I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 254 - 252: Two Sets of Plans

Chapter 254: Chapter 252: Two Sets of Plans

The flipped sedan bounced up from the ground, tumbling twice in mid-air, and just as it was about to crash to the ground, the earth on both sides of the interstate highway erupted, forming two giant mud hands that cradled the car.

Then, the soil continued to surge, rolling like waves, and after gathering together, it formed into a mud egg, completely enveloping the car inside.

Wei Tianyang hugged Fujiwara Makoto in his arms, his left foot braced against the dashboard firmly, while his back propped against the roof of the car, blood from a bruised eyebrow sliding down his cheeks.

"Is it the military?" Fujiwara Makoto said.

Wei Tianyang shook his head; he smelled a familiar scent, the smell of Spencer’s usual cigarettes.

He was immediately puzzled, why? How could this be?

He smashed the windshield with one foot, controlling the mud to form a ramp, and then slid out of the car with Fujiwara Makoto in his arms.

"I’m too weak... I can’t help you, and they might have brought psychic-damping masks, so I can’t sense any spirits," Fujiwara Makoto said.

"Stay here and don’t move," Wei Tianyang said.

He hadn’t intended to let Fujiwara help anyways.

At this moment, a network of scents was presenting itself before his eyes—the smell of gun oil, the scent of gunpowder in bullets, the body odor of people... All drifting from the southwest, intertwining with each other, then dispersing at a certain point, turning into lines.

Meanwhile, Wei Tianyang also felt the brainwaves of dozens of people, their emotions and inner thoughts all laid out before him.

The brainwaves of these dozens of people were strong and weak, Wei Tianyang surmised it was due to varying distances, among them, five were the closest and their signals the strongest while the remaining hazy dozen were likely the soldiers of the blocking force several kilometers away.

[Come on, come on... The file says you’re so formidable, let me see just how capable you really are.]

[Easier than I thought, but we can’t be careless, this guy’s got several superpowers.]

[The ability to control mud is really useful...]

[Get ready... If he’s not dead, he’s probably going to use his instant teleportation ability. But that’s fine... Luke’s Sky Curtain has already trapped him, he shouldn’t be able to get out.]

[Damn it, Steijie, making a fool of me...]

Wei Tianyang heard the inner voices of five people, one of them was almost certainly Spencer.

Wei Tianyang stepped into objective reality, walking out of the mud fortress unhurriedly, only to see two giant mud hands embracing each other, holding the car in the middle, and more earth clustered around, forming an 8-meter tall hemispherical barrier.

Within objective reality, these clumps of mud turned into dark silhouettes, for in this realm, there was no such thing as soil.

The barren chitin terrain also undulated with the topography of the subjective reality. He noticed that about dozens of steps away, there was a layer of golden gas swirling around.

This layer of golden gas had formed a shell around him, completely enclosing him. Looking around, the space he was in was no bigger than half a football field, and it felt quite claustrophobic.

Superpower Special Forces...

Wei Tianyang realized instantly.

"Sent by Steijie? If so, I’ll have to take a good look when I get back," Wei Tianyang said, shaking his head.

He walked up to the golden gas, studying it closely; although it was gaseous, with careful observation, one could understand that the gas wasn’t the true nature of the barrier, but rather the glowing golden material was.

Wei Tianyang extended his right hand, poking the AK’s barrel out a bit, and used the muzzle to probe the barrier.He just felt that he had come up against something hard, no different in feel than a wall.

He looked at the muzzle again, no signs of burns.

Hmm... this thing is purely a protective shield, with no lethal ability.

Wei Tianyang grew bolder, reaching out with his pitch-black right hand to touch it, and sure enough, aside from protection, the shield had no other effects.

The opponent had made the first move, there was no need to hide anymore. Moreover, hiding inside it, he wouldn’t be able to hear their thoughts.

So, he simply stepped out of the current reality, and his figure instantly appeared on the inside edge of the protective shield, his right hand caressing the shield as he strode with unhurried steps.

"Attention, the target has been sighted!"

As Mette spoke, he locked the crosshairs of his precision sniper rifle onto Wei Tianyang’s head.

"We all see him, don’t worry, he can’t get out," Luke said from his flank cover position.

"Make the move now?" Grace looked towards Jonathan.

"You go down with Spencer and talk to him," instructed Jonathan.

"It’s not too late to stand down now, I can explain to him..." Spencer said with a cold laugh.

"Shut up, old man," Jonathan gave him a glance before continuing to speak to his team, "Don’t let your guard down; he’s listed as top secret for a reason. We cannot let him have a single chance to act, nor let him teleport. We only have one chance, it has to be a one-shot kill."

"What’s the plan?" asked Grace.

"You go down with Spencer and negotiate according to the original mission. Luke will disable the shield during the process, but once the shield is removed, there will be a 2-second fade-out period, and it’ll make quite a racket..." said Jonathan.

"I understand... Within those 2 seconds, I’ll make sure he doesn’t make any sudden moves," Grace nodded.

"The striking method will be Mette’s sniper fire. We’re about 600 meters from him. ICR’s precision shooting mode can achieve this," Jonathan said.

"With all our power, we still have to resort to guns in the end," Mette commented.

"Unless you’re faster than a bullet," Luke laughed.

"Superpowers are our last resort. After all, using them just once will leave our bodies almost spent..." Jonathan said with a hint of helplessness.

"Let’s start by getting the wind blowing, Grace. Creating a typhoon takes time, right?" Mette asked.

"I’ll start by stirring up the wind around us. Even if we miss, if he teleports, he’ll still be within the typhoon zone, which should cause him some disruption," Grace said.

"If the sniper shot fails, I’ll emit high heat, and at that time, you and Luke get inside the shield. Jonathan will become Iron Man, who can get close to him in a high-heat situation and engage him hand-to-hand," Mette said.

"That’s right; the records state that his physical condition is that of an ordinary person, the most ordinary kind. 179 cm tall, weighing 70 kg, with running speed, basic strength, and physical fitness that wouldn’t be bad in a regular army but nothing exceptional. In a high heat environment, he won’t be able to last long," Jonathan said.

"The only thing to be concerned about is his instant teleportation ability... Don’t let him get away," Mette said.

"Don’t worry. If we miss on the first go, I’ll use the shield to trap you and him together," Luke nodded in assurance.

Spencer, seeing their enthusiasm, could only shake his head helplessly.

The plan was set. Mette unfolded the bipod of his ICR rifle, then ran to his sniping position to stand by, while Luke joined Jonathan.

Grace looked at Spencer and said, "Come on, Spencer. You tell him that if all goes well, you might just save your own life. If you dare to mess up... we’ll drag you down with us, even if we’re dead."