This is really not mechanical ascension

At the top floor of the central building in Sha Town, the massive screen on the wall was divided into countless small blocks, most of which had started to show static.

"Boss... boss, we're surrounded by enemies!" In front of the virtual screen, the person in charge of the equipment turned pale, while the others swallowed their saliva, not daring to speak much.

Behind them, the robust figure of Swallowing Golden Tiger stared at the screen ahead, his gunshots growing louder from afar, his eyes cold as ice, "Who the hell... leaked the information!"

No one answered him, all were silent as cicadas in winter, but a subordinate close to him whispered, "Boss, we should retreat now. According to the city guard's usual tactics, an attack from three directions means at least three action teams."

"They're already coming up the stairs!" Many slumped to the ground.

"Fuck! Kill all those bastards!" he cursed angrily, the concrete floor beneath him burst open with a bang, and he picked up a combat helmet nearby and lunged towards the window like a fierce tiger.

The glass shattered, and with a bang, his right arm plunged into the concrete external wall to slow his descent.

"Been waiting for you!" Zuo Ling, lying on the roof of a nearby building, slightly curved the corner of her mouth, holding a pristine white sniper rifle in front of her.

Bang!

The muzzle flashed with flame, and almost simultaneously, Swallowing Golden Tiger's body, falling mid-air, lost balance, and more than one streak of blood spurted from his arm.

Boom!

Dust rose from the ground. Swallowing Golden Tiger's face turned an iron blue. Had he not sensed the danger and twisted his body in time, a bullet would have hit right between his eyes!

He was extremely familiar with this area. Taking advantage of the lingering dust, he suddenly dashed towards an abandoned building beside him, using his metallic right arm to smash through the walls.

"Yang Peng, be careful, he's heading your... huh?" Zuo Ling's pupils abruptly contracted as she flipped to her feet.

Bang!

A gunshot sounded from behind, and a small crater burst where her head had been.

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of chains, a mechanical war sword fell, striking Zuo Ling's sniper rifle in front of her.

Clang! Sparks flew in all directions, and Zuo Ling was knocked away, while simultaneously, several gunshots sounded, and mid-air, she had already pulled out her pistol, firing continuously.

The figure in the black combat suit was also quick, twisting and turning, the metallic chained sword whirling, heading straight for Zuo Ling!

"Zuo Ling... Zuo Ling..." Yang Peng furrowed his brows, shouting in the channel.

"Old Yang, there are still people here!" Wang Zhiheng also yelled in the channel:

"The sniper has been cleared, Pang Wenlong is escaping, damn it!"

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"Attention, incoming!" Qi Zhengyuan's voice came through the group channel. After fighting for over fifteen minutes, finally, a fish slipped through the net to their location.

This man's face was pale, filled with panic, occasionally looking back, clutching his wounded abdomen. When he turned his head towards the outskirts of Sha Town, his face revealed a mix of longing and excitement.

"Bang!"

One shot, killed instantly, his expression freezing on his face, he slumped down.

"Change positions, Wang Gong, you go to the diagonal house." Qi Zhengyuan strictly followed protocol, and any shooter would quickly leave their position.

Afterward, a few more people came, all were killed. The position where Li Ming and his team were located was at the very back, barely seeing anyone before they were shot dead.

"These sons of bitches are quite quick on the draw, we should get some bonuses this time."

It had been confirmed that these sons of bitches were involved in smuggling. Dealing with such villainous terrorists, there were action bonuses available, and the city guards had a specific formula for it.

However, if one did not shoot, they wouldn't get much.

"Next shot is for Li Ning, no one snatch it from him, or he'll start crying again." Qi Zhengyuan said in the channel, causing a round of laughter, upsetting Li Ning who cursed back.

"Here comes another..."

Finally, another figure appeared. Just as Qi Zhengyuan was about to speak, his expression suddenly froze, unable to react as the person looked toward his location, revealing a sinister smile.

Then, he charged forward with incredible speed.

Soon, there was a loud bang, and the room's wall collapsed, sending dust and debris flying.

"Quick... escape..." Qi Zhengyuan's weak voice came from the channel, and several people's faces changed drastically at once. Li Ming promptly stood up, his expression grave.

"Old Qi"

Li Ning's expression drastically altered.

Following that, a burly figure emerged from the dust.

"Tun Jin Hu!"

"Why is he here!?"

Two voices mixed with terror came through the channel.

The newcomer was none other than Pang Wenlong.

At that moment, his left arm was almost completely drenched in blood, and his face bore two rolling scars. His heavy combat suit was riddled with bullet holes that had embedded themselves in the fabric, with the metal plates inside barely visible.

His thick metal right arm was gripping Qi Zhengyuan's neck, and then he violently threw him to the ground, his eyes bulging in rage, staring death in the face.

From the other two positions, two figures swiftly jumped out, escaping in different directions.

Tun Jin Hu sneered but did not pursue. In a rampant voice, he said, "Run, run, damn city guards, I'm just collecting some interest!"

Afterward, he looked toward a distant abandoned house, where a figure stood at the window, seemingly staring blankly at him.

Pang Wenlong couldn't help but scoff, "Scared stiff?"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of gunshots rang out. Li Ning's pupils were bloodshot, appearing insane as he held a submachine gun and charged out. Bullets spewed forth, ejecting casings everywhere.

"One scared stiff, and another overestimating himself." Tun Jin Hu raised a piece of concrete, shielding most of his body.

Even though his combat suit was battered, it could still withstand this momentary bullet storm.

Soon, the gunfire ceased, and the submachine gun in Li Ning's hands made continual clicking sounds from the trigger being pulled, but no more bullets came out.

"Young man, you are very brave." Tun Jin Hu discarded the piece of concrete, raising a cloud of dust with a bang.

Li Ning, panting heavily, his eyes split with rage, stared intensely at Tun Jin Hu, wishing he could tear him apart with his bare hands.

"It's a pity…" Tun Jin Hu's mouth was wide open, his teeth still stained with blood streaks. He began to speak but suddenly paused, glancing behind Li Ning:

"Oh, so the scared stiff isn't afraid to die? Today is truly unusual."

Li Ning was suddenly taken aback, his rage quenched as if doused by a bucket of cold water, Li Ming! Damn, he had forgotten about him and dragged him into this too!

Regret surged in his heart, but suddenly everything went dark, and he passed out, collapsing to the ground.

"Interesting…" Tun Jin Hu was surprised, watching as Li Ning fell. Behind him, Li Ming was just retracting his hand.

"How is it that I don't remember you, a newcomer, aren't you? Don't you want to die?" Tun Jin Hu sized up Li Ming, then glanced at the gradually quieting center of the town, thinking Li Ming wanted to plead for mercy but didn't want his colleagues to find out.

Perhaps he could turn him into a Black Guard; the value of one Black Guard was worth his staying for a moment.

"I admit, you have indeed caught my interest, however, you have only one minute to convince me, or else you too have only the path of death."

"Or perhaps." Tun Jin Hu was leisurely and mocking, "You could just take a knife and stab this person lying down. That way, you would be one of us."