"Pira, Adcardo's side is already engaging with the Night Wanderers. Get the setup ready."
After receiving the message from Adcardo, Mann didn't dare to delay for even a second. According to the intel from that side, there were as many as twelve modified vehicles and five large oil tankers heading their way.
The combined weight could crush their entire team into meat paste without leaving a trace of bone fragments.
"Understood, leave it to me. You can rest easy."
Pira gave Mann a thumbs up. Although he usually wasn't serious, as the team's technical expert, his work was quality assured.
He took a few metal boxes out of the trunk and tossed them onto the road ahead, each six meters apart, then activated them. On each side of the boxes, two rows of hollow spikes popped out, followed by a scattering of loose spikes.
These were specialized for tire puncturing. Even if there were liquid-filled inner tubes, it wouldn't help; they'd stick to the tires and continuously deflate them.
