Translator: AnubisTL
[Detected player Chen Jiang's Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret. Five enhancement options have been fully upgraded to +10.]
[Enhanced Set Skill activated automatically!]
[Enhanced Set Skill for all five options upgraded to +10:]
[Red Tracer Bullet]
[Effect: For every five bullets fired, one will be a red tracer bullet. This tracer bullet significantly increases the Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret's accuracy!]
The Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret contains an AI chip that handles aiming and firing—a system commonly known as auto-aim. The Red Tracer Bullet enhances the AI's ability to identify targets and improve accuracy.
But there was no time for further contemplation.
The seven Law Enforcement Bureau patrol vehicles, sirens blaring and blue-and-white lights flashing, were rapidly approaching the wasteland, now less than fifty meters away.
"Tch."
Chen Jiang patted the 110cm-caliber turret beside him with anticipation, his gaze fixed on the patrol vehicles kicking up clouds of dust. A flicker of barely perceptible excitement flashed deep within his eyes as he patted the turret again.
"Yoshi! It would be impolite not to fire now."
"Open fire!"
The moment his command rang out—
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One-meter-thick projectiles, more akin to missiles than artillery shells, roared forth at a rate of 2,900 rounds per minute, hurtling toward the seven patrol vehicles in a frenzied barrage.
Streaks of fiery light tore across the sky, radiating lethal danger yet compelling onlookers to pause and admire the rare, awe-inspiring spectacle.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Shells rained down around the vehicles, unleashing violent shockwaves that erupted into towering plumes of sand, smoke, vehicle fragments, and crimson mist.
As the shockwaves subsided, thick smoke billowed upward.
The sheer force of the explosions sent gale-force winds buffeting Chen Jiang and his companion, the ground trembling beneath their feet.
The bombardment lasted a mere ten seconds.
The battle was over.
When the smoke cleared, the vehicles' former positions were marked only by massive craters. Not a trace of wreckage remained, let alone any bodies.
It was as if a merciful god, unwilling to resort to excessive bloodshed, had cleansed the world with a gentle hand.
Everything was finished.
In its wake, a notification chimed in Chen Jiang's mind:
[Ding! Congratulations, Player Chen Jiang, for successfully eliminating 28 mechanical race members.]
[Due to the state of war between the human and mechanical races, you have been awarded 28 merit points.]
[Eliminate just 8 more alien race members to secure a place on the Racial Kill Leaderboard, ranking at 100th.]
Scar Dog, who had been gripping the turret to steady himself, stared at the awe-inspiring scene before him, stunned for a long moment before realizing what he had just witnessed.
It was the power of a god, capable of annihilating the world!
He felt that even the most advanced anti-aircraft systems couldn't withstand a full-power barrage from this turret.
His eyes flashed with fervent excitement as he whipped his head around to look at Chen Jiang.
Chen Jiang, equally thrilled, grinned back, meeting Scar Dog's gaze.
Both men saw the barely suppressed elation in each other's eyes.
"Hahahaha!"
Scar Dog burst out laughing first, leaping into the air with exhilaration and throwing a punch into the air. "Damn it! Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west! The mechanical race has been hunting us down, haven't they?"
"After today, if I don't blast you bastards into oblivion so brutal even God would wince, I'll change my name to yours!"
Chen Jiang couldn't help but slap the turret's barrel with fervent excitement. Suddenly, even the scorching desert wind felt almost refreshing.
They had been in this world for three months.
Hunted by the mechanical race, pursued by mutated beasts, and constantly wary of betrayal from fellow human players, their nerves had been stretched taut for the entire time.
Such a state of constant tension was far from comfortable.
At that moment, they could finally catch their breath.
Simultaneously, they turned to look at the armored off-road vehicle behind them, the one that belonged to Ma Zi.
A shared thought flashed through their minds.
"Wanna have some fun, Brother Jiang?"
"Heh."
Chen Jiang rubbed his hands together, his eyes betraying a hint of excitement.
He still had around 2,000 semi-scrapped items left, enough to further enhance the turret.
But any further upgrades would increase its size, making it too large to fit in his space bracelet or mount on the vehicle's roof.
In that case...
"Let's just have some damn fun first!"
Chen Jiang directly used his space bracelet to store the turret, then placed it on the vehicle's roof before sliding into the driver's seat.
He set the hand cannon on the dashboard, then ignited the engine with a roar, preparing to move.
"Heh!"
Scar Dog grinned, leaping through the window into the passenger seat. He slammed the door shut, pointed forward, and shouted, "Let's go!"
Vroom!
The engine roared as Chen Jiang stomped on the accelerator.
The battered armored off-road vehicle roared forward.
As they passed the massive craters, Scar Dog feigned a look of pity, tapping his temple in a mock salute before muttering regretfully, "May God have mercy on your souls."
He then spat a thick wad of phlegm into the depths of the crater.
Soon enough, about twenty minutes later, Chen Jiang slammed on the brakes, bringing the vehicle to a halt near City 18.
The city showed little sign of activity, seemingly unfazed by the recent artillery barrage.
The outskirts of City 18 resembled a slum, littered with abandoned warehouses and derelict housing complexes.
Gangs, petty thieves, and individuals of unknown origins often took refuge here.
Of course, human players also resided in this area.
It was a grim truth, but during the initial massacres, many human players had chosen to betray their own kind in exchange for survival, becoming slaves.
These slaves were spared from labor; their only task was to wear collars around their necks and crawl on the ground like dogs.
The mechanical race members would parade them through the streets, carrying them by hand with brazen arrogance.
Brightly colored labels on the slaves' bodies proclaimed, "Human Race."
Chen Jiang had never understood why the mechanical race did this. But since learning they were survivors of the last Ten Thousand Races Arena, he began to grasp their motives.
Perhaps human players had also participated in that arena, and this spectacle gave the mechanical race members a twisted sense of satisfaction.
Of course, none of this concerned him.
Chen Jiang parked his vehicle near City 18, hopped out, and stood beside it, gazing at the city's stark contrast of abandoned buildings and gleaming skyscrapers. After a moment's pause, he grinned, pulled an unlit cigarette from his pocket, and placed it between his lips.
His eyes gradually deepened.
"May the gods protect you all."
The next moment—
(End of the Chapter)
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