Chapter 1 Sixty Black Bombs

Sixty fist-sized, smooth, black, spherical bombs were neatly stacked in two weapon crates. These were delayed-action fragmentation high-explosive grenades Han Xiao had bought from Bureau 13, or "delayed bombs" for short. From this abbreviation full of loopholes, one could tell the explosive power was not small.

Eight hundred Aquamarine coins per bomb, sixty of them cost forty-eight thousand... seems like I didn't miscalculate.

The bombs were ready-made; Han Xiao only modified them. Using [Basic Mechanical Engineering], he attached miniature propellers to the delayed bombs. Powered by a number five battery, they had brief propulsion, eliminating the need to throw them manually and greatly increasing the attack range.

It was just a bit bizarre. Han Xiao experimented a few times, and the image of a round-headed, big-brained blue raccoon always popped into his head.

Simulation mask, enhanced Frenzied Eagle dual pistols, Light-Armor Power Arm - Shock Modification, Folding Tyberium Battle Blade, Cloud Swallow Gliding Wings, Magnetically-Controlled Extendable Armor, sixty delayed bombs. His own equipment had been completely updated, plus he could get all sorts of odds and ends provided by Bureau 13. At his current level, it was already a set of semi-divine gear. When in doubt, he could just charge in.

"This equipment is enough for now."

Han Xiao crossed "Update Personal Equipment" off his to-do list. The next item was a vehicle.

Building a vehicle from scratch would take too long, so it was better to buy one and modify it.

After much deliberation, Han Xiao settled on the type of vehicle: a heavy-duty truck with a detachable cargo box, to be used as a mobile warehouse and workshop, and as the team's logistics vehicle.

Han Xiao bought the truck directly from Bureau 13. Anything produced by the military factory was sure to be top quality. He had two options: pay for it, or exchange favor points, which meant having Bureau 13 allocate the truck to him.

Calculating his funds, he had about two million eight hundred thousand left. It had only been a few days, but the characteristic of the Mechanic class to burn through money like water was already apparent. If he wasn't resourceful, he really wouldn't be able to keep up.

Unaccustomed to the wind blowing on his empty pockets, with wealth gone, peace comes. How else could he become an excellent Mechanic.

Han Xiao chose to exchange favor points, spending 150 Bureau 13 faction contribution points. If he paid, it would cost more than eight hundred thousand Aquamarine coins, so using favor was more cost-effective. Han Xiao asked Feng Jun to help with the application process.

"Just deliver the truck to me. How long will it take?"

"I have to pick it up from the military factory. Two hours, give or take."

As it turned out, Feng Jun was a punctual man, driving over a heavy-duty truck precisely on time.

So, the question arises... rest assured, a blue dung beetle excavator will not appear here.

Ahem, the question is, the truck was too big and couldn't even fit into the repair shop.

He had calculated everything, except this. This was very awkward.

The two of them stared at each other, wide-eyed, at the entrance of the repair shop's alleyway.

"What do we do now?"

"How about you help me expand the shop again?"

"You gotta be kidding me! The engineering department doesn't have that much free time!"

Han Xiao scratched his chin, his eyes lighting up. "Aren't you leading a team to monitor this area? Where's your base?"

"Get a grip, you moron! Are you trying to make us even more conspicuous?"

Han Xiao sized up the military heavy-duty truck, four meters high, three and a half meters wide, with an enlarged cargo box he had specifically requested trailing behind, eleven meters long, wider than the truck's cab.

"Conspicuous? I don't think so," Han Xiao said without blushing or panting.

Feng Jun sprayed Han Xiao's face with saliva. "Only a blind man wouldn't see such a big truck!"

"Speak when you speak, what's with the waterworks?" Han Xiao grabbed Feng Jun's sleeve and wiped his face, looking disgusted. "No offense, but you have a bit too much output."

Old Man Lu came out at this moment and exclaimed, "What a big truck."

Han Xiao's eyes lit up. "How about we just bulldoze the repair shop?"

"Get lost," Old Man Lu cursed good-naturedly, stroking his bald spot. He thought for a moment, took out a key from his pocket, and threw it to Han Xiao.

"I have a garage a few blocks away. You can use it."

Han Xiao was surprised. "Generous, Old Man Lu. Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"Go play!" Old Man Lu grumbled, pushing the two of them out of the alleyway and staggering away for a stroll.

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Han Xiao drove, arriving at the garage ten minutes later.

"Blegh..."

"Hey, is it that bad?"

Feng Jun looked green, clutching the car window, vomiting while frantically waving his hand.

Han Xiao didn't know what Feng Jun meant, whether he was saying he would never ride in his car again, or telling him not to mind his feelings.

Han Xiao shook his head, putting this insignificant question behind him. He saw off the unsteady Feng Jun and began modifying the military heavy-duty truck.

He checked the truck thoroughly, front and back. No bugs or cameras.

He could trust the quality of the military factory's products. The internal structure had ten cylinders, a turbocharger, and other horsepower-boosting equipment. The maximum speed could reach 135km/h. There were five wheels on each side, all large, thick, non-slip, and wear-resistant tires. The cargo box was very large and could hold a lot of equipment. Han Xiao planned to convert it into a small workshop and needed to move the equipment from his studio.

The chassis was specially designed for off-road, with spring suspension and air suspension shock absorption, allowing it to drive smoothly on rough terrain. It was also equipped with an anti-drilling protection device to prevent small vehicles from going under the chassis. The scenes in movies where protagonists drive sports cars under trucks to outwit the villains were impossible... Wait, why did he naturally cast himself as the villain?

The cab was not cramped at all, with enough space for six people. It was equipped with a multi-gear transmission, ten gears, with smooth shifting and reliable braking.

Han Xiao checked the airbags, a total of eight. As long as people didn't fly out during a crash, they definitely wouldn't get hurt, and they could even experience the pleasure of being buried in big breasts (kidding).

Speaking of crashes, the front of the truck did not have a reinforced bumper, which he needed to install himself. Han Xiao also looked at the windshield, which was not cheap. It was bulletproof.

Overall, it was decent, with no major modifications needed. Han Xiao decided to mount a few bottles of nitrous oxide for burst acceleration. A heavy-duty truck equipped with nitrous acceleration? Just thinking about it was exhilarating! As long as it didn't leak, it would be more domineering than a Roadhog.

Han Xiao began to modify it.

The cargo box was set up as a small workshop. The chassis and front bumper were reinforced, and the heavy armor looked very sturdy. Four nitrous oxide acceleration bottles were installed inside, for bursts when needed. Han Xiao also bought some spare tires and added a small radar antenna to the roof for receiving radio signals and broadcasting Wi-Fi.

The total cost reached more than one hundred thousand. Han Xiao shook his head helplessly. Modifying a vehicle was such a money pit.

Looking at the black heavy-duty truck in front of him, Han Xiao scratched his chin and suddenly thought it would be a good idea to give the truck a name.

The massive body, the dark appearance, a very reasonable name sprang to mind.

"Big Black!"

Hmm, it felt good, very reasonable.