How should I put it? This is a story about a dumb protagonist who transmigrates to another world, gains superpowers, and then lives a lazy life, interspersed with a bunch of weird things that pop u...
Jiang Ling blocked the entrance of the igloo with her backpack, then turned on the tactical flashlight to check Li Gang's injuries.
Fortunately, the guy only had a minor scratch. It seemed that a piece of debris had grazed his shoulder in a clever place.
Jiang Ling took out the tape he always kept in his backpack and temporarily sealed his protective suit.
After she finished the emergency treatment, Zhou Xiangyang's voice came from the communicator at the right time: "How are you guys? We heard a lot of gunfire."
"We've taken down two sneaky mutants. We haven't seen the others yet," Jiang Ling replied. She turned off the flashlight, and darkness returned to the igloo.
Li Gang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard he hadn't been penetrated, and then reported his safety on the communicator: "I'm fine, quickly think about our next move. We've trapped them in the depression. Their attempts have been repelled by us. They will definitely make new moves."
Zhou Xiangyang pondered, "They'll die if they stay there, and they'll die if they run away. Plus, they already know your location, and they might even know you have mutants of the same level."
Ruan Danxin added at the right moment: "If it were me, I would definitely rush out with those hostages, and run as many as I can."
Jiang Ling heard their concerns and quickly told Li Gang, "Stay here and rest for a while. I'll go up and take a look."
Li Gang nodded tiredly, but before Jiang Ling left, he said, "Leave your empty magazine and I'll reload it for you."
By the time Jiang Ling reached the top of the hill again, the bandits had already broken out to the south, relying on the cover of the depression. Under the cover of night, the infrared mode of the fire control system made it difficult to tell whether the target it was locking onto was a human.
She could only use her sensory abilities to identify the mutants as best she could, then, after a simple comparison, selectively fire at certain targets. As for those high-speed bullets, would they penetrate a few more hostages before hitting the mutants? Only God knew.
Even though the snow was thick, the mutants were still running very fast. The distance between the hostages and the bandits gradually widened. Perhaps the bandits had misjudged the physical strength of ordinary people.
Jiang Ling realized that this would be an opportunity to completely separate them. Before they ran out of her sensing range, she hurriedly shouted into the communicator: "Zhou Xiangyang! They've separated, 600 meters south of the original coordinates! How long will the missile take at this distance? You have to add some lead time!"
A few seconds later, several streaks of fire streaked across the darkness, then flew from far to near, heading towards the place Jiang Ling said.
“Boom boom boom!”
These cruise missiles were modified after the war. To deal with those difficult mutants, the martial-minded Z nation once again employed cluster bombs. Four missiles could release hundreds of powerful small bombs at once, enough to provide comprehensive firepower coverage within a 200-meter radius of the designated coordinates.
Two kilometers away, the sky suddenly became as bright as day. Jiang Ling and her fire control system were dazzled by the flashes. She sensed that several points of light that came too close disappeared instantly, while others dispersed at an extremely fast speed, then dimmed.
Almost at the same time, the hostages who were following them fell to the ground in a running posture. If anyone could see this scene clearly, they would definitely be shocked.
"How is the killing effect?" Zhou Xiangyang's voice came.
"What's the killing radius of your missile? It's better to try again to be on the safe side. They are running towards you. I'll come over after I finish reloading my guns." Jiang Ling saw that there were still a few slow-running guys trying to escape in a dispersed manner towards the southeast.
"A radius of one hundred to five hundred meters. Tell me the coordinates." Zhou Xiangyang replied calmly.
"The coordinates just now, cover one kilometer to the east. Don't use up all the missiles. I can't see them anymore." Jiang Ling hurriedly passed on the latest intelligence. She didn't slide down from the high ground until the last moving light spot disappeared from her sensing range.
"Li Gang, don't sleep anymore, go check on those hostages!" Jiang Ling rushed to the bombing site quickly, listened to the explosions coming from the distance again, and shouted to the guy in the snow house.
The area around the explosion site was in shambles, with some combustible materials still slowly emitting heat in the cold wind, greatly interfering with the operation of the fire control system. Jiang Ling removed the rifle from the robotic arm, and the arm automatically folded back.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. The lingering smoke and smell of blood didn't bother her at all. Although she'd been a homebody before, the experiences of the protagonists in those novels hadn't happened to her. She just felt excited now, just like when she'd received a nuclear bomb in her face.
She walked slowly around. The heat from the explosion vaporized the snow nearby, and the newly exposed ground was quite solid, making a creaking sound when she stepped on it. Sometimes, she would step on something soft on the ground, but she knew what it was, so she didn't bother to bend down to take a look.
In Jiang Ling's perception, there are still a few half-dead fish that have escaped the net. Although theoretically it is okay to leave them alone, she still plans to give them a needle.
"Bang, bang, bang~"
The roar of gunfire echoed across the snowy plains, and several bodies gradually cooled. Using this standard pulse rifle for follow-up shots was a waste; the carefully designed bullets had a very effective stopping power and hadn't penetrated a single bullet. The upper bodies of those who were hit were shattered to pieces, and Jiang Ling had expected the bullets to become lodged in their muscles, as he had seen before the battle.
It seems that different mutants will have different characteristics.
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