Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 486 The Monster Army
Before he could finish speaking, another shell tore through the smoke and headed straight for the group!

No, not just one, but three shots in a row—the T95 tank's main gun is a 130mm smoothbore cannon, and the diameter of the shell Wang Xiyi intercepted confirmed that this strange tank was indeed firing its main gun. However, under normal circumstances, even with an automatic loader, the theoretical maximum rate of fire for this 130mm smoothbore cannon is only twelve rounds per minute…

To fire three shells in an instant is something that no normally constructed artillery can do unless it has a triple-mounted main gun.

This thing only looks like a T95 tank—aside from its appearance, it has absolutely nothing to do with the T95, the fourth-generation main battle tank of the former Siberian Federation, as people know it.

Before these three shells even touched Sun Hang and the others, they were cut into countless thin metal wires by a fine liquid metal mesh. Like the shell that was fired at Wang Xiyi, these three shells were also solid and did not contain any explosives or incendiary agents.

When these metal wires came within about a meter of Sun Hang, they turned bright red. Then they turned into molten steel, which swirled around Sun Hang's body and then reformed into a heavy javelin.

Sun Hang opened his palm, and the newly formed spear landed right in his palm. The next second, the muscles in Sun Hang's core tensed up instantly, and his whole body bent up like a bow arm that had accumulated huge elastic potential energy.

At the same time, blue and white arcs of electricity began to flash wildly around the spear—under the combined effect of physical explosive force and electromagnetic acceleration, the spear, weighing more than 400 kilograms, immediately shot back into the smoke at a speed dozens of times faster than a cannonball!

A deafening roar came from the smoke, and a huge object was seen flying backward, enveloped in wisps of smoke!
It was that strange tank.

The spear was almost completely embedded in the tank's turret, with the spearhead even protruding from the bottom of the tank.

The behemoth, weighing hundreds of tons, plowed several deep trenches in the ground. Before the monster tank could fully absorb the impact, Sun Hang's figure had already torn through the smoke and appeared directly above the monster tank.

In his hand, he held a massive cleaver that was twenty meters long, but the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, only a few molecules thick. The liquid metal used to "forge" this cleaver was only the size of a pair of silver bracelets. With his absolute control over the metal, Sun Hang compressed and stretched the liquid metal, which was in a critical state, to the extreme. While adding the "sharp blade" buff, he also gave it another characteristic: vibration.

The extremely thin blade vibrated at an incredibly high frequency, causing the space around it to appear distorted and deformed—if someone could hear ultrasound, they would hear an extremely dense humming sound constantly emanating from the blade.

The combination of extremely high temperature and ultra-high frequency vibration has transformed this large machete into a weapon that can literally cut through iron like mud.

If described in a chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur) manga or fantasy novel, this knife would be sharp enough to cut through space itself—it doesn't cut through the physical structure of an object at the molecular level, but rather first cuts through the space in which the object is located, and then the torn space "separates" the physical object into two parts.

Of course, this is just an exaggeration... Although Sun Hang also has a way to make this knife capable of cutting through space, the cost of doing so would be too high. Using it to deal with this strange tank would be a complete waste of resources.

The large cleaver slowly fell, cutting through the middle of the monster tank without any resistance, just like a hot knife through butter. After a brief pause, a crack slowly appeared on the main body of the tank, which then crashed to the left and right.

Just as Sun Hang had guessed, the so-called "tank" was solid inside—it wasn't a tank at all, but a large iron lump shaped like a tank!

The moment the spear struck the tank, Sun Hang knew it was incredibly heavy—the T95 tank was a true heavy tank among main battle tanks, weighing over eighty tons fully equipped. But he knew very well how much kinetic energy the spear he threw had… If the monster tank hit by the spear had only weighed eighty tons, the spear would have carried the tank hundreds of meters horizontally, flattening an entire block behind the street.

In order to prevent the spear from piercing the tank directly, Sun Hang even gave a "deformation" command to the middle section of the spear the instant it hit the tank. This caused a large number of barbs to suddenly grow on the middle section of the originally smooth spear, completely locking the spear into the inside of the monster tank.

"Good heavens, even the tank is solid?" Wang Xiyi landed from the sky and kicked the large iron lump that had been cut in half with her foot, which had now turned into a dragon claw. The metallic dragon claw collided with the wreckage of the monster tank, producing a crisp sound of metal clashing.

“Bad review,” Sun Hang suddenly said.

"What bad review?" Wang Xiyi looked at him with some curiosity. "This lump of iron could fetch a lot of money as scrap metal."

“The meme quality of this weird tank is terrible,” Sun Hang said. “I inhaled it for ages, and it felt like…”

"Like what?"

"Coca-Cola with ice at McDonald's," Sun Hang said.

"Isn't that great?"

"I mean, when it was almost all melted by the last few sips... it was so bland, really so bland." Sun Hang shook his head regretfully.

If we're talking about the most valuable thing about this monster tank, it's probably just that lump of scrap metal that Old Wang mentioned could fetch a lot of money.

Sun Hang snapped his fingers at the wreckage of the monster tank, and the two halves of the iron began to melt gradually. For some reason, there were very few metal objects in the remains of Baikal. Sun Hang had previously tried to use his ability to manipulate metal to temporarily forge some weapons, but even after covering most of the street with his mental tentacles, he could only sense about a hundred grams of metal in total. The appearance of this monster tank solved this problem for him.

"In a sense, it's like a pillow being delivered when you're sleepy," Sun Hang could only console himself.

"Don't be discouraged, this is just the appetizer." Wang Xiyi patted Sun Hang's shoulder with her paw. "As long as we continue to go deeper, there will definitely be plenty of powerful monsters. If all else fails, you can just swallow the whole city."

"Then I'd have to have that kind of appetite too—"

Before Sun Hang could even utter the word "okay," a bloody hole suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, his eyes instantly lost their focus, and then his entire body swiftly transformed into a pale puppet, scattering into a pile of Tai Sui mycelium with a "whoosh." "There's a sniper." Sun Hang himself appeared less than half a meter away from the puppet. "To avoid having to run all the way to retrieve the bullet, I specifically used the puppet to block this shot."

"Where was the shot fired?" Wang Xiyi immediately spread her wings, shielding herself and Sun Hang within them.

On the other side, several grotesque skeletons surrounded Zhong Ling. One of the tall skeletons had several pairs of long bone spurs growing on its back, each bone spur connected to a tough membrane. These membranes acted like a protective umbrella, covering the gap directly above Zhong Ling.

Yan Yu'an raised his gun and fired several grenades in the direction from which the bullets came, followed by a series of grenade explosions.

Amid the explosion, Sun Hang calmly picked up the bullet from the pile of mycelium.

"They're using the same bullets as the sniper drones," Sun Hang said. "Why aren't they running away? Instead, they're approaching us?"

"Strange creatures! There are so many of them!" Wang Xiyi said in a deep voice, "They're coming from all directions and are rapidly approaching us!"

“I sensed it too.” Sun Hang nodded.

After the two finished speaking, the strange creature meme sensing device carried by Yan Yu'an seemed to be a beat behind and started beeping.

"2187 new unrecorded meme frequencies have been added within a 200-meter radius... No, the number is still increasing... It's already exceeded 6000!" Yan Yu'an shouted, "We're surrounded!"

The next instant, a dense barrage of bullets swept over—hundreds of humanoid monsters dressed in former Siberian Federation military uniforms climbed onto the weapons on both sides of the street and fired wildly at Sun Hang and the others on the street.

"What the hell? An army of monsters?" Wang Xiyi used her wings to shield herself from the barrage of bullets, scanning the rooftops on both sides. "I estimate there are at least five hundred of them... Should we try our previous 'fusion technique'? I feel like the explosion could wipe out about half of the monsters in an instant."

“Zhong Ling and Yan Yu’an probably won’t survive either. That thing is practically a small tactical nuclear bomb… This kind of tactic that can’t distinguish friend from foe is more suitable for use when a single soldier is rushing in.” Sun Hang shook his head.

"Then what do you suggest?" Wang Xiyi asked. "I'll go left, you go right, let's see who's faster?"

“I feel like we don’t need to lift a finger,” Sun Hang shook his head. “Shouldn’t we at least let the two of them feel involved?”

"That's right."

While Sun Hang and Wang Xiyi were chatting, the No. 1 monster, which had been lurking on the roof using its aura concealment and optical camouflage devices, suddenly sprang up. The claw blades attached to its arm armor instantly pierced through the two monster soldiers closest to it. With a sound of flesh being cut, the two monster soldiers' bodies were sliced ​​into four pieces and rolled down from the roof.

The nearby monster soldiers immediately turned their guns around, but the No. 1 monster was faster than them. Its movement path was unpredictable. Without having to worry about concealment, its speed advantage was maximized. In the blink of an eye, it had already flashed past more than a dozen monster soldiers, and then all sorts of limbs and debris fell down with a clatter.

Meanwhile, Yan Yu'an was not idle either. A missile slot appeared on each of the back shoulders of her armor, and the hidden cameras on both sides of her faceplate locked onto thirty-six targets in 0.2 seconds. Then, thirty-six micro missiles were launched, trailing light gray contrails, and each went to the target it had locked onto.

These miniature missiles are about the size of a piece of chalk, but their special construction gives them a strong killing power against living organisms. These missiles do not explode when they hit the target, but instead trigger the fuse of the explosive after they penetrate the target's body.

With a series of muffled thuds, thirty-six monster soldiers were blown to pieces one after another—fortunately, these monster soldiers did not have blood or anything like that in their bodies, otherwise the streets would probably be covered in a thick, pungent rain of blood by now.

"It seems that Lieutenant Colonel Yan is more efficient at killing," Sun Hang said, standing in the middle of the street with his hands in his pockets, commenting on the battle amidst the hail of bullets. "It seems that modern technology still has an overwhelming advantage when facing these monsters that are not very strong individually."

“That’s not necessarily true,” Wang Xiyi offered a contrary opinion. “Yan Yu’an’s missiles are disposable. Once those thirty-six micro-missiles are used up, she will have to find logistics to replenish them. Although she killed a large number of monster soldiers at the beginning, she will run out of manpower. The number of her dead will definitely be caught up by Zhong Ling’s monster skeletons.”

"Hey, who said you have to go to the logistics department to replenish missiles?" Sun Hang revealed a sly smile. With a flash of silver light, the previously empty missile pod was once again filled with the same type of miniature missiles.

However, compared to the micro-missiles that had just been launched, these newly appeared missiles looked like unfinished products—their warheads still retained their original metallic color, as if they had just been assembled and sent to the battlefield before they could be painted.

"You cheated!" Wang Xiyi glared at Sun Hang. "This is so unfair to Xiao Zhongling!"

“Zhong Ling probably won’t care about this, right?” Sun Hang called out to Yan Yu’an, “Lieutenant Colonel Yan, try out the new missiles I gave you. They shouldn’t be too different from the originals.”

“It can launch… but the armor’s main control computer doesn’t seem to be able to lock onto the targets of these missiles,” Yan Yu’an replied while exchanging fire with the strange soldiers on the roof with his assault rifle.

"No need to lock on, they're smart enough to find their targets on their own," Sun Hang shouted. "You just launch, and leave the rest to me, Old Sun!"

"Okay." Yan Yu'an didn't hesitate and launched all the missiles again!
Thirty-six metallic micro-missiles traced thirty-six strange curves in mid-air before rising to a height of over twenty meters.

Immediately after a brief pause, these micro-missiles fell vertically from the sky at an even faster speed, instantly piercing the skulls of the thirty-six monster soldiers!

(End of this chapter)