"Hold on, hold on, don't die, I'm coming."
Chen Mang gritted his teeth, swiftly climbing toward the mountain peak, heading directly for where the pangolins were moving, as they were about to meet.
The four heavy machine guns on the roof of the carriage slowly rotate their muzzles, and when the sound of AI locking successful came from inside the train.
"Rat-a-tat-tat!!"
The muffled sound of gunfire echoed piercingly through the mountains.
He didn't use the crossbow but used all level 3 bullets. It was not the time to worry about the cost of copper mines when finally finding pangolins; the crossbow's rate of fire was too slow, and under these circumstances, heavy machine guns were more reliable.
Hundreds of heavy machine gun bullets poured like torrential rain over the dozen or so pangolins.
Almost instantly.
