Becoming a Weird Tale Counts as Success
Chapter 339

Running for His Life with Style

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The advantage of fully automatic firearms is that as long as the trigger is pulled, bullets will be continuously fired.

As the sniper fired a bullet, Feng Xue's Light Machine Gun already spat out a string of fire.

Amidst the host's almost hoarse, distorted commentary, a string of bullets precisely collided with a sniper bullet in mid-air, the bullet fragments shattering in the air.

But among those bullets flying in different directions, the audience suddenly noticed that one bullet didn't seem to be flying randomly; instead, it was heading straight for the High Tower where the sniper was!

"Director! Hurry up and keep up!"

Before the host could even shout a reminder, the drone near the sniper's position had already switched to high-speed capture mode and quickly captured the bullet that had come flying from a distance.

Without a doubt, it was an ordinary machine gun bullet, undoubtedly civilian-level equipment compared to the special bullets used by snipers.

But at this moment, the surprise this bullet brought was far more Heart Moving than any special bullet before.

The sniper, preparing for his next shot, once again aimed his gun at Augustus, but the moment he pulled the trigger, the barrel exploded first!

"COOOOOOOOOOL!!!!!!!"

As the sniper stared in disbelief at his exploding rifle and dropped his weapon, the host's long, melodious voice echoed throughout every household.

He waved his arms as if celebrating the New Year, and shouted:

"Did you see that? Did you see that? Firing from over a thousand meters without a scope! And it's Light Machine Gun! It's a pity it missed a little, only damaging the muzzle brake. If it had stopped the muzzle perfectly, causing the Old Six Bullet to explode completely inside the barrel, this poor sniper would have had to leave the profession! But the situation isn't bad now either; this poor sniper seems to be questioning his life!"

Yes, just as the host said, the sniper stared at the bullet stuck in the muzzle brake, momentarily forgetting that enemies were approaching. He desperately needed someone to remind him that it was all just a coincidence.

But...

Is it really a coincidence?

He looked up into the distance, only to find that in that brief moment of hesitation, the man had already reached the ground floor, and he no longer had an angle to shoot from.

"Plop..."

The sniper unconsciously swallowed and suddenly stood up.

As the finger pressed down, the sniper gear on the body began to fall off piece by piece, leaving only basic tactical equipment for easy movement.

He immediately began looking for cover, while simultaneously activating the team chat, which had been silent since entering sniper mode:

"Number 9, what's the situation now?"

"Reinforcements are on their way. We've deployed two big machines. You need to stall them! Don't even think about engaging them head-on, understand? I'll provide signal jamming for you. Don't take any risks! He's already upstairs! Find cover as quickly as possible!"

The simple, direct words came through the communication channel, seemingly no different from usual, but the sniper felt as if he could hear a hint of fear trembling in them.

Listening to the host's teasing of the sniper in the live broadcast, Feng Xue struck a classic action movie protagonist's healing pose, one leg straight and the other bent, leaning against the building's load-bearing wall, and tore off her blood-soaked coat.

The so-called "Old Six Bullet" naturally couldn't penetrate the Kamen Rider armor and Phantom Object Armor hidden by the Hermit Authority. However, to create a visual effect, he predicted the trajectory of the bullet through [Arrow Protection] and selected the safer part, letting it graze past his side. Even without direct contact, the vacuum pressure created by the main battle ammunition in this world, just by grazing it at close range, would tear clothes and flesh apart.

As for the blood effect—that's the result of the [Great Yin Molting Technique] manipulating flesh and blood.

With the help of the [Flesh Fungus Longevity Technique], he could easily create wounds that met the required conditions. Even the best doctors would not be able to detect anything unusual from Feng Xue's wounds based on appearance alone.

Reaching out to loosen his tie, Augustus used the cloth strip with the scales and skull pattern to temporarily bandage the wound on his waist. He stood up again, and with a slight exertion, the muscles on his back formed a pattern resembling a demon's mask.

Despite the fact that the bleeding appeared to have reached the level of acute shock, Mr. Augustus looked like a wounded beast.

He strode up the stairs, each step exuding a sense of oppression. He was unarmed, heavily injured, and possessed almost every characteristic of a personal hero action movie.

But when he stepped onto the open-air platform in this No Man's Land, countless spectators couldn't help but sigh, because...

Boom!

With a slight tremor, two single-soldier mechs, each over five meters tall, landed on the platform. Their Dark Hole cannon barrels were pointed at Augustus as he kicked open the door; the meaning was obvious.

"George's Shield! George Augustus encountered the ultimate weapon of the same name!"

"This is the pride of the Constantine Foundation. It is still the most powerful weapon among active infantry equipment. Many viewers may have heard too much hype from marketing accounts, but I can tell you with certainty that exoskeletons and cybernetic modifications will never be able to surpass mechs!"

"Bigger is stronger, bigger is more beautiful. The size of a mecha can accommodate more Electromagnetic Muscle Bundle, which means that in terms of speed, strength, or explosive power, exoskeletons and prosthetics are far inferior to mechas. As for agility, does such a behemoth need agility? Absolutely not..."

The host's sponsored commentary was cut short before he could finish, because what he claimed was "absolutely nothing" had suddenly appeared before his eyes—

Two cans of vehicle safety foaming gel were precisely dropped into the muzzle before the George's Shield was even activated. This foaming gel, originally intended to replace airbags, gushed out of the muzzle at an extremely fast speed and then solidified instantly at an extremely fast speed.

The device, capable of filling and mitigating damage inside a car in the instant of a crash, effortlessly filled every gap in the George's Shield. While it wasn't enough to impede the movement of the machine gun, the possibility of it exploding would have to be considered if firearms were to be used.

"You can actually use it like that?" Amidst countless viewers' comments like "I've learned something new, I'm going to go face off against George's Shield now," the host stared blankly at the giant mech that was stiffly capturing Augustus, and for a moment he was even at a loss for words.

Feng Xue, however, did not attempt the scene of physically dismantling the mecha. Instead, she casually grabbed a cable and, like Spider-Man, swung on a swing and disappeared into the distance.

"He escaped! Mr. Augustus actually escaped! The audience members who bought tickets for his survival shouldn't have killed their tickets yet, right? But if he escaped like this, why did he come up here in the first place?"

The host, speaking somewhat stiffly about Augustus, suddenly heard a drone displaying a close-up of Augustus's face, capturing his soft murmur—

"5, 4, 3..."

"He's counting down? Counting down to what?" The host's questioning voice didn't need an answer, because as the man uttered the word "1," a violent explosion and flames completely engulfed the platform behind him.

The drone also simultaneously captured Augustus's arrogant smile.

"War Bishop Reactor, kid!"

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