Chapter 569: Waterway
Chapter 569: Waterway
The armored vehicle traveled through the tunnels of the Lower City, accompanied by a convoy of military vehicles from the battalion, as well as guidance and escort from Roadthrough Logistics personnel, making it less conspicuous. The journey proceeded smoothly.
Lan Shen Nan spoke up, "Although the Union Victory Company's convoy has been circling around, based on their direction, they seem to be heading towards an emergency route that Roadthrough Logistics used to have."
"Only a few people know about this route. I only learned of its existence later when Old Bian mentioned it," she added.
Turning her head, she said, "We have you to thank, Chen Xiao Ge. If it weren't for you intimidating Old Bian, he wouldn't have shared this information with us."
Chen Chuan's mind raced for a moment before he asked, "How many people know about this route?"
"Not many," Lan Shen Nan replied. "Old Bian said that only a few high-ranking members of Roadthrough Logistics knew about it, and even the Iron Fist Gang was unaware. So, when the Union Victory Company's convoy heads there, we suspect that the person guiding them is likely someone we know."
Chen Chuan nodded, his mind pondering the possibility that the Union Victory Company's operation was not a spur-of-the-moment decision but a well-planned and orchestrated move.
However, none of this concerned him, nor did he need to understand the intricacies of the situation. All he needed to know was where the people were and how to deal with them.
At this moment, Che Gao Yi had already led his team to the checkpoint that had previously been blocked. He instructed his team to wait at the rear while he stepped out of the vehicle alone and approached the front.
A Third Limit Fighter was stationed at the checkpoint, and due to the separation of the two convoys, most of his forces had been assigned to the other location, leaving him no choice but to personally handle the situation here.
As he reached the front, he saw a row of roadblocks illuminated by the light of the Sun Vine. Behind them stood armed and alert Handling Bureau personnel, while the Third Limit Fighter stood at the very front, wearing a zip-up shirt and the uniform pants of an executive.
His hair was dyed blonde, and he chewed gum as he sat atop the roadblocks, watching Che Gao Yi approach. "Oh? Are you thinking of making a move? Let me remind you, the road ahead is not easy to navigate. It's still possible to turn back now."
Che Gao Yi didn't stop, continuing his approach.
"So, you're not willing to give up," said the Handling Bureau Fighter, jumping down and pressing his hand against his fist, his finger joints clicking.
Che Gao Yi had received a brief profile of this fighter from the bureau, who was skilled in free combat and capture techniques. However, his true expertise lay in his legwork, though these profiles couldn't possibly cover everything. The opponent might have hidden strengths, but this was already a decent start, providing a general understanding.
Che Gao Yi initially walked slowly, but as they drew closer, he quickened his pace. He struck first, and the fighter spat out his gum, returning the punch.
As their fists clashed, a surge of energy entered Che Gao Yi's body. But before he could fully process it, the fighter's other arm shook, and his shoulder sent another wave of force, causing Che Gao Yi to stumble backward several steps.
Che Gao Yi had a continuous hand technique that could generate a series of powerful energy waves, but the fighter's move had countered it, preventing him from executing it.
The fighter remained motionless, his hands spread wide, his body lowered, and his arms stretched outward from below, accompanied by a cracking sound as if his bones were exploding. The nearby tunnel wall seemed to reverberate with a cyclone, and even the ground beneath his feet cracked, filled with powerful energy.
"Tran Tong Da Jin..." Che Gao Yi immediately recognized the technique, a well-known and exceptionally powerful energy method from the Old Era in Daxun's Beilu.
He fixed his gaze on the fighter, realizing that the Handling Bureau's personnel were indeed formidable. But...
Che Gao Yi shook his head and approached again, only to be met with another unmoving punch.
"Not convinced? Then let's go again!"
The Handling Bureau fighter lunged forward with a punch, and as they clashed, Che Gao Yi, sensing the fighter's energy, attempted to push him back. However, he found himself unable to land a solid blow, feeling awkward and off-balance.
The fighter took a moment to catch his breath, readying his next move.
Che Gao Yi found himself on the defensive, retreating with each exchange. However, after a dozen moves, the situation began to shift.
The Handling Bureau fighter struggled to land effective strikes, as Che Gao Yi skillfully deflected each attack, gradually gaining the upper hand.
Che Gao Yi's true strength lay not in his energy but in his observational skills. With each encounter, he quickly identified his opponent's techniques and energy patterns, formulating countermeasures and exploiting weaknesses. He was a pure technique-based fighter.
The fighter currently felt a bit stifled. Although his opponent's raw power was inferior, they always managed to find gaps and critical points, preventing his attacks and force from flowing smoothly. As a result, he had no choice but to intensify his attacks, which temporarily proved effective. However, some loopholes were inadvertently magnified.
After another half a minute of entanglement, Che Gao Yi suddenly reached out and clamped down on the fighter's wrist.
"Hmm?"
The fighter's expression froze. Normally, when someone skilled in capture force seized their opponent, the latter would have almost no resistance. But this time was different; Tran Tong Da Jin could counter such forces.
Che Gao Yi let out a shout, immediately unleashing his force in an attempt to shake off the fingers on his wrist. However, as he did so, Che Gao Yi had already anticipated this, releasing his grip only to quickly grasp the fighter's wrist again.
The fighter's eyes narrowed, intending to unleash another wave of force. But this time, Che Gao Yi didn't give him the chance. Before the fighter could react, Che Gao Yi's capture force had already infiltrated, and with a snap, he seized the fighter.
The fighter hurriedly channeled his remaining force to counter once more. But this time, Che Gao Yi didn't let go. He held on tightly and, with a swift kick, struck the fighter's throat with a 'pa' sound.
This kick was silent and swift. The fighter, caught off guard, widened his eyes, his face turning red. He tried to cough but couldn't. Just then, another kick landed on his neck, and with a 'crack', his neck broke, and he fell to the side.
Che Gao Yi extended his hand, resetting his own dislocated arm. His opponent's raw power was superior, but in actual combat, it wasn't everything. It also depended on one's performance in battle.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Gunfire erupted from the other side. The Handling Bureau staff behind the barricade had noticed the situation and opened fire on Che Gao Yi.
He leaped forward, dodging the incoming bullets and charging into the group. His figure seemed to weave back and forth, and in a short moment, the gunfire ceased.
After scanning the area, he saw no one standing. Che Gao Yi returned to the front of the convoy and instructed, "Everyone, continue escorting the cargo forward. I'll hold off the pursuers."
"Mr. Che... What about me...?" Pan Sir poked his head out of the car window, suddenly feeling anxious.
A flawless version of the chapter, 16 to 19!
Che Gao Yi glanced at him and said, "You'll come with me."
Pan Sir breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly climbed down and switched to another vehicle.
Che Gao Yi waited for the vehicles to pass, then headed towards his own car. After taking just two steps, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest. With a 'pa' sound, he gripped the car body, and a strand of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
This was the aftermath of the clash with Tran Tong Da Jin's force, which had shaken his internal organs. It was only now that the effects were manifesting, and he had no prior warning.
In combat, this could be fatal, but at the moment, as long as he wasn't dead, it was manageable. With some adjustments, he quickly recovered.
Wiping the blood from his mouth, he walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. He pulled out a heavy box and placed it on the ground. With a tug, he removed the iron chain securing the box, flipped open the lid, revealing a muscular man clad in black protective gear.
As the light shone down, the man's eyes snapped open. He sat up and stared intently at Che Gao Yi.
"Number Nine, follow me," Che Gao Yi said.
Upon hearing the command, Number Nine rose from the box. His height exceeded two meters, towering over Che Gao Yi, yet his movements were incredibly light and agile.
Number Nine was an advanced battle doll, custom-made by the Original Human Company for Union Victory Company. He was originally a renowned third-limit fighter who, after incurring debts, sold himself to the company for biological modifications.
Not only was his strength preserved, but his body was also enhanced with altered tissues. He lacked any emotions and, upon encountering enemies, would fight relentlessly until death.
After giving instructions, Che Gao Yi returned to the car and waited for Number Nine to enter. Then, he started the vehicle and drove back. Before long, they arrived at the location where he had initially sent someone to scout the frontline.
Che Gao Yi stopped the car, stepped out, and approached the wall. With a punch, the wall crumbled, revealing a rushing underground river behind it.
When he had passed by earlier, he had heard faint water sounds. Based on his experience and the river's flow, he deduced that it led outside the city.
The river appeared murky, with various unidentifiable suspicious objects floating on its surface.
Che Gao Yi returned to the car, put on a protective face mask, and took a handbag from the back seat. Then, he turned and dove into the water, following its flow.
With a splash, Number Nine, expressionless, jumped down and followed him.
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(End of Chapter)
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