novelraw Chapter 750 - 42: Army of Aberrations
Chapter 750 - 42: Army of Aberrations
Before the words finished, another shell tore through the smoke, heading straight for everyone!
No, it's not just one, but a triple shot — the main gun of the T95 tank is a 130mm caliber smoothbore cannon, and the projectile intercepted by Wang Xiyi confirmed that this strange tank was indeed using its main gun for shooting. However, under normal circumstances, even with an automatic loader, the theoretical maximum firing rate is only twelve shots per minute...
Shooting three shells simultaneously, unless this thing has a triple-barreled main gun, no normally structured cannon could achieve this feat.
This thing only looks like a T95 tank — other than its appearance, it has nothing to do with the former Siberian Federation's fourth-generation main battle tank T95 as people know it.
Before these three shells reached Sun Hang and the others, they were already cut into countless slender metal threads by a dense liquid metal net — like the projectile shot at Wang Xiyi, these three shells were also solid, without any explosives or incendiary agents inside.
As these metal threads approached within about one meter of Sun Hang, they turned red, and then transformed into reddish molten steel, circled once around Sun Hang's body, and then reconsolidated into a heavy spear.
Sun Hang opened his palm, and the newly formed spear fell right into his palm. In the next second, the muscles at Sun Hang's core instantly tightened, making his whole body bend like the arm of a bow accumulating immense elastic potential energy.
Meanwhile, blue-white arcs of electricity began to crazily flicker around the spear — under the dual effects of physical explosiveness and electromagnetic acceleration, the spear, weighing over four hundred kilograms, shot back into the smoke at a speed dozens of times faster than a shell!
A deafening roar came from the smoke, and a massive object wrapped in stretched smoke flew backwards!
It was the strange tank.
The spear almost rooted itself into the tank's turret, its tip even piercing through the bottom of the tank.
The gigantic mass, weighing several hundred tons, plowed several deep furrows into the ground. Before the strange tank could fully dissipate this force, Sun Hang's figure had already torn through the smoke, appearing right above the strange tank.
In his hand, he was holding a massive knife, twenty meters in length, but the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, only a few molecules thick — the quantity of liquid metal used to "forge" this massive knife was no more than the size of a pair of silver bracelets. By leveraging absolute control over metal, Sun Hang performed extreme compression and extension on the liquid metal in a critical state, stacking the "sharp blade" buff while bestowing it another trait: oscillation.
The extremely thin blade oscillated at ultra-high frequency, causing the space around the blade to appear distorted — if anyone could hear ultrasound, they'd hear extraordinarily dense buzzing sounds constantly emanating from the blade.
With ultra-high temperature coupled with ultra-high frequency vibration, this giant knife turned into a literal iron-slicing mud cutter.
If described in the style of over-the-top manga or fantasy novels, the sharpness of this knife would be enough to split space — its principle of cutting isn't about slicing through a body's physical structure at the molecular level, but rather first slicing through the space occupied by the body, and then having the torn space physically "separate" into two parts.
Of course, this is purely an exaggeration... Even though Sun Hang does have ways to make the blade capable of slicing through space, to do so comes at a high price, using it against this strange tank would indeed be using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
The massive knife slowly descended, slicing through the middle of the strange tank as effortlessly as a hot knife through butter, after a brief pause, a seam gradually appeared on the main body of the tank, and then it collapsed to the left and right with a boom.
As Sun Hang had guessed, the inside of this so-called "tank" was solid — this was no tank at all, but a big chunk of iron shaped like a tank!
At the moment the spear hit the tank, Sun Hang knew this thing was incredibly heavy — the T95 tank ranks as a genuinely heavy tank among a series of main battle tanks, with a fully loaded weight of over eighty tons, yet Sun Hang had a clear idea of the enormous kinetic energy carried by the thrown spear... If the strange tank hit by the spear weighed only over eighty tons, the spear would carry the tank flying horizontally for hundreds of meters, leveling the entire block behind the street.
To prevent the spear from penetrating the tank directly, Sun Hang even issued a "transform" command to the spear's middle section at the moment it hit the tank, causing numerous barbs to suddenly sprout from the originally sleek spear shaft, completely lodging the spear inside the strange tank.
"Well, even the tank is solid?" Wang Xiyi landed from the sky and kicked the big chunk of iron that had been sliced into two halves with her dragon-claw-shaped foot. The collision of the metal-glossed dragon claw with the remnants of the strange tank instantly emitted the clear sound of metal clashing.
"Poor rating." Sun Hang suddenly said.
"What poor rating?" Wang Xiyi looked at him curiously, "You could even make some decent money selling this chunk of iron as scrap metal."