Boom! Boom! Boom! ...Six rockets exploded about 10 meters from the car, and in less than half a second, the ferrari sped through the blast zone.
When it emerged, it was already in 'beggar's attire'.
Not only was the car paint scorched black by the high temperature, but there were also numerous pockmarks from flying stones, and several fist-sized ones were embedded in the car body and windows, a terrifying sight.
And that was just the aftermath of the explosion!
If it had been hit head-on, the consequences... this car would surely have been scrapped.
Victor was given no chance to catch his breath.
Another 10 rockets blocked the road, covering a much larger area, and their launch times were also staggered; with the support of his long-range vision, he even saw a large number of scattered caltrops laid on the ground.
If he tried the same trick again and rushed through the blast zone, the tires would surely be punctured, leaving him stranded, and the subsequent bombardment would be enough to send Victor on his way.
It seemed that only by continuing to slow down could he avoid this disaster.
But Victor didn't do that.
He floored the accelerator, as if trying to rush through the bombardment zone against time.
But midway, he swerved sharply, and the rapidly speeding car veered off the road, crashing violently into an armed man with an RPG on his shoulder, dragging him through the desolate road, carving a ditch over 10 meters long, before violently exploding.
As for Victor, when he turned the steering wheel, he had already flown out of the convertible sports car, soaring diagonally upwards with the inertia, perfectly avoiding all repercussions.
At the same time.
Victor had just finished purchasing the corresponding items and was about to extract them from his inventory.
Suddenly.
His surrounding telekinetic shield was pierced in several places, and his waist, heart, and head suffered heavy blows; the force was so strong that his vision went black, and he fell from the air to the ground.
"Hiss—"
Ignoring the dust on his lips, Victor gasped, his face pained.
It was a sniper!
He didn't know the specific model or power of the sniper rifle, but at least four sniper bullets had just hit his body!
Fortunately.
His Iron Body, strengthened by days of idleness, had actually withstood the sniper bullets' impact.
But.
Just the pain was already making him feel somewhat unable to bear it.
This group of people was definitely not hired by Obadiah!
In just under 24 hours, how could Obadiah have completed his golden cicada shedding plan, hired a top team, and set up a double plan targeting Tony and Victor?
And to do so with such a large-scale operation!
Victor lay on the ground without getting up; he didn't want to be a target for the sniper.
Enduring the pain, he gritted his teeth and said, "Alice, block nearby satellite signals and seal off all videos as much as possible!"
"Okay... blocking complete."
Upon receiving Alice's response, Victor immediately extracted all 10 items from his inventory.
The next moment.
Ten humanoid creatures appeared out of thin air, surrounding Victor tightly.
They were on all fours, their fingers were three thick claws, their bodies were naked and blood-red without a single hair, as if they had been skinned, with every muscle tissue exposed bloody in the air.
Coupled with a tongue as long as an arm, the identity of this product was obvious—resident evil's Licker!
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Product Name: "Third-Generation Licker":
Product Category: [Technology]
Product Compatibility: [100%];
Origin Plane: "resident evil";
Rank Rating: [F-];
Product Price: f-rank vouchers × 2, plane points × 25;
Function Description: A mutant in the evolution of the t-virus, unafraid of death and instinctively craving flesh. After three modifications, it is no longer infectious. This bio-weapon can be controlled through built-in electronic programs;
Slogan: This thing looks really disgusting, and its combat power is so weak:
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There are thousands of Plane products, so why did Victor choose this particular thing?
It's very simple.
"Alice, control them to kill all nearby enemies!" Victor's tone grew cold.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The 10 Lickers moved.
Their thick limbs ran incredibly fast on the ground; rockets couldn't possibly aim at them, and sniper rifles frequently missed.
And under Alice's control, they would always use one forelimb to shield their heads, preventing headshots.
As for bullets hitting their bodies, they simply ignored them and charged straight through.
And when they got close to those armed men, it was their doomsday.
Compared to the overwhelming advantage in size, strength, and agility, the armed men could do nothing but add a few bullet holes to the Lickers' bodies before they died.
This was why Victor chose this ugly thing.
In its original Plane, these bio-weapons were all controlled by Alice.
But even as the situation became a one-sided slaughter, these armed men continued to attack fearlessly, not a single one choosing to flee.
Victor relaxed a little, preparing to sit up, when a sniper bullet immediately slammed into him, leaving him breathless and with a tight chest.
They still had time to keep an eye on him?
Victor was helpless and lay on the ground, waiting for the Lickers to clear the area.
Super Hearing was activated.
A barrage of gunshots, Lickers' roars, armed men's shouts, etc., flooded into his brain through his ears, but there was no useful information.
Until.
An armed man, seized by a Licker, seeing death imminent, defiantly pulled the pin on a grenade from his belt, muttering, "Hail HYDRA!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! ~
In the violent explosion, the first Licker was killed.
The phrase "Hail HYDRA!" echoed in Victor's mind.
Fearless of death, unwilling to flee, and shouting that slogan—who else could it be in Marvel?
Was it really HYDRA agents attacking Tony?
Weren't they afraid of being exposed?
While Victor quietly pondered the problem, the battle on the other side was exceptionally fierce.
After the "good example," other HYDRA members, facing the Lickers' assault, all pulled their grenade belts, ready to die together.
But would artificial intelligence fall into the same trap twice?
Under Alice's command, the Lickers no longer blindly pursued close-quarters combat; a large tongue whipped like a lasso, wrapping around people and flinging them high into the air. Falling from a height of over 10 meters, they would either die or be crippled.
The HYDRA side was also very elite; snipers hidden on the periphery, seizing the Lickers' stiff period when launching attacks, also successively blew off the heads of six Lickers.
But that was all.
The HYDRA agents ambushing outside the villa, facing creatures that could perceive enemies by smell and hearing, found all their disguises useless and were all found and killed by the Lickers.
"Chen, the perimeter enemies have been cleared," Alice broke Victor's contemplation: "The remaining 3 Lickers have surrounded the villa area. Do you need them to enter and detect?"
Upon hearing this, Victor cautiously sat up.
He waited for several seconds, confirming that no sniper bullets were aimed at him, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
But before he could give an order, an unexpected change occurred.
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PS: Ya ya ya ~ 12th chapter ~ Keep up the firepower, my friends ~