As they stared at Meng Chao and the heavy metal murder weapon, everyone sucked in sharp breaths.
"T-The liquid suspension dampening system of this Type 45 AA machine gun is broken," someone stuttered.
Usually, 20mm caliber was the dividing line between anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft cannons.
If the caliber was more than 20mm, it would be considered a f * cking cannon.
This 19.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun was the strongest gun the Red Dragon Army had developed over the past half a century. Not only could it be used against aerial targets, it could also be used to shoot horizontally at monsters in heavy armor. It was also a standard operation for the Red Dragon Army to shoot horizontally at heavily armored monsters.
However, the shockingly large caliber and extremely ferocious attack power came at an extremely high price of vibration and recoil.
To reduce the recoil as much as possible and ensure the accuracy of the shots as well as the shooter's control, the murder weapon used the newest model, the liquid suspension dampening system.
Including the gun, its floating seat was completely enveloped by the liquid, macromolecular oil that came from the monsters' bodies.
This unique oil buffer was not only like thousands of fine springs that could greatly reduce the vibrations and recoil when the gun was fired, it also had a certain cooling effect and could extend the life of the gun barrel.
But due to a mechanical malfunction, the Type 45 AA machine gun in the armory had run out of its oil buffer.
Without the buffer, this incomparably tyrannical human weapon would not only lose its shooting accuracy, it would also lose more than that.
Regardless of whether it was a normal soldier or a low-grade superhuman, they could not control it.
If it was fired at full speed, it would only take around five seconds before the muzzle was pointed at the sky, or the recoil would tear the shooter's organs and make them cough up blood.
That was why it was placed in the repair room to wait for its parts to be changed and new oil buffer to be filled.
The survivors had noticed it a long time ago, but no one could control it.
If the muzzle was really pointed at the sky, it would be fine if it did not hit the monsters, but if the bullet hit the wall and ricocheted in the armory, it might really kill all the survivors in a few seconds.
"M- Meng Chao —" someone stuttered.
He wanted to remind Meng Chao of the strength of the Type 45 AA machine gun.
But Meng Chao had already spread open the Type 45 AA machine gun's carbon fiber composite material tripod and placed it firmly on the ground.
From his eyes to his shoulders, from his arms to his palms, his skin, which shone with a faint metallic luster, intersected with each other. In an instant, incredibly beautiful spirit tattoos appeared on his skin, which shone with a faint metallic luster. As if they had a life of their own, they spread toward the Type 45 AA machine gun and wrapped around the lethal weapon in the mortal world. Then, he completely fused the metal monster with his body.
The Stitched Monster outside was less than five meters away from them.
The survivors could smell the stench of acid and venom on its body.
It seemed to have smelled the delicious scent of human flesh, too. The seven or eight mouthparts on its body opened at the same time, like seven or eight bloody mouths that could not wait any longer.
"I know." Meng Chao grinned at the Monster Stitched.
Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled the trigger.
A deafening metallic roar rose, and the survivors' vision turned black. It was as if the color in the world had been snatched away. Only the Type 45 AA machine gun's muzzle remained, and dazzling gunfire gushed out like a volcano eruption.
Two fierce rays that looked like fire dragons accurately pierced through the door that was more than one meter wide. In an instant, hundreds of bullets shot out, and not a single one was missed. All of them shot into the Monster Stitched.
The undead's "undying" only applied to cold weapons, pistols, and semi-automatic rifles.
In front of the Type 45 AA machine gun, which could blow up a light armored vehicle at a distance of more than a thousand meters, even the demons of hell would tremble in fear. Undead creatures and whatnot, they would all die without a burial ground!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom! The Monster Stitched was reduced to a pulp at a visible speed. Along with the countless undead, zombies, and monsters behind it that were riddled with holes, they were crushed, burned, vaporized, and reduced to ashes by the hot bullets.
In just around ten seconds, the entire corridor was reduced to a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. There was no longer anything that could move.
Meng Chao spread his arms wide. As each bullet was fired, his 1,024 branch meridians would guide his muscle fibers to adjust the bullet's direction and posture to ensure that the bullet's trajectory was stable and accurate. He plowed through the minced meat that covered the corridor three times before he stopped in satisfaction.
He swung his arms to get rid of the dense droplets of blood that seeped out of his pores. Then, he heaved a long sigh and looked at his "work" with a refreshed mind.
After a moment, when he turned his head around, he frowned a little. "Why haven't you left yet?"
"…"
The people really wanted to say that if they had someone like Meng Chao, who could use his arms as buffers, he could kill all the undead, zombies, and monsters alone. Was there a need for them to leave?
"We have a limited amount of ammunition, and the speed at which our guns break down is very fast. The monsters won't keep attacking us head-on like idiots," Meng Chao explained.
"Big Sis Ya, hurry up and take everyone away!"
He exercised his arms, which were full of blood and sore, and sucked in a deep breath to sense the pain in his chest.
He felt that he could still shoot to his heart's content for another three to five rounds.
The problem was the bullets.
The Type 45 AA machine gun was good in every aspect, but the speed at which it used up ammunition was too terrifying.
In just around ten seconds, he had used up an entire ammunition belt.
He only had two magazines left.
Besides, even though he could withstand the recoil from the roaring undead mincer, it did not mean that the mechanical structure of the gun could last for a long time without buffering oil and cooling liquid.
When Meng Chao saw that more undead were charging at him while stepping on the mountain of corpses, he estimated that he could last for at most half a minute.
When the survivors snapped out of their daze, they also noticed that they did not have enough ammunition.
Under Lu Siya's lead, they opened the ammunition delivery tunnel from the armory to the anti-aircraft machine gun base on the roof. Then, they climbed up one by one.
Originally, the Type 45 AA machine gun required a two-man shooting squad to change the ammunition belt and magazines so that they could shoot.
But Meng Chao completed the operation alone with great familiarity.
When the second wave of undead arrived around eight meters away from the armory, the lethal weapon roared again.
There was no monster that could not be killed by a box of 19.5mm tungsten core bullets that were as thick as chicken legs.
If there was, then he would have to use another box.
"AHHHHHH!"
Meng Chao ignored the fact that his arms were torn and his blood flowed down his spirit tattoos. His heart also felt as if it had been struck by a warhammer.
He continued to control the Type 45 AA machine gun steadily and locked down the entire corridor.
None of the undead creatures could last more than three seconds under his roar.
When he used the last magazine, Meng Chao tilted his shooting angle slightly and aimed at the floor to fire.
Just like most of the buildings in Dragon City, Noble Descent Hotel had reinforced concrete that was at least one meter thick between the floors.
But even if it was twice as sturdy, it could not withstand the Type 45 AA machine gun's ravages.
The ceiling, walls, and floor were already incredibly brittle because of Meng Chao's ravages.
Now that they were hit again, they could no longer last. Soon, they turned into a hornet's nest that was riddled with holes. The entire corridor collapsed.
Countless undead had just rushed out of the corridor when they fell to the next floor. Then, they were hit by the reinforced concrete that Meng Chao shot down madly. For a period of time, insect juice splattered everywhere, and pained screams rose nonstop.
At that moment, the last survivor crawled into the vertical tunnel.
Meng Chao also used up his last bullet.
He touched the burning barrel of the gun reluctantly before he crawled into the tunnel and climbed up with all his might.
After he crawled a few steps, more undead rushed into the armory.
When they noticed that the humans were fleeing upwards, they also jumped up and tried to crawl into the tunnel.
But the tunnel was really narrow. At most, only one or two humans or monsters could crawl through it.
Meng Chao looked down from above. He only needed to face one or two undead.
As long as he was careful not to be entangled by the Blood Flower's thin red threads, he would naturally be able to deal with them easily.
The survivors all fled to the roof.
Meng Chao stomped down and kicked an undead back into the armory. Then, he jumped onto the roof as well.
Just as he flashed out, a figure appeared.
Lu Siya tossed over a bundle of crystal bombs she got from the balcony.
Meng Chao grabbed it and threw it into the tunnel while he was at it. Then, he lay on the ground like a fish.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
When the crystal bombs fell into the arsenal, the serial explosions tore a lot of undead creatures into shreds, which turned into colorful flames that spurted out of the tunnel.
The threat below had been temporarily eliminated.
Meng Chao looked around and noticed that there were already hundreds of survivors gathered on the roof.
Many of them wore badges with the words "Transmigration Technology Seminar" on their chests.
There were also rather familiar Blue Home members.
And the staff of Noble Descent Hotel.
When the monsters below wreaked havoc, this place became the only refuge.
"Why don't you jump?"
Meng Chao knew that before long, the monsters and the undead would rush to the roof, so he could not help but frown.
The bottom few floors of Noble Descent Hotel had been devoured by the underground hole, which meant that the difference between the rooftop and the ground had become smaller. Forget about superhumans, even a normal person could jump down from a height of just a few floors. As long as they were young, strong, and cultivated diligently, they would be able to jump down.
"There are monsters all around us."
Lu Siya pointed at the edge of the roof.
Countless monsters were climbing the outer walls of Noble Descent Hotel. They climbed to the roof from the outer walls.
Even though there were anti-aircraft machine gun bases at the four corners of the roof, and they could still fire horizontally, the firing range could not cover the entire roof.
However, the shooting range could not cover the entire rooftop, and there were simply too many monsters. Once a monster was blasted into meat paste, more monsters would swarm over.
Besides, the smoke, dust, and poisonous fog released by the monsters kept gushing up. The roof was the most affected area. Not only did it affect their vision, it also made it difficult for the survivors to breathe and fight.
During the fierce battle, they quickly ran out of ammunition, and the Type 45 anti-aircraft machine guns stopped firing.
More monsters climbed onto the rooftop and formed squirming walls that surrounded the survivors.
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