Boom!
The powerful shell exploded the instant it hit. The area, already a field of ruins, was once again filled with flying dust, and the entire blast site became an unsightly mess.
"Nice!" Mike shouted in delight.
A group of Morgan Army soldiers instantly burst into cheers, clapping and jumping around in the distance as if they were celebrating victory in some world-defining war.
But as the dust at the blast site not far away gradually settled, the cheers quickly became scattered, and soon the scene was so quiet one could hear a pin drop.
In the area where visibility slowly cleared, a figure stood amid the ruins. He had his head lowered, concealing his expression, and seemed to be holding something in his right hand.
Mike's heart began pounding wildly. But when he focused his eyes, his heartbeat abruptly stopped.
Because what Gao Shaohui held in his right hand was the wreckage of the shell they had just fired!
This sight soon became clear to everyone present. Gao Shaohui stood firmly at the center of the explosion. Aside from his skin being dirtier from the blast and his face covered in dust—
He had caught a shell with his bare hands, yet had not shed a single drop of blood!
Silence and terror invaded everyone's hearts in an instant!
"You bombed me?" Gao Shaohui raised his eyes, facing this group for the first time with a completely expressionless look.
Whoosh!
Everyone staggered a step back in fright, staring in horror at the Easterner who had emerged from the blast completely unharmed!
"Heh! Didn't you want to blow me up? Is that all you've got?" Gao Shaohui spoke again, his eyes already blazing with rage. Clearly, that shell had angered him—and for the first time, made this overwhelmingly powerful fighter