Fate is full of coincidences.
Under the large, cold moon, on both sides of the bridge, two motorized units from different factions faced each other across the gap.
At the same time, the orders from both commanders were clearly transmitted to the front line.
Berry: "Eliminate the enemy!"
Jotaro: "Eliminate the enemy!"
The bridge must be taken; only by taking the bridge could they encircle the Tyger Claws and crush the enemy forces in their desperate encirclement.
That was what Berry thought.
Jotaro had his own ideas.
The bridge must be held.
Those lunatics from Hive Tower had actually broken through to the bridge, a vital transportation artery, when he wasn't paying attention.
He admitted he had underestimated this so-called Hive Tower.
But this would be the last time.
At the critical moment, his reinforcements had finally arrived at the bridge.
As long as he wiped out this Hive Tower assault team that had broken through the encirclement, there was still a chance.
He absolutely could not let Hive Tower surround his troops in Kabuki.
Those were all his own men; the second echelon that hadn't crossed the bridge belonged to those old guys, and if he fell into trouble, they might not necessarily save him.
Jotaro was drenched in cold sweat, feeling a lingering fear.
He had almost let Hive Tower turn the tables.
Now, the only option was to crush these guys at the bridge.
They had jumped into the territory occupied by the Tyger Claws, and as long as he crushed them, he could shatter Hive Tower's plan and win in one stroke.
But if Hive Tower succeeded in occupying the bridge, everything he had foreseen would become reality, and then he would be finished.
When experts clash, there are no complicated tricks.
Whether it was Berry or Jotaro, both clearly knew that the bridge had quietly become the focal point of the battlefield.
Victory or defeat would be decided here.
It all depended on which cavalry unit could have the last laugh.
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"Everyone listen up, victory depends on this moment; stay behind me and don't fall behind."
"Only in unity can we win! Charge!"
V leaned low over her bike, her eyes locked on the ferocious, crazed faces opposite her.
Twisting the throttle to the limit, the engine roared as her motorcycle charged toward the enemies on the bridge.
No more words were needed; Hive Tower's motorcycles rushed out one after another, their engine sounds merging into a single roar, like the howling of some ancient beast.
Looking down from the air, the MaxTac unit, with V in the lead, formed a triangular charging formation.
This was the wedge formation.
With the determination to break the line, there was no turning back.
The sharp shape was like a spear thrust, charging forward with unstoppable momentum; either tear the enemy apart or be smashed to pieces, there was no third option.
"Kill them all!"
"Leave no one alive!"
At the same time, the Tyger Claws also began their charge.
They let out all sorts of strange cries, mixed with the roaring of engines, twisting and distorting in the air, sounding like the shrieks of demons crawling out of hell.
The colorful painted shells of their bikes shifted in the flickering streetlights, and the flags bearing the words "Tyger Claws" flapped wildly. The Tyger Claws' mass charge converged into a savage tiger head, the "King" character on its forehead twisted like a tadpole, its blood-red mouth opened to the limit, ready to completely swallow the MaxTac unit.
"Fire!"
The enemy's momentum was strong, but it didn't scare V.
She had seen it all before.
Calmly judging the distance, V decisively gave the order.
Blue fire erupted from the plasma guns, and a barrage of blue bullets flew toward the opposite side.
Explosions rang out in response; motorcycles were blown into scrap metal and sent flying with smoke, and people with severed limbs screamed as they were fused to their bikes by the searing heat—a true embodiment of man and machine becoming one.
With one volley of fire, the front line of the Tyger Claws was instantly wiped out.
"Counterattack! Counterattack!"
"Fire!"
The shocked and angry Tyger Claws finally opened fire in retaliation; their mounted machine guns roared, and a stream of fiery red bullets shot toward the MaxTac unit.
The motorcycles swerved left and right, and the incoming bullets were blocked by an invisible shield, shattering into sparks under the stress.
V tried her best to block the bullets for those behind her.
But even so, the constant screams from behind warned her that casualties were inevitable.
V gritted her teeth, silently letting her bike carry her toward the enemy.
Closer and closer, until they were in close-quarters combat.
Neither side yielded, even accelerating crazily, until they finally collided like a tidal wave. The sound of steel clashing was teeth-grinding, and in less than half a second, over a dozen motorcycles were sent flying into the dark river on both sides of the bridge.
But thanks to the most elite "Phantom Squad" charging at the very front, they withstood the impact, and the Tyger Claws' losses were far greater than Hive Tower's.
The front of her bike collided repeatedly in the chaos, sparking showers of light. V struggled to stabilize herself, lifted her waist, and raised her submachine gun.
"Da-da-da-da!!!"
Fire flashed; in this chaotic crowd, the gunfire at close range was almost like a harvester, and the orange bullet lines mowed down a swath. The Tyger Claws could only look on in astonishment, unable to help themselves, as the spitting muzzle was aimed at them.
The sturdy shell of the motorcycle between her legs withstood the impact, carrying V out of the enemy crowd.
The vehicles on both sides crisscrossed, surviving the first round of the charge.
The front of the bike twisted sideways, tires scraping sparks against the ground, and finally, by planting her feet, V managed to stop the motorcycle.
V looked behind her; a few figures were missing from those who had charged out.
The Tyger Claws on the other side were even more miserable, with at least a dozen people killed in one round of fire.
But given the enemy's larger numbers, both sides remained in a stalemate; neither had defeated the other.
V took the opportunity to catch her breath, her eyes locked on the Tyger Claws opposite.
A new round of charging was about to begin.
Perhaps the designers of the bridge beneath their feet never imagined that this four-lane bridge would one day become a battlefield for a cyber-cavalry charge.
...
"Get me to break through the front line! If you don't succeed in ten minutes, I'll skin your family alive!"
Jotaro no longer had his previous high-spirited appearance.
His suit buttons were undone, his tie was crooked, his hair was messy and pulled, and mixed with the cold sweat sticking to his forehead, he looked utterly disheveled.
He never expected that Hive Tower would put so much effort into hitting him hard.
And they had almost succeeded.
Now that the bridge was in a stalemate, Jotaro hurriedly ordered an intensified breakthrough of the front line.
As long as the front line was broken, it wouldn't matter if the bridge was taken by the opponent.
And...
Jotaro straightened his messy suit and looked at the night view outside.
Should he ask for reinforcements and let the second echelon move?
Bukit's troops, Yoshiteru's troops, Gourmet's troops.
He hadn't intended to move these troops, but the dangerous situation at the bridge left him with no choice.
Finally, after a long sigh, Jotaro dialed the phone.
A shared victory was better than a complete failure; he had to compromise.
The battlefield had finally reached its most intense moment; the front line, the battle for the bridge—the status of both sides was equally important.
Once a winner was decided on either side, the final victor could almost be determined.
For this, everyone staked their lives, all for the sake of victory.
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