Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Chapter 262 Black Snake: I win this time

The Ursus Mission's Caravan

The roar of the powerful Originium engine echoed in the city, and a convoy of four vehicles sped along the spacious and quiet straight road.

Two armored vehicles led the way in front, and one armored vehicle followed behind, protecting the steel beast that Speaker Witte was riding in the middle.

"Colonel Ivan, how is the progress of the assassin cleanup mission?" Witt used the car radio to communicate with Ivan and inquire about the situation.

"..." There was a rustling sound from the radio, followed by Colonel Ivan's deep and hoarse voice.

"It went very smoothly. We cleared out all the suspicious people around our residence, and we also ran into some Sarkaz people..."

Witt listened to Ivan's report quietly, and did not relax his vigilance against potential assassins. Witt took Roy's reminder to heart.

Countless assassination experiences have made Witt understand the assassins' style. Unless the mission is terminated or all the assassins are dead, this group of lunatics will not stop.

The journey back to our residence is still full of dangers.

"Notify the convoy to move at full speed." Witt ordered the driver.

"Yes!" The guard sitting in the co-pilot's seat picked up the radio and transmitted the order to the entire convoy. However, all that came back was a harsh electrical noise, with no response from other teammates.

"What's going on? Please respond if you hear me! Please respond if you hear me!" The guard switched to the backup channel and called continuously, but there was still dead silence in the radio station.

"It's here as expected." Witt's expression was gloomy. He took out a special metal box from the secret compartment in the car seat, with a dark red button in the middle.

As long as you press the button hard, the inner guards who have been waiting outside the city will immediately move into the city at high speed to provide support.

"It's foggy..." The two armored vehicles leading the way disappeared in the white fog. The experienced driver slowed down, turned on the fog lights, pressed the horn rhythmically, and signaled to move forward.

The thick white fog seemed to block all sounds and lights, and confused the direction. The driver did not dare to step on the accelerator hard, because once he hit an obstacle and broke down, the vehicle would completely turn into an iron coffin.

The three armored vehicles that were originally responsible for the escort work were first overturned by a high-energy stone bomb detonated remotely by magic, and then they were bombarded repeatedly by Ursus military convenient artillery, leaving the people in the vehicles no chance to fight back.

A group of assassins took advantage of the fact that the escort was suppressed and rushed into the white fog wearing gas masks. The pupils of one of them shrank into scarlet snake pupils, and the expression on his face was distorted.

The bayonet held tightly in the hand exudes an ominous black mist, which continuously infects the user's body.

The bayonet was once the weapon of a captain-level elite internal guard, who was killed in a brutal battle in Sunset Canyon.

The weapons used were contaminated by evil spirits and became extremely sharp, able to easily penetrate all armor currently equipped by the Ursus military.

Black Snake obtained this weapon from the military and used it as a can opener to rip open the car that Witt was riding in.

It knew that the continuous explosions must have been noticed by the Demon King, and it had to seize the opportunity and act decisively.

The experienced driver stepped on the accelerator and steered the wheel sharply the moment he noticed the assassin approaching.

The powerful Originium engine roared, driving the heavy car body to drift and run over the approaching assassin. For a moment, the sound of bones breaking and screams were heard, and the splattered blood dyed the thick windshield red.

The black snake reacted quickly to avoid the rear end of the car that was sweeping past, and stabbed out with the sharp bayonet.

"Rip!" A big hole was instantly torn in the outer layer of armor at the tail, but unexpectedly there was an inner layer inside.

The reactive armor, originally designed to defend against Originium shells, had chemical reaction dust filling the interlayer, which spread out and temporarily blocked Black Snake's vision.

Witt, who was sitting in the car, heard the movement at the rear of the car, his expression was calm, and his right thumb was already on the button, ready to press the button at any time.

The portable artillery that was suppressing the escort convoy outside the fog ran out of ammunition, and the assassins began to use spells and crossbows in an attempt to continue the suppression.

Seeing the firepower weakening, the experienced soldiers immediately deployed light armor to cover the large troops entering the white fog to find and protect the Speaker.

The remaining elite warlocks used the overturned armored vehicle as cover and fought back against the remaining assassins.

On the rooftop not far away, Roy and Theresa stood side by side, their eyes penetrating the white fog that filled the entire block.

The guards who entered the white fog waved their weapons and fought back and forth with the remaining assassins. Some were crushed to the ground and seriously injured, while the assassins who were still gasping for breath were quickly killed.

The clone that had previously captured the Black Snake's will has now returned to its original form and handed control of the Black Snake to Theresa.

Theresa seemed to recognize her old friend. She tied up the black snake with magic thread and hung it in the air.

“Black Snake, I realize that I seem to have overestimated you. You didn’t force Speaker Witte to call the internal guards, and Theresa and I didn’t have to take any action. We just came here to watch the show.”

Roy flicked the snake's head with his finger and said sarcastically.

"..." Black Snake remained silent, and it was unclear whether he had nothing to say or was holding back a big move.

Witt breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the situation stabilized temporarily. Now he just had to wait for the guards to arrive and clean up the assassins. After the convoy was reorganized, they could continue on their way.

The black snake in the center of the battle was still trying to break through the car body, but the toughness of the inner armor was beyond its imagination, and the bayonet could not break through it in a short time.

Seeing that there were only a few assassins still able to fight on the field, Black Snake made up his mind and slid under the car.

He stabbed with all his strength at the position where Witt might be, and the bayonet pierced through the armor under the car like a hot knife cutting through butter.

The black snake was delighted and was about to continue to expand the gap. The next second, a familiar black sword pierced through the heart of this body from top to bottom.

"Black Snake, you lose this round..." Before consciousness left, the cold and calm words whispered in my ears.

The black snake in the Ursus noble manor shook the wine glass in his hand and said with a smug smile: "Roy, you lose this time..."

Witt in the car was not afraid of the expected assassination, but was frightened by Roy who suddenly appeared beside him and his heart was beating wildly.

The opponent's ability to appear and disappear at will means that no matter where you hide, you are not absolutely safe.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid I won't have a chance..." Witt tried to stay calm, his fingers gripping the inner guard summoner turning white from the effort.

The bayonet, which emitted an ominous black mist, pierced through the bottom of the car and the seat, and almost pierced Witt's thigh. Roy pushed Witt's thigh away with one hand and fought back with the sword in the other.

As Roy spoke, the co-pilot's guard quickly pulled out a dagger and stabbed at him without even looking back.

"Ding!" The tip of the blade hit the magic shield, and dazzling sparks splashed out as it collapsed.

The driver controlled the steering wheel with one hand, took out a magic wand from somewhere, and pointed it at Roy's face.

"lay down your weapon!"

"stop!"

The guard and Witt shouted deafeningly at the same time, and the scene was quite awkward for a while.

Roy smiled at Witt, loosened his grip on the sword, and withdrew his hand from Witt's thigh.

"Chairman Witte, are you touched?"

"I can't say I'm touched, but I really don't dare to move." Witt glanced at the bayonet that was so close to him and tightened his legs.

Once you are stabbed by this thing, you will be in great trouble from the evil power.