Abyss Solo

Chapter 54: 037 Beheading!_2

“Captain Kimo, do you know what the warrior’s passive full-body shield fears the most?”

Yang Ming whispered softly, his voice reaching Kimo’s ears as well as Kolev’s.

“Passive triggered shields can detect metals, sharp objects, high-energy rays, and kinetic weapons; they actually cover your whole body, but only at the moment someone pulls the trigger, completing energy distribution and deployment.

“But it does not respond to gentle body contact.”

Yang Ming’s left thumb pressed against the nail of his middle finger, slowly approaching Kimo’s forehead.

Kimo shook all over, but at that moment, he could only shudder, only twitch, only stare, only listen to the other’s voice, devilish in its whisper:

...

“It won’t refuse a friendly tap on the head.”

Yang Ming’s finger suddenly flicked.

Bang!

Kimo’s eyes bulged, a semicircular depression formed in the middle of his head, a faint cracking sound came from his skull, and black blood flowed from his nostrils and ears.

The humming noise of the exoskeleton armor gradually vanished, as its wearer had already lost life signs.

A laser pistol appeared in Yang Ming’s hand, its muzzle pointed at Kimo’s forehead.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

Three thumb-sized holes in Kimo’s forehead emitted wisps of white smoke.

“Your men are really weak, Kolev.”

Yang Ming laughed teasingly, “He couldn’t even block my head tap.”

At this moment, Kolev didn’t feel like engaging with the young man, just sitting there, his eyes somewhat vacant.

…

Yang Ming looked regretfully at the expensive exoskeleton mecha.

He didn’t waste any time, lowering his head into the dust, his figure swiftly disappearing, quickly heading towards the direction of the stealth boat.

“How does it feel, Kolev?” Yang Ming asked.

“Relieved,” Kolev replied, “and a bit regretful.”

Yang Ming constantly surveyed the surrounding environment; after jumping out of the window, he had already met up with a hoverboard.

He reminded him, “You should let them know Kimo is dead; don’t let them sink your ship.”

“Ah”, Kolev sighed, “Suddenly I find myself not wanting Mimili to be a pirate anymore.”

Yang Ming chuckled, “Right, why be a pirate? You and your daughter could start a shipping company aimed at luring pirates, spreading some positive energy in the universe.”

“Oh, that, I might consider… Hanton!”

Kolev’s voice suddenly carried a bit of urgency:

“Hurry back, Lina’s ship has completed the jump, charging towards Olhaif! My left detectors show they are traveling at full speed! Damn, this is a full ten minutes earlier than we expected! I’m coming to pick you up!” @@novelbin@@

“Kolev, use remote control, make it run out.”

“That will leave vulnerabilities!”

“We have to follow my lead now, Kolev, meet in front of the fourth building ahead! Hurry! If Lina scares away your pirate ship, our plan is ruined!”

Yang Ming’s voice grew more urgent.

He needed the firepower of those pirate ships to truly complete his feigned death and escape.

This was the most crucial part of the entire plan for him!

Yang Ming looked up; in the thin atmosphere, those pirate ships were still bombarding the enemy’s protective shield, with one already in imminent peril.

Yang Ming almost crouched on the hoverboard, pressing it to its highest gear, speeding across the edge of the battlefield.

“Hanton! Landing crafts have spotted you, Hanton! They’re locking onto you!”

“Quickly release the news of Kimo’s death, say it was mercenaries hired! Start a riot first!”

Yang Ming had just spoken when

Buzz! Buzz!

Two arm-thick light bullets skimmed past his back, directly shattering a nearby broken wall.

Yang Ming immediately turned and raised his hand, aiming the energy-stored magazine of his laser gun at the sky.

He held his breath, his pupils seemingly crystalline, his sight almost aligning with the laser gun’s aiming red line.

He locked onto the twelve-meter-long landing craft.

Yang Ming pulled the trigger!

But the thin protective membrane outside the landing craft showed no significant ripples.

Buzz!

A purplish-red laser beam, half a meter in diameter, descended from the sky and struck the landing vessel precisely!

The protective shield of the landing vessel was penetrated in a matter of microseconds, and the twelve-meter vessel exploded violently in the air, the blast wave kicking up tens of meters of sand and dust.

“Run!” Kolev shouted, “I’m controlling their ground artillery, damn it! This has definitely left a trace!”

“Beautiful!”

Yang Ming shouted as he stabilized his floating skateboard, his mouth full of sand and dust, and raced toward the building marked by Kolev, skimming close to the ground.

At the same time, the rear trunk of the stealth boat opened, and a figure rolled out, making use of the sand and dust for cover and rushing toward the building ahead.

It seemed like another Yang Ming, dressed the same and equipped with the same individual combat gear.

“Damn it! I only have two hands! Two!”

Kolev cursed frantically.

Yang Ming held his breath; the clone robot had appeared within his sight, and not ten seconds after it entered the abandoned building, Yang Ming sprinted in on his floating skateboard.

The entire ground floor of the building had been cleared out, where Yang Ming met the clone robot. He immediately handed his laser gun, goggles, headset, tactical backpack, and floating skateboard to the clone by his side, while Kolev controlled the clone to run to the corner with all the gear; Yang Ming continued to race forward.

After a few steps, Yang Ming turned back, opened a bottle wrapped in several layers of foil, and scattered the capsule-like gene stabilizing medication into the tactical backpack before turning to rush toward the stealth boat.

Those were the medications given to him by Lina.

He reversed his coat, grabbed his helmet-flattened hair, and ran directly towards the edge of the city, sticking to the shadows of the buildings.

Yang Ming glanced back.

The pirate ships in the sky had noticed the approaching Dawn-level battleship, and their rate of bombardment was rapidly decreasing. They signaled for retreat from the ground and the ship cannons began firing downward, covering their own pirates’ retreat.

Up ahead, the stealth boat slowly floated, and the cockpit door slowly opened, the color-changing paint reflecting the color of the sand and making it difficult to discern.

Yang Ming stepped briskly into the boat and snatched the helmet held by Kolev to put it on his head.

He turned off the clone sync.

He activated the full holographic perception remote control for the clone.

“Number Two! Return the same way! Find the clouds!” Yang Ming urged, “Take off slowly, don’t stir up too much dust!”

“Don’t rush, Hanton,” Kolev, breathing a bit heavily, rapidly tapped on the projection screen in front of him, “There’s still time, enough time, get that thing moving!”

“First, get his gear on!” Yang Ming growled, “It’s a bit hard for this thing to step on the skateboard!”

The stealth boat steadily ascended, quietly retreating into the desert, using the horizon to mask its tracks.

Inside the small stealth boat, Yang Ming was continually shaking his hands and feet, his body posture somewhat strange.

Another ‘Yang Ming,’ fully dressed and appearing just as he had a moment ago, sped out of the building he was hiding in on a floating skateboard, speeding along the edge of the battlefield.

The screens in front of Kolev split into seven or eight panels, as the scattered spores completed their final mission.

He had taken control of five pirate ships!

The main cannon of Kimo’s primary ship slowly lowered, and on the fire control platform screen of that ship, the ‘Yang Ming’ on the floating skateboard was locked on.

The operator in front of the screen looked puzzled.

Inside the stealth boat, Kolev clapped Yang Ming on the shoulder and handed him a microphone.

With a deep, processed voice, Yang Ming shouted into the microphone:

“For Captain Kimo!”

This voice was sampled from a team captain who had died in battle inside the Kimo Group.

Kolev turned off the microphone, pressed the virtual button in front of him, and murmured to himself: “Fire the main cannon.”

Buzz—

The screen inside the stealth boat flickered lightly.

A dense white beam descended from the sky, cut through the rampant dust, and instantly engulfed the ‘Yang Ming on the skateboard,’ pressing him to the ground, swiftly melting him!

Inside the stealth boat, Yang Ming pulled off his helmet, gasping heavily, as if he had personally experienced the power of a 300-meter class starship’s main cannon.

300-meter class pirate ship’s maximum output from the main cannon.

The ground heaved, creating waves of sand, and the hit area continually sank, with magma fissures appearing on the surface like blood vessels.

The firing lasted for twelve seconds.

“Vaporized, definitely vaporized,” Kolev murmured, “The Alliance’s ships should have captured this footage. We did it, Hanton… Haha! We succeeded!”

“Don’t celebrate too soon,” Yang Ming looked up at the sky.

From this angle, he could faintly see, diagonally upward in the sky, five pirate ships trying to split to the left and right.

The all-curved surface battleship was now visible in the sky, falling toward low Earth orbit.

Guel Alliance, Dawn-level Light Battlecruiser.

Yang Ming muttered, “We haven’t escaped yet.”