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Sun may have walked alone on the dimly lit streets, making annoying noises as the rubble and glass shards on the pavement pressed against the soles of his shoes.

Although he was saddened by the martyrdom of his beloved King Adi in battle, the sturdy Sun may have quickly calmed his mind and changed into the sneakers he had brought from a roadside shop, but the boy had not missed the opportunity to scavenge the megaphone when he had been collecting loudspeakers.

In his full thrift, it only took about ten minutes for Sun to arrive at the dangerous area that Pin Chou had said, and when he first stepped here, he almost mistakenly thought that he had come to a war-torn area in the Middle East - the scorched black marks caused by the explosion could be seen everywhere, almost none of the buildings were intact, the air was filled with the smell of gunfire, and the glass of the roadside shops was all shattered by the air waves, which was very miserable.

"Well, it smells of blood."

Passing by the entrance of a residential area, Sun may have noticed a slight difference with his keen sense of smell, and although he saw a lot of zombie wreckage along the way, all that the guys emitted was the smell of rancidity, the smell of the living - and it was the first time he had noticed such a strong smell of blood.

"Shhhh......h Is it a heavy machine gun......

He turned around the corner, and the first thing he saw was a security booth torn apart by a metal storm - not only was the lone half of the wall covered with dense holes, most of which had been damaged by bullets, and had collapsed into a pile of construction debris, with a few strands of bright red blood seeping through it all the way to the street outside.

Sun may have moved the bricks away, and there were indeed two broken and mixed male bodies inside, not only had a large amount of muscle tissue been beaten into bright red flesh, but even the bones were not much intact, and countless tiny bone ballast mixed with blood splattered everywhere.

"Are these things the culprit......

Sun may have picked up a slightly deformed metal warhead - it is silvery-white, about 50 millimeters long, and at least six millimeters wide - this caliber warhead can easily penetrate the armor of helicopters, infantry fighting vehicles, and even some light tanks, and hitting the human body is simply torture, and the scene is almost intertwined, as evidenced by the two wrecks that are indistinguishable from each other.

Sun could almost have imagined what was happening—a metal storm of steel easily smashed through the brick walls of the security booth, and before the two drowsy security guards could react, hundreds of metal bullets had already penetrated through their bodies and blasted their bodies to pieces—all the flesh that came into contact with the bullets under the terrifying kinetic impact was crushed into mud, and the adjacent bodies were torn apart by conduction.

The bones that stopped the path of the warhead only lasted a few tenths of a second, and then it shattered into countless fragments, which were carried by the warhead and flew out of the body, deeply embedded in the wall behind it.

In addition, the number of warheads at the scene is also abnormal, Sun may have just rummaged through the ruins and found at least hundreds of metal warheads, if the murderer was not a necrophilic pervert, he should only need to maintain a strafing for one to two seconds to ensure the death of the target, there is no need to waste so much ammunition.

"Is it a multi-barreled revolver.....

Sun may have thought of the famous Gatling series and Vulcan series for the first time, this kind of terrifying weapon born for fire suppression is not so much a machine gun as a machine gun, without considering the barrel life, the rate of fire can even soar to tens of thousands of rounds per minute, in modern times, it is mostly loaded on combat vehicles or helicopters, mainly used to destroy bunkers and armored units - it is too extravagant to use this thing to hit people, and the speed of burning money is not as fast as it.

However, in this case, it makes sense why so many warheads are scattered on the ground, and there is no such thing as a burst fire from a revolver, even if the speed is lowered to pour two or three hundred rounds of ammunition per second, it is still easy.

And it was not only the security booth at the entrance of the community that was attacked, but the walls of each residential building inside were also covered with dense bullet holes - Sun may have used brute force to smash open the security doors of several houses and enter to inspect, and found that the mysterious attacker was not shooting aimlessly, and the humans in the house, regardless of men, women, and children, were all killed to death by precise points across the wall, and none of them were spared, but most of the domestic pets such as kittens and dogs were released safe and sound.

And the residents of the upper floors, probably because the distance is too long, the bullet is difficult to penetrate the layers of cement to hinder the accurate hit, without exception, they were bombarded by grenades.

The enemy is supposed to be using small shoulder-fired grenade launchers, which are not very powerful - and the load-bearing walls of high-rise buildings are covered with thick layers of cement, and most of the damage caused by grenade explosions is limited to one or two adjacent rooms.

But in fact, the casualties it caused were still terrible - the grenade was not only gunpowder, but also filled with hundreds of small steel balls, which could reach three to four times the speed of sound in an instantaneous manner under the impact of the explosion, and the power was still above that of most small-caliber firearms.

In such a large community, at least two or three thousand residents were mercilessly killed by the mysterious attacker, who seemed to know the location of each resident very well - there were also some alert people who seemed to be awakened by the sound of explosions, realized that something was wrong and wanted to escape from the community, but without exception, they were still shot by bullets from behind in the middle of the way, and the corpses were miserable on the side of the road.

"Heh, the minigun and the rocket launcher, this configuration is really full of immediacy, is it a tracker transformed by a tyrant......

No, the tracker doesn't kill with ordinary zombies, and it doesn't have such an accurate ability to seek enemies, or is it a terminator? Those robots do have the ability to do that.....

Sun may have left the community and continued to move forward, although his appearance was forced to be calm, his eyes were full of burning anger, although he thought he was an indifferent man who would not care about the life and death of others, but thousands of lives, including many young children, died tragically in front of him, which was far beyond his bottom line!

"I don't care what you are, but today I'm going to make you pay for it with blood!"

Sun may have walked out into the street with a gloomy face, and instead of hiding his whereabouts, he took out his power tomahawk and knocked on the iron railing of the street from time to time to make a loud noise, trying to lure out the secret enemy—he couldn't wait to vent his anger with a hearty slaughter.

However, although his mouth was full of contempt for that enemy, in fact, Sun Perhaps's five senses had been raised to the limit, and the observation runes in his eyes were even more at full capacity—almost all of them had a substantial light coming out of it, always monitoring any wind and grass around him.

Judging from the traces at the scene, the enemy hidden in the shadows was armed only with a minigun and a grenade launcher, and Sun may believe that with his current defensive ability and mobility, as long as he does not stupidly stay in place as a target, it should be difficult to inflict heavy damage on himself with this level of attack.

But there's another problem, a pretty serious one - there are just too many traces left.

Along the way, Sun may have seen no less than 100 traces of explosions, and the remnants of ammunition and bullet casings can be seen everywhere, and he estimated that there were at least hundreds of thousands of rounds.

Fifty or sixty grenades, and hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition - these materials can fill a small van in size alone, and there are no obvious traces on the road - such as track marks, footprints and other traces of action, the possibility that the opponent is a heavy unit with huge tonnage can basically be ruled out, then the only reasonable explanation is that he has to face a fully armed modern firepower team - it can't be that the guy of the main god has opened an infinite firepower plug-in for an enemy.