I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1496 - I won't say it even if I die!

Chapter 1496: I won’t say it even if I die!

Translator: _Min_ Editor: Rainystars

In the faint static constant electricity sound, the foam cus.h.i.+on of the car seat moved sideways. Countless pieces of steel plate armor slowly rose from the gap in the seat under the traction of the mechanical arm, and accurately pa.s.sed through Jiang Chen’s legs and arms, and then buckled together in a series of “clicks”.

It was the last insurance on the custom-designed Luer vehicle, a T-3 power armor was built into the back seat and occupied half the trunk. Not only that, the armor was reinforced with t.i.tanium alloy. It was also changed from equipped from the rear to equipped from the front, so it could be a.s.sembled quickly.

The two bodyguards that sat in the front turned around and looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.

Their boss, who previously sat there in a suit, had turned into a steel robot armed to his teeth.

T-3.

It was impossible for any employee at Celestial Trade to be unfamiliar with this piece of technology!

“You wait for me here; I will go have some fun.”

Despite the fact that the two bodyguards could not see him, Jiang Chen grinned at the two before he opened the car door.

Almost at the same time, a layer of cobweb-like cracks spread from the middle of the gla.s.s to both sides, accompanied by a gunshot sounded from a distance.

“WHAT THE FU*K!”

The two bodyguards in the front row subconsciously raised their arms and lowered their bodies.

Fortunately, all the gla.s.s on Luer was high-strength bulletproof gla.s.s doped with graphene interlayers. Even if the gunshot came from an anti-vehicle rifle, it was impossible to penetrate the car with a single bullet.

The sniper that crawled on the building skillfully pulled the bolt, and an orange-yellow bullet case still smoking was ejected from the barrel, and his finger was placed on the trigger again.

Just now, there was a second gunshot.

But the bullet didn’t fly towards Jiang Chen’s car, it flew towards the sniper.

Without the slightest warning, the sniper who was about to fire his second shot was shot in the head, and blood spluttered on the water tank behind him. The sniper rifle in his hand fell downstairs and slammed into pieces on the concrete.

Two blocks from the building, in a truck parked on the side of the road, five men sat in the back of a truck. They held automatic rifles such as AK-47 and M4, taped to their hands, and they wore bulletproof vests of different models.

Some of them were veterans, and some were employees of former military contractors.

“JAMIE IS DOWN! d.a.m.n IT, IT’S GHOST AGENTS! Their reaction is too fast!” Carlson’s expression was gloomy, as the ambush did not start off smoothly.

Their people successfully caused a car accident and forced Jiang Chen’s car to stop. However, the material strength of the bulletproof gla.s.s still exceeded their expectations, and even the .50 Magnum ammunition doped with a reinforced layer failed to penetrate the gla.s.s.

When Jamie was about to fire a second time, the previous gunshot had already exposed his position. Whenever Jiang Chen traveled, at least one sniper was on standby nearby. Carlson felt that he was not a.s.sa.s.sinating an entrepreneur, but the head of state…

“What to do.” The burly black man next to him said with hesitance, “They have at least one sniper…”

“We must continue!” A trace of determination flashed across the man’s face, and he loaded the rifle, “For the UA! For the Statue of Freedom!”

At the same time, he also said silently in his heart.

I hope those people fulfill their promises…

“For the Statue of Freedom!”

The driver shouted out, and the truck went on the opposing lane, pa.s.sed through the congested area, and directly rammed into Jiang Chen’s car. A black car darted out from the side and blocked the front of the truck, and the side of the car was crumbled by the collision.

The back door of the truck was kicked open, and Carlson, wearing a ski mask, jumped onto the street first. He first opened fire into the air, and then sprayed into the car that was blocking the truck, right after, he pa.s.sed through the fleeing and screaming crowd and rushed right to the black Luer sedan.

The Luer did not reverse but opened its trunk instead.

For some reason, Carlson suddenly felt a strong sense of anxiety overwhelm him as he saw the open trunk.

At this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his footsteps were half a beat too slow.

A foot covered with steel stepped out from the trunk and made a loud thumping sound when it landed on the concrete ground. The innocent citizens were quivering underneath their vehicle with hands around their heads, as they thought they were under a terrorist attack. They peeked their eyes to the figure behind that Luer sedan in a surprised and dumbfounded state.

This is…

They felt like they had seen this somewhere before.

This type of T-3 was naturally different from the ma.s.s-produced T-3 used by soldiers. Although the engine and the core weapon were the same for the two models, the one worn on Jiang Chen’s body was vastly different in terms of the armor material and the streamlined appearance.

As a result, these citizens living in the Internet era recognized the origin of this thing in an instant.

This, this, isn’t this…

Hans, who was underneath a vehicle, widened his eyes. Not long ago, he had revisited the picture on a military forum. Someone compared the “Iron Man” in the Los Santo incident to the glimpse of the figure that first appeared in Coro City, and the photo of the T-3 Power Armor Brigade that landed in Capital; in the end, they demonstrated that the Iron Man was actually just a T-3 with a different breastplate and weapon.

The argument on the internet had been inconclusive, but everyone had no doubt that it was the masterpiece of Celestial Trade. Because only Celestial Trade could manufacture power armor capable of flying. As for the counterfeit made by the Department of Defense, it was just a clunky piece of iron that worked like a larger kinetic skeleton.

However, they had never thought that the Iron Man was neither a special force member from Celestial Trade nor a bodyguard, he turned out to be the President of Celestial Trade himself – Jiang Chen.

Hans took his phone out of his pocket, then raised it while he continued to tremble. Although he knew it was not a smart move, he still couldn’t stop himself from doing this.

He was not far away from that Luer sedan!

If he could capture a video, it would make the headlines!

This is big news!

The bullets. .h.i.t the t.i.tanium armor and made a series of clunking noises, and sounded just like annoying mosquitos. Jiang Chen held down the door to the car that was about to open, shook his head at the bodyguard in the car, then raised the tactical rifle in his right hand, and said silently in his mind.

“PEERLESS—”

The muzzle erupted into flames, and the bullets were connected to the hearts by straight lines. As the muzzle swept across the chaotic traffic, blood mists appeared one after another. A rifle grenade flew towards him, and the nitrogen s.h.i.+eld popped open without missing a beat and blew the grenade along with its white smoke into the building on the side before it turned into a splendid flame in the air.

Fortunately, Carlson escaped the bullet aimed at him. With his extraordinary combat awareness, Carlson dodged the bullet that would have left him dead and hurriedly reloaded the steel-core armor-piercing magazine. The brawny black man, who kneeled right across from him, was bleeding, as blood gushed out from his shoulder. He gritted his teeth while he placed the light machine gun on top of the front engine cover.

“FU*K! The intelligence is wrong! We got a tough opponent—”

BANG!

A bullet exploded the black man’s skull and punched a hole in the engine cover of the car.

“SH*T!”

Carlson cussed under his breath as he quickly dove to the ground and rolled behind another pickup truck.

The speed of the Ghost Agents completely exceeded his expectations.

Unexpectedly, in less than a minute, the sniper had already moved and was already behind them.

The operation has failed!

Carlson made a prompt decision, stayed on the ground, and crawled under the truck. However, before half of his body got under the car, he felt a large force that came from his legs.

Jiang Chen stood by the truck and dragged Carlson up by the legs with one hand. As if he caught a little chicken, he pulled him from underneath the truck.

As he knocked down the rifle stock that was aimed at him, Jiang Chen smiled lightly at Carlson before he pressed him against the hood.

“Rebel? Are you from C State or T State?”

“I won’t say it even if I die!”

Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, Carlson stared at Jiang Chen fiercely and said.

“Really?” Jiang Chen shrugged, his voice floated out from the steel armor, “I hope you can still insist on that in a little while.”