The wind clashed against the driving pit where Jin sat, no longer shielded by the roof.
Glancing down at the vehicle's interface, Jin saw that his current speed was around 450 km per hour, a velocity unimaginable for a vehicle of the carrier's size under normal circumstances.
But this was a top-notch carrier, crafted by Zenith, a corporation renowned for its high-performance vehicles.
"Jin, the merc is already—" Silas's voice was abruptly cut off.
"Silas, what is it? Repeat what you just said!" Jin's heart pounded with fear as silence followed.
"The merc is using a jammer. Silas is right in front of you. At your current speed, you'll reach him in 1 minute and 20 seconds, but you can't stop," Thirteen instructed, his voice tense.
Jin sped through the Tenth District, some people looking at the carrier in terror and jealousy.
