The ecstatic smile on Hirna's face froze instantly. Her heart tightened, and intense panic surged through her.
She clearly recognized that renowned heavy sniper rifle. It was a beast among firearms, classified as an anti-materiel weapon, capable of piercing light armor and destroying fortifications. It was not a gun meant for use against human bodies at all.
"Boss, i-isn't this a little excessive?"
Hirna's voice trembled slightly, her confidence instantly draining away.
Solomon's voice came slowly through the communications equipment, steady and calm.
"It isn't excessive. We'll take it step by step, starting with handguns. Don't be nervous."
Hirna's expression shifted. She wanted to plead for mercy, but the armed guard opposite her had already received his orders. With crisp, efficient movements, he raised his handgun, aimed, and fired in one smooth sequence.
Bang, bang, bang!
Three short gunshots abruptly rang out.
Hirna instinctively shrank back, unconsciously trying to dodge, but how could human reflexes possibly match the speed of bullets leaving a barrel?
The next second, all three bullets struck her precisely in vital areas of her body, including her chest and shoulder.
The penetrating wounds and explosion of agonizing pain she had expected never came.
With three crisp clinks, every bullet bounced straight off her skin and fell to the floor, leaving only a few ragged bullet holes in her clothes without so much as grazing her flesh.
Hirna lowered her head blankly and looked at her unscathed skin, utterly rooted to the spot.
If the bullets had not torn through her clothes, she would almost have thought they were using blanks.
She had felt no pain throughout, nor any impediment. Her formidable defense far exceeded her imagination.
"Continue," Solomon instructed mildly.
As his words fell, a second security guard stepped forward with a submachine gun, aimed the