Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 63
But one step earlier than the roar of the M2 heavy machine gun, there was the roar of the bolt pistol.

Even if the Porsche and the armored vehicle are both in different accelerations, there are a large number of influencing error factors in shooting——

And the machine gunner cunningly hides his body behind the M2 heavy machine gun as much as possible.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The golden light in Lu Mingfei's eyes was shining, he pulled the trigger of the bolt gun, and emptied all the metal storm bombs.

"Snapped!"

The machine gunner's head was blown apart first, and the flying flesh and brain fragments drifted with the wind.

The second is the 12.7mm Browning M2 heavy machine gun and 40mm grenade launcher mounted on the roof. These two weapons that could tear this Porsche to pieces exploded and were scrapped.

Finally, there is the M240 machine gun at the rear of the car. Although the caliber is only 7.62mm, it is also a weapon that cannot be underestimated.

"Wow. Is your speech spirit actually 'Holy Judgment'?"

Angers exclaimed, he grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, and the shiny jackknife was cut into his wrist.

"What is the effect of the Holy Judgment?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Ignore the defense and hit the target [-]% of the time. The "Quick Hand Henkel" speech spirit just now is—fuck! I am teaching the students in person now!"

Ange scolded Guo Quintessence, the cigar fell from his mouth, and burned a small hole in his expensive custom-made suit.

His lecture was interrupted by the brutal crash of the armored vehicle.

This new eight-wheeled armored vehicle designed for the US military in the 21st century battlefield, the basic Stryker M1126, chose to hit it with its own solid composite armor after the weapon system was scrapped.

Angers stepped on the accelerator, and the engine let out a bursting roar, pulling the speed of the Porsche 911 to 90 mph, and immediately opened the distance from the armored vehicle.

"If my Porsche wasn't from 2007 but from 1942, I'd definitely show this little squishy car what a real armored car is!"

Angers scolded.

"Does the 1942 Porsche have a hood?"

Lu Mingfei stood up from the car with his long alchemy sword in his hand, the golden light in his eyes was like boiling waves.

"Add a car cover? Add armor!"

Angers corrected, "The German Tiger P heavy tank during World War II was the work of Dr. Porsche...Unfortunately, it is not for sale now."

"I have to say that you stand very steadily, but it's a pity that I don't have an RPG in the car, otherwise I can let you blast off."

Lu Mingfei stood on the rear of a Porsche that was speeding at [-] mph, the biting cold wind seemed to be blowing on an iron tower that could not shake it at all.

Although this kind of behavior of standing on a convertible car as a target is likely to repeat the mistakes of a certain American president, Lu Mingfei is not afraid at all.

The "Premonition Foreboding" ability of the prophecy-type psionic power is still on. No matter how far away it is, as long as the bullets aimed at him or Anger are fired, Lu Mingfei can have a premonition immediately.

After the battle at the Sacred Heart Maria Hospital, Lu Mingfei quickly confirmed and accepted the fact that he had acquired the spiritual power of the divination system——

The father of genes, Sanguinius, is a powerful divination psyker.

And when using psionic energy, he could feel that his consciousness was enveloped by the sacred and soft golden light, not the erratic and weird subspace curtain.

The ability used to kill the machine gunner just now is "Unfortunate Misfortune"——

Lu Mingfei reversed the "fate" of the machine gunner, the first bomb that was supposed to hit the M2 heavy machine gun hit the weakest part of his defense - it exploded on his forehead.

He looked beyond the M1126 that was chasing after him, and stared at the two white refrigerated trucks following behind, with smiling pigs printed on the front of the trucks waving to him.

But there was no one in the driver's seat, and neither truck had a driver present.

And the loudspeaker on the front of the car reminded Lu Mingfei of bad memories.

"Go outside the city."

He said.

"Of course."

Ang Rou nodded, maintaining an appropriate speed and hoisting the Stryker armored vehicle behind.

This made him a little uncomfortable.

They don't need to run away now, they just need to find a quiet place to get rid of each other.

So he couldn't come to a hearty drag racing.

People on both sides of the street exclaimed and took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the armored vehicle chasing the luxury sports car.

It was close to zero in the middle of the night in Chicago, and Angers drove all the way into the South District of Chicago.

Fuller Park, one of the areas with the highest crime rate in Chicago, where crimes such as shootings and robberies are commonplace, belongs to the kind of place where "life is good and bullets are full".

A luxurious Porsche sports car has attracted the attention of many residents who are still wandering the streets late at night, and there are also gang members such as motorcycle gangs among them.

This aroused their interest, and immediately some high-flying boys twisted the accelerator, wanting to have a chase.

The roaring armored car immediately dispelled all their thoughts.

"The commissioners of the executive department in Chicago have rushed over and are ready to meet up."

Angers put down his phone and slowed the Porsche to 60 mph.

It is illegal to use mobile phones while driving in the United States, and Angers probably doesn't care about such things.

And now they are approaching the highway entrance in the outskirts of Chicago. Even the street lights on this road are in a state of disrepair, so there is no such thing as a surveillance probe.

"Those two refrigerated trucks... I don't know if 'their' mass-produced Deadpool is in there, but it's definitely not ice cream or refrigerated steak."

"Let's get rid of them here, shall we?"

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei responded lightly, and then jumped down from the rear of the car with his long alchemy sword in his hand.

"Hey! Don't play handsome in this way!"

Angers stepped on the brakes in a hurry, and the piercing grinding sound was heard far away in the night, and the Porsche dragged for a long distance before the speed dropped from 60 mph to 0.

But Lu Mingfei lost his inertia after just a few rolls, and stood firmly in the middle of the road.

On the far side of the road, the Stryker M1126 armored vehicle was rushing towards him at full speed.

Although it is a light armored vehicle-but that is from the perspective of a tank combat vehicle.

Even if it is a mixed race, facing this kind of steel monster that is charging at full speed, it will be smashed to death and crushed into a pulp.

But Lu Mingfei stood with a calm expression, holding a sword, the golden lava flowing in his eyes became blazing and dazzling in the dark night, and his blood seemed to be boiling.

The spirit of the alchemy long sword in his hand neighed happily, and a gorgeous blue light emerged, pouring down from the slender blade like a waterfall——

Then materialize it.

In less than a few seconds, this long alchemy sword with a width of less than 6 cm turned into a two-handed giant sword with a width of more than 20 cm!

The substantive cyan brilliance is like emerald as the broadened sword body, but it has not been finalized because of this.

The flowing brilliance is like the rippling blue waves of the lake under the moonlight, and it is like the stars and nebulae that are moving all the time in the universe. The little green lights floating in the air are like flying fireflies.

Unlike the lightsabers used by the Force Knights in Star Wars, it's not a futuristic piece of technology—it's a perfect work of art, and it should be in an exhibition hall for the world to see its beauty.

"Is this your fighting form?"

Lu Mingfei whispered to himself, "That's good, I hope we can better purify the alien here for the emperor...Jingyue."

This giant sword has its own name, and since it recognizes itself as its master, it must fight with him for the Emperor.

……

Several screeching brakes sounded one after another, and four black Mercedes-Benz of the same model drove down from the entrance of the expressway, and a group of black windbreakers with guns rushed down from the cars.

The commissioners of the executive department who came to support rushed all the way in the opposite direction on the expressway, but when they rushed to the scene, they found that the principal...was lighting the cigar in his mouth?
And it looks a little laid back.

Didn't you say you need support?

"headmaster?"

The commissioners were a little puzzled, but they soon spotted the figure holding a surprisingly large luminous giant sword not far ahead.

"That is……"

"Lu Mingfei, that S-level freshman in our college."

Angers said.

"That S-class...is that armored vehicle! Everyone disperse immediately!"

The owls in the executive department were about to say something when they heard the deafening roar not far ahead.

"Don't be so flustered, obviously he should be able to handle it."

"However, you still need to be prepared for his failure to play handsome."

Angers smiled and exhaled a strong smoke ring.

"Playing handsome... save the field..."

The corners of the mouths of the well-trained commissioners of the Executive Department twitched. What the hell are these words?

But without giving them time to ponder, the next scene made their eyes widen.

Lu Mingfei, that S-rank freshman, held that beautiful giant sword and rushed towards the steel chariot that was also rushing towards him!

hell!Even an S-class can't collide with an armored vehicle physically!The only thing we can do if you do this is to put your body in a bucket!
The eyelids of the commissioners twitched, and high-pitched syllables burst out of someone's throat, ready to deal with the chariot running over the S-class corpses and rushing towards them.

But in the next second, Long Wen, who was halfway through his singing, stopped abruptly.

If Lu Mingfei was still the Astartes wearing solid power armor, he wouldn't mind having a passionate collision with this armored vehicle, and then crushing the other side.

But now he has no such idea.

"kick"

Lu Mingfei's fast-charging footsteps suddenly changed, turned into passionate lunges, and he held the gorgeous moonlight giant sword in both hands, facing the armored vehicle that wanted to crush him in an attacking posture.

Arm lock, step change, sword move, upward chop.

Lu Mingfei's series of movements were done in one go, like an elegant sword dance.

The green awn of emeralds drew a beautiful trace in the dark night, and then, there was a clear sound like silver beads falling on a jade plate-accompanied by a shrill scream!
The entire Stryker armored vehicle was split into two by Lu Mingfei's sword, turning into two halves!
The cut surface is as smooth as a mirror and flawless.

There were two scarlet strokes in the driver's cab. One driver's arm was cut off, and the other driver was divided into two halves with the armored vehicle.

Lu Mingfei remained motionless, the corpses of the two armored vehicles did not touch him at all, but a gust of wind blew up his black windbreaker.

(End of this chapter)