Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

"What's Car 1 doing?"

"Who is that warrior? Has he gone mad?"

"Seems like, it's that guy who 'got in through the back door'!"

The two vehicles in the lead were equally concerned about the situation of Car 1 lagging behind, their occupants dumbstruck as they watched the scene unfold through the rear window.

"Is he looking to die?"

"Irrational newcomers always think they can play the hero."

"Just hope he doesn't get everyone in his vehicle killed!"

The figure standing atop the vehicle roof became extraordinarily conspicuous against the shadow-draped skies, like a lightning rod during a thunderstorm, instantly drawing the gaze of not only his human comrades.

It wasn't common for someone to come out of their armored shell and court death.

With one less point of firepower for a brief moment, the Blood Crows had already pressed close to the vehicle, and with the proximity of flesh, they became frenzied with hunger.

The stench of decay, ever-present with rotting flesh, assailed the nostrils.

Surrounded by foes on all sides!

Grey mists invisible to others spread across the gun in his hands, as Bai E's eyes flickered with a cold gleam and his hands fiercely pulled the triggers.

To avoid getting entangled by the linking rope, Bai E twisted his body sideways and, like a pair of compasses, he drew a large circle on top of the vehicle.

"Da-da-da-da-da..." With his body spinning, bullets sprayed in all directions from both guns.

Below the blackened skies, a lone waltz unfolded, blazing and solemn.

Both guns danced, smoke wafting through the air.

The rhythm of ejecting shell casings, together with the falling bodies of Blood Crows, descended slowly before everyone's eyes, bringing down the curtain on this solo dance.

The sudden outburst cleared the immediate vicinity of the vehicle in an instant, and both the attacking and the defending sides temporarily stalled their advances at that moment.

The two machine guns worked in perfect harmony, wasting not a single bullet nor missing a single Blood Crow. Operating at a 50% bonus rate of fire thanks to the effects of his skills and enhanced further by heightened insight and reflex, he executed an incomprehensible instant-kill moment.

The incessant onslaught of the Blood Crows stalled at that point, their limited brains unable to comprehend what had just occurred.

The occupants of the leading vehicles, now far ahead, witnessed this astonishing scene through the rear window, and silence hung in the cabin for a long time, as they replayed those brief four or five seconds in their minds, a period that seemed to stretch out as if it had been four or five minutes in the real world...

The Blood Crows, constantly driven by their hunger, did not cease their assault permanently. Under the spur of their insatiable hunger, they launched their attacks once more.

"Da-da-da-da..."

Even with both guns firing at once, he managed to send the bullets precisely into each Blood Crow, and faced with Bai E who had activated his Gun Fighting Skill, no amount of Blood Crows could breach the boundary he had drawn.

For that minute, this was a hundred percent safe territory!

The seasoned soldier standing just below Bai E, clutching his machine gun, went to fire several times only to find the targets either too far away or already shot down by Bai E.

"..."

It seemed, suddenly, there was nothing for him to do?

Just moments ago it was a peak crisis, a matter of life and death—yet in the blink of an eye, all was as calm as a mountain, as if time stood still in peace...

Remembering his own rebuke from earlier, his face flushed slightly.

With Bai E's explosive ability as seen in 95B27, how could the authorities have been so blind not to select him?

But then again...

"How is he going to reload?" Miss Aryan, having seen this from the rear window of a vehicle far ahead, suddenly had this ludicrous yet realistic thought cross her mind.

Humans didn't have the black tech for unlimited bullets; the sight of the warrior erupting violently with a gun in each hand was stirring indeed, but if he were to lay the guns on the ground to reload them one by one, that would be embarrassingly low-tech...

"Ah?" The naturally bright red lips, void of lipstick, open in surprise at that moment.

The solitary warrior atop the vehicle casually tossed one of the machine guns into the air, rapidly reloaded the other with a ghost-like swap of cartridges, and then tossed that one as well...

The two machine guns, likely unaware they had ever been flung so mercilessly, were already having their spent magazines thrown back through the open roof hatch of the vehicle.

"..."

Even the rhythm of the shooting didn't seem to break.

[ "Lucky Hit" charge +4. ]

The terrifying upright creature quelled the last bit of hunger in the flat-haired beasts.

Was it will that decided the body, or physical ability that decided the will?

The flock of Blood Crows beneath could hardly ponder this issue. Yet, facing the black figure with guns in his hands, standing atop the armored vehicle, they felt an inexplicable terror.

No matter how insane their hunger, it couldn't break through the barrier of despair, and with the courage spurred by hunger now fading, so too did the strength that drove their hunt.

The wings seemed to grow heavy.

"Whew~" Watching the black flock of birds finally retreat into the distance, the delicate-faced Miss Aryan let out a long sigh of relief, her little heart finally settling back into place.

The outside world was too frightening.

A pair of amber eyes flickered spiritedly before finally resting on the solitary figure standing on the roof of the vehicle, single-handedly stopping the birds... The wind howled fiercely, and the guns were brandished.

Beneath the dim sky from which the crow flock had receded, stood one, gazing into the distance alone.

[What is his name?]

"Who did it?" The voice of the commanding officer, Gregory, sounded in everyone's earpieces in vehicle number 1. Even though some recognized the action of the newcomer who had gotten in through the back door, he still wanted to confirm.

For a moment, no one responded.

That was because Bai E was slowly climbing down from the roof.

"Gulp~" Morton could hear the sound of his own swallowing.

Even amidst the noise of travel, it was jarringly loud.

With this kid's skills... how exactly did he fail to be selected?

Gregory's voice, filled with doubt, rose again amid the silence, "Hello? Can anyone hear me?"

It was then that the steady old soldier finally turned on the open channel of the microphone and responded softly, "It's 95B27."

It was truly that soldier who had joined through backdoor channels?!

An eerie atmosphere spread as silence filled all three vehicles.

Miss Aryan blinked, her curiosity piqued about the owner of this number...

["Lucky Strike" energy charge +7.]

The moment Bai E landed, his knees buckled, but fortunately, he braced himself against the spot where he had been sitting, preventing a fall.

AB, quick to respond, stretched out his hand to help, but it was hardly effective.

"What's wrong?" The seasoned soldier asked with concern.

With just this one battle, the newcomer who had "gotten in through the back door" had already established his position within the team.

Even if there wasn't much opportunity for him to shine in subsequent operations, no one would question his strength anymore.

Bai E leaned against the wall for a long while without a word, just closing his eyes as if to steady himself.

He was pretending...

A necessary disguise was always needed; otherwise, doing such a conspicuous act without any repercussions would give them unrealistic expectations, and if they all pinned their hopes on him, he'd be done for.

A certain level of performance was required, but Bai E couldn't bear the weight of expectations that were too heavy.

After all, with his current lack of Spiritual Energy, the duration of Gun Fighting Skills wasn't anything over a minute. This was because even relying on No. 3 Chew could only push his action reserve to just under 150 points at most.

After using No. 3 Chews multiple times, Bai E had gradually become familiar with its characteristics. The reserve of action points had an upper limit, which would decay rapidly after surpassing 100 points, and using No. 3 Chews in quick succession wouldn't restore a large number of action points as the first one did.

If a minute-plus burst wasn't enough to settle a fight, then he'd be the one getting settled.

He couldn't afford to give them the illusion that he could burst freely at will.

After 'recovering' for a while, Bai E slowly opened his eyes, giving everyone a weak smile as if the "world spinning" before his eyes had calmed, "Feeling a bit dizzy, but I'm fine now."

"Good to hear..." The steady soldier finally felt relieved.

No one doubted Bai E's words.

If someone performed such an extravagant feat without any side effects, they'd start to question their understanding of the world.

So, was it this 95B27's innate ability? Or had he developed some special skill on his own?

"Can we gather with the lead vehicle..." Old One, who had been sitting quietly in a corner not saying a word, finally spoke up with difficulty.

When Bai E looked over, he saw Old One's face was pale, large beads of sweat incessantly dropping from his forehead, while the hastily applied gauze wrap on his injured right hand was already soaked with fresh blood.

"I'm in so much pain..."

The seasoned soldier then realized, "Right away! Right away!"

"No need." Bai E, bracing himself against the vehicle, stood up "with difficulty" and moved over, meanwhile reaching out his hand to his side, "No need to delay the journey, hand me the medical kit."

"..."

You know medical treatment too?!

The commendation sent out to the whole camp had only mentioned the kid driving back with over four hundred immobilized teammates; it didn't mention anything about medical skills.