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"Set off!"

Davis's voice still echoed in the air.

boom!

The bulletproof glass at the front of the police station shattered with a crash, and a water spear pierced through the air, precisely penetrating the chest of a SWAT officer standing at the door. The SWAT officer was thrown away by the enormous kinetic energy and pinned to the load-bearing wall behind him!

After the fatal water spear struck, the Buddha lost some of the power to maintain its form, turning into an ordinary puddle of water that splashed onto the ground, mixing with blood and spreading across the tiles.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

Extraordinary abilities are no longer just reports on documents, but real, tangible methods of killing right before our eyes!

Before Roberts could give the order to take cover, a dense whistling sound swept in, and countless water jets mixed with 5.56mm rifle bullets tore through all the windows on the front of the police station!

Although those water arrows were not as powerful as the water spears from before, they were extremely fast. Once they hit a person, they could instantly tear apart muscles and bones, resulting in either death or serious injury. The screams of agony immediately echoed throughout the entire police station lobby.

In just three seconds, at least fifteen police officers fell into pools of blood in the hall, some dying instantly, others rolling on the ground and groaning in agony.

"Take cover! Suppress heavy fire! Night Owl Team One and Two, establish a defensive line!" Davis kicked over a heavy desk, drew his sidearm, and roared.

Special forces soldiers quickly took their combat positions, and the M249 squad set up their machine guns, spitting fire!

Large-caliber bullets tore through the fragile cover on the street. Several fishmen who tried to charge were hit by heavy machine gun fire. The water shields on their bodies rippled violently and then shattered. Their dark green scales were torn apart by bullets, and blood spurted out!

"It works! The large-caliber weapon works!" a Night Owl team member shouted excitedly.

However, the joy lasted only a second before a compressed water balloon the size of a basketball flew from across the street, clearing the cover and landing precisely in the center of the room where the police officers were most concentrated.

"What is this...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the water balloon suddenly exploded!

Countless tiny water droplets swept outwards from the center of the water sphere, leaving no blind spots!

Puff puff!

The water droplets easily penetrated bulletproof vests and human bodies. More than a dozen police officers were killed before they could even make a sound, their torsos and heads pierced by the water droplets. After the massacre, the water sphere dissipated.

Humans possess powerful weapons, while fishmen have extraordinary abilities!

"Air support! Bomb them flat!" Davis roared into the communicator. Fighter jets in the sky began to warm up their onboard heavy machine guns, preparing to strafe the streets below.

However, just as the fighter jet completed its lock-on, a massive water spear, several meters long, shot into the sky from the street below, piercing the fighter jet's armor and fuel tank with unparalleled precision, accompanied by a deafening whistle!

A fighter jet exploded in mid-air, creating a fireball that spun and plummeted towards the distant streets, triggering a second explosion and further complicating the battle.

The scale and ferocity of this melee far exceeded that of last night's hijacking of the prison van.

Last night's attack was just a quick in-and-out raid, lasting only about five minutes. But now, it's a full-scale urban battle, affecting three whole city blocks. Buildings are collapsing, flames are spreading, and gunfire, explosions, and screams are all mixed together, like the end of the world.

Davis observed the fishmen's fighting style through the scope, his expression growing increasingly grim.

At first, he thought that these fishmen were at most a group of beasts with extraordinary power, and that their fighting style was nothing more than crushing others with their superhuman abilities. But after actually getting to know them, he realized that it was not like that at all!

On the east side of the street, five murlocs formed a standard wedge-shaped assault formation. The murlocs on the flanks used captured rifles to provide suppressive fire, while the three in the middle used their supernatural abilities to create water shields to provide cover for the entire squad, advancing in alternating shifts.

They even use the structure of buildings for tactical maneuvers!

Once the police force in front is tied down, another group of fishmen will always appear from the flank or rear, launch a beautiful flanking attack, and then quickly retreat to cover before the police can adjust their deployment.

This isn't a bunch of monsters causing chaos in the city.

This is a regular army fighting in urban warfare!

Davis gritted his teeth: "The police were right... these fishmen... they really are those missing homeless veterans! Only veterans who have fought on the battlefield could possess such terrifying tactical execution!"

The police officers were completely on the defensive against these fishmen, and even the "Night Owls" were suppressed by them!

If it weren't for their superior numbers and firepower, they wouldn't even have had the chance to fight back.

Davis cursed under his breath as he changed the magazine.

Those politicians want two hundred people alive?

dream!

We should be thankful if we can win now!

Just then, Roberts frowned and turned to Davis beside him: "Captain... have you noticed something? Isn't there more and more water on the ground? And... it's getting darker and darker."

Davis looked up at the window.

The once bright sky was now covered by a thick layer of dark gray clouds, making the light as dim as dusk, and the water on the ground was already above ankle level.

He wiped the sweat from his face, and while loading his rifle, he joked with a wry smile, "Maybe it's going to rain. Isn't that how it always is in movies and TV shows? During a major battle, it always rains a little to set the mood, and..."

"wrong!"

Roberts' voice suddenly interrupted Davis.

Davis turned his head in confusion, only to find Roberts' face ashen, her eyes fixed on the street outside, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Shan... Coral... Why is there coral in the police car?"

What nonsense are you spouting?!

Davis turned his head sharply, following Roberts' gaze to the street outside.

Just one glance sent a strong tingling sensation shooting from the soles of my feet to my scalp.

The scene before us is completely beyond human comprehension!

The dilapidated police car that was originally parked on the street has somehow become covered with colorful underwater corals!

Not just police cars.

The base of the lampposts was covered with a layer of slippery seaweed, the surface of the fire hydrants was covered with a dense mass of barnacles, some of which had opened their shells to filter seawater that was not even present in the air, and the exterior walls of the buildings on both sides of the street were covered with green moss and tiny shellfish.

Salt water seeped from the cracks in the sidewalk, and the salty smell permeated the air.

A seaweed-like thing was wrapped around the trunk of a roadside tree, and its brown leaves swayed slowly in the windless environment, as if it were growing in water.

Except for the lack of seawater... this place is practically like the seabed!

"Boom!"

At that moment, a clap of thunder sounded in the sky, followed by the sound of raindrops.

Strangely, much of the rain didn't fall to the ground, but instead remained suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, the water on the ground began to defy gravity, rising upwards in strands, twisting and wriggling, merging with the raindrops suspended in the air.

Moreover, the water flowing from the building's exterior walls and the water gushing from the broken fire hydrants were all converging in the same direction!

The ever-expanding water sphere hovered above the battlefield, and occasionally a strange phosphorescent light, the kind only found in the deep sea, could be seen flashing across it.

"What is this...?" Davis's voice was completely hoarse.

A Night Owl team member picked up an RPG rocket launcher, aimed it at the water sphere, and pulled the trigger.

The rocket roared out and hit the water sphere precisely, but it didn't even cause a ripple or produce any explosion.

The water spheres gathering in mid-air grew larger and larger, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

"thump."

A muffled thud came from beside him, and Roberts collapsed to the ground without warning, his body twitching slightly.

Davis was startled, thinking that Roberts was frightened by the scene before him, and quickly reached out to pull Roberts behind a relatively safe cover.

However, the moment his hand touched Roberts' body, he sensed something was wrong.

Roberts' skin was ice-cold, and a chill that shot straight to Davis's scalp made his hair stand on end instantly.

He is dead, and based on the condition of the body, the most plausible manner of death is...

drowning!