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Dozens of general-purpose machine guns and 7-barreled 30mm autocannons fired at their highest rate, spewing bullets like a fabric tearing machine. The sounds merged into one as armor-piercing, tracer, white phosphorus incendiary, and machine-gun rounds built an impenetrable curtain of bullets, negating any possibility for the target to escape.
Whether he had given in to despair or simply hadn't had the time to react, the black-haired youth clad in black simply stood at the center of the crisscrossing bullet trajectories. His crimson eyes calmly watched ahead, his entire body unguarded.
In such a situation, even full personal protective equipment would have been meaningless.
