I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 672 Dual-wielding Gatling Guns (1st Update)
Seeing the last two or three helicopters fleeing in disarray, trailing black smoke and disappearing into the night, the five girls, Ran, Sonoko, Sato Miwako, Miyamoto Yumi, and Miike Naeko, were stunned for a moment before bursting into a huge cheer!
"We won! We drove them away!!" Sonoko was the first to jump up, excitedly hugging Ran beside her.

"That's great! That's great!" Xiaolan hugged her back tightly, her face beaming with the joy of surviving a disaster and an unbelievable excitement.

Sato Miwako let out a long sigh of relief, her tense nerves relaxing slightly, and a relieved smile appeared on her face. She high-fived Miyamoto Yumi and Miike Naeko in celebration.

Although the process was extremely dangerous, they succeeded!
They used their weapons to repel the powerful enemy!

"Yay! We're amazing!" Yumi Miyamoto excitedly waved her fist.

Even Conan, who was hiding behind cover and controlling the drone, confirmed the enemy planes had withdrawn through the screen, and breathed a long sigh of relief. His little hands trembled slightly with tension and excitement.

The feeling of personally participating in and winning a fierce battle gave him an unprecedented sense of excitement and accomplishment.

However, this victory, which seemed thrilling and perilous to the girls and Conan, was nothing more than a piece of cake for Shiraishi E. She was completely unmoved and even felt like commenting, "Insufficient firepower and terrible teamwork."

He was more concerned with actual battle losses.

He calmly surveyed the situation in the hall and at each window.

Upon seeing this, even someone as knowledgeable as him couldn't help but furrow his brow and feel a chill run down his spine.

The researchers and hostages who had mustered the courage to stay and fight together were now lying scattered on the ground!
Some were riddled with bullets by helicopter machine gun fire, some were hit by rocket shrapnel, and some were buried under the rubble... Almost no one could move.

Clearly, in the first decent counterattack from the enemy, these ordinary people, who had no combat experience or awareness of cover, were almost completely wiped out, and were defeated before they could even withstand one wave.

'As expected, without the protection of a character's aura, one wouldn't even survive the first wave on this realistic battlefield,' Shiraishi E thought to herself. Reality is just that cruel.

At this moment, five girls—Ran, Sonoko, Sato Miwako, Miyamoto Yumi, and Miike Naeko—with excited blushes, chattered and surrounded Shiraishi E, their bright eyes looking at him, their faces full of anticipation for him to praise them.

Upon seeing this, Shiraishi E naturally didn't hold back her praise.

He smiled and said, "Well done! Especially those last few counterattacks, the timing was excellent."

Although the process was horrific, the result was indeed achieved through their own efforts.

The girls were even happier to receive affirmation.

Ran and Sonoko, shaking their trembling arms, complained, "But the recoil from that machine gun was too strong; it's still making our hands numb, and it feels like our thumbs and index fingers are cracked..."

Miwako Sato, rubbing her aching right shoulder, said with a wry smile, "Me too. It's my first time using a rocket launcher, and I'm really not used to it. I feel like my shoulder is about to be crushed..."

Yumi Miyamoto, on the other hand, was even more uninhibited, rubbing her chest and complaining without any restraint: "What's that compared to what you guys have? That damn recoil, it slammed in like that, and my chest is shaking so badly it hurts! What kind of crappy weapon is that!"

Upon hearing this, Miike Naeko, who was standing next to her, blushed instantly and quickly tugged at her sleeve, whispering reproachfully, "Miyamoto-senpai! Don't say such inappropriate things at a time like this!"

Just as everyone was chatting and laughing after surviving the ordeal, Conan, who had been staring at the drone control tablet, suddenly changed his expression and abruptly looked up, shouting, "Oh no!! Everyone look!"

Everyone immediately crowded around, and on the tablet screen, through the camera of the high-altitude drone, they could clearly see a long line of lights on the roads surrounding the nursing home!
Countless black sedans and SUVs were speeding toward the nursing home from all directions! Further away, you could even see the shadows of some clearly troop transport trucks!
Countless figures were getting off the bus and gathering, a dark mass that was rapidly approaching in an encircling formation!

"They...they've come in huge numbers!" Sonoko's voice trembled.

The joy of repelling the helicopter vanished instantly, and immense pressure once again enveloped everyone.

Shiraishi's eyes narrowed, and she immediately ordered, "Stop standing around! Everyone, go back to the storeroom and replenish your ammunition! Take as much as you can! Carry as many rocket launchers as you can! We might be in for a long battle!"

No one dared to delay and immediately rushed to the armory storage room.

While they were getting ammunition, Shiraishi E decisively bought a no-side-effect awakening agent from the bandit shop and gave one bottle to everyone, including Conan.

"What is this?" Sato Miwako asked in confusion.

"A specially formulated stimulant, a high-concentration energy booster and nerve stimulant, can quickly eliminate fatigue and boost your spirits, allowing you to maintain your optimal combat condition for longer," Shiraishi explained succinctly.

Conan took a look at the name in his hand, and his face turned very ugly. He looked up at Shiraishi E and said, "Hey... I'm just a kid, is it appropriate for you to give me an awakening agent?"

Shiraishi glanced at him and laughed, "If you don't drink it, you won't even have the chance to experience the side effects later. Do you want to be at risk now, or do you want to be captured by those people outside and turned into a specimen later? The choice is yours."

Upon hearing this, Conan thought of the dense, dark encirclement outside and the organization's modus operandi, and immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

He gritted his teeth, uncorked the bottle, tilted his head back, and gulped down the entire bottle of stimulant in one go!
It tastes a bit sweet, but also has a strange metallic flavor.

After everyone drank the stimulant, the effects were almost immediate.

A burning warmth quickly spread from my stomach to my whole body. The fatigue that had accumulated from the tension and battle receded like a tide, replaced by an unusual feeling of excitement and energy. It was as if I had inexhaustible strength, and even my senses became more acute.

This time, Ran, Sonoko, Miwako Sato, and the others learned from their previous mistakes.

They no longer chose those heavy weapons that looked imposing but were difficult to control.

Ran and Sonoko decisively put down the light machine gun that was making their arms numb, and instead chose the lighter MP5 submachine gun with less recoil.

Sato Miwako, Miyamoto Yumi, and Miike Naeko also avoided the rocket launcher with lingering fear, opting instead for their familiar assault rifles.

These weapons are more suitable for them; they can quickly retreat to cover to reload after emptying a magazine, and they are much safer.

Shiraishi E, on the other hand, still chose to take on the heaviest firepower output task.

He needs heavy firepower to draw and suppress the enemy, relieving pressure on the others.

He shouldered a new RPG rocket launcher and strode to the window facing the metal door.

Just then, a loud crash was heard, and the heavy metal door was opened by the enemy outside!
Without hesitation, Shiraishi E, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately aimed at the dark mass of people pouring in through the door!
call out--!
The rocket roared out, leaving a trail of flame!

Boom! A deafening explosion erupted at the doorway! Flames shot into the sky, and several members of the black-clad organization who had just crossed the threshold were torn apart and blasted away by the shockwave and shrapnel before they could even scream!
Limbs and severed bodies were scattered all over the ground!
"Fire!" Miwako Sato shouted!
As the rocket exploded, Ran, Sonoko, and the others simultaneously leaned out and frantically pulled the triggers towards the door!

A hail of bullets rained down on the only entrance!
Da da da da da—! ! !
Bullets struck the metal door frame and walls, sparks flying! A deadly blockade was formed!
Fortunately, this special protected area was built in an independent walled compound, with only one entrance and exit—the metal gate that had been blown open—making the terrain easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The defenders only need to concentrate their firepower to block this narrow entrance, which will greatly hinder the enemy's attack.

This caused immense suffering for the black-clad organization members outside who were attempting a strong attack. Their assaults were repeatedly repelled, and corpses piled up at the entrance.

Even if someone tries to advance with a riot shield, they cannot withstand the continuous impact of RPGs and dense bullets. Often, they are blown up or have their shields blown through after only a few steps.

"Damn it! The firepower is too intense! We can't break through from the front!" the commander outside roared in exasperation.

But the Black Organization members are clearly not stupid.

Having failed in their frontal assault, they immediately changed tactics. Several black SUVs accelerated suddenly and slammed into the side wall of the courtyard with a dull thud.

"Quick! Climb up onto the roof! Attack from the side!" the squad leader shouted.

Immediately, many members in black began using vehicles as stepping stones, trying to climb over the wall using both hands and feet!

"Oh no! They've climbed the wall!" Xiao Lan exclaimed, quickly turning her gun around and firing at the figures climbing.

Sonoko, Sato Miwako, and others quickly diverted some of their firepower to intercept the enemies climbing the wall.

Bang bang bang! Rat-a-tat-tat!
Bullets struck the wall, sending sparks flying.

Occasionally, one or two unlucky men in black would be hit, screaming as they fell off the wall.

But the problem also followed.

Xiao Lan and her colleagues weren't professionally trained sharpshooters; their shooting relied more on intuition and a certain level of police experience.

While they can maintain a certain level of accuracy with short bursts of fire, prolonged and intense shooting in such a continuous and fierce exchange of fire poses a tremendous test to their physical strength, mental fortitude, and endurance.

Their breathing became rapid, their minds were in turmoil, and their accuracy began to decline.

Moreover, the black-clad members outside the wall are not easy targets.

They would also use vehicles and the bodies of their comrades as cover, and return fire with pistols and submachine guns at the windows upstairs!
Bang bang bang! Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Bullets kept hitting the window edges and the inner walls, sending cement fragments flying everywhere!
Several stray bullets nearly grazed Ran and Sonoko's scalps, startling them so much that they instinctively ducked back behind cover, their hearts pounding.

The life-or-death pressure brought by the battle was far more intense and real than they had imagined!

It was precisely because of the intermittent weakening of defensive firepower and the decline in accuracy that more and more members of the black-clad group successfully scaled the wall and jumped into the courtyard!

Like a black tide, they began to charge towards the VIP building in massive numbers! As they charged, they fired wildly at the windows to suppress the enemy with firepower!
"They're coming in! So many people!" Miike Naoko's voice was trembling with tears as she looked at the ever-growing number of dark figures approaching from downstairs, her heart filled with panic and fear.

The pressure suddenly increased!

The girls' panic inevitably affected their movements, making their shooting more haphazard. Most of the bullets went nowhere and were unable to effectively stop the enemy's advance.

The enemy at the front had already rushed to the building entrance!

“The situation is getting out of control…” Sato Miwako’s forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Seeing this situation, Shiraishi E, who had always been in control, knew that she could no longer "slack off" and train them.

The next second, to everyone's astonishment, he picked up an M134 mini cannon with each of his hands—a weapon with six rotating barrels that required an external power supply and ammunition belt!
He casually dragged the heavy ammunition box behind him.

He walked to a window with a wide view, slammed the Gatling gun stand onto the windowsill, plugged it in, and the six barrels began to slowly rotate and preheat, emitting a heart-pounding hum of motors!

"The second phase has begun."

Da da da da da da da da! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!
In the next instant, a visible torrent of metal storm formed by countless bullets suddenly burst forth from the muzzle of the gun!

The sound was no longer a burst or rapid-fire, but a continuous, terrifying shriek that seemed to tear through fabric!
The firepower density is more than ten times that of the previous light machine guns!
The group of black-clad members at the forefront didn't even understand what was happening before they were instantly cut in half, like wheat being harvested by an invisible scythe!

His body was smashed to pieces! Blood and bits of flesh splattered everywhere!
The black-clad members who followed behind were utterly terrified by this sudden and completely unequal display of terrifying firepower!
The ferocity on their faces was instantly replaced by extreme fear!
"Devil! It's a Gatling gun!!"

"Run! Run!!"

"Are they the criminals, or are we? They're too ruthless!"

"........."

They screamed and tried to turn back, but it was too late!
Shiraishi E coldly swung the muzzle of her gun slightly, and the scorching storm of death metal swept away every moving target in the courtyard like the broom of death!

Less than thirty seconds!
The deafening gunfire ceased.

The humming sound of the motor gradually decreased.

The entire courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

The numerous black-clad members who had previously surged in like a black tide were now all turned into fragmented, lifeless corpses on the grass; not a single one of them could stand.

The Gatling gun muzzle emitted scorching blue smoke, and the air was filled with a heavy, nauseating smell of blood and gunpowder.

Everyone who witnessed this scene fell into complete silence and shock.

(End of this chapter)