NOVPUBThe bullets never stopped. A National Guard soldier hid behind a building door, looking for a chance to ambush.
But Miao Lun had already anticipated his position. The heavy machine gun aimed at his location, the ammo belt jittered, and thick bullets started firing.
The wooden door couldn't even stop regular rifle bullets, let alone 12.7mm machine gun rounds.
The wooden door was turned into a sieve in a blink of an eye. The National Guard soldier hiding behind it had no chance; he was turned into minced meat by the machine gun. Even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.
A soldier fired a grenade toward Miao Lun's position. It was a 40mm explosive grenade from a grenade launcher. Several heavy machine guns also unleashed a barrage in his direction.
With a slight move, Miao Lun hid behind a sturdy concrete block. Bullets and grenades pounded the block, causing it to vibrate and shed debris, exposing the rebar inside, attempting to suppress Miao Lun with concentrated fire.
But at this moment, the two mercurial arms on Miao Lun's shoulders extended, reaching out beyond the wall. The mercurial arms grabbed a heavy machine gun and opened fire at the enemies' direction, taking them down immediately.
"Damn it, I'll ram you to death."
Just as Miao Lun stepped out not far, a National Guard soldier drove a car, flooring the gas pedal, aiming straight to hit Miao Lun.
Miao Lun extended his arms, directly stopping the car speeding toward him with a squeak.
Vrooom!
The engine roared, tires screeched against the ground, unable to move any further.
In the next moment, under the terrified gaze of the National Guard soldier driving, two machine guns on Miao Lun's back aimed at him. Muzzle flashes, and the man became a corpse.
Putting down the car, Miao Lun continued his hunt as if nothing had happened.
Entering a narrow alley, a squad of National Guard soldiers laid an ambush. Aside from bullets, one of the soldiers angrily shouted, wielding a flamethrower, trying to burn Miao Lun to death.
Miao Lun's left hand covered by mercury expanded, transforming into a shield to block the flames. In the meantime, he quickly countered with his gun, killing the flamethrower wielder with a headshot.
Miao Lun then discarded his near-empty Gatling gun and picked up the flamethrower from the ground, strapping the fuel tank to his back, secured by mercury, striding toward the nearby building.
A lot of National Guard soldiers were hiding inside. They had set up machine guns and various heavy weaponry at the entrance, ready to unleash a full assault on any Genetic Warrior entering, tearing them to shreds.
However, Miao Lun didn't even use the main entrance. Taking an unconventional route, the mercury on his palms morphed into ice axe-like structures. His feet formed toothed spikes, turning into crampon constructs for climbing.
Miao Lun climbed the wall with a combination of hands and feet, embedding his sharp extremities into the wall, securing his position with each move.
In no time, Miao Lun reached a window on an upper floor, deftly slipping inside.
In the room was a family of three, startled by the ongoing gunfire in the street below—a man, a woman, and a young girl.
The man held a pistol. Hearing the commotion, he saw a towering figure appear in the room, nearly touching the ceiling.
"Waaa!"
The little girl, upon seeing Miao Lun's blood-covered and ferocious appearance, bawled in terror, tears flowing like pearls.
The woman quickly covered the child's mouth, fearing that the crying might anger this demon.
"They... they're not here, they're in the lobby downstairs."
The man also quickly holstered his gun, raising his hands to show he posed no threat.
Ignoring them, Miao Lun walked straight out the door and made his way down.
Reaching the lobby, the National Guard soldiers were nervously watching the building entrance, completely unaware of the figure behind them.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Without any hesitation, Miao Lun wielded the Gatling Machine Gun in his left hand, the flamethrower in his right, with two heavy machine guns on his shoulders firing simultaneously.
Like autumn leaves swept by the wind, the scene was inundated with a rain of bullets.
The unwary National Guard soldiers suffered heavy casualties. The few who tried to escape into rooms or bathrooms were incinerated by the flamethrower, turning into human torches, screaming horribly until they turned to charred corpses.
The Genetic Warriors' slaughter methods were a dimension-reducing strike against the National Guard.
"Holy crap, holy crap, what am I seeing? What are those monsters..."
As the Genetic Warriors massacred, from the window of a building, Jimmy swore repeatedly, his mouth agape, unable to hide his shock and fear.
Watching the bloody, battlefield-like scene, Jimmy's hand holding the phone was trembling.
In the live-stream channel, due to the appearance of the Genetic Warriors, the viewer count had surged to millions, the comments flooding like rain.
"Damn it, what are those silver-armored things?"
"Wardfa, those are Genetic Warriors. I remember their biological armor wasn't like this! Did they upgrade or something?"
"It's definitely an upgrade. This Mecha makes them even more terrifying."
"Our National Guard is being slaughtered. Oh God, please save your merciful followers. How can they do this?"
