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Chapter 377 - 233: Team Wipeout, Linda’s Resurrection from Death_2

Chapter 377: Chapter 233: Team Wipeout, Linda’s Resurrection from Death_2

He definitely didn’t dare to take this thing head-on.

But it didn’t matter.

Too short!

The distance between them was too short!

A mere hundred meters or so was nothing to him, a highly agile, extremely rare insect Reformer. He needed only two or three breaths, five or six seconds to cross it!

He saw the afterimages getting closer.

The combat team panicked.

One of them shouted angrily, "Fire at will!"

Everyone instinctively followed the command.

Countless bullets, like raindrops parallel to the ground, covered the area around Reinhardt.

In such a situation, there was no way to dodge.

Clang clang clang~

Reinhardt’s hands became a blur of afterimages, deflecting each bullet. Due to the high-speed collision, a mass of sparks flickered between his hands and the bullets.

He didn’t scream in pain from being hit, but behind him came the sound of houses made of wood bursting under the strain, the screams of the unlucky ones hit by stray bullets...

Although the houses in the town were densely packed, the townspeople had been gathered together due to the digging of graves and the opening of coffins, and had once again left because the scene was too disgusting.

Those hit by the bullets were the townspeople heading back.

They were just walking along the road when bullets came flying through the houses.

Listening to the screams of the townspeople in his ears, Reinhardt’s densely packed compound eyes erupted with astonishing murderous intent.

He roared to the sky, "You Federation trash, you really deserve to die!"

Reinhardt leaped seven or eight meters and landed behind the combat team, his hands like the scythes of death, drawing countless afterimages in the void.

In an instant.

Flesh flew, bones shattered.

A group of people was dismembered into numerous pieces of flesh and limbs before they could even scream...

...

"Cough cough~"

Reinhardt, looking at the mess around him, stood on one foot, vomiting out large mouthfuls of green blood.

He touched the void in the middle of his belly.

That machine gunner, who apparently had dynamic vision, had still managed to hit him with two bullets.

One tore through half of his calf, and the other pierced his abdomen.

Had his body’s structure not been different from that of ordinary people, he would have been split in two.

His right hand, covered with armored plates, writhed, squeezing out a metal injector the size of a little finger from between the plates. Just as he was about to inject it, he seemed to think of something and, emotionless, hopped and skipped to the back of his camouflaged house.

There lay three unlucky ones who had been shot.

It appeared they were passing by when they suddenly heard gunshots but didn’t see the scene of the firing, which delayed their hiding. By the time they reacted, they were immediately shot dead.

There were also bloodstains on the path, which spread to a yard.

Reinhardt hopped into the courtyard, only to find the corpse of a beautiful girl with her eyes wide in terror, looking up at the sky, her chest no longer rising and falling.

She had been shot in the abdomen and dragged herself here before dying.

"Linda~"

Pain flashed through Reinhardt’s eyes.

This girl was the same one who had supported him earlier.

The town was small, with fewer than two hundred people.

He was very fond of these children.

Children meant the hope of life.

Reinhardt crouched on one leg, his double-scythe-like hands shedding their armored musculature to return to normal human hands.

Trembling, he first removed the bullet from the girl’s body, then injected the life-saving reagent into her neck, hoping that it was not too late for a miracle to occur.

The composition of the reagent was unknown, but once it entered the girl’s body, it reacted immediately.

Her dead body began to shake violently.

The wound in her abdomen visibly moved and regenerated, eventually knitting back together.

A dense mass of scales emerged on the surface of the girl’s body.

Under Reinhardt’s hopeful gaze, these scales spread over most of Linda’s body and then abruptly stopped, as if the energy had been completely exhausted.

Reinhardt’s ears twitched twice.

There was no heartbeat he had been longing to hear.

The girl was dead.

"FK!"

Reinhardt cursed loudly, punching the nearby courtyard fence to pieces.

...

The next moment.

A bullet hit him right between the eyebrows.

Then came a flurry of gunshots.

Reinhardt grimaced and reached for his head, plucking the bullet lodged there while his muscles writhed, expelling one by one the bullets that had penetrated his body’s surface.

In the distance, Chief Flory held his gun in both hands, having emptied his magazine.

Yet he felt no joy.

After hearing the commotion, he urgently dispersed the townspeople and rushed over, only to see craters from bullets all over the ground and several houses affected by the stray bullets.

There was Ellie, the woman from the CD organization’s Internal Affairs, lying in a pool of blood, beheaded with a single cut, her eyes wide open in death.

Further afield, the scene resembled a slaughterhouse with blood and limbs scattered everywhere, staining all heavy weapons blood red, a terrifying sight.

What on earth happened here?

Chief Flory was puzzled.

It wasn’t until he followed the traces that he saw the monster before him.

The creature was hunched over, with long arms, and its skeletal structure clearly visible, somehow still alive despite its hollowed abdomen.

Especially the green liquid oozing from its body.

This thing was clearly not human!

Years of duty had Chief Flory suppressing his fear as he fired his gun.

The result was despair.

His small pistol seemed only to tickle his opponent.

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