It was just... even if they aimed for her head, Yuxuan wasn't afraid. The entire car was bulletproof, so no matter how much they shot at it,
it wouldn't do a thing.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow~"
Watching those pitiful dozen or so people yell as they drove over from afar in all sorts of old jalopies, she had to admit that these people
weren't just driving terrible cars. Their weapons
were so bad they left her speechless.
Every one of them carried a World War II-era rifle. Some even had Type 38 rifles. Yuxuan didn't know why
those guns had become so popular,
but she could more or less guess.
Supplies were precious in this world. Steel and wood alike were expensive, and a submachine gun cost far more to make than an old
rifle. So it was only natural that these people
chose weapons like these.
After all, old rifles were cheaper to manufacture.
But...
Yuxuan's lips twitched. She'd been a little nervous at first, but now that she saw the other side's four-wheeled contraption moving at less than twenty miles
per hour and bouncing all over the place,
then looked at the equipment those people were wearing, she really wasn't in the mood to keep fighting.
Fighting that bunch would be an insult to her intelligence.
With a flick of her hand, Yuxuan narrowed her eyes, stood up, raised her gun, and pressed the full-auto button. After spraying a burst toward the distance,
a shout rang out from far away:
"Things are getting dangerous! Let's get out of here!!"
Then the rattling vehicle turned around and slowly bounced its way back...
Yuxuan's weapon clearly had an overwhelming advantage, both in power and range. The moment those people saw the automatic rifle in her hands,
they turned and ran