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Chapter 53 Tank Platoon

[Reincarnated as a dump truck: Gomen, you've got me in deep trouble! The assault serum was experimental. I just asked my superiors about it, and then the blue-hatted officers from the Internal Affairs Department showed up. I'm about to be sent to Siberia to dig potatoes!]

[Great Heavenly Dragon: Have you crossed the river yet?]

[Reincarnated as a dump truck: We've crossed the river! My God, you have no idea what I saw! Ten golden-eyed hybrids were carrying tons of materials to build a pontoon bridge. The Proscenians' planes couldn't even bomb it as fast as they were repairing it!]

[Dawei Tianlong: I'll be done here soon and I'll be able to cross the bridge and meet up with you right away. Has your mobile extraction point been unlocked?]

[Reincarnation Dust Truck: No, I rarely enter war-themed dungeons. If we're going to retreat, we should probably retreat from Mosco, right? But I heard that area is almost surrounded, and it'll be difficult to get in.]

[Great Dragon: It's alright... Are all the players entering the instance now spawning around Rosa's side?]

[Reincarnated as a dump truck: They're all in Rosa's camp, but many players have switched sides and become Rosa's traitors. They think Proson is powerful, and their tanks and uniforms look cool.]

……

Chen Lai closed his eyes and leaned against the bed, talking to Zhang Long. He had been unconscious for five hours. The power of words was extremely taxing on the body, and with the lack of nutrition in the food these days, it was normal for him to faint.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and before Chen Lai could answer, a group of people filed in. He recognized Korchagin and Ulia, but the bearded, somewhat disheveled middle-aged man behind them was a complete stranger.

“Alexander, right?” Pskov sat down by Chen Lai’s bedside, staring intently at him.

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"Pskov, formerly a major general in the Fifth Guards, now the commander of the Donets partisans, you've acted very bravely... Where did you hide the drug Korchagin gave you?"

Pskov's golden eyes lit up, and judging from the golden light in his eyes, his bloodline concentration was quite high.

Chen Lai also activated his Golden Eyes, and the pressure of a higher being was exerted on everyone present. Clearly, his bloodline concentration was the highest, and his eyes shone as brightly as light bulbs.

“The Prosen skeleton master found me. Manstein let me go for some unknown reason, but he left three hybrid soldiers behind. In order to kill them, I injected all the potions into my body.”

Chen Lai's voice was calm; this was the explanation he had already prepared.

"How do you know that's a Skeleton Master? And Manstein, how do you know that name?" Pskov keenly noticed the loopholes in Chen Lai's words.

"The Shemos Youth Corps, the Shemos Skeleton Division, and the Stormtroopers—don't these units all have special symbols and are mixed-race units?" Chen Lai countered.

"It seems you've memorized the enemy's unit designations and insignia. What about Manstein? Are you sure it's him?"

"That's him! I saw his portrait in the Rosa Homeland newspaper. He's the Federation's most dangerous enemy! He once led the Great Encirclement of Podon and wiped out 600,000 of our troops!"

Pskov nodded, then grabbed his arm: "The drug you were injected with was an experimental drug, a miracle drug, do you understand what that means?"

“I understand. This drug is very dangerous. It’s actually meant to be left for you so you can self-destruct. After I injected it, my bloodline concentration was pushed to a very high level, but I only have a very small amount of dragon blood.”

Chen glanced at his bloodline concentration, which had reached 47.5% and was still burning. At this rate, his dragon blood concentration would soon exceed 50%.
Pskov stared into his dazzling golden eyes, feeling a pang of pity: "Do you know what you'll become if you cross the line?"

"Deadpool."

“Yes! Turn into inhuman monsters! They now roam the entire Donets steppe. They were once our comrades, but now they are just obstacles to kill and cause trouble for the Prosen!” “I’m ready. Before I become a monster, I will definitely take away the most dangerous people from Prosen.” Chen Lai had made up his mind. His next task was to find Manstein and then explode against him!

Only by killing him can I escape; the other two escape points are too far away, and I won't have time to run around the map.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Pskov said no more, patted his hand, then pulled him up and pressed him against his chest: "God bless you, we should get going."

"Where?"

“We have completely failed in Donetsk. Vlasov and his lackeys are hunting me down everywhere. I was injured and wanted to take the medicine and blow these sons of bitches up, but now I have no medicine.”

As he spoke, Pskov rolled up his trouser leg, and only then did Chen Lai notice that his thighs were black and purple, as if something alive was wriggling inside.

"Is this caused by the power of words?"

“Yes, Vlasov’s Word of Power. He’s the number one dangerous person. If I don’t get medical help soon, I’ll have to amputate my leg. I’m not afraid of death, but this Word of Power isn’t something that can be easily dealt with. I need the help of alchemy.”

Chen Lai nodded. He understood the current situation. Now that he had woken up, he would naturally follow Pskov on his journey.

Click click click click click—

"Which unit are you from? Why aren't you advancing? Don't you know the general has already surrounded Rosa the Pig with the Imperial army?"

Outside the door, the savage tone of Prossen's language rang out again, and the sound of tank treads approached like thunder. Chen Lai and Pskov exchanged a glance, knowing that they had been given a mission.

Korchagin was closest to the entrance, and fortunately, he made good arrangements, having several young men dress up as Prosen soldiers and pretend to be soldiers at the entrance. All the jeeps were also driven into the village, but they didn't speak Prosen, and they would be exposed quickly if questioned.

Chen Lai squeezed through the window and counted the number of tanks. There were eight tanks in total: three Panzer III tanks, four Panzer IV tanks, and one Panzer II mini-tank. This should be a tank platoon, probably passing through the village to resupply.

The Prosenians' equipment is now a mixed bag. Their early Panzer I and Panzer II tanks are outdated, and they are currently replacing them with Panzer III and Panzer IV tanks. This chaotic organization is a sign of their poor logistics.

"Hey kid, can you drive a tank?" Pskov grinned and asked Chen Lai in a low voice.

Chen Lai was still pondering how to deal with this tank platoon. Putting aside the No. 2, which could be taken down by ordinary anti-vehicle weapons, the No. 3 and No. 4 were the pride of the Prosen.

The Panzer IV medium tank weighed 18 tons and was equipped with a short-barreled tank gun. Its frontal armor was 30 millimeters thick. With such armor, Junyan would probably only be able to scratch it.

"Do you have a solution?" Chen Lai asked in a low voice.

At this moment, the Prosen armored soldiers outside realized that something was wrong, because they did not see any officers. Normally, there should be one officer left behind in a village, but there was none at this time.

Despite their vigilance, Pskov remained completely calm.

Do you know what my Word of Power is?

"What is it?"

The next second, the door swung open, and before Chen Lai could react, Pskov had vanished.

Word of Power: Moment

The user will amplify their speed by a factorial of two, earning them the name "Divine Speed"!
(End of this chapter)