Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

"But I've changed my mind. I want to let the two of you experience the difference between level three and level four first!"

Anderson grinned maliciously, "System! Activate unlimited ammo!"

Da da da da da!

Anderson's empty M4A1 chamber did not stop firing after making a blank sound; it started firing again the next second, and bullets sprayed out of the muzzle and swept into the smoke.

There was absolutely no reloading; the bullets seemed to have been automatically refilled.

Han Che was terrified. "Quick, find cover!"

Han Che lunged to the side, rolling on the ground to hide behind the nearest low cover. Bullets followed his movements, sweeping past him and leaving a row of dense craters in the ground.

There aren't many bunkers here; most of them are tables, chairs, sofas, and low walls.

At the same time, Qi Yuzhe was forced back to the other side of the cover by the firepower.

Alarm bells rang in Han Che's mind. Did Anderson really have an unlimited bullet skill?

Han Che turned his head and saw Qi Yuzhe pressed against the back of an overturned sofa, only a few steps away from Han Che.

Han Che quickly made two hand gestures. The first gesture pointed in his own direction, and the second gesture pointed in Qi Yuzhe's direction, then he pointed upwards.

Qi Yuzhe understood instantly and nodded.

The bullets are now concentrated on Han Che's side.

Han Che's idea was for Qi Yuzhe to get up and peek, and when Anderson's line of fire was drawn to Qi Yuzhe, he would get up and take a pre-firing shot from the side.

They had used this tactic many times before, so they knew it by heart.

Qi Yuzhe nodded, then stood up and peeked. Anderson's gun line was indeed drawn to that brief target.

The moment Anderson's firing line shifted, Han Che peeked halfway out from behind cover, his Ash-12 already pre-aimed at Anderson's new position. As he leaned out, he pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew toward Anderson.

Anderson shifted to the side, but the bullet still struck his breastplate squarely.

Anderson groaned as he was hit, then pulled his gun back, while Han Che also retreated.

This action, though somewhat like playing whack-a-mole and a bit comical, truly tests the chemistry between the two.

Of course, he also benefited from Han Che's perception ability, which allowed him to judge the most appropriate time to strike.

Anderson was getting impatient with this back-and-forth. "Stop being so timid! Just stay behind cover!" Anderson yelled. "System, activate auto-aiming!"

"Activate what?" Han Che was startled. The bullet hit the cover in front of him, and Qi Yuzhe pulled out of the cover and fired in rhythm.

"No!" Han Che turned his head and hurriedly stopped Qi Yuzhe, who was about to get up and peek.

But the next moment, bang bang bang bang!

Several bullets struck Qi Yuzhe's head at extremely high speed, almost along a straight trajectory.

Qi Yuzhe's body suddenly tilted backward, flying a distance before crashing to the ground, the blood spurting from his head arcing through the air.

Han Che's pupils dilated violently as he stared at Qi Yuzhe's body lying on the ground, still twitching slightly, blood spreading rapidly beneath him.

A real sense of fear welled up inside me.

Reese was not afraid when Anderson stabbed him in the throat in close combat.

Demulan's chest was shattered by a sniper shot, but he didn't find it strange.

When Saeed was casually blown in the head by Anderson in the flames, he felt it was only natural.

Qi Yuzhe was so easily defeated by Anderson that Han Che felt an unprecedented fear.

What is this?

Their combat power is completely illogical, and their actions are utterly illogical!

Super strength, extremely fast speed, and keen reflexes.

That's not all. No need to reload, unlimited ammo, and now it can even aim automatically?

How can we win like this?

Han Che looked up at the countdown in the sky in despair. There were still more than six minutes left. He and Qi Yuzhe had only lasted for a little over a minute.

Da da da da!

The bullets returned to the cover in front of Han Che, the loud noise deafening. Han Che pressed himself tightly against the cover, gritting his teeth and enduring the vibrations and the flying debris.

How can we fight like this? How can we win like this?

Delaying the game was Han Che's last thought; if he could stall for six minutes, he would win!

but……

Da da da da da!

The sound of bullets hitting the cover left him unable to think anymore; the image of Qi Yuzhe being instantly killed by a headshot kept flashing through his mind.

"Come out! You coward! Don't you like to dodge shots? Come on! Show me how you dodge!" Anderson seemed to be losing patience, and his voice gradually became arrogant and irritable.

Anderson had his parameters maxed out, and all the M4 bullets were locked onto a single point behind the cover, right behind Han Che's head.

But Han Che seemed determined, no matter how Anderson fired at him, he wouldn't show his face.

"Fine! You just wait!" Anderson said angrily, and stopped firing.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment. Han Che's ears were ringing, filled with a piercing electrical sound, and he couldn't hear anything outside.

But Anderson's murderous intent was still piercing, so Han Che could only continue to wait, clinging to the cover.

The next moment, a bullet flew over his head, and after passing over the cover, it suddenly changed direction and swooped down.

The bullet's trajectory was so unpredictable that it caught Han Che off guard, and then it struck his calf hard.

Han Che groaned, his legs losing support and he fell to his knees.

What the hell is this? Han Che was already shocked, but before he could think any further, another bullet came.

They continued firing at higher ground, then abruptly turned downwards after clearing cover.

This can't go on any longer. Han Che stopped waiting to die and quickly judged the trajectory of the bullet in his mind. He immediately rolled to the side.

The bullet veered down as Han Che had predicted, but just before hitting the ground, it changed course again, making an almost 90-degree turn and flying horizontally along the ground to strike Han Che's other knee.

Han Che let out a miserable scream and finally collapsed to the ground.

Even so, he was still analyzing the situation. What kind of ability was this?

Unfortunately, Han Che's eardrums had ruptured from the shock of the gunfire hitting the cover, and blood was flowing from both ears. The constant crackling sound made it impossible for him to hear anything.

Bang bang bang!

Several bullets were fired into the air, then flew through the air like a swarm of bees.

Han Che, who had been wearing a serious expression, burst out laughing when he saw this scene.

What else is there to say? Here you go!

Bullets swooped down, "surrounding" Han Che from all sorts of bizarre angles, and entered his body from all directions.

The final shot hit right between the eyebrows!