Xia Chujian's mind raced and his movements became more agile.
It was like walking through a hail of bullets, but not a single leaf got on him.
Many times, she even bent her body at impossible angles to avoid being automatically shot from the front by the submachine gun.
And her sniper rifle never misses.
Every bullet can kill a Haidagon.
It was useless for those Haidagons to line up in threes, because their helmets could not withstand Xia Chujian's bullets. There was no solution.
After ten minutes of such high-intensity action, Xia Chujian was finally exhausted, and the one hundred Haidagons were all killed by her on the island.
But she was very careful not to kill a single person.
Those dead people were killed by Haidagon's submachine guns, and about 700 people were killed.
The remaining 9,000 or so Shang people had already hidden at the other end of the island, all holding their heads, without even the courage to fight back.
Xia Chujian descended from mid-air, breathing slightly, his arms trembling.
Qi Lu's voice rang out from within her fully enclosed helmet: "Master, are you alright? Do you want to return to the combat aircraft to restock on ammunition and food?"
Xia Chujian closed his eyes and said calmly, "No need."
She looked at the corpses of the Haidagons and the equipment from the Beichen Empire on the corpses. Even though they had long been eliminated, she still felt unhappy, as if she was wrapped in fire.
"I'm out of bullets, but here are some."
She unloaded the Virosha double-barreled semi-automatic submachine guns from the dead Haidagon one by one.
At this moment, there was a sudden vibration from behind, like a bullet cutting through the air.
Xia Chujian quickly dodged to the side.
A Type 37 rifle bullet narrowly missed her.
Xia Chujian looked up, and at the same time raised the Judge sniper in his right arm, and a sniper bullet shot out, shooting the man who was shooting with a Type 37 rifle in the head!
Unfortunately, the dead man had two heads, so Xia Chujian had to shoot again and blow off his other head before he was completely killed.
Although she hadn't killed any of the Shang people before, it didn't mean that she wouldn't fight back.
After killing the Shangren who attacked her, Xia Chujian didn't plan to go over. She just hooked her finger at the Shangren and said, "You, come here!"
She used the simultaneous interpretation system that Qilu installed for her.
Her electronically synthesized simulated voice sounds like the ancient Sanghe language.
Those dead people understood it all at once.
They seemed startled, looked at each other, then whispered to each other, and finally sent someone over to talk to Xia Chujian.
This man has only one head, but eight arms and four legs.
When walking, it looks like a humanoid spider.
He quickly came to meet Xia Chu, knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Hello, sir, how can I help you?"
He also used the ancient Sanghe language, but with a slight accent, not very standard.
Xia Chujian deliberately imitated the voice of the Great Zhao clan and said in a deep voice: "I am the Great Zhao clan. You dare to shoot at the great Great Zhao clan? Are you trying to rebel?!"
The man suddenly looked up, surprised and delighted, saying, "Are you really our king? Are you really His Highness the Great Zhao?!"
Xia Chujian said proudly, "Of course! My Dazhao clan has been your king for generations!"
The man burst into tears and thumped his head, saying, "Oh, King! You are here!"
"We, the Shang people, will follow you until death!"
While crying, he turned around and said to the Shangren who were peeking over there: "Come here! This is our king! This is Dazhao!"
When the dead heard this, they all ran over and knelt on the ground to kowtow to Xia Chujian.
Some of the Shang people even tried to crawl over and kiss her feet.
Xia Chujian felt nauseous and stopped them in a stern voice, "Enough! We Shang people are all tough guys!"
"What a shame for you to be crying!"
"It is better to die in glory than live in disgrace. Have you all forgotten?!"
Those dead people were like chickens with blood, and they cried out one after another: "Die with honor! Die with honor!"
A few of the Shang people didn't seem to be fooled by Xia Chujian. They looked at each other and suddenly asked, "Sir Dazhao, why did you shoot at our own people?"
Xia Chujian used Dazhao's tone and said sternly, "Why should I, Dazhao, explain to you everything I have done in my life?!"
"Who the hell are you to question me, Dazhao?!"
After Xia Chujian finished speaking, the Destroyer 800 fully automatic submachine gun mounted on the mechanical left arm began to rattle.
Those few people who were whispering to each other and seemed to be smarter all fell under her gun.
Xia Chujian stretched out his arms, pointed his submachine gun and sniper rifle at the dead, and said in a deep voice, "Now, who has any questions?"
In this situation, who the hell dares to ask questions!
And there are about 9,000 Shang people left, only a few of them are smart, and most of them can't think so much.
Besides, they were indeed more familiar with the voice of the Dazhao clan, which was the royal family that had ruled them for countless generations, and submission was almost written in their genes.
When Xia Chujian dealt with those troublemakers, the rest of the people became obedient.
This is also the reason why Xia Chujian only killed Haidagon and not Shangren.
She had already planned to borrow the head of the Dazhao family.
These Shang people all regarded her as Da Zhaoshi.
Xia Chujian asked most people to rebuild the barracks, leaving a few leaders here to question them.
She sat down on a big rock, under which were the bodies of the Haidagons.
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