Chen Shouyi jumped out of the vehicle, and the Steam Truck immediately turned around and headed into the distance, evidently to summon the other martial artists.
The only one left accompanying him was a captain.
He looked up at the municipal government building.
This new fifteen-story municipal government building had originally been a commercial building, with walls made entirely of glass. However, all the glass here had already been shattered, leaving the ground covered in countless shards that had yet to be cleared away.
Dozens of autocannons had been arranged across the various floors, their slender barrels, nearly two meters long, jutting out like spikes.
Seeing Chen Shouyi staring at them, the captain beside him explained, "These are 30-millimeter-caliber land-combat autocannons, removed from armored vehicles. They can easily pierce ordinary armor!"
Yet none of these arrangements made Chen Shouyi feel the slightest bit more at ease. If the enemy were truly that easy to deal with, the Barbarian God would have been taken care of long ago. Why would they have had to wait until now?
Moreover, these weapons were manually operated and aimed. Even someone like him, a Great Martial Artist, would probably be difficult for them to hit as long as he moved at high speed, let alone the terrifying Barbarian God of rumor.
Before the mutation, humanity's main large-scale weapons and equipment had already been almost entirely automated or semi-automated. They mainly relied on fire-control radar and optoelectronic detection systems to discover targets, while fire-control computers calculated the targets' positions and the artillery's aiming angles, then ordered the drive systems to aim and fire.
Highly mobile, capable of striking beyond visual range, and intelligent, combined with satellites, they could completely destroy enemies thousands of miles away.
Yet after the mutation, humanity's combat strength seemed to have regressed