"Clink, clink, clink-"
Brass cartridge cases bounced across the floor with crisp, ringing sounds.
A deadly storm poured from the scorching muzzle. The Death Eaters directly in its path had almost no protection before blood sprayed from their bodies.
The bullets tore through flesh, causing severe cavitation. Even wizards died instantly after taking several direct hits to vital organs.
Their combat experience showed at that moment. Seeing their comrades twitch twice as though electrocuted before collapsing, the seasoned Death Eaters almost immediately copied their opponents.
They threw themselves flat on the floor. Some tried to fight back, but the enraged Vernon fired at almost anyone who dared remain standing.
Which was faster, a gun or a wand?
Besides, the Order of the Phoenix was there too.
One or two Death Eaters cast Shield Charms. Those did work: bullets struck the barriers in violent showers of sparks.
But, as was typical throughout the Wizarding World, many adult wizards could not cast a Shield Charm at all. Anyone proficient in it was an elite.
Under machine-gun fire, those Death Eaters' clumsy Shield Charms were as fragile as eggshells.
"You filthy, lowlife scum! Come on! Come on!"
Vernon howled wildly, one hand gripping the Minimi's handle. The fat on his face rippled with the gun's recoil. By the time he emptied the hundred-round drum, barely a dozen seconds had passed.
Yet in those few seconds, Vernon alone killed nearly ten Death Eaters and wounded several more.
No one had expected a Muggle to rack up the greatest tally in this battle.
The Death Eaters' screams filled the church, debris flew as bullets struck objects, and blood slowly spread across the floor, staining it red. It was hell.
When Vernon began firing, Zhang Xiao ducked low and hurried to Petunia's side.
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