Dragon Raja: Reboot

"Um, right, the side quests aren't urgent. There are some things I haven't figured out yet, so even if you answer them, I can't give you a proper reply."

Faced with the two people staring wide-eyed at the same time, Lu Mingfei acted like a scumbag, saying the most irresponsible thing in the most serious tone.

"We've been thinking for so long, it's time to relax." He rubbed his hands together. "Let's play a game. When I say '1,' you all have to lie down, okay?"

Chu Zihang's expression changed instantly.

The junior brother's hands quietly landed under the table between the seats, and the sound of a submachine gun being cocked came from below!

He naturally couldn't suspect that his junior brother was going to shoot him. Chu Zihang suddenly looked around. His extraordinary hearing brought him faint footsteps above the front and rear carriages, as well as the sound of guns being cocked.

They're surrounded!

The other party was very well hidden, like a venomous snake lurking in the dark, but this did not escape the hearing of the hybrid.

Chu Zihang suddenly stood up, grabbed the windowsill, and looked out of the car window.

The train was traveling on a gorge bridge with deep ravines on both sides, estimated to be at least a hundred meters high. They could not escape the ambush by jumping off the train.

The killing intent was palpable from all sides. The ambush was calculated in advance, as the assassins had anticipated that the trains would be used. They cleared out the carriages beforehand, creating the stage for the upcoming ambush!

Chu Zihang immediately thought of the reason for the train delay.

He suddenly heard a humming sound in his ear.

「ティガ勇気が久久りない……」

Chu Zihang looked over in astonishment and saw his junior brother gazing out the window at the canyon under the night sky, humming a Japanese song.

Damn, why does this song sound so familiar?

"The ending theme of the Ultraman Tiga movie." Lu Mingfei said somewhat embarrassedly when he saw his senior brother staring at him, "We're about to fight, so I'm praying to Ultraman Tiga that he can lend me his courage!"

Chu Zihang didn't know what to say or what expression to make, so he could only expressionlessly draw Murasame.

……

As the leader of this operation, 001 waved his hand while holding a gun.

Behind them stood a burly man in a black bulletproof vest, silent as an iron tower, who stepped forward and stood on either side of the passage, guns already loaded.

001's gaze was deep, but inside he was in a panic.

He was a member of the hunters, and in the past he was always arrogant, traveling the world alone, and had been to all sorts of strange and supernatural places. His favorite movie character was Professor Jones from Indiana Jones. He felt that Jones was a reflection of his life, except that Jones saved the world and explored lost history through archaeology, while he obtained money from the evil capitalists through tomb raiding.

Of course, he always felt there was no difference between the two.

Making money is nothing to be ashamed of!

He had excavated ancient tombs in Peru and explored the inverted pyramids buried underground in Egypt. For someone in this line of work, crawling in and out of ancient tombs was a daily routine, and he had encountered all sorts of strange things. However, he was always lucky and had a long life, and God did not take him away.

But this time he felt it was going to be a disaster!

He was indeed adept at tomb raiding and exploring historical sites, but leading troops into battle was another matter entirely!

The burly men who followed him, all dressed in black and wearing death masks, were all sent by their employers to assist him.

His original assignment was to explore an ancient tomb in England, but his employer said at the last minute that the assignment had changed and he needed to help bring someone back.

It was called "bringing," but it was practically kidnapping. The employer seemed afraid that something might go wrong, so he specially sent a group of strong and capable men with guns to assist him.

With such a group of tough guys by my side, I should feel very safe and able to command them whenever needed. However, 001's constant warnings of danger have never stopped since I boarded these two trains!

001 gripped the gun, glancing down at the time on his wristwatch, his palms sweaty.

There was one minute left before the time set by the employer for the action.

He glanced around and saw that everyone there was a burly, muscular man carrying heavy weapons; they were incredibly impressive.

But why won't this damn danger warning keep coming?!

The employer said that the other side did not have enough firepower and weapons, and told him to bring his men without worry.

As time drew ever closer, 001's breathing became increasingly rapid.

Just then, he heard a familiar melody coming from the carriage ahead.

001 was stunned, and a thought popped into his head: Isn't this the ending theme of Ultraman Tiga?

Everyone has a childhood. Back then, a good man had to watch Ultraman Tiga!

It seemed he had met a fellow fan of Ultraman Tiga. 001 felt a surge of warmth in his heart. If the circumstances had allowed, he would have loved to sing a duet with him.

001 secretly resolved to do his best to save his friend's life, but he didn't know if these burly men would listen to him.

Time ticked by, and the final action was about to begin.

001 took a deep breath, filling his lungs, then suddenly waved his hand and hissed:

"action!"

……

"1".

The junior brother's voice came like an alarm bell.

Chu Zihang grabbed Xia Mi and shielded her beneath him, then suddenly lay down.

Lu Mingfei stood up boldly, pulled out two American Thompson submachine guns from under the table, and pointed the muzzles at the front and rear compartments respectively.

And at that moment, he issued a command to the world—Word of Power: Kamaitachi!

The fairy hidden in the wind flew in all directions to pinpoint the enemy's location!

Without hesitation, Lu Mingfei pulled the trigger. Gunshots rang out, and blood splattered at the ends of the front and rear carriages as flames shot out!

Lu Mingze had prepared tungsten alloy kinetic energy bullets for him. These bullets could even penetrate the scales of ordinary dragons, so penetrating a train carriage was naturally no problem.

The assassins who had been quietly lurking at the front and rear carriage doors were met with a fierce counterattack!

As the bullets rained down, his arm, as if welded to steel, perfectly counteracted the recoil. He even had the power to control the bullets to form a barrage in the air, covering the passageway from all directions. There was only a barely perceptible speed difference, but to an ordinary human being, this speed difference was equivalent to nothing.

Unfortunately, reality is reality, and what he held in his hand was not the "Chicago Typewriter" from Resident Evil 4 with unlimited bullets.

When the last bullet was fired and the suppressive fire ended, Lu Mingfei casually tossed aside the two Thompson submachine guns and pulled out a Winchester M1897 pump-action shotgun from under a nearby table.

This gun has unparalleled lethality at close range and was once nicknamed the "Trench Sweeper".

"Senior brother, the other side is yours!"

Lu Mingfei shouted loudly and chose the back where there were more people.

He picked up his gun, cocked it, and took a step.

"Bang!"

With one hand pulling the trigger and the other pulling the lever, forty-five 8.4mm steel balls tore apart any enemy in their path, killing them without mercy!

This gun shone brightly during the World Wars. Soldiers would grab it and charge into the trenches, unleashing their unparalleled mowing-down mode. Within fifty meters, as long as they hadn't run out of bullets, they were the masters of the battlefield, killing gods and Buddhas alike!

In the narrow aisle of the train carriage, this gun exerted a suppressive force no less powerful than it had back then.

Furthermore, this gun has no trigger stop, which is sufficient to produce a semi-automatic effect.

After the first load, there was only the sound of shotguns firing continuously, interspersed with the sound of sliding the lever, and that ghostly, lingering, eerie Japanese song!

「けてくれけてくれ。」

Ultraman Tiga, grant me courage!

001, who jumped out of the window and was hanging on the outside of the carriage, cursed inwardly, "Tiga would probably need to borrow courage from you, you bastard!"

With one shot and one step, six shotgun blasts rang out before Lu Mingfei threw away the 1897 shotgun in his hand.

He was now standing at the junction of the front and rear carriages.

He opened the locker that was originally prepared for the flight attendants, his face beaming with surprise.

The little devil was indeed the one who understood him best, having carefully prepared all sorts of the most manly firearms for him within easy reach in the carriage.

He pulled out a huge machine gun from the cabinet on the left—a Gatling gun—and took out two boxes of ammunition from the cabinet on the right, humming a song as he set up the gun on the spot.

On the other side, 001 silently counted to six gunshots, then suddenly led his men into the carriage, his face contorted with rage. He seized the opportunity to unleash a barrage of fire into the dusty aisle, the bullets weaving a bright web of light in the air.

At this point, he didn't care about whether they were like-minded or not. Even if Justice Ultraman Tiga stood opposite him, he would dare to... oh, he really couldn't beat that one.

Amidst the hail of bullets, an invisible domain quietly opened up, causing every bullet fired to stop and hover outside the domain, frozen in mid-air, like a scene frozen in an oil painting.

Unfortunately, this scene was obscured by dust and smoke, and 001 missed witnessing this miraculous sight.

Words of Power: A Dustless Land.

After a brief, almost truce-like lull, the Gatling gun roared back to life. The moment the trigger was pulled, dozens of brass cartridge cases flew out, and the meter-long muzzle flash, like a torch shooting downwards, tore through everything in sight, leaving an indelible mark on this historic carriage!

The gunfire was so intense that both sides felt as if they were surrounded by a cloud of sparking smoke.

Suppressed by the heavy firepower once again, 001, crawling on the ground towards the window, felt like biting his employer to death!

You call this thing "no fire support"?! Screw you!

He could tolerate the submachine guns and shotguns before, but what the hell was this?!

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The furious roar was swallowed up by the Gatling gun's howl, just as the flames tore everything apart, the entire carriage melted and dissolved under the Gatling gun's fire!

This gun was developed by a doctor in the last century with the initial aim of reducing battlefield casualties, but the result was the opposite.

The two boxes of bullets were fired in two minutes, and the barrels turned red-hot from overheating.

Lu Mingfei suddenly thought of a movie scene about a pianist who spent a long time on a ship. During one performance, he encountered a challenger. He showed the audience his extreme speed and technique. The steel wire connecting the keys and the string pins heated up rapidly because of his playing. In the end, the pianist used the steel wire to light a cigarette butt, put the cigarette in the challenger's mouth, patted him on the shoulder, and indicated that he could leave with dignity.

It seems the little devil wasn't thoughtful enough, as he hadn't prepared a cigarette for him beforehand.

Lu Mingfei stood at the junction of the carriages, facing a pile of wreckage in the rear carriage, which was on the verge of collapse.

The rear of the train creaked and groaned incessantly in the night wind, eventually plunging into an endless abyss like a rock climber letting go of his grip on a cliff.

Lu Mingfei squinted at the distant night sky. Even the puppet that carried some power and authority had died under his blade. What exactly was that guy planning to use to ambush and kill them here?

Surely there aren't already nuclear weapons aimed at this train?

Lu Mingfei scratched his head. His adorable younger brother wouldn't just stand by and watch his dearest older brother die from a nuclear bomb.

However, judging from the current situation, the other side has only served up an appetizer.