107: Chapter 107 Shattering Hammer

"Trash!"

Upon hearing that there were only two people left in the second vehicle, Saint Descending Upon the World instantly flew into a rage.

"Are you fucking pigs? The crossbow bolts couldn't even be stopped by the armored transport vehicle, yet you still rushed out to throw away your lives?!"

"Someone... someone got scared. Once he started running, everyone else followed!"

The trembling voice of that person came through the walkie-talkie.

There were some words he dared not say; in truth, he had also run along with them at that time, but there were a full seven or eight people in the vehicle, and the door was too small, which was how he narrowly managed to keep his life.

Hearing his underling's explanation, Saint Descending Upon the World was utterly furious.

They hadn't even caught a glimpse of Li Yunlong's shadow yet, and they had already lost a dozen or so people!

It was simply an unprecedented humiliation!

He stared fixedly at the Blockhouse not far away, the rage in his eyes almost turning into a physical substance.

"Open the tailgate! A few of you, get down and push the vehicle!"

At the order, the underlings finally reacted, hurriedly suppressing the lingering fear in their hearts as they reached out to press the tailgate switch.

"Clang——!"

The heavy alloy tailgate flipped upward, and the entire thickened special steel plate stood vertically like a sturdy steel shield wall, tightly blocking all exposed areas at the rear of the vehicle and perfectly avoiding the overhead firing angle from the top of the Blockhouse.

Several bolder subordinates immediately bent down and crawled out of the tailgate, hiding behind the steel plate cover the entire time without a single inch of their bodies exposed outside.

Overhead, piercing crossbow bolts fell one after another.

"Clink, clink, clink—"

They smashed fiercely against the alloy tailgate, bursting out dense sparks while the tailgate trembled wildly.

Under the heavy blows, the hydraulic rods of the tailgate instantly became overloaded, emitting a harsh, creaking abnormal sound as the metal rod bodies bent violently and the locking structure completely failed.

Seeing that the entire alloy tailgate was about to slam shut heavily, Saint Descending Upon the World made a dash, got straight out of the vehicle, and then tightly braced the latter with both hands.

"Hum~!"

At the critical moment, the heavy tailgate was forcibly jammed mid-air.

The underlings were all dumbfounded; this tailgate weighed nearly half a ton, yet the boss managed to hold it up all by himself?

"What the fuck are you standing around dazed for?! Come over and help!"

"Ah! Okay, okay!"

The crowd of underlings only then snapped back to their senses, rushing forward in a panic as four or five people propped it up simultaneously.

"Leave two people to prop it up with me, everyone else push the vehicle! Once we reach the base of the wall, those two crossbows won't be able to shoot us!"

I must say, Saint Descending Upon the World still had a certain degree of leadership ability, stabilizing the panicked situation in just a few words.

Soon! The riot vehicle moved again, its heavy tires crushing the yellow sand on the ground and emitting a muffled frictional sound, while the vehicle body, pushed by everyone's joint efforts, inched bit by bit toward the Blockhouse wall.

A few minutes later, the three riot vehicles completely pressed up against the base of the Blockhouse.

Saint Descending Upon the World looked up at the towering Blockhouse, and along the outer wall, he could vaguely still see the crossbows constantly rotating on top of the roof.

The two crossbows scanned left and right, but due to the angle, they were completely unable to lock onto the enemies at the base of the wall.

"Li Yunlong! You must die today! I said it! Even if Jesus comes, He can't save you!"

Saint Descending Upon the World pulled out a glittering, golden handgun from his waist, looking utterly arrogant.

"Boss! This Blockhouse has an observation window, should I climb in?"

A subordinate volunteered.

"No need! We made such a huge commotion, yet that Li Yunlong hasn't shown up for a long time. Chances are he has already set up an ambush, just waiting for us to go up!"

Saint Descending Upon the World paused and continued speaking.

"Besides, once you go in, Li Yunlong can expel you from the system interface at any time!"

"Then what does Boss mean?"

Saint Descending Upon the World gave a cold smile.

"Storm it!"

"Go, take out our demolition picks!"

"Doesn't Li Yunlong like to cower inside? Daddy is going to smash his tortoise shell to pieces right now!"

Hearing this, the underlings immediately got back into the vehicles and dragged out three high-power petrol demolition picks from inside!

This thing called a petrol demolition pick was a heavy-duty tool used on Blue Star for splitting mountains and demolishing concrete walls at construction sites.

Now all buildings were digitalized, and if they wanted to forcibly break through, they had to clear the opponent's durability value.

Ordinary rifles hitting the wall could only deduct single-digit durability each time.

But this gadget belonged to heavy demolition tools; the system judged that although the damage of a single impact wasn't high, the frequency was extremely fast—it was simply a divine artifact for house demolition!

Pulling the starter cords, the three machines instantly emitted a buzzing roar.

"At them!"

The underlings immediately steadied the three petrol demolition picks on their shoulders, pressed their bow stances against the surface of the wall, and tightly gripped the machine body handles.

The roaring of the machines was deafening, and the thick alloy pickheads repeatedly smashed violently against the Blockhouse wall at an extremely fast frequency.

"Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!~"

The dense impact sounds were violent and muffled; even though Wang Yalan and the others were on the top of the roof, they could still feel the entire Blockhouse trembling slightly.

"It's a demolition tool! They want to exhaust our Fortress's durability!"

Duan Linhai had worked at a construction site in his early years, and upon hearing this commotion, he immediately guessed the opponent's intention.

Hearing this, Wang Yalan was instead not as nervous anymore.

She had followed Chen Ze the earliest, so she naturally knew some information about the Fortress.

Based on her understanding, the current durability value of the Blockhouse had long reached a terrifying figure; for just these few broken machines to want to breach the Blockhouse was simply a fairy tale and wishful thinking!

Although she had some reassurance in her heart, she still reported the current situation to Chen Ze's side.

On the other side.

Fatty's right foot was as if welded to the accelerator pedal, and the G-Wagon's speed was approaching 150 straight away!

Chen Ze was sitting in the passenger seat when a series of system prompts suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Ding! Detected that your Fortress is under attack, Durability - 1, Current Durability Value 3887/3888]

[Ding! Detected that your Fortress is under attack, Durability - 1, Current Durability Value 3886/3888]

...

The prompts popped up continuously like a screen-scrolling flood, and Chen Ze stared at the jumping durability values, momentarily feeling somewhat dazed instead.

What's the situation? The attack frequency is so fast, but why is the damage only a mere point?

When he saw the report sent by Wang Yalan clearly, he instantly felt the urge to laugh.

"Demolition picks? Kind of interesting!"

"What's wrong Brother Ze, is there any good news?"

Seeing Chen Ze's expression relax slightly, Fatty's taut heart also relaxed a bit along with it.

"Do you know what that guy Liang Kun is using to attack our Blockhouse?"

"What? Could it be heavy machinery?"

Chen Ze shook his head, let out a sneer, and then continued speaking.

"Demolition picks! The kind that burns oil, used to chisel the ground at construction sites before!"

Upon hearing this, Fatty was directly dumbfounded.

"What the heck? Doesn't Liang Kun have a lot of heavy machinery? And doesn't he have some kind of mechanical fusion talent? How... Could that guy be doing this on purpose to disgust us?"

Chen Ze pondered slightly and suddenly gave birth to a conjecture.

"You say, could the one ambushing us not be Liang Kun at all?"