"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Three rounds of rapid fire and the mechanical guards emptied their magazines.
Immediately, they slung their rifles over their shoulders, and at the touch, a crisp metallic click resounded in the air.
Ye Hanjun traced the sound and then noticed the dimly colored barrel of the gun, once again emitting a yellow glow of breath lights.
Clearly, their depleted energy was rapidly replenishing.
Once recharged, the next volley would be launched instantaneously.
"Hiss! Crash!"
Ten mechanical guards pulled out the hand grenades strapped to their legs.
This was their second piece of attack equipment, exceptionally smooth on the surface, resembling enlarged eggs, constantly reflecting arcs of light.
Thrown before they hit the ground, compressed high-explosive gunpowder emitted choking black smoke.
The next moment, a wild wind kicked up in the corridor, a massive force indiscriminately sweeping up everything in motion.
