115: Chapter 115 Warlord Pursuit, Imminent Feast

"Since the Pre-Qin period already had such mythical high-tech, wouldn't the later Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties have had them too?"

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered as he suddenly recalled the Ming Dynasty armor he had salvaged from the Southern Sea Area; the Carbon-9 molecular material on it had allowed the Dragon Kingdom to successfully occupy a top-tier position in the field of materials.

"It seems there are still many great treasures on this vast ocean."

Jiang Chen felt expectant.

Just at this moment.

General Meng Tian, who was standing to the side, seemed to sense something and looked toward the direction of the Dragon Kingdom.

But because they were separated by thousands of miles, he wasn't quite sure.

So he asked Jiang Chen.

"I do not know what place this is."

Jiang Chen snapped back to reality, cupped his hands, and said, "Rest assured, Senior, I will definitely take you back to the Dragon Kingdom."

"I am indebted to you, young man."

General Meng Tian was concerned for His Majesty. Upon hearing Jiang Chen's words, he did not doubt anything else; instead, he stood at the stern of the deck, standing firm and unmoving like a divine soldier descended from heaven.

He closed his eyes, and his ancient sword no longer emitted the glow of seal script characters.

In this moment, he seemed to transform back into a dead Terracotta Warriors figure, not moving a muscle.

"Is this the standby mode state for the Terracotta Warriors?"

Jiang Chen scratched his head.

Looking at him like this, he must have entered power-saving mode.

"Murong Aotian, Mary, you two go into alert mode; I'm going to rest."

Seeing that the sky had turned pitch black and a cold wind was blowing over the sea, Jiang Chen started the small fishing boat, which hovered two hundred meters above the sea surface, and flew slowly southward along the eastern coastline of Africa.

The next day! At dusk.

At the border between Zimbabwe and South Africa.

In a dense jungle, the sound of AK-47 gunfire suddenly erupted—da da da.

Caw caw. Birds and beasts scattered.

Boom! Suddenly, a jeep covered in green camouflage dashed out of the jungle.

In the vehicle, a man wearing a military helmet, with camouflage paint on his face and body armor, was lying in the car, using various covers to continuously fire back with a da-da-da sound at the warlords pursuing him from behind.

While firing, the man spoke to the friends in the livestream room above his head.

"Brothers, this is thrilling and exciting! I've been targeted by warlords today!"

The man was none other than Half a Fly, who remained cheerful and laughing even as bullets flew past his ears.

But just as he finished speaking, a shell landed on the front right side of the jeep.

The car swerved left in a hurry, and Half a Fly's head slammed directly into the right side of the car.

[Holy crap! 66666, a real-life version of PUBG, this is too exciting!]

[Brother Fly is awesome, I wonder if he can escape today! Otherwise, it's time for the funeral feast.]

[He must escape! Since Brother Fly is called Fly, he's definitely no ordinary person.]

[I think it's tough. Looking at the way Brother Fly is fleeing, it's obvious the enemy's firepower is very heavy. I'm afraid he won't be able to fly away this time, even if he is Half a Fly!]

The friends in the livestream room were already in an uproar.

They were frantically gifting and flooding the screen with comments.

If they gifted too late, Half a Fly might end up with only one wing left...

"Brothers, don't panic. The direction I'm fleeing is Madagascar; I'll be at the estuary soon."

"As long as I get out to sea, these warlords won't chase anymore."

"After all, there are pirates on the sea!"

Half a Fly looked confident.

He urged the jeep to dash frantically toward the estuary in the direction of Madagascar.

He had a speed boat waiting to pick him up there.

Once he reached the speed boat, these warlords wouldn't bother chasing anymore.

After all, the ocean is too vast, and their naval power is far from sufficient.

Swoosh! The jeep was fast, and the ocean was already visible to the naked eye.

Ahead was the beach!

Boom! Suddenly, another shell landed on the left side of the jeep.

The massive energy wave flipped the car over on the spot.

The livestream showed a scene of dust and sand, with a buzzing sound.

[Holy crap! Is it time for the funeral feast?]

[I'll sit at the kids' table!]

[Forget it, I'll gift a castle; can't let Brother Fly sleep in the underworld.]

"Pfft!" "I'm not dead yet!"

Half a Fly crawled up and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Using the overturned car and the shelter of the nearby sea rocks, he picked up his machine gun and fired a burst of da-da-da at the pursuing warlords.

However, no matter how fierce his firepower was, his ammunition was limited.

As the warlords kept shrinking the encirclement, the distance between the two sides was already less than a hundred meters.

Seeing that Half a Fly was at the end of his rope, the livestream was flooded with 'hands pressed together in prayer' and 'sending flowers' emojis...

Just at this moment, three miles away, Jiang Chen's small fishing boat was heading south along the sea area to the left of Madagascar.

He had been slacking off for the whole day, from morning until evening.

During this time, he had successively salvaged two more Terracotta Warriors.

Judging from their descriptions, they were General Li Xin and General Bai Qi.

One held a long blade, and the other held a curved sickle.

Like General Meng Tian, after a brief activation, they immediately entered power-saving mode and stood in a row at the stern of the boat, motionless.

"Aren't they a bit too aloof?"

These three Terracotta Warriors stood there solitarily and wouldn't chat with Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen had originally wanted to discuss the customs and beautiful women of the Qin Dynasty with them, but they wouldn't talk much at all; they just liked standing guard there.

"Master, three miles to the front right, a gunfight is breaking out." "Shall we avoid it?"

Just as Jiang Chen was feeling depressed, Murong Aotian issued a warning.

With Murong Aotian's monitoring system, dangers up to five miles away could be clearly detected.

Three nautical miles to the right? Wasn't that the border between Zimbabwe and South Africa?

Jiang Chen asked Murong Aotian to bring up the relevant footage. "Let me see, what kind of gunfight is it."

Soon, inside the cockpit, the interface displayed the scene.

A group of warlords was surrounding and attacking a jeep. The jeep was fleeing toward the seaside.

Just when it was about to escape, it was suddenly blown over.

Although it had reached the edge of the beach, it was still more than five hundred meters away from the ocean.

Within those five hundred meters, there was no cover at all. If one were to run on foot, they would likely be riddled with bullets.

Therefore, the person who got out of the jeep could only use the jeep and the nearby rocks to crawl on the ground and resist the enemy.

Murong Aotian's remote scanning camera zoomed in on the jeep.

"Huh, isn't this Half a Fly?"

Jiang Chen immediately recognized this man with a face full of camouflage; it was indeed Half a Fly, whom he had encountered while scrolling through his feed earlier.

However, he was in a sorry state now; if the fight continued, he would likely be attending his own funeral feast.

At this moment, Jiang Chen had three options.

One was to fly his small fishing boat down and fire a few electromagnetic cannon shots to wipe out the warlords in minutes, but this might trigger an international dispute.

The second was to let Murong Aotian and Yunhai Mary take action. After all, they were mecha-humans without nationality, but they were developed by the Longke Academy, so it would still cause unnecessary conflicts.

The third... Jiang Chen's gaze fell upon General Meng Tian, General Li Xin, and General Bai Qi.

The three of them were ancient people and currently had no Dragon Kingdom citizenship. Furthermore, they were not living humans.

"Great General, could you please help out once!" Jiang Chen asked the three Terracotta Warriors.

Although the system said they were all S-sequence, he wanted to see what their combat power was like.

General Meng Tian opened his eyes: "Are they people of the Dragon Kingdom?"

Jiang Chen showed him the video of Half a Fly.

General Meng Tian frowned: "Why is he so dark?"

"Uh." "He got sunburned." "The weather here is quite hot."

Jiang Chen pointed to the dirt on General Meng Tian's face, "Look, the dirt on your face is also sliding off."

"Fine." "This is the first time I have taken action since awakening. You juniors, watch carefully!"

"Even though a thousand years have passed, this old general still retains his heroic spirit."

General Meng Tian glanced at General Li Xin and General Bai Qi with aloof pride.

The next second, without even spreading any wings, he launched himself like a cannonball from the two-hundred-meter height and leaped down.