It was exactly the posture a pedestrian passing by on the street should have, not like a killer at all.
"I think I saw this old man on the side of the road just now?"
Barbara came over with a pistol in hand, stared at the old man for a few seconds, and said:
"He was watering the flowers in the park outside the parking lot. He was smiling at me just now. What the hell is going on in this world?"
"You have just read the secret Abstergo files."
Mason explained in a low voice:
“The humans currently existing in this world more or less have Isu genes. Although the concentration of most people’s blood is too low to awaken superpowers, they obviously also have some abilities that ordinary people in other worlds do not have.
For example, this completely unscientific concealment of murderous intent.
You have no idea who the killer is until they pull out their gun and shoot you."
"I can feel it."
Ertong shook his head and said:
“It’s not that the killing intent is completely concealed, it just weakens the change in the aura. In fact, it only takes a period of training... Someone is coming!
A lot of people. ”
"Don't get entangled with them, get ready to rush out."
Mason took out the miniature Batmobile model from his arms and threw it on the ground. The faint light of voodoo magic flickered, making this "city tank" show its hideous appearance in the underground parking lot.
As the three approached, the cockpit of the Batmobile automatically opened, and a gentle voice sounded from it, saying:
"Welcome back, passengers. AI driver Delaman is here to serve you wholeheartedly. A large amount of malicious life and explosives have been detected ahead. Combat mode activated!
Please fasten your seat belts, it may be a bit bumpy."
"Is this the future AI you got from Judy? Judy said there were some problems with its data logic and it was a dangerous defective product. But I think it's pretty smart."
Barbara sat in the driver's seat, releasing the combat drone at the rear of the vehicle to float around the Batmobile like a "floating cannon" and controlled by the operating system in her brain. At the same time, she curiously looked at the figure projected on the screen of the Batmobile.
The latter maintains the image of a bald white man, with no hair on his face and lips that are a strange green color.
"Delaman is not a defective product. It is indeed the crystallization of future technology from Night City."
Mason pulled out the vehicle-mounted weapons control console from the co-pilot seat. While twitched his lips and answered:
"This AI is just plain crazy. Sit tight. From what I know, it will be very violent in combat mode..."
"Ahahahaha, I'll kill you! Didi! Bastard!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp, neurotic electronic sound came from the dashboard of the Batmobile, scaring Barbara and Ertong in the car.
Before they could react, the Batmobile, which was originally parked, used a "launch start" like a sports car to instantly push its power to the extreme.
With a roar like a wild beast, the ferocious "tank" rammed the two cars in front of it and rushed towards the exit. The assassin team of more than 30 people were still setting up defenses outside the parking lot when they suddenly saw a black shadow smashing the wall and rushing out violently.
It rushed forward and knocked away a group of unlucky guys, then burned its tires and swung its tail in place, while firing smoke bombs under the control of Ertong and deflecting all the bullets fired at the car body.
The weapon system controlled by Mason did not fire. He did not want to waste bullets on these trash.
The in-vehicle AI Delaman, which entered combat mode, combined with the Batmobile's extraordinary sturdiness, was enough to deal with these ordinary killers, and the pitifully small-caliber firearms they used for assassinations could not even leave a scratch on the car.
A minute later, the killers blocking the exit of the parking lot were knocked away or knocked unconscious by the "angry form" of Delaman. After the explosives were violently smashed and destroyed, more advanced firepower followed.
Three black helicopters spewed battlefield-level firepower from high in the sky to the ground, chasing relentlessly with dazzling flames in the darkness before dawn.
The AI-driven car was not affected by the heavy firepower and shuttled quickly through the city in the dark. The drone controlled by Barbara joined the battlefield and quickly detonated a helicopter in the air.
But that does not change the troublesome situation they now face.
On the highway leading out of the city, civilian cars kept rushing out of the traffic on both sides to try to stop the Batmobile from escaping. The killers in this world are not only "hidden in the city" but also really ruthless when they need to fight to the death.
After five consecutive times of people and cars being knocked away and explosions occurring on the road, Barbara couldn't bear it anymore, not to mention how the killers felt.
She is not the kind of person who would treat human life as worthless.
"They are hindering our speed. There must be more troublesome obstacles ahead. We can't go on like this."
Batgirl connected a data port to the Batmobile's console and exchanged data directly with the current driver, Delamain.
She used the Batmobile's more powerful electromagnetic transmitter to upload the intrusion protocol virus and continuously send it to surrounding vehicles.
As a result, wherever the Batmobile passed, the engines of vehicles on both sides of the road were passively shut down.
It was like an invisible mobile 'mechanical stop' barrier, which prevented the killers hiding on the road from using suicide attacks to slow down the advance of Team K.
"I don't think they'd appreciate your kindness."
Mason said this quietly, and then activated the vehicle-mounted weapon system. Two EMP missiles were launched into the sky, causing the helicopter that was chasing them to lose balance and fall backwards.
“But it’s helpful.”
Barbara scanned the surroundings for life signals and said:
"They won't come here to die meaninglessly."
"This is not a good sign, Barbara. The departure of small fry often means the arrival of real troublemakers."
Two barrels in the back seat of the modified Batmobile said:
"To reach the Great Temple outside the city, we have to pass through a road with complex terrain. If I were their commander, I would set up an interception there..."
"Fire coverage bombing warning!"
The in-vehicle AI Delaman in "angry mode" screamed, and the speeding Batmobile suddenly slowed down and skidded in place, making a multiple S-shaped snake-skin movement.
The continuous rocket attacks from a distant position almost detonated right at the direction of the Batmobile.
Mixed in there are also vicious EMP impact missiles. Once a vehicle is hit by this thing, even a super vehicle like the Batmobile will lose power in a short period of time.
Such precise firepower projection clearly showed that the military of this world had taken action.
"Can't you say something nice with your crow mouth?"
Mason complained as the Batmobile continued to vibrate rapidly.
Fortunately, the owner was willing to invest in his vehicle to make the internal suspension of the car very stable, so that it does not cause more physical burden to the passengers during emergency dodges like convulsions.
However, at the moment when the bombing stopped, a sudden gunshot and the shattering of the Batmobile's cockpit glass made the three people alert at the same time.
The bullet that shattered the car window hit Barbara's forehead accurately in the driver's seat. If this sister had not been wearing a bulletproof mask and the bullet's kinetic energy had not been weakened by the bulletproof glass, this would not have been just a simple scare.
"To be able to maintain such accuracy at this speed, this is undoubtedly a superb shooting skill."
Mason pulled Barbara, who was rubbing her head, and made her lie on the seat. He fired the car-mounted missile in the direction of the gunman, but such an attack would probably be difficult to eliminate the attacker.
During this gap, the onboard AI seemed to have regained its "sanity". It quickly maneuvered the Batmobile to stop in front of a collapsed tunnel, right in the opponent's blind spot.
"At least one assassin saint is ahead..."
He pulled back Er Tong, who was about to jump out of the cockpit to fight back, and said to the two men:
"Change of plan! Now you two go pick up John. We are very close to the Continental Hotel. Go find him. If possible, take him to the Great Temple to join me. If not, evacuate back to Star Castle first.
Tell Mr. Hunter what happened here.
Let that guy come to the rescue immediately."
"Can you do it alone?"
Ertong said in a deep voice:
"How about I stay here? I'm an assassin too, and I've been trained as a killer, so maybe I can find his weakness and subdue him. Mason, you're not good at close combat, and it'll be hard for you to win against an assassin saint with superb shooting skills."
"Don't be silly. What I asked you to do is risking your life."
Mason said:
"There's an A-level person hunting down Zha Kang over there. The risk you two have to take is much higher than mine. Moreover, even our three-man team has been dispatched with assassins to eliminate them. The attack on the mainland hotel will only be more fierce.
I'd trade with you two, but it takes two to operate my new big toy, and Barbara has to be one of them.
Stop talking nonsense!
I'm the captain, listen to me!"
He interrupted the discussion forcefully, took out his magic briefcase from the storage box of the Batmobile, turned on the switch of the Traceless Extension Spell, and a huge black shadow was thrown next to the Batmobile.
It was the Demon Lizard All-Terrain Assault Tank that was obtained from the garage of the Next Life Team.
"You two go quickly, and remember not to scratch my car."
Mason pointed at the behemoth that was several times more ferocious than the Batmobile and urged:
"Zha Kang also said that the golden apple in my hand is a bait. Whoever holds this thing will be regarded as the primary target. I can't run away. I can only buy you some time here.
The individual strength of this world may be excellent, the organizational structure is also quite perfect, and they also master ancient alien technology. However, their backwardness in the field of military technology is their biggest shortcoming.
At least I know there are no violent things like mechas here, this 'cute' is enough for you to run rampant in the city."
Barbara and Ertong were almost driven into the control room of the magic lizard. The operator of this thing requires the consciousness of two people to share the pressure of human-computer interaction at the conscious level. Ertong could not intervene without a brain-computer interface, but Mason's initial transformation allowed the on-board AI Delaman to take on part of the driving work.
Barbara will operate the weapon system, and Ertong will be responsible for the sudden rescue.
Soon it was started up, and with a low and harsh energy explosion, the anti-gravity thrusters were activated, allowing the trackless heavy tank to float in the air.
This huge movement immediately attracted the killers' counterattack. In an instant, more than thirteen anti-tank rockets were fired at it. However, the poor firepower did not even blow up the scandium alloy reactive armor. Instead, a round of precise bursts from the 25mm double-barreled rapid-fire cannon silenced the firepower in front.
The Batmobile took the opportunity to start and carried Mason towards the outside of the city.
After rushing out of this area with complex terrain, Mason hadn't even breathed a sigh of relief when a low engine roar sounded behind the Batmobile. He glanced at the Batmobile's rear-view monitoring system and found a red sports car following behind him.
The speed of that thing was so fast that even though Delaman kept accelerating, he couldn't get rid of it. Instead, the distance between the two cars was getting closer and closer. After a few minutes, when the distance between the two cars was less than 20 meters, Mason finally saw the face of the expressionless and lonely man in a black suit sitting in the driver's seat of the sports car.
"Johnny Silverhand! What's the point of you not setting Arasaka Tower on fire in Night City but coming here to cause trouble for me? Or should I call you the most handsome John Constantine in all parallel worlds?
You must be a time-space alien, right?
If Constantine in my team really looked like you, Xiao Zu would have fallen in love with him a long time ago. Tsk tsk, you can obviously rely on your looks to make a living, but you insist on relying on your talent to get yourself into trouble, right?"
Mason pouted and complained.
He grabbed the cursed clip and stuffed it into the Widowmaker rifle in his hand.
At the moment the cockpit of the high-speed Batmobile popped open, he stood up and aimed backwards. The quickly charged bullet flew out of the muzzle, and the killer behind him almost aimed at Mason and pulled the trigger at the same moment.
The next second, two people were shot at the same time.
The fully accelerated kinetic energy bullet fired by Mason was as powerful as a sniper bullet at this distance. It pierced through the bulletproof glass of the sports car and tore open the seemingly ordinary but actually bulletproof black suit on the opponent's body amid flying debris.
Leaving a fatal penetrating wound on the guy's neck, the cursed bullet made him weak for a moment when it touched his flesh, but he recovered quickly.
The opponent's obviously modified large-caliber bullet did not affect Mason's bulletproof vest, but the kinetic energy of the bullet caused Mason to shake his body as if he was "saluting each other."
In the wind dancing around him, Mason put away his rifle and raised his left hand as if to cast a forbidden spell, aiming at the sports car behind him.
In the flash of lightning from the gravity ring, he shouted:
"John Wick! Saint Assassin, I didn't kill your dog or plot to kill your wife, so let's discuss this and stop chasing here, OK?"
While Mason used the gravity hammer to lift the latter's sports car off, the lonely male assassin jumped out of the car in a cool posture. His answer was to take out a golden Isu crystal throwing knife and aim it at the Batmobile...
leave!
BOOM!!!
