As he reached the door of the vehicle, Chen Fei was about to push it open and leave.
Without warning, a piercing howl erupted in his ears, echoing incessantly inside his head. The metal hoop-shaped Protective Forehead Accessory on his head crackled softly, and shockingly, thin crisscrossing cracks appeared on its surface.
"Fuck!"
He spun around abruptly, only to find that most of the soldiers and officers inside the carriage were aiming their Railgun Combat Rifles right at him.
Chen Fei was utterly puzzled.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you going to do?"
The officer's lips twitched uncontrollably. He couldn't deny his nerves were a bit on edge, but belief in 'better safe than sorry' prevailed.
This mission had indeed been the weirdest one he had ever seen, pushing the limits of his worldview.
