CHAPTER 83: CHAPTER 83: BATTLE OF FIREARMS

The sound of an infant’s cry came through the thick walls, causing people to unknowingly feel as if their entire bodies were frozen stiff, with a certain chance of falling into a daze.

And once trapped in such a dazed state for a long time, there’s a risk of freezing to death.

The slant-eyed man, dressed in green robes, nudged the dazed person beside him, somewhat displeased, "The Saint Heir is restless again. What are those two feeders doing? Pangqi, go check it out."

He had already planned to severely scold those two later and mete out the corresponding punishment. If something goes wrong with the Saint Heir, everyone is doomed.

This is absolutely no joking matter.

The dazed person was nudged awake suddenly, saying, "Alright, I’ll go check. Did I daze off longer this time?"

The slant-eyed man yawned, "About the same, no significant improvement."

The corridor fell silent. Su Changxing leaned against the wall, quietly waiting. After more than ten minutes, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the stairwell—just one person.

If it’s just one person...

One step, two steps, three steps.

As this person approached the second basement level, Su Changxing suddenly appeared in front of him, wielding his steel saber, slashing swiftly and cleanly, cutting a cold arc.

The blade speed was fast and precise.

While running, by the time Pangqi reacted, the blade was already touching his neck.

The head flew off, hit the wall, and rolled down the stairs, spattering the wall with a coat of blood.

With just one strike, Su Changxing ambushed and severed this person.

His sword swinging technique had improved dramatically in just a few days’ time, but it proved the saying that only on the edge of life and death can a person’s true potential be fully unleashed.

A kill notification popped up on the phone.

[Killed a Half Extraordinary, gained 200 points]

[Total Points: 2122]

Su Changxing noted that this kill was also considered an assassination, adding 9 points of Mysteriousness.

[Mysteriousness: 188/500]

Mysteriousness was only 12 points away from 200, after which the position bonus would increase by another one-fifth.

This was another Half Extraordinary. Four out of the five survivors he encountered were Half Extraordinary, suggesting a high proportion of Half Extraordinary here.

Su Changxing figured that if this person took too long to return, the other survivors would surely realize something was amiss, so the next wave would definitely not be just one or two people.

Su Changxing dragged the body to the center of the corridor facing the stairwell, drawing a long trail of blood on the ground.

This corpse was to lure everyone to the second basement level and make them cautious, slow down, so the flashbang could cover them all.

More than ten minutes later, the slant-eyed man frowned, "Where’s Pangqi? He hasn’t come up?"

He already sensed something was wrong, Pangqi was likely dead below.

The person beside him said, "He hasn’t come up. Could something have happened?"

The slant-eyed man grabbed the machete beside him and shouted, "Pangqi might already be dead. Someone sneaked in... Gather people, let’s go down together."

He didn’t think it would be a big problem, at most just one or two people, mere mice, no big deal.

However, he still cautioned seriously, "It might be someone from the Jackals, let’s be careful."

Before long, disordered footsteps echoed in the stairwell, more than ten people, moving cautiously.

As they reached the stairwell of the second basement level, their gazes fixed on the headless corpse lying on the corridor, blood pooled into a small lake.

The killer was incredibly bold and made no attempt to hide.

The slant-eyed man recognized it as Pangqi’s body at a glance, angrily shouting, "You Jackals are going too far, coming here to kill. Do you really think we are easy prey?"

The people behind him turned solemn seeing the corpse; Pangqi was decapitated without any resistance, indicating the intruders were formidable, not to mention their unknown numbers.

Su Changxing remained silent, hiding in a side room, carefully sensing the positions of these people.

Leading them into the corridor of the second basement level, the slant-eyed man scanned the surroundings, his eyes growing deep and obscure, silently reciting:

The killer of Pangqi.

The killer of Pangqi.

...

Under the pull of some force, the slant-eyed man’s gaze gradually focused on the second room to the left.

His position was of a Middle Rank Explorer. Although not a combat type, it was still quite decent.

He could recall the characteristics of an object or creature from memory, and precisely perceive its exact location within a certain distance.

He was best at hiding games.

The slant-eyed man chuckled, "The person is in the front room."

He was unsure why the opponent hid in such a position, but once the fight started, the opponent would have no way out.

The position was about right.

In the darkness, Su Changxing abruptly opened his eyes, pulled the pin of a flashbang, and with a medium force, angled it towards the wall.

Just as he spoke, a black object flew out from the room, hit the wall, and landed at their feet, at the junction of the corridor and stairwell.

"What’s this?"

A strong white light burst in the dim corridor, covering all ten plus individuals, turning the world into a blinding white.

Everyone, caught unprepared, fell into a fleeting, blinding state, yelling out as their eyes were assaulted by the bright light.

Su Changxing, eyes closed, stepped out of the room. As the intense light dissipated, he raised his gun, aiming at the closest person wearing a red woolly hat.

Aligning the sights, lightly pulling the trigger.

"Bang~"

The gunfire roared in the corridor, as a cartridge casing ejected, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

The distance was close, just five to six meters, but the first shot missed, whizzing past, grazing his ear, bursting into a blood spray on the person behind, leaving blood holes.

Unfazed, Su Changxing continued to shoot steadily. With strong arm strength, the recoil of the handgun barely shook his hand, allowing for extremely precise rapid firing.

In just 0.3 seconds, he pulled the trigger again, shooting at the nearest person.

The man with the red woolly hat clearly felt the previous bullet whizz by his face, jolting him to roll and dodge.

But 0.3 seconds were just enough for him to duck.

"Bang~"

A bullet precisely pierced his brow, and the man in the red woolly hat fell to the ground instantly.

Su Changxing’s gaze flickered; he was aiming for the mouth, but this wasn’t a static target, so such deviation was normal.

The third shot targeted a man in green robes.

Despite being blinded, he charged toward Su Changxing, seemingly knowing his exact position.

Extraordinary?

Su Changxing guessed he was the one who previously pinpointed his location, aimed at him and pulled the trigger.

As the gun fired, the man in green robes was effortlessly shot through the head, freezing him in place.

The Extraordinary could die too when killed.

Before he fell, Su Changxing already pointed the gun at others.

The rapid sound of gunfire filled the corridor.

Flashbang?

Gunfire?

The survivors were completely bewildered. Why were these here? These weapons weren’t supposed to work! Was this a dream?

This was just too underhanded; as men, we fight with knives, yet there you were, firing away with a gun.

Having not heard gunfire in ages, the survivors were instantly intimidated, merely seeing the man before them as invincible.

Even blinded, their legs were unscathed.

As Su Changxing fired his third shot, they began a chaotic dash for the stairwell, but due to poor visibility, only a few near ones escaped, others clogging the doorway and even falling over.

Screams and gunshots mingled; Su Changxing rapidly pulled the trigger, firing ten rounds in three seconds, averaging two rounds to kill one person, leaving four corpses on the corridor.

Two or three others took hits, wounded, and collapsed.

The Extraordinary physique was quite robust, with some recovering from blindness within seconds, charging at Su Changxing.

Brutes, they were, naturally making Su Changxing prioritize aiming at them.

The smart ones had fled.

Everyone in the apocalypse knew only their own lives bore true value.

This was a battle of firearms versus melee weapons, and clearly, firearms won.