They crossed over the monster's chest before they formed a fleshy and living shield that completely blocked all the incoming bullets.
However, that didn't stop Allen from firing. The stream of bullets now hammered into the tentacles instead. The 5.56mm rounds were powerful and didn't just bounce off and they dug into the thick and black flesh and ripped into the muscle. Dark, oily blood spurted from dozens of new holes.
But that was it. The bullets went in and the tentacles just... took it. They were just thick and solid masses of flesh and muscle. There were no bones to break neither were there any vital organs to hit. They just soaked up the damage while they kept twitching and blocking.
No matter how many bullets lodged inside them, it didn't hinder their movement much.
But Allen wasn't going to back down. He had an assault rifle on full auto and he had already purchased enough ammo to back himself up.
