Sky-cracking Rider-Chapter 355: Section 351 - Difficult Progress

The mobile base vehicle was loaded with some detection equipment and constantly monitored the sky and ground within a five-kilometer radius. It instantly detected a mutant lurking beneath the surface, and a laser beam, invisible to the naked eye, was projected from the top of the vehicle’s front, landing right on the hideout of the mutant.

Chen Fei, who was driving the vehicle, could clearly see these laser beams through the windshield.

"Leave it to me!"

A member of Team 18, hitching a ride, who was born in Blue Star from the Feathered Tribe, picked up his magnetic rail sniper rifle, ready to climb onto the vehicle’s top to eliminate the potential threats outside.

"Put this on!"

Without turning his head, Chen Fei tossed a pair of glasses equipped with special lenses.

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With a clang, a large hatch opened in the vehicle’s ceiling, and a folding ladder was lowered. The 4.5-meter wide vehicle body allowed for extensive modifications.

"Thank you!"

Catching the glasses and quickly placing them on his face, the member of the Feathered Tribe slung his gun, leaped onto the roof of the vehicle, mounted the magnetic rail sniper rifle on the shooting stand, and aimed at the landing points of the two laser beams.

The magnetic rail sniper rifle was fully charged, and a 40-millimeter caliber bullet at the end of the rail was rapidly spinning.

Instead of relying on gunpowder combustion for propulsion, the friction, and even the squeezing of the rifling to obtain spin, the high-speed rotation of the bullet body fired by the railgun weapon was sufficient to match the acceleration imparted by the rail, resulting in an almost straight trajectory and additional penetration power.

Whiz! Whiz!~

The railgun weapon made no loud firing noise, only the sharp screech of the bullet tearing through the air.

Hundreds of meters away, the ground was suddenly uplifted, the unwitting mutant had no chance to escape before it was blown up on the spot, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Two high-explosive bombs, one to lift the ground, another to annihilate the mutant.

The 40-millimeter diameter bullet was a full 20 centimeters long; even the largest native species on Blue Star today, the blue whale, could not withstand a hit—struck by one, its insides would be reduced to bits.

Then two more shots were fired!

Mutants a kilometer away were dispatched in the same manner, never knowing how they died.

For the shooting range of a railgun weapon, a few hundred meters and a few thousand meters almost made no difference.

Chen Fei, an experienced driver, thanked without looking back, "Thank you very much, you saved me two rounds of ammunition."

This time out, he had brought 330 rounds of 60mm caliber grenades, 150 rounds of 120mm caliber shells, and 200 rounds of 152mm caliber demolition bombs, most of which were stored in the Space System Alchemy Storage Device held by Captain Adrian, with a small part kept on the mobile base vehicle.

The industrially inclined Metal Ability could shape weapons, and as Chen Fei had already figured out the principles and design of the railgun weapon, it was no problem to make larger calibers as long as there were sufficient materials.

The leader of Team 18 glanced at Chen Fei, who had built the mobile base vehicle, then turned to Adrian Benjamin, the captain of Team 04, and asked, "Are all Metal Ability users this capable?"

Before the Earth Order fire mage could speak, Kiterley, an A-level Metal Ability user, quickly claimed, "Metal Ability users are just that badass plus!" and as he spoke, he clenched his fist, showing off a solid bicep.

It was hard to tell how this cold-hearted yet warm-hearted guy could be so immature.

A man remains a boy until death; furthermore, as the saying goes, a life without foolishness is a wasted youth.

"I’ll see if other teams have extra Metal Ability users, and I might poach some."

In front of Team 04, that’s all the leader of Team 18 dared to say; otherwise, before he could finish, the entire Team 18 would have been collectively thrown off the vehicle.

How ungrateful to poach right in front of them—was he treating the entire Team 04 as fools or just idiots?

"I wish you success in poaching!"

What else could Adrian Benjamin say at that moment? His face was all smiles, but inside he was cursing.

An hour later, the mobile base vehicle entered the desert region.

Although the Gobi Desert was somewhat rough, thanks to the shock absorption system that buffered it to the carriage, the jolting sensation was minimal; but in the desert, it was an utterly different experience.

The large vehicle with five pairs of wheels traversing the uneven sand dunes was simply torturous.

Luckily the chassis was high enough; otherwise, the 20-meter-long vehicle would easily get its chassis stuck, even if it didn’t sink into the sand, with all ten wheels off the ground.

The entire experience felt like a roller coaster—moments of thrilling ascents up the dune peaks, followed by terrifying plunges down the slopes, constantly making one fear that the vehicle would somersault down.

This series of ups and downs was too much for most people.

The mobile base vehicle had to stop, having covered less than twenty kilometers deep into the desert.

Twenty kilometers as the crow flies, but if you added the distance up and down the dunes, it might have been over fifty kilometers.

"My God, we might as well have walked!"

The team leader of team 18 leaned on his leg and spit several times into the sand, which slightly alleviated his dizziness and vertigo.

The young man from the Feathered Tribe who had been sniping threats with a magnetic rail sniper rifle throughout the journey simply knelt down, vomiting bile, his face expressing that he felt more dead than alive.

He hadn’t lost to the mutants, but he had been defeated by the mobile base vehicle’s struggle over the sand dunes.

"Shall we continue?"

Chen Fei opened a can of beer for himself; Xiao Jiu and he scrambled to drink it.

This bit of jolting was child’s play compared to the tactical maneuvers of the combat aircraft. There was still a long way to go!

"Chen Fei, how can you be unaffected?"

Kiterley, a pale-faced, Level-A Metal Ability User, gasped for air, thinking that this Level-B was unscientifically robust.

Adrian Benjamin, the team leader of Team 04 and a First Rank fire mage, reminded, "Kiterley, you forgot he’s a pilot!"

"Oh right!"

No one was an idiot; at most, they were a bit obstinate. Kiterley slapped his forehead in realization. He had actually forgotten.

"Hey! Chen, you’re drinking!"

Mouri Misono, who was faring much better, leaned on her long sword and stared at Chen Fei with widened eyes.

Chen Fei shook the can in his hand and enthusiastically recommended, "It’s so hot and dry, shouldn’t you have a can too?"

"No way!"

Twin Blades Sister crossed her arms and seriously stated with a stern face, "No drinking and driving, no driving and drinking. There are countless roads but safety comes first. Unruly driving brings tears to your family!"

"Ha!"

Chen Fei, looking at her, thought Miss Mouri must have picked up the wrong identity card. Her chattering was too slick.

Then, he laughed and said, "Don’t worry! I’m not so easy to kill!"

The group collectively face-palmed. What kind of drunken bravado was this? It was just one can of beer; how could he be this wasted?

"Metal Ability, impressive!"

Kiterley mindlessly praised.

Adrian roared, "Haha, you might not die so easily, but what about us?"

Tough and hardy Metal Ability Users might not die, but what about everyone else in the vehicle?

Weren’t they collectively doomed?

This was indeed utterly irresponsible!

He had never seen someone so recklessly indifferent to life, not valuing his own life, nor that of others.

"A mobile base vehicle can’t fly; what can I do? Drinking and driving is nothing; I drink while flying planes too!"

Chen Fei quickly tilted his head back and drained the can before Xiao Jiu could poke his beak into the opening.

That really couldn’t be blamed on him. It was all the fault of Chekhov, the big boss of the "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron. Major Chekhov was never sober every time he boarded a plane.

With a crooked frame above, a crooked frame below, drinking, brawling, reckless tactics, crude soldiers all around—it was just the style of Big Bear!

"…"×22!

He truly was an excessive fellow!

But no one else could take Chen Fei’s place driving this mobile base vehicle.

Rookie enjoyed watching others grit their teeth at him while feeling helpless about it.

Half an hour later, as everyone slightly recovered, they boarded the vehicle again, and the mobile base vehicle resumed its ups and downs to become a true roller coaster.

Everyone regretted not having prepared motion sickness medicine in advance.

After just an hour, the mobile base vehicle stopped again, both restrooms in separate carriages were occupied, so the other people had no choice but to get out and catch their breath. Some even lay on the sand dunes with eyes rolled back, letting the wind whip sand into their shoes, sleeves, and collars. Travelling in a car was hard like this, truly unheard of.

But walking would be even harder!

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