130: 130.
On one side?
130: 130.
On one side?
Lu Li, Xiao Cha, and two puppets each hoisted a W95 heavy machine gun.
Of course, Lu Li did it with his spirit.
He pulled a skull head cover over his head and said,
“Let the two puppets draw their attention in front… Go.”
Upon receiving the command, the two impeccably dressed puppets immediately advanced with the machine guns at the ready.
With fingers made of alloy pressing the triggers, the cacophony of electric pickaxes erupted as large tongues of flame spewed from the barrel!
At that moment, a group on the riverbank was locked in fierce combat.
These old-time drug dealers and opium cultivators were martially trained but wielded firearms.
And beneath their clothes, they wore steel vests of varying millimeter thicknesses.
After several rounds of back-and-forth fire, only seven or eight from both sides had fallen.
But this seemingly calm scene shattered in the next second.
Accompanied by the shriek of tearing through the air, 12.7mm caliber armor-piercing bullets whizzed by at a velocity of 850 meters per second.
Bodies that were intact moments before suddenly erupted into clouds of blood mist!
Those in the Refining Internal Organs realm were blown to pieces, while those in the Marrow Cleansing Realm had several gaping bloody holes.
The steel vests were of no use; dozens died in the blink of an eye, filling the area with screams and wails of agony!
The two puppets advanced while firing, with casings large as fingers dropping continuously at their feet.
As the lead storm swept over them, entrails splattered, and the white riverbank was instantly stained red with blood plasma.
Facing the machine gun bullets carrying 20,000 joules of energy, even those in the Marrow Cleansing Realm were as fragile as cake.
But the “Blood Swapping Warriors” were different.
Ye Zhichao and Kongjian Monk burst through the ground to leverage speed, instantly reaching velocities of 200 kilometers per hour.
In the blink of an eye, they darted more than 50 meters away, leaving countless bullet craters exploding in their wake.
“Machine gun!?”
The two recognized the weapon but had different reactions.
Kongjian wore an expression of delight, believing it to be an arrangement by Zhang Dong.
Though confined to a wheelchair, this young master was the nephew of Jinmen’s Censor and was well-acquainted with Westerners; acquiring such weaponry was not impossible for him.
However, Zhang Dong was even more astonished!
This modern weapon was currently only lightly supplied to the Governor’s Standard Soldiers; he did not possess such influence!
However, both were relieved that the incoming enemy clearly targeted Ye Zhichao, as the heavy machine gun fire pursued him relentlessly!
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Ye Zhichao ducked low, swiftly moving to take cover behind the “Mecha.”
Its frontal armor was a 5-centimeter-thick steel plate, wedge-shaped and angled steeply, far beyond what the heavy machine gun could handle.
Bullets struck, creating sparks and chisel marks, but were completely unable to harm the interior.
Ye Zhichao called out, “First Lieutenant Li Dagen, the enemy’s machine gun is extremely powerful.
Please prioritize taking them out.”
“Asshole!” An impatient male voice came from the Mecha, “Chinese are so bothersome!”
First Lieutenant Li Dagen, having been holed up in the pit all night, was not in the best of moods, but he knew his priorities.
He instantly swiveled his arm, with dual machine guns mounted beneath it, spraying tongues of fire at the puppets; the 7.92×57mm caliber bullet storm poured down.
Due to technological and cost limitations, the bullets of this era were mostly “copper-plated lead.”
However, Terminators were crafted from various types of “hard alloys” capable of slicing through steel.
When the “copper-plated lead” bullets hit, they were like snowballs against rock, virtually useless, with only a few leaving scratch marks.
“What the hell is this!
Clad in steel armor?”
After First Lieutenant Li Dagen fired a few hundred rounds, the two formally dressed figures, complete with top hats, seemed unperturbed by the barrage and continued to advance.
Moreover, one of them reached behind their back to pull out a large tube!
“Number 0” whipped out a heavy rocket launcher, took aim for two seconds, and then a rocket roared its way toward them!
If it had been a Blue Star vehicle, it would surely have been doomed.
But First Lieutenant Li Dagen, the pilot of the mecha, was a Martial Artist of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and also possessed the Refining God Cultivation of Concentrating!
His eyes flashed, and he too entered “Bullet Time,” slowing down the speed of the rocket.
Then, he summoned all of his inner breath and burst forth with all his might, propelling the over one-ton mecha to instantly sidestep a meter to the left!
The rocket brushed past his shoulder and exploded behind him, flipping drug traffickers over with the blast.
“Crap!” First Lieutenant Li Dagen broke into a cold sweat,
“This thing…
looks very much like the anti-armor weapon the military is developing…”
No sooner had he thought this than the next second presented an opportunity for confirmation.
Two Terminators pulled out their launchers and fired two rockets at the same time!
First Lieutenant Li Dagen had just had a burst of energy, and was currently recharging.
Right now, he could only barely move half a meter out of the way, dodging one rocket, but there was nothing he could do about the second.
He watched despairingly as the rocket that could penetrate 800 millimeters hit the midsection of the mecha.
The rocket exploded immediately, melting the copper material inside into a metal jet that easily breezed through the 5cm steel plate, burning a hole the size of a bowl in the mecha.
The molten iron also sprayed into the mecha, and within two to three seconds, First Lieutenant Li Dagen screamed in agony as he was cooked alive.
Smoke billowed from all over the mecha, and Ye Zhichao watched the whole scene, even smelling the burnt stench of scorched protein.
He was the kind of guy who would cut and run for 500 miles at the slightest hint of trouble—seeing the enemy’s fierce firearms, he certainly didn’t want to take any risks, and without a second word, he turned and fled!
With his speed, it would indeed be quite a hassle and a risk for Lu Li to catch up.
But a savior arrived at the critical moment.
Monk Kongjian rushed up, intercepting the man with a punch!
“Ye Huisou, don’t be in such a hurry to leave~”
“You bald donkey!
You’re asking for death!” Ye Zhichao cursed angrily, “I will report this to Major Ito and have you flayed alive!”
“No matter, Buddha only needs to endure until next year~”
Thinking of the plummeting price of opium, Monk Kongjian’s fighting spirit soared!
He had taken charge and stockpiled over a hundred tons of the stuff, which had already dropped in value by 100,000 Silver.
If the price fell further…
he would have to send a few of his concubines to the abbot to atone for his greedy mistake.
The two Blood Swapping Warriors grappled with each other, unaware they were already targeted by four heavy machine guns!
Two puppets in front, with Lu Li and Xiao Cha following behind, all pulled the trigger simultaneously.
In the violent commotion of the pickaxe hitting the wall, terrifying large-caliber bullets swept across!
Ye Zhichao was about to dodge with a burst of speed, while Lu Li’s eyes radiated starlight, already entering “Bullet Time.”
Everything in his sight slowed down by 40%, not only keeping up with the enemy’s speed but also giving him more time to predict their movements and aim ahead.
Ye Zhichao lunged forward, and as if by agreement, caught a 12.7 bullet with his shoulder.
But it only tore a thumb-sized hole, far from the explosive impact seen in previous victims.
The incredible physique of a Blood Swapping Warrior completely absorbed the kinetic energy of the bullet!
Ye Zhichao stumbled slightly, the wound not serious, yet in his heart, he cried out an alarm:
“Firearms assassins that are Refining God Cultivators!”
And to make matters worse, the two puppets were psychically linked with Lu Li.
As the master entered Bullet Time, they locked onto the enemy even more closely, making the bullets even more precise!
Ye Zhichao was hit in the back by two shots, spraying two clumps of bright and sticky blood plasma that resembled mercury.
This was his first taste of blood!
Monk Kongjian’s face lit up with joy, but it promptly fell.
Because Ye Zhichao was running towards him, and the relentless bullets followed!