"Satellite maps showed that Mindstorm was currently about 2.5 kilometers away from us, due west."
"2.5 kilometers? Fuck! We should've grabbed two motorcycles."
Leon, dressed in a Soldier Boy Suit, rode his personal vehicle, Motorcycle Mode Arcee, while Butcher and Hughie had a Hummer they had randomly liberated from the roadside for zero dollars.
When they drove deep into the forest and reached the end of a road, Butcher and Hughie's Hummer was too large to continue any farther. The three could only pull over by the roadside.
The moment they got out—
Hughie impatiently pulled out his tablet to check their positions relative to Mindstorm. The day Homelander died was drawing closer and closer, and he could barely contain his excitement.
After hearing the distance, Butcher cursed under his breath. Two and a half kilometers through complicated mountain forest terrain would take nearly an hour on foot.
With that in mind—
Having experienced the convenience of superhuman physical abilities, he immediately rummaged through the Hummer's trunk and found the remaining dozen or so vials of Temporary Compound V in his sling bag.
"Oi, Hughie."
Butcher tossed a vial of Temporary Compound V to Hughie beside him. After catching it, Hughie asked in confusion, "Do we need to take it this early?"
"Of course not." Butcher grinned wickedly. "Unless you want to walk these 2.5 kilometers of rough mountain road with your ordinary human body."
At that—
Just imagining it made Hughie's scalp tingle. He had plenty of confidence in his own physical condition, so he obediently said, "Then I'd better take it."
Seeing that—
Leon curled his lips into a smile, walked over to Butcher, and took two more vials of Temporary Compound V from his sling bag, tossing one to each of them.
"How could one vial be