Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 94 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole's Fury
Someone beat me to it, and more than one person did!
I saw flashes of light in the deep sky, flashes like fireflies, very rapid, and there were more than a dozen of them. They were fireworks from gunfire from other directions.

God knows how many Space Force officers Ding Yi actually spoke to about propelling spacecraft!

Zhang Beihai reacted immediately. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

The flame ignited by the primer oxidizer of the bullet exploded silently in the vacuum, and the first bullet burst forth.

Then came the second shot, and the third shot.

After firing all ten meteorite bullets, he switched to a second target and fired another ten meteorite bullets.

Zhang Beihai's hand was very steady; the recoil of the pistol did not cause him to lose sight of the target, thanks to his long-term adaptive training.

Next was the third target, where he fired his last ten meteor bullets.

Thirty meteorite bullets were fired at a muzzle velocity of 1000 meters per second toward a target 30 kilometers away. Since there is no air resistance in near-Earth orbit, the bullets' velocity would hardly decrease.

However, it takes at least twenty seconds of flight time to hit the target.

As for why Zhang Beihai insisted on taking action even knowing that other hunters were present, there is no contradiction.

Zhang Beihai wanted absolute security; he didn't trust those hidden accomplices. But regardless, after learning he wasn't the only hunter, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on Zhang Beihai's lips.

After doing all this, he immediately activated his jet stream and flew back the way he came. He had already fired all the meteorite bullets, so whether they hit or not was no longer important to him.

'Regardless of the outcome, I have fulfilled my responsibility.'

Zhang Beihai thought to himself.

After flying for about 2 kilometers, Zhang Beihai stopped next to another piece of space debris and glanced at it through the scope.

The once orderly photography team suddenly became chaotic. The panicked group could be seen from twenty kilometers away, and Zhang Beihai could almost hear their screams of "meteorite shower."

The death toll was far higher than Zhang Beihai had anticipated.

Because the incoming meteorite bullets came from different directions, in different numbers, and at different speeds, and because the accuracy of the different attackers varied, the entire central area of ​​the camera convoy became a target.

Zhang Beihai saw a large amount of white mist being ejected due to the penetration of the spacesuits. It was the leakage caused by the imbalance of internal and external air pressure. The thrust brought by the ejected white mist caused those tattered figures to be thrown into the air one after another.

At least twenty people were hit by the 'meteorite shower', and the victims' bodies showed obvious unnatural twisting.

Originally, Zhang Beihai only planned to kill three veteran astronauts, but unexpectedly, in this spontaneous saturation assassination, the propellant spacecraft faction was almost completely wiped out.

Zhang Beihai was unsure of the exact role his 30 meteorite bullets played in the attack.

But the three leading veteran astronauts were each riddled with bullets—they were practically sieves from the incoming meteorite bullets.
Because the "meteorite shower" had not ended, the staff who had managed to escape did not dare to pull back the "people" who were scattered everywhere due to the explosion of the cavitation jets caused by the pressure imbalance. They could only let these corpses be torn apart in the void by "meteorites" from all directions.

The photographer, who was more than 100 meters away from the shooting center, stared blankly at the bursts of blood mist in the lens for a moment before reacting and pressing the high-speed continuous shooting mode.

He knew that death could pierce his body at any moment, but as long as he could make the film, his life was not an issue.

As a photojournalist, he captured this world-shaking moment with utmost composure.

In the end, the blood mist and white mist were completely sprayed out, and finally froze in the universe at a temperature of over 100 degrees below zero.

"Meteor shower... Oh my god! It's all over, everything is over!"

"Quickly save them, there might still be survivors."

"How could there be so many meteorites? The probability is too small, could it be..." The speaker was suddenly covered in the mouth by his companion and dragged back into the space capsule, where he was knocked unconscious by an elbow.

You think you're so smart.

"Go save them! Go save them!" "Wait! Don't go! A hyperbaric oxygen chamber is floating by! Damn it, someone forgot to fasten their safety harness! What if the meteor shower hits that hyperbaric oxygen chamber..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't fasten the safety buckle properly... But why did it float over by itself!"

"I was just dodging the meteor shower when I accidentally crashed into it. Who would have thought that the oxygen chamber wasn't properly secured!"

"It's all your fault!"

"It's all your fault!"

"You two idiots, stop arguing! Quickly pull the oxygen tank back, or you'll be going to jail!"

This statement seems to be some kind of prophecy.

A large-caliber meteorite, launched from an unknown direction, pierced the thick steel armor of a nearby high-pressure gaseous oxygen chamber with the power of an anti-armor sniper rifle, causing a violent explosion in the vacuum.

'boom! ’

Although sound cannot travel in a vacuum, everyone who witnessed this scene subconsciously added this sound effect!
The intense fireball spread out in a spherical shape in space, almost instantly engulfing the corpses and shattered meteorite bullets.

All the evidence has disappeared.

After the sniper shot ended, the nimble girl turned around and disappeared into the chaotic mass of space debris.

The photographer, who was on the verge of exploding, presciently pulled out his memory card and threw it towards the cabin, successfully preserving the photos.

His spacesuit was destroyed by the explosion, but fortunately, the low temperature of the vacuum instantly froze his bloodied back. He was eventually pulled into the space capsule while unconscious and rescued.

...

Upon returning to the space station, Zhang Beihai spotted the furtive Dongfang Mingxi and stopped her.

"Senior!" Dongfang Mingxi was startled; she clearly hadn't expected Zhang Beihai to be here.

"Where have you been?" Zhang Beihai saw that Dongfang Mingxi hadn't had time to take off her spacesuit, and a sense of foreboding immediately welled up in his heart.

The oxygen chamber explosion and the 'meteorite shower' event outside have just ended, and space forces from various countries are urgently being assembled. How did she end up here?

"I went to help take photos to document the event, but there was a meteor shower outside, so I had to come back urgently," Dongfang Mingxi said, avoiding Zhang Beihai's gaze.

She is clearly not good at lying, and her language is full of logical inconsistencies.

This is not okay.

Zhang Beihai guessed the answer in his mind. He walked forward and used his hand to brush away the faint marks of the gunstock and the dust of gunpowder residue on the shoulder.

Dongfang Mingxi's head was still inside the spherical space helmet, obstructing her vision so she couldn't see the movement, but she could feel the gentle force on her shoulder, which frightened her so much that she didn't dare to move.

“Taking photos as a record doesn’t necessarily mean you have to do it; someone else can do it too, it’s the same,” Zhang Beihai said.

"Everyone has important things to do, and I'm just sitting here doing nothing anyway," Dongfang Mingxi forced a smile.

"You're too young. There are plenty of seasoned veterans in the team who are better suited for this. Go and change out of your spacesuit. We'll have a meeting later."

"Yes, comrade political commissar!" Dongfang Mingxi gave Zhang Beihai a solemn salute, then strode away.

Zhang Beihai shook his head and walked towards the conference room alone.

(End of this chapter)