Motorcycles. Although the Alliance had begun to study the lightening of diesel engines, the progress in engineering wasn't that simple.
Duque had the system elf to help him memorize those distant memories, but he hadn't studied mechanical engineering before he transmigrated, so he only knew the general idea of many things and didn't know the details.
Most of the time, the modification of a nut or a transmission shaft was a complete redesign.
It was like a simpler bicycle.
On Earth, the world's first bicycle was made of wood by the Frenchman Chirac in 1790. It wasn't until Duque transmigrated and experienced more than two hundred years of history that he finally had a plan. There were bicycles with big and small wheels, wheelbarrows that pulled people on acrobatic roads without looking back, and everything else.
Because the dwarves and gnome craftsmen had such amazing ideas, Duque had to follow history and change the motorcycle to something similar to the original design in history.
However, it looked more like Arnold Schwarzenegger's Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Fatboy, in the movie Terminator 2.
It looked like a diesel car on the surface, but it was full of Titan technology inside.
Because it didn't burn diesel, there was only a miniature Titan rune power array in the entire cylinder. Thirty-six of the smallest Titan runes formed a structure that was almost perpetual. It would automatically absorb any basic elements around it, such as earth, water, fire, and wind as energy to replenish the power inside.
Unfortunately, the energy absorbed was only enough for the motorcycle to crawl at a speed of twenty kilometers per hour. If he really wanted to perform Fast and Furious, he had to use up the stored energy. Because the element pool of this new motorcycle was very small and limited by the level of materials science, the time it could reach eighty kilometers per hour was very short.
To put it simply: eight hours of charging, five minutes of acting cool.
If the energy supply of the rifle mounted on the back of the motorcycle was taken into account, the time was even shorter. It could only be maintained for about three minutes while firing, and then it could only return to twenty kilometers per hour.
Duque had his own ideas. He wanted to install a fully automatic ammunition chain and then synchronize it with magic so that the rifle would turn wherever the motorcycle's helmet turned.
Unfortunately, at the moment when automatic rifles hadn't been developed … Duque could only extravagantly create a Titan ray rifle that didn't need ammunition by using the energy of the Titan runes as ammunition, like magic cannons.
The price he had to pay was naturally a reduction in his racing time.
Of course, the sneaky Duque wasn't willing to see the performance of the vehicles, including the motorcycles, drop so much. He installed external energy ports on Fatboy's motorcycle, Katyusha rocket launcher, and Mammoth tank.
In theory, as long as a high-purity Titan energy crystal was inserted into the interface, the vehicle could be charged immediately, providing extreme power for a longer period of time.
Alright, after talking for so long, why didn't the Hero Team just sweep over?
My dear Mr. Gavinrad has seen this in blood and tears.
Although every guard in Odour's city wall area did not have the offensive power to destroy the world, their skin was thick enough to give any hero a headache at the current stage.
That was not what was more desperate.
While the vehicles were being prepared, Gavin Rad, who didn't believe in superstition, took advantage of his thick skin and thick flesh and started farming with his Wind Sword.
In the end, a funny thing happened. After three hours of hard work, he carried more than a dozen iron dwarf-like [Cast Steel Defenders] and finally dismantled them into scrap metal, the [Cast Steel Defenders] that he had spent a lot of effort. A metal door in the distance opened, and a dozen identical iron dwarfs ran out to replace their original positions.
Gavin Rad's body immediately bent forward in frustration, and he fell into a miraculous state with an ORZ posture that was similar to a dog crying.
That's right, the entire Odour's city wall area was a defensive zone with a fully automated guard production factory. Any battle damage would be replaced by the main control computer of the defensive zone within a certain period of time.
There was only one way to pass through the city wall area: kill faster than the production of the defense system, and you had to quickly advance to the main control tower of the factory. Only by destroying the tower could you stop the production of the guards in a part of the area.
Anyone who tried to use human wave tactics to fight a war of attrition would only be drowned by the real human wave tactics.
Moreover, assault battles were not to be fought casually. To put it bluntly, the only thing that could really restrain those guards was the energy weapons forged with Titan runes.
"Let's go, let's go!" The four veteran drivers took the lead on their motorcycles, shaking off the slow Mammoth tanks and Katyusha rocket launchers nine streets behind them.
Since Odour itself had a large number of automatic attack vehicles, the entire area in front of the city wall area was paved with extremely flat super hard bricks. It was practically a holy ground for motorcycles.
In the blink of an eye, even the taillights of the motorcycles could not be seen.
"Yahooo —" Gerbin used his light weight to his advantage and stepped on the accelerator all the way. The mini Titan engine let out a deafening roar, providing surging power to this large motorcycle that weighed almost half a ton.
The entire heavy motorcycle seemed to be flying.
Left turn, right turn.
Galloping at high speed, Gerbin's motorcycle made three S-shaped turns of different sizes, easily passing through the middle of the ten iron dwarves without suffering any damage.
"Hahaha! You want to hit the God of Racing? You're not qualified! " Gerbin laughed as he drove the motorcycle up a small steel slope. To be honest, he really enjoyed the feeling of riding on the clouds.
However, he was just a little bit away from his extreme joy turning to sorrow.
Right in front of him, next to a seemingly abandoned iron tower, a huge iron golem that was two and a half stories tall suddenly appeared. This was called [Etched Rune Golem], and it was a classic siege weapon.
It raised its huge palm and slapped through the air.
"Ahhh —" For a moment, Gerbin almost peed his pants.
If he hadn't activated a privately installed ejector at the last moment, his height would have dropped from one meter to less than ten centimeters.
Yep, he almost turned into minced meat.
The few motorcycles that pretended to be pretentious received varying degrees of welcome from the guards.
Magni was chased by a [Mechanical Gnome Battle Tank]. The Mechanical Gnome gripped the control stick tightly and fired a series of machine guns at Magni.
If Magni hadn't cheated by turning the Balrog Hammer into a huge flame shield that blocked the area near the taillights, his motorcycle would have been blown to smithereens.
Bu Laing was even more amazing. He had the ability to drive the motorcycle while using a [Santos Famous Hunting Rifle] that dropped from the Sunwell to fight the [Mechanical Attack Plane 54-A] that looked like a helicopter in the sky.
Among the few pretentious criminals, the most arrogant one was, of course, Duque.
Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, Duque drove the motorcycle in a zigzag pattern and directly pulled over … more than a thousand guards over.
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