Chapter 423: Too Young

As Military Region Awakened Ones, they had indeed tried using technological weapons against mutants.

But under rule-level damage reduction, no matter how powerful your weapon, the effect is only so-so.

The three gunners who suddenly appeared now seem fierce, but they can't hold out for long.

Gun barrels overheat and get damaged under rapid fire, and grenade launchers have their muzzles clogged from high-rate firing.

But in just a few seconds, the gun barrels in their hands have visibly turned red.

However, this weapon's power is somewhat special?

Looking at the tank that was hit and unable to move, everyone subconsciously noticed the white light on the three Awakened Ones.

This is no longer a physical-range stiffening effect; it's the feeling of a skill.

A military personnel in charge of outdoor operations hesitated and spoke:

"Firearm mastery type?"

"Is this white light a skill effect?"

"How do I feel like I've produced a sense of control?"

The bullet speed is too fast; although its power can't kill a tank, it can still kill a first-level mutant.

The researcher specializing in Awakened Ones' abilities glanced at it and nodded uncertainly.

"Probably."

"This might also be one of their trump cards, right?"

He noticed that these three had not activated their skills before, until Chu An spoke and they opened fire.

It seems either the skill duration is limited, or there isn't enough ammunition.

"What a pity..."

The officer in charge of external operations shook his head.

The metal storm on the screen had lasted a full 8 seconds, but it only made the tank roar repeatedly.

Although the monster's appearance looks miserable beyond compare, with blurred flesh and blood.

But in reality, it doesn't have much effect.

Each bullet that tears the skin gets lodged in the tough muscle and is squeezed out as it flies.

Its regenerative ability, more terrifying than a rotting giant corpse, can be called the nightmare of all firearms.

What's more, there are two second-level mutants...

Doing this is purely to buy time.

Wang Meng, the commander who had reseated himself, flashed a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Long'an Base, it seems all their trump cards have been played...

Rather than waste bullets to buy time, what's the use?

Three Awakened Ones with special skills, coordinating with the firepower storm.

That's actually somewhat interesting.

But wanting to settle the monster.

Having an Awakened One risk their life to act is about the same.

But you seem to lack a second-level Awakened One, right?

Wang Meng shook his head, preparing to contact the special dispatched armored unit again.

The screen suddenly zoomed in; a purple streak flashed across the screen and then vanished into the tank's body.

Following that came a burst of cheers in the image.

"Lord Gao Tian has made a move!"

"Dead! The monster is dead!"

Wang Meng was stunned by the sound and instinctively looked at the mutant struck by the arrow.

"Who made the move?"

"An Awakened One?"

"What died?"

The stalled picture lost frames, with only sudden cheers coming from the speakers.

Not only Wang Meng, but everyone present stared at the screen with strange expressions.

On the delayed, stalled screen, the tank hit by the arrow showed no major problem.

"What are they happy about?"

"Was this arrow shot by their high-level? Is that worth celebrating?"

A first-level peak Awakened One who also uses a bow snorted.

He noticed that arrow.

It's slow and not particularly special.

The arrow that didn't enter the tank's body didn't even go halfway in.

Its power is at most that of a high-level first-level.

Just as he was about to say something more, the next second the picture synchronized as if fast-forwarded.

In the camera aimed at the wall where the tank was, the originally huge monster vanished, leaving only a puddle of unknown powder.

A brief silence.

The Awakened One who had just spoken mockingly instinctively rubbed his eyes, then strained to stare at the screen.

"Strange... where's the monster?"

The grenade launcher had just ceased fire, its muzzle drooping with white smoke.

As the last grenade exploded where the tank was, that patch of black ash also scattered and danced in the blast wave.

"Dead... died..."

An Awakened One with dynamic vision stammered, pointing at the scattering ash on the screen, feeling as if they had misseen.

In the rapidly frame‑synced picture, a tank was briefly seen being obliterated by dark‑purple spiritual energy.

"What!!"

Compared to before, it was merely some surprise at Long'an Base's methods.

This time, with an arrow instantly killing a mutant, Wang Meng sprang up from his chair in one swift motion.

Such a reaction drew sidelong glances from everyone.

The commander, too, seemed to be startled...

Many wore strange expressions, but none dared to laugh.

To be honest, they were also frightened.

"One arrow, instant kill of a Second Level!?"

"How is that possible?"

The bow‑wielding Awakened One who had spoken earlier turned pale with shock, wishing he could dive into the screen and go to the scene to have a look.

That was a Second Level mutant, and moreover a tank famed for its defense!

After briefly regaining their composure, everyone instinctively looked toward the base's sole Second‑Level Awakened One, Colonel Huang Yan.

"Captain!? Can you do that? Is that really just one arrow?"

As if it were nonsense, several Awakened Ones couldn't help but keep looking back and forth.

They have had dealings with Second‑Level mutants before.

The difficulty of dealing with such monsters is enough to make one's hair stand on end.

Huang Yan glanced helplessly at the crowd looking at him, his expression somewhat grim.

That arrow's immense power also left him shocked.

"Can I do that..?"

"Guerrilla warfare, slowly wearing it down—I should be able to manage that, right?"

"Right?"

With Huaxia's population of nearly ten billion, and survivors numbering in the billions, only a few hundred people have gradually risen to the next level after Lin An.

Naturally, as the strongest force of the Wangjiang Military Region, he wondered to himself that, with ample equipment support, he should be able to achieve a solo kill.. right?

He didn't want to lose face, nor dampen his own people's morale.

Huang Yan merely gave a slight nod, offering his analysis:

"Should be some kind of charging skill?"

"It should be that he built up power long beforehand, producing such an exaggerated effect."

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Long'an Base's confident trump card."

There was a hint of wariness in his eyes.

Wang Meng stood where he was, his previously contemptuous heart retracting a bit:

Wang Meng stood where he was, his originally contemptuous heart drawing back a little:

"It seems Long'an Base is hiding a Second‑Level Awakened One."

"One‑shot killing a mutant—no wonder they have the confidence to threaten us."

"If we're careless, we might indeed suffer a significant loss."

"What Huang Yan said is right—this arrow must have been prepared for a long time; otherwise there'd be no reason to wait until so close to fire!"

Watching the arrow on the screen that was not fired again, Wang Meng and Huang Yan inexplicably let out a sigh of relief.

An arrow with such power must inevitably consume a huge amount.

However, the military region is not lacking such means.

Now that Long'an Base has revealed all its trump cards, Wang Meng cannot help but admit that he indeed underestimated the opponent.

But to think they'd try to intimidate us this way?

Do they really think the Wangjiang Military Region is some minor force?

Private individuals opposing state violence, war machines..

Private individuals opposing state violence, the war machine..

You're still too young.

You're still too young.