Critical Hit

Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau Armaments Factory, weapons and equipment testing grounds.

A row of instrument arrays stood in a corner of the testing grounds. Ultra-high-resolution military displays showed dense, constantly shifting data and diagrams.

More than a dozen staff members sat before the equipment, monitoring the changing data with focus and tension.

Behind them stood Lu Guang and twenty or thirty burly men.

The men wore dark green shorts and undershirts. Every one of them was powerfully built, muscular and imposing. As they stared up at the sky, their bronze-tanned faces were full of astonishment.

A low roar rolled across the sky above the testing grounds as a dark blue shadow darted back and forth like lightning, performing all manner of unbelievable maneuvers.

At times it shot toward the heavens, at times it dove downward, at times it hovered in midair, and at times it vanished without a trace!

The burly men were all dumbfounded.

One of them complained to Lu Guang, "Master Lu, you're really something. You hid such a good thing for yourself and gave us the lousy stuff. Does your conscience not hurt?"

"Exactly!"

Another burly man voiced his intense dissatisfaction. "You said the armor couldn't break the sound barrier. Then what was that just now? It hit Mach 2!"

Lu Guang smiled bitterly. "I've been wronged here. The Dragon King Armor is indeed much stronger than the Yazi Type I, but it isn't capable of breaking the sound barrier, let alone reaching Mach 2."

"So are all our eyes broken, or is there something wrong with your testing equipment?"

"Neither..."

Lu Guang spread his hands helplessly. "All I can say is that I can hardly believe it myself, but the facts are what they are. Chief Zuo is simply too strong."

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