Watching the metal spheres gush out from overhead, Wolf Group paid them no mind and pulled his black goggles over his eyes.
In an instant, he seemed to enter an unfamiliar green world. His vision was filled with things he could not comprehend, but the images around him became much clearer.
"Night vision?" Wolf Pack frowned.
He could even clearly see more and more metal spheres flying overhead.
Suddenly, the linked machine guns inexplicably erupted with muzzle flashes, directly shooting down several metal spheres he had just locked onto with his eyes...
"Get in the trough!" The sudden gunfire startled Wolf Group.
No wonder this gun had no bolt. Sharpshooters used to hit wherever they pointed; now it had evolved to the point of hitting wherever you looked!
"What are you spacing out for? Don't die!" Shadow shouted as she fired from not far away.
Only then did Wolf Group react. The situation was far from good.
By now, his head was practically overheating. Anyone with trypophobia would have died on the spot. Several metal spheres had already flown close to them, and through his goggles, Wolf Group could clearly see the golden bullets being fed into their barrels.
The next second, two forms of black technology collided violently in midair.
Three or four metal spheres fired their submachine guns at one another, guns that could only be fired with the eyes.
The bullets met in the air, striking each other dead-on before scattering in different directions.
After a fierce exchange, the six-barreled metal sphere finally lost its support, was blasted through, and fell.
Wolf Pack broke out in a cold sweat and looked up at the sky. More and more metal spheres began diving down. At this rate, they would be finished sooner or later. But there was no