Naming Technique of the Night-Chapter 807 - 485, Fight_4

Chapter 807: 485, Fight_4

Inside the ship, all the genetic warriors looked at the captain.

After contemplating for a few seconds, the captain thought that Qing Chen’s proposal was very reasonable, so he nodded slowly: “Before arriving at the A02 base, all firearms will be handed over to Takahashi Toshiki for safekeeping. Anyone who doesn’t comply is a Qing’s Family spy.”

Even though the genetic warriors were reluctant, they all stepped forward to unload their guns.

Immediately afterward, Qing Chen looked at the captain.

Captain: “…”

Qing Chen frowned: “Captain, do you want to kill me? I will truthfully report this to the political review officers.”

The captain hurriedly said: “No, Takahashi, you misunderstood.”

As he spoke, he handed over his waist gun too.

Qing Chen gathered all the firearms beside him.

Right at this moment, the hologram in the cockpit lit up. Jindai Yunzi said solemnly: “It has been confirmed that the takeover attempt on Qing Chen has failed. Immediately control him. Before we reach the A02 base, everyone must be vigilant.”

The crew and captains of the Takamagahara airship looked at Jindai Yunzi, then at the pile of firearms beside Qing Chen…

Damn it!

Why the hell didn’t you say this earlier?!

We’ve already handed over the guns, and now you tell us this?!

Only the Qing intelligence personnel who were bound looked at Qing Chen dumbfoundedly, only to see Qing Chen smiling and winking at him. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Jindai Yunzi frowned at the cockpit: “What’s wrong with you?!”

The next second, Qing Chen raised his hand and pulled the trigger, shattering the control console in the cockpit.

The captain reacted swiftly. He instinctively reached into his pocket to grab the control device for the micro-bombs.

But he found that although he had already pressed the detonation button, the two micro-bombs showed no response.

The captain roared: “He is just one person! The bullets of his handgun aren’t unlimited! Everyone, charge!”

The 20 remaining people in the ship all rushed forward.

“Too late.”

Qing Chen pulled the trigger expressionlessly.

The Qing intelligence personnel collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the scene.

He saw the chambers of the two guns in Qing Chen’s hands striking the mechanisms.

He saw the yellow bullet casings eject from the chambers and hit the ground with a crisp ringing sound.

He saw the genetic warriors of Jindai getting shot in the forehead and falling one after another.

The Qing intelligence personnel swore that he had never seen such domineering shooting skills. Each gunshot resounded to end a life, as if it was a setting in fate. The gunfire echoing in the cockpit sounded like a funeral bell, loud but stirring.

“Watch out!” The Qing intelligence personnel warned, speaking with blood spraying from his mouth.

The captain raised the corpse of a genetic warrior to shield himself and charged toward Qing Chen.

He knew that Qing Chen was severely injured. As long as he, a C-Class, got close enough, everything would still be under control.

Qing Chen fired shot after shot, aiming to penetrate the corpse used as a shield by the captain.

In his current physical state, even if the captain was only C-Class, Qing Chen was still not a match.

Before Qing Chen could pierce through the corpse, the captain had already slammed into him with the corpse shield, sending Qing Chen flying.

In that instant, Qing Chen felt all the wounds on his body simultaneously burst open.

The captain didn’t notice that when he crashed into Qing Chen, Qing Chen kicked a handgun lying on the ground.

The black, cold handgun spun and slid towards the Qing intelligence personnel.

The Qing intelligence personnel hesitated for a moment, then struggled to prop himself up.

He raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

With a bang.

The captain’s neck was pierced by an angry bullet, splattering blood all over Qing Chen.

Silence filled the ship.

The Qing intelligence personnel feebly lay back down on the floor, watching Qing Chen struggle to his feet and then crouch down beside him.

Qing Chen calmly said: “Identification.”

The Qing intelligence personnel said: “Spy Bureau Kite Falcon, Zhang Wenqi… Sorry, sir, I can’t reveal my affiliation with the bureau.”

Qing Chen untied the opposite party’s restraint suit: “Is there still a way to control the airship and divert it from its course?”

Zhang Wenqi sat up and shook his head: “Commander Qing Chen, the course has already been locked. Unless we crash, there’s no way to change the course. A02 base did this precisely out of concern for hijacking.”

Qing Chen sighed, having gone through so much effort only to still end up at the unknown A02 secret military base.

Qing Chen didn’t want to give up. He asked: “Are there any parachutes on the airship?”

“There originally were ten, but we used them during the infiltration mission in Central Plains,” Zhang Wenqi said.

Qing Chen asked again: “Is there a way to crash the airship?”

If it crashed, Qing Chen could use the items found here to make a simple parachute, break the glass in the cockpit with a gun, climb outside, and buffer slightly before landing, possibly avoiding death.

Zhang Wenqi said: “It’s impossible now. The A02 base must have locked the power cabin. It’s behind a thirty-centimeter-thick alloy hydraulic door, which can’t be opened.”

Qing Chen pulled out a hair and tried to use Knight Vital Energy to cut the power cabin.

He managed to make a very fine scratch, but after calculating the time, he realized that at his current cutting speed, it was impossible to cause a crash before arriving at the A02 base.

Qing Chen returned to the cockpit, sat with his knees hugged next to Zhang Wenqi, and calmly said: “I’ve implicated you. Without me, you wouldn’t have to go through this.”

Zhang Wenqi struggled to sit up, and sat next to Qing Chen, shaking his head: “Commander, this is my duty.”