Scared?
In a brief moment of astonishment, Ming Yan almost couldn't help but let out a fierce laugh: Too late!
Unfortunately, he celebrated too soon.
He didn't understand at all; on the battlefield, when an enemy struck such a posture, what it truly meant...
Immediately following, he saw the figure revealed after Lu Feng lay down.
Ji Jue.
And in his hand, a heavily armed bombardment that was exaggerated to the extreme, as tall as Ji Jue's shoulder. It was less a gun, more a cannon!
The Mammoth II Assault Rifle, a Federation Military Power Exoskeleton Armor Standard Weapon Module, had been through decades of wars in Central Earth and was still emitting a terrifying brilliance on its blood-stained muzzle.
In this way, using his own body as a support, Ji Jue rested the butt of the gun on the A-pillar of the vehicle's frame. His fingers tapped on the gun body, his smile gentle:
"[Fire]."
At that instant, it seemed as if the entire building trembled sharply!
