novelraw Chapter 74 : Attack
Chapter 74 : Attack
Chapter 74: Attack
「Damn it!」
A storm of bullets poured down wildly. Caught off guard, Zhang Wenda hurriedly grabbed a nearby corpse to use as a shield, narrowly avoiding being riddled with holes.
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「Watch this!」
Song Jianguo’s spear shot out instantly, easily piercing through the opponent’s head. However, as the split black clouds closed back together, it turned out to have no effect at all.
The gunfire grew even denser. That cloud-man wielded a semi-automatic rifle in each hand, firing madly like a reborn Rambo, forcing Zhang Wenda and the others to keep their heads down.
Zhang Wenda hid behind the corpse, while Aunt Flo and Song Jianguo crouched behind the Cat Shield, struggling to hold on.
Zhang Wenda knew this couldn’t go on. If they kept this up, the corpse in his hands would soon be torn apart.
After a moment’s quick thought, he shouted across, 「Cover me!」
Song Jianguo gave a thumbs-up, then raised her spear and threw it again. But this time, her target wasn’t the cloud-man’s head—it struck directly into one of the firing rifles.
Feeling the impact on the corpse disappear, Zhang Wenda made up his mind. As the Red Core glowed, he leapt two or three meters forward out of nowhere, crashing straight into the cloud-body at extreme speed.
But he had miscalculated one thing—the clouds contained lightning. With a crackling burst, his hair exploded upward, and a surge of electricity coursed through him from head to toe.
Fortunately, Zhang Wenda had excellent resistance to electric shocks. Though unbearable to an ordinary person, he could just barely endure it.
It looked miserable, but it worked. After Zhang Wenda rammed into it, the cloud-man’s form scattered; the two rifles wrapped in clouds dropped powerless to the ground, twitching like flopping fish.
「Hahaha! Look at your hair!」 Song Jianguo laughed loudly as she walked over.
Zhang Wenda, twitching from the shock, glared at her. 「Shut up. Don’t you see that cloud’s regrouping?」
When Song Jianguo turned to look, she saw the cloud-man reforming half its body, reaching for the automatic rifles again. Startled, she quickly grabbed up all the weapons to keep it from touching them.
Although the deadly weapons were temporarily secured, the problem still remained.
Seeing it couldn’t get to the guns, the cloud-man floated in the air for a moment, then drifted under one man’s feet, pulling a dagger from his boot and lunging fiercely at Zhang Wenda.
When Song Jianguo blocked the dagger with her spear, it turned to chase her instead.
At this point, Zhang Wenda and the others were at a loss. Physical attacks didn’t work at all—no matter how many times they struck it apart, it reformed within seconds.
After punching away half the cloud-man’s body again, Aunt Flo said, 「Kid, this won’t do. Keep this up and we’ll be fried—or drop dead from exhaustion.」
「Then what do we do? We can’t just leave it alone.」 Zhang Wenda swung his Red Lightsaber, slicing the cloud-man’s reforming head clean in half.
At that moment, Zhang Wenda finally understood why the enemy had been collecting those small suns’ offshoot clouds. If every one of them was this powerful, they could fetch a fortune.
Then Zhang Wenda suddenly noticed a shattered bottle by his foot. 「Wait—if this thing can’t be destroyed, maybe we can trap it inside something!」
「A container—a container...」 Thinking fast, he turned toward a shriveled enamel mug on the ground nearby.
That thing could even hold Aunt Flo, so it could surely hold a cloud-man. But there was still a problem—how to make it willingly go inside.
While Zhang Wenda was thinking, the cloud-man floated up again, hefting a thick pole several meters long and charging furiously toward them.
「Ugh! So annoying!」 Following Song Jianguo’s command, the cats forming the giant hand slapped the cloud-man apart.
Seeing this, Zhang Wenda’s eyes lit up. 「Jianguo! Have your cats turn into a big bowl—trap it!」
Soon, the reformed cloud-man found itself in utter darkness. Turning left and right, it couldn’t find an exit—until it spotted a narrow gap on its left and rushed toward it.
That gap led straight into the enamel mug in Zhang Wenda’s hands.
The cats’ fur stood on end, and they kept meowing in pain from the static. It was clear they were barely enduring.
Zhang Wenda gently patted their heads and said softly, 「Good job, good job. When we get back, I’ll buy you fish!」
「Meow!」
With the cats’ help, they finally stuffed the whole cloud-man into the enamel mug, sealing the opening with coarse cloth. The problem was finally solved.
While going through the enemies’ belongings, Zhang Wenda found three more transparent glass jars—one held sunlight, another fire, and the last a rainbow.
Staring at the faintly twitching jars, Zhang Wenda felt a chill. Lucky it was a surprise attack—if all of these had been released, they wouldn’t have stood a chance.
Sure enough, those who dealt in evil were never to be underestimated; one wrong step and it was over.
「How do you even use these? Just throw them? That’s wild.」
Song Jianguo sat down, curiously examining the three glowing jars and reaching out to touch one.
「Don’t mess with them,」 Zhang Wenda quickly stopped her, wrapping them carefully in his own clothes.
Then he felt an itch on his foot. Crouching down, he saw a tiny cloud-man, no bigger than a finger, punching at his shoe with both fists.
Just as Zhang Wenda reached out to grab it, Song Jianguo leapt forward with both hands. 「That one’s mine! I’m keeping it!」
Zhang Wenda couldn’t even be bothered to argue. Standing up, he turned to Aunt Flo, who was cleaning the battlefield. 「We’re done here. Don’t forget our mission—we need to destroy the plane.」
Aunt Flo stood, hands on hips, staring at the enormous airplane nose. 「Damn, it’s huge. How the hell do we destroy this?」
Then she glanced at the Red Lightsaber in Zhang Wenda’s hand. Against a hundred-meter steel beast, that tiny thing didn’t inspire confidence.
But Zhang Wenda thought differently. 「No worries. Planes are delicate. We don’t have to wreck the whole thing—just stop it from flying. That’s easy; even tossing a handful of coins could do it.」
「Tch, liar. This must be your first time seeing a plane too, huh?」 Song Jianguo sneered, cradling the tiny cloud-man.
「As long as I know more than you, it’s fine.」 Zhang Wenda rolled up his sleeves and went for the landing gear first—no wheels, no flight.
「Hey kid, don’t you feel something’s off?」 Aunt Flo asked, puzzled, standing near the plane’s nose.
「What do you mean? Someone inside?」 Zhang Wenda peered into the cockpit—it was pitch black, not a shadow in sight.
「No, I mean—」 Aunt Flo hesitated. 「Don’t you feel like…the plane’s a lot closer than before?」
「Is it?」 Just as Zhang Wenda noticed the deep rolling tracks in the soil, the cockpit suddenly flared with two wicked red lights.
A screech of metal tore the air—the massive nose split open into a gaping, jagged maw, the fuselage transforming into rows of sharp fangs.
Before anyone could react, the giant plane lunged forward. Crunch! Half of Aunt Flo’s body was bitten clean off.