Published: February 8, 2025
Chapter Two...
Including Cloud Summit Villa, the Ying City Coalition indeed lacks firearms and bows, but it doesn't mean there is none at all.
Some deeply ingrained awareness cultivated during peacetime still runs deep among the survivors.
For example, the trust and fear of firearms cannot be turned around easily. In the eyes of many, the best way to kill remains shooting bullets into the enemy's body.
So, to some extent, whether survivors acquired firearms from the roulette or other means, they instinctively regard firearms as a trump card.
When this battle team displayed intentions to raid the Ying City garrison, those equipped with firearms had already been concentrated on... the first floor.
The sixth floor was raining down long-range skills.
The mysterious battle team attacking here saw the skills drop, and a red carpet flew out from the center of their formation, rotating and expanding to cover everyone's heads. The skills from the Ying City Coalition landed on the floating carpet and vanished after exploding with immense brightness.
The appearance of this piece of equipment caused the battlefield to freeze for a second before gunfire erupted.
"Not bad," Xia Bai, watching from the rooftop, said softly, an unusual comment before disappearing with his team.
The gunners of the Ying City Coalition on the first floor began their counterattack.
This caught the mysterious battle team off-guard.
Shooting from a height would naturally have advantages. With this thought, the warriors of the mysterious battle team subconsciously believed the Ying City gunners should be on an upper floor, but who would have thought they were on the first?
Blood and the glow from defensive gear flared up together, and screams increased compared to before.
This gunfight was not the conventional kind people usually picture; it was a battle where firearms had levels, bullets emitted light, and projectile paths were manipulated with skills—traditional concepts of shooting angles, evasion space, and cover were all redefined.
Especially in large-scale exchanges, sometimes reflexes and dodging timings become irrelevant. What mattered was who shot accurately and whose defensive gear was superior.
Bulletproof gear was far more effective than heavy concrete walls.
In such circumstances, the result was mutual shooting, with those at the front falling one after another.
There were about five hundred gunners from the Ying City Coalition concentrated here, and in a round of exchanges lasting several dozen seconds, over half were shot dead, while they only managed to take down a few dozen from the mysterious battle team.
It wasn’t that their evolution levels were insufficient, but rather the vast disparity in marksmanship and coordination between them and the members of the mysterious battle team—that was the difference between the professional and the amateur.
Skills continued to rain down from the sixth floor, clashing with that bizarre, level-indiscernible carpet. Both sides wanted to see whether the mental energy of the survivors using long-range skills would be depleted first or if the carpet would give out first.
Below, both sides were still engaged in a shooting match.
Since the battle erupted, it had only been a little over a minute, yet the combined death toll exceeded six to seven hundred people. This showcased the power of firearms at this stage.
This situation would diminish as the apocalypse deepened, with bulletproof gear becoming increasingly widespread.
At this moment, four teams surged out from either side of the garrison, each team consisting of around three thousand people. Two of the teams charged directly towards the mysterious battle team, while the other two aimed towards their rear.
Clearly, Cloud Summit had only used long-range attacks to distract the enemy, intending to draw them in closer.
Mo Ye, having made up her mind, never planned to let this mysterious team escape. Unknowingly, she had been greatly influenced by Ye Zhongming. His philosophy was simple: eliminate anyone who provokes you, so that in the future, if someone considers provoking you again, they will first weigh their strength against the consequences they would face.