≠ Power

Starry Night and Journey probably refers to the two of them, Li He.

Driving long distances at night was very tiring, and there were no traffic police on the road to check for drowsy driving, which resulted in Jin almost driving his car into a ditch several times.

It was his desire to go home that kept him strong, and he finally arrived in the West Second District safely without any danger.

It's dawn in the distance.

Jin stopped the car and turned off the engine, jumped out of the car and led Li He into the passageway and ran straight home. His excitement and eagerness were beyond words.

He kept talking all the way.

"Finally I'm home! When I get home, I must fill up my bathtub with drinking water and take a good bath. My skin has gotten a lot worse after being outside for so many days..."

"You are the guest I brought home. You should be staying in room three. Let me tell you, there is an excellent bottle of whiskey in the wine cabinet in room three. I highly recommend it. You must try it..."

As he spoke, his tone gradually became disappointed.

"That bottle of whiskey is really great... If Cox, Rhodes and the others were still alive, they would definitely have a few drinks happily..."

Thinking of the dead soldiers, Jin couldn't help but gnashed his teeth angrily: "Damn Nicholas Tai!"

"Don't die yet." Li He whispered: "I always think they look at us a little strangely."

Li He's eyes scanned the people passing by on the road like a hawk. When Master Jin from the West Second District came home, instead of welcoming him warmly, people seemed to be avoiding him with a flicker.

"It's normal." Jin said nonchalantly: "These poor guys at the entrance have always been like this, just get used to it."

While talking, the two entered the gathering place through the door.

Jin's mood became more urgent, and he pulled Li He and ran faster.

After the two of them ran away, several guards at the door, wrapped in space suits, pressed the communicator switch and said quickly: "The target has passed the door."

The population of the West Second District gathering place is not as large as that of the West First District, but there are usually people coming and going on the road, but today I ran through the gate and saw no one on the road.

Jin, who was running ahead, also began to realize that something was wrong and gradually slowed down.

Just when the two of them were suspicious, a large number of guards poured out of the paths on the left and right sides.

The leader was still the kind of elite guard member who had been seen in the main castle of Glory City. He was wearing a full-structure anti-riot suit like a space suit, and each held a Steyr multifunctional tactical submachine pistol. He saw the two of them without saying a word.

Just shoot.

The city guards were so confident in their firing. Under the leadership of the elite members, the guards ran out of the bunker confidently and boldly and rushed towards the two people in the middle of the road. Some even rushed forward than the elite guards.

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Everyone has been waiting in the West Second District for too long. Today, the target finally appeared. The guards were hungry and thirsty, crying for food. The look in their eyes seemed to be seeing a large number of rewards from the city lord.

Inertial thinking is at work, taking things for granted and harming people.

They never imagined how hard they would hit.

Now Li He and Jin are no longer the weak, defenseless men trapped in the castle.

A Steyr of the same style appeared in Li He's hand. It was the one that had been captured. It was dug out of Dr. Chang's ammunition box and saw the light of day again. At this moment, it finally came in handy. His huge strength allowed him to

Use this weapon with one hand, a weapon that only members of the Elite Guard of the Glory City Main Guard are qualified to use.

The weapon raised by Jin further explains how steel is made. Oh no, it should be called how the foot that kicks the steel breaks.

Faced with many pistol parties who are still comparing their lightness and structure, a rifle whose power has directly jumped to another tactical level must have the dignity of a rifle.

In the direction where the fn2000 gun was aimed, the bodies of the guards who were rushing the fastest were shaking as if they were being electrocuted. The bullets directly penetrated their bones and flesh, turning into sieves leaking blood.

The primitive people were still comparing triumphantly to whose stick had more stones, and here they took out airplanes and cannons.

The main purpose of the pistol is to stop, while the purpose of the rifle is to kill. It is not a competition on the same level at all. The direct result is suppression.

The power of the assault rifle is so amazing that at the current distance of tens of meters, the instantaneous cavity of a rifle bullet can almost break the opponent's entire arm!

Ten rounds of bullets were swept over, and the group of guards who rushed out from the right were directly swept away. However, the members of the elite guard team were worthy of being elites. Their reaction was much faster than that of ordinary guards. When they saw the rifles being fired at, they immediately let out a strange sound.

Yelled, turned around and hid behind the crowd.

Are you kidding me? The Glory City Main Guard has always been world-famous for having more people and guns. What our elite guard is more focused on is good equipment, not courage! When we meet someone with better equipment than us, why don’t we just run away and wait for death? The whole structure

Even riot gear can't withstand rifle bullets!

Hearing the screams and falling to the ground one after another from behind, the elite shrunk his head and ran a little faster. His will was very firm:

If you don't enter the bunker, you won't fight back!

Compared to the bloody scene where Jin's gun shattered human bodies, the scene in Li He's side seemed much calmer.

His familiarity and accuracy with firearms are not as good as those of natives of this world like Jin.

But who said Li He was powerful enough?

Using Steyr with one hand, he held his left arm straight like a javelin. The body of the submachine pistol, which was not bulky in the first place, was as light as a feather in his hand. The recoil was as if it had been fired without any sign, even if the muzzle of the gun was firing.

The situation remains as stable as Mount Tai, motionless.

So, Li He discovered a very interesting phenomenon:

The guards opposite were like a group of puppets, and the gun in his hand was the string that connected and controlled the puppets.

Just put the person in the crosshairs and pull the trigger.

The puppet will fall down.

The faster you click, the faster the puppet will fall.

It's like playing a computer game, shooting one kid at a time.

Because the gun head didn't move, he didn't need to wait for the recoil to recover, so he directly pressed the trigger to enter the fully automatic firing state...

A dozen guns were used to kill a dozen children.

Some unlucky ones who fall to the ground slowly will need to be shot one more time.

This made Li He feel a little embarrassed and put the blame on Steyr: I didn't mean to shoot you too many times. It was because the gun fired too fast.

The elite in the full-structure riot suit was very tough, so he took the most bullets.

After Li He swept across the area, he found that this person was the only one who was still alive, so he turned the gun back, pointed it at him and fired a few more times.

Still not falling!

So Li He pressed the trigger.

Do you know what it feels like to be blasted with ten bullets in less than one second by a submachine pistol that seems to have no recoil?

I guess not many people know about it.

But it must include this elite gentleman.

It's just that at this moment, he can no longer tell people how he feels.

Even if the anti-riot suit could block low-power pistol bullets, the huge impact was enough to crush his internal organs and brain. At this moment, his space suit-like helmet was already filled with the blood he had spit out. Until then,

He slowly fell over backwards, and the originally white anti-riot suit now became like a moth-eaten quilt, with pitted surfaces and dots of black.

that's all.

Li He and Jin, one on the left and one on the right.

In a ten-thousandth of a second of slow motion, the two people ignored the so-called shrinking of the body to reduce the impact area, and stood directly on the spot and fired at the enemies on both sides. The enemy's bullets passed through them, and some were just tearing apart.

The clothes were opened, and some of them got into the flesh and spattered a cluster of blood.

However, they fought back with even more terrifying lethality than their opponents. A group of City Lord Guards, who were so complacent that they rushed out to grab the credit, poured a basin of ice water on them and beat the emerging guards until they were running away with their heads covered.

After thirty rounds of bullets, there was no one standing except for corpses on both sides of the road. The crowd that rushed out left behind more than thirty corpses. They ran back behind the bunker in a mess and carefully raised their guns to fight back, as if they were the ones being surrounded.

One side.

The bunker is more than a hundred meters away from the center of the road. Li He's Steyr is no longer accessible. Although Jin's fn2000 is still within the shooting range, it is difficult for him to experience the penetration of the gun due to the extra bunker covering the opponent.

The pleasure of meat is gone.

Then the two men stopped shooting.

"Change the magazine!" Jin whispered to Li He and began to change the spare magazine on his body.

Li He only has one hand, and he was not familiar with playing with guns. Now he cannot change the magazine with one hand.

He simply gave up, thought for a moment, took out a grenade from his body, pulled the safety catch with his teeth, and threw it towards the guards in the distance.

He took out another grenade and threw one to the enemy on Jin's side.

The city guards on the left and right sides saw the firepower in the center of the field stop, and they were overjoyed and planned to take advantage of the opportunity to kill themselves.

As a result, before leaving the bunker, a black and round object was spotted coming through the air with a terrifying whistling sound.

Who uses a hand grenade as a rocket launcher?

How can anyone throw a hand grenade more than a hundred meters away?

The guards almost cried.

He held his head and tried his best to avoid the grenade.
To be continued...