Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 12



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Exchange (3)

Vito stepped on the accelerator and entered the eight-lane road, finally feeling relaxed, let out a deep breath that he had been holding. However, he kept glancing at the rearview mirror as if he was anxious.

Fortunately, only regular vehicles were driving around, and there was still no sign of Nobak. At the same time, Allen was seen still looking back while riding in the cargo hold.

Vito shouted, worried that his voice might not be heard because of the strong wind.

“Why 60 seconds? Wouldn’t it have been better to just blow it up right away?”

“If it’s too long, I’ll feel relaxed and won’t make mistakes, but if it’s too short, I’ll give up and come right after. That’s why I decided that one minute would be appropriate.”

Unlike Vito, whose heart seemed ready to burst at any moment, Alan’s voice was the epitome of calm.

“It’s almost time.”

Phew!

Just then, flames rising from behind illuminated parts of the dark city. Drivers passing by also peered out to check what was happening.

Alan admired his creation. It was the most magnificent and magnificent fireworks display he had ever seen.

‘I haven’t slept properly this week because I’ve been carving runes.’

If you lack skill, you can just push with quantity. Allen gave up trying to count the number of [Flame] plates he had used for the explosion. And how many magic stones and mana batteries were there to make gunpowder?

Alan looked forward for a moment, catching the rattling car. The pickup truck had reached the top of the hill and was starting to descend again.

The port city of Aromaia was built on a mountain, and the difference in wealth between the areas with a sea view and those without was stark.

Unlike the other side, the buildings built along the downhill road were relatively old and had fewer stories. The cars passing by were also old and had dented bodies that had not been repaired.

Of course, Alan’s attention was elsewhere. He kept his eyes on the road he had traveled, especially the cars coming over the top.

Although there was still no sign of Novak or the cartel he was working with, it was difficult to shake off the feeling of unease.

Alan opened the rear window and urged Vito on, moving the guns and magical tools loaded on the cargo hold to a convenient position for use.

“Can’t it be any faster?”

“Faster here? If you do that on the downhill, you’ll die, so let’s just hold out until you reach the flat ground. Once you get out of town, there will be no cars and the roads are straight, so it’ll be fine.”

The moment the pickup truck completely descended the hill, Vito burst out laughing.

“I told you, the old man is going to have his ass burned trying to deal with the situation. He’s going to have to explain why he missed the party, and there’s an explosion at the clinic. Maybe his competition will think he’s weak and cut his head off.”

“I wish that were true, but… Just keep your foot on the accelerator. I don’t have time to worry about things like running red lights.”

“Excessive worrying is poisonous. As a senior who has been in society longer than you, I will give you some advice…”

Vito’s idle words did not reach Alan’s ears properly. All his attention was focused on his eyes watching the top of the mountainside.

Cars that had become smaller due to the application of perspective suddenly appeared to dodge to the side. At the same time, a large red bike flew up.

The bike bounced back down as if it was ski jumping. Because it was going downhill, the fall distance was greatly increased, and Alan prayed that the bike would just crash to pieces.

Kkwaduk!

The bike landed, crushing a poor passenger car as a cushion, the sound so loud that it reached Alan’s ears from a distance.

Vito, who kept glancing at the rearview mirror while pretending to be calm, also witnessed the scene.

“You crazy… You gave up on training and are chasing us!”

“It was within the expected range. Once something is revealed, whether it is true or false, it takes a long time to clarify. Moreover, the assistants must have been a little suspicious, so Novak prioritized us over them.”

Alan took out his telescope and examined the condition of the man. His hair, blown back by the wind, was covered in soot. His suit had black holes here and there, but the inside was better than he had expected.

“Still, it’s fortunate that I chased after him alone.”

“How is that a good thing?!!”

“If Novak had been a little more rational, he would have contacted the cartel and brought the people over. And since he was in a hurry, he would be lightly armed.”

Vito, unable to hide his fear despite the calm explanation, stepped on the accelerator pedal madly, and Alan’s body tilted sharply.

It was fortunate that we entered the outskirts of the city. The number of cars had decreased dramatically, and the road ahead was wide open.

However, it was not like Novak’s bike was blocked by cars. As if he were a racing driver, he moved quickly between cars and closed the distance between them.

The more this happened, the more Vito’s eyes vibrated.

“What should I do… If this continues, I’ll be caught soon.”

Vito, who had just entered the intercity road, pressed down on the accelerator pedal much harder. The night air became a sharp wind that scratched Alan’s body.

The road north is straight and traffic-free, making driving easy, but that benefit applies to everyone, of course.

The bike, having left the city, began to pick up speed as soon as the obstacles disappeared. The image in the rearview mirror grew larger as the speed increased.

“You have prepared all the items. Pour them all out!”

“I was going to do that anyway. Please focus on driving!”

The speedometer read 150. The wind was so loud that I had to scream to make my voice heard.

Alan picked up the cloth that was covering something and scattered it on the road. He hoped it would be at least a little bit of a distraction, but the cloth unfortunately fell into the grass beside the road.

There was no regret at all. When did life ever go as one wanted it to? Civil war, pirates, bomb necklaces…

But Alan wanted to break that chain of events so he could live the life he truly wanted and follow the path he wanted.

Alan slung the heavy lump of iron over the tailgate of the cargo bay. He unfolded the bipod of his sniper rifle, sat down with his legs outstretched, and rested the buttstock firmly against his shoulder.

Beyond the scope, there was a chain that had not yet been released. Only by breaking it could he escape the vicious swamp that was sucking him in.

Alan’s concentration made him forget the wind blowing against his ears. The only thing in the world was himself aiming on the straight road and his target running towards him.

Taaang!

“Did you get it right?!”

Allen loaded the next round, ignoring Vito’s question and the pain in his shoulder from the recoil. Having pulled the trigger of an assault rifle a few times for practice in the clinic’s vacant lot, he was not fully equipped to handle a sniper rifle.

Still, I had roughly found the zero point since I had aligned the road near the front wheel of the bike.

Taang!

This time he aimed at the bike, but the results were not very good. The shield deflected the bullets to the side, and the sliding bullets created small spark trails due to friction.

Alan was not disappointed. If Novak hadn’t been prepared for that, he would have thought it was fake. That’s why he kept pulling the trigger with an indifferent expression.

bang!

There was a huge firework.

bang!

This time, the fire flashed at the height of Nobak’s head.

bang!

The bike’s appearance was distorted for a moment. The shield was shaking and distorting its shape.

bang!

Finally, the annoying shield is gone.

Now all that was left to do was to match it, but Noh Bak’s counterattack was no easy feat. The gun barrels on both sides of the bike’s front wheel scattered countless flashes of light on the dark road.

Alan crouched as low as he could to the floor of the cargo area, while Vito looked horrified at the broken side mirror.

After zeroing in on the first shot, Novak aimed more precisely at the pickup truck. Unfortunately, the barrel of the sniper rifle that was sticking out was shattered, and the truck rocked violently, causing Allen’s body to shake as well.

“Ugh! I think there’s a puncture in the tire! I’m going to flip over!”

Vito drove the car with great difficulty, even though it was squeaking. He swung from side to side, but he controlled the speed and kept his balance. Naturally, the speed decreased significantly, and the distance between him and the bike became much shorter.

Alan, who was lying face down, stuck his head out to gauge the distance.

‘Are you only after tires?’

I felt a malice that wanted to somehow capture me and cause me pain.

Alan wanted to show that it was arrogance. He threw the old sniper rifle on the road and picked up the blunt one.

It was a grenade launcher with a six-round magazine. He had stolen it from a guy the cartel had left for repair. Instead of a regular grenade, Alan loaded it with a grenade engraved with [Flame].

A weapon designed to annihilate enemies or hunt monsters was aimed at an approaching bike.

A light ‘bang!’ sound was heard, but the result was different. The 5m killing radius was completely turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Boohoo!

And Novak’s bike raced through the wall of flames. The paint on the bike was peeling off, and Novak’s hair was much shorter than before.

Alan kept pulling the trigger. The more he did so, the more the bike began to rattle, and Novak’s artificial skin began to peel away, revealing glimpses of his metal skeleton.

Ki-ki-ki-ki!

An ominous noise and sparks flying wildly from the area where the wheels were caught Alan’s attention. Vito explained the situation without him having to ask.

“The wheels are completely stuck! The steering wheel is turning on its own, so I can’t drive any further!”

“Let’s just go towards the grassland. Also prepare the shield generator.”

The pickup truck’s head veered off the road and turned around, causing Alan’s body to shake violently.

Up until now, I’ve been holding on thanks to excitement and hormones, but if I let my guard down, I’ll be in excruciating pain. Of course, that’s a sweet feeling I’ll only experience after surviving.

Alan kept pulling the trigger, feeling the bumps of the dirt road.

The flames that were meant to burn the monster’s shell spread across the meadow.

Another round of bullets came from the bike as it circled around to avoid the flames. This time, it seemed to have changed its mind and was mainly aiming for the cargo area and the driver’s seat.

As the body was being ripped apart, the bullet’s fang left a gash on Alan’s forearm. Luckily, it only punctured the flesh, but even that caused blood to flow out profusely.

I happened to slip out of the sights as I was going down the hill, but it was only for a moment.

In addition, the truck’s speed had decreased significantly. It was going down the slope due to gravity, not engine power.

Finally the car stopped, and Vito looked back and frowned, like a baby on the verge of crying.

“Now if we shoot each other up there, we’ll both die, and we’ll get along well. But······, thanks to you, the last drive was thrilling.”

Vito trembled but put aside his resentment.

“It’s better than dying as a test subject. I left a rifle propped up on the driver’s seat. It’s stuck underneath there.”

“It’s not over yet.”

“Let’s just take it easy. No, you’re expressionless even in this situation. You’re really annoying.”

Alan hasn’t given up yet.

Gurrrrrr!

Since the Mana Engine is so quiet, it adds a virtual engine sound. And the engine sound of the pickup truck, which is full of the user’s taste, roared loudly and still filled the night sky of the prairie.

The sound would have been heard by Novak, who was climbing the hill. He would have thought that a truck was running, so he would have jumped high up without slowing down, just like he had done on the uphill road in the city earlier.

“Allen said, loading a different grenade.

“Prepare the shield.”

Boohoo!

As Alan had expected, Novak’s bike rose high into the air. And he pulled the trigger.

The rune in this grenade is [Flight]. I can’t determine the direction because I don’t have enough ability, but I can make it fly high enough.

A grenade exploded in midair, pushing the bike upwards. At the same time, as I pulled the trigger, a grenade packed with explosive power slammed its head into the bottom of the bike.

Kwaaang!

A massive explosion went off overhead.

“Wow, you’re amazing too… You’re alive!”

A dark shadow fell. If I leave it to land like that, it will be torn to pieces by Nobak’s golem prosthetic arm.

Alan still maintained his composure, or rather, pretended to. He held the shield generator in his left hand against his chest, and pulled the trigger with his right.

Alan and Novak. The distance between them is less than 10 meters.

Inside, flames rose up brilliantly.

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