Chapter 150

Then this supply convoy, along with the Silver Snake Mercenary Company, will be completely wiped out!

After a precise long-range firepower strike,

they will only need to go over and happily collect the heads.

"Hmph! Foolish!"

Modler cursed again with an extremely ugly expression,

then remembered the battle still raging in the sky,

so he turned around to look.

"Hiss!!!"

"What is so blinding!"

At the moment he turned his head,

a bright "sun" exploded in the sky!

Immediately after,

a few tenths of a second later,

a thunderous roar finally exploded beside his ears,

and when the bright light of the explosion dimmed slightly,

looking at that falling ball of fire,

Modler was completely stunned.

"Mutual destruction??"

And at this moment,

a member beside him suddenly pointed at the night sky and let out a surprised sound.

"Eh?"

"There's a parachute over there!"

"It seems to be coming towards us..."

Modler looked up,

and indeed saw an open parachute,

drifting aimlessly in the air less than a few hundred meters in front of them,

and looking at that direction...

it was heading exactly towards their position.

"Who is it?"

Modler subconsciously moved the gun in his hand,

feeling that the figure hanging under the parachute looked somewhat familiar.

Just as he was vaguely recognizing him,

the members beside him suddenly screamed and scattered in all directions.

"Damn, this is bad!"

"It's the leader of the Silver Snake!"

"F***, run! He's still holding a Gatling gun??"

"Damn! A Gatling gun falling from the sky?"

"Run!!!"

Hearing the terrified shouts of the members,

Modler was somewhat stunned,

a Gatling gun falling from the sky??

Then the next moment,

in his shocked and stunned gaze,

Da da da!

countless bullets instantly rained down crazily.

In mid-air,

the rapidly rotating honeycomb gun barrels,

carrying fire snakes,

poured down a rain of bullets from the sky.

Da da da!

Bullets swept over one running body after another,

smashing them to pieces.

The muzzle flash,

reflected the face under the parachute.

"It's him!"

"It really is him!"

Modler saw Lu Shu.

He subconsciously wanted to run,

but discovered his body could not move,

not only could he not move,

Moreover, he seemed to have suddenly shrunk a full head.

"Hmm???"

He looked down,

at his own legs,

which had been swept away by bullets at some unknown time.

"Hahaha! This Gatling gun dropping from the sky! I'd call it the strongest!"

"As expected of me, Lu Shen; I can pull off any move."

"Dropping behind enemy lines while carrying a Gatling gun—tell me, aren't you panicked!"

"I was wrong."

"I originally thought a Gatling gun didn't match Lu Shen's temperament."

"Now it seems, it actually fits quite well..."

Beneath the fire snakes spewing from the gun barrels,

Lu Shu's eyes reflected a glint of light.

After landing,

he gave a slight wave of his palm,

and severed the parachute cords with a fruit knife.

Click!

The Gatling gun in his hand received a casual single shot,

and a man far away, who had lost his legs and could not run,

but lay on the ground staring at him with wide eyes,

had his head explode.

Lu Shu glanced at that corpse,

then quietly withdrew his gaze.

"What was that guy's name again?"

"Never mind,"

"I forgot."

Carrying the empty Gatling gun in his hand,

Lu Shu walked toward the convoy at a leisurely pace.