Bang!
The abrupt gunshot shattered the silence of the night, and the once-peaceful street boiled over like a pot of water brought to a rolling boil.
Ratatatat—!
Orange-yellow tracers streaked wildly through the darkness. The nonstop gunfire crackled like exploding firecrackers, catching the mutants in the complex completely off guard.
But only at first.
The mutants seemed to have long since grown accustomed to sudden ambushes.
They dragged their fallen companions behind cover, then grabbed their weapons and roared as they launched a counterattack toward the source of the gunfire.
Ye Shi quickly glanced at the map, comparing it to the area where the shots had originated.
He was certain.
There were no friendlies there.
Almost the instant the gunfire erupted, a clamor broke out over the comms channel.
"Damn, who opened fire?!"
"Ye Shi???"
Hearing his own ID, Ye Shi nearly spat blood.
"Did you hear an electromagnetic cannon go off or something?"
These bastards!
They were still making jokes at his expense at a time like this.
"Quiet! Those aren't our guns!" Old White remained reliable when it counted, swiftly cutting off the argument on public comms.
Listening closely, that first shot really had not sounded like an LD-47. After playing this game for so long, he could still recognize gunfire.
However, among the later bursts of popping gunfire, several shots had clearly come from LD-47s.
Perhaps they could not control the recoil of full-power rounds. Those shots were all brief, fired in bursts of two or three rounds.
Ye Shi immediately reached a conclusion.
These guys were using mismatched gear!
While he could not tell from the gunfire alone whether they were elite troops, he could at least tell they probably were not well-funded.
Mercenaries?
As he considered that, Fang Chang's voice came over the comms. Judging