Armor-piercing bullets don't believe in carbon-based monsters

Chapter 18: Knowledge of God
When the smoke cleared, the ground was littered with corpses.

Everyone in the Holy Blood Squad was stunned, but Chen Jian had a sad face.

The reason is very simple. After this round of fighting, the ammunition in our hands is really running out.

他只剩下最后40发5.8mm子弹，沈越的7.62也已经打完，就只保留了最后30发给何朔的26狙用。

The four of them had three grenades left in total, and each of their pistols had one magazine left.

The only thing left in large quantities was Lei Jie's pistol bullets, which had 120 rounds left, barely enough to fill the basic number.

If we encounter another large-scale battle next time, our team will be no different from being unarmed.
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But there is actually a difference.

After all, he has a big bomb with him that can flatten an area with a radius of at least 5 kilometers.

There is really no other way. The worst that can happen is to detonate this thing.

Maybe after being blown to ashes, he put it back on, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a shirtless man putting a military coat on him?
Although the scene is still a bit scary, it is much better than being eaten by monsters here.
Thinking of this, Chen Jian shook his head with amusement.

Xu Lie, who was standing by, saw his expression and thought he was mocking those converts who were overestimating their own capabilities, and he immediately felt respect for him.

This is strength!

While chatting and laughing, he killed hundreds of desperate converts who gave even the Holy Blood ones a headache, scaring the other remnants in the city so much that they dared not show up. Then he actually felt a little unsatisfied and even laughed!

This kind of mentality would make one a strong person no matter where he is.

So, Xu Lie walked forward with a bit of flattery, got close to Chen Jian and said:
"Well, now that we're done fighting, can we retreat?"

"Just wait a little longer."

Chen Jian waved his hand and said:
"Let's pick up the shell casings first."

"Picking up bullet shells?"

Xu Lie didn't understand.

He naturally knew that bullets would produce shells after being fired, but he had no idea what the use of this thing was.

Even if I take it back and sell it as metal material, it wouldn't be worth much, right?
Chen Jian saw his confusion, but was too lazy to explain further.

After all, even he himself didn't know whether the method of reloading the ammunition was feasible.

Other people's reloaded ammunition all have finished gunpowder and finished warheads, but you have nothing. Even if you can assemble it, will it be as powerful?
I can only say give it a try.

Several people picked up the shells in silence and filled a small bag with them.

Li Shi, one of the four Holy Blood men, naturally took the bag and hung it around his waist, then grinned at Chen Jian.

Obviously, he now has the intention of treating Chen Jian and others as the backbone.

In this world where the strong survive, strength often represents the right to speak. On this point, Xu Lie, who was originally the leader of the four Holy Bloods, had nothing to say.

The group stepped over the corpses on the ground and prepared to head out of the city.

It was already past four in the afternoon, the sun was setting, and the shadow of the building was stretched out very long, like the projection of some monster.

Chen Jian ordered He Shuo and Lei Jie to launch the drone and complete the reconnaissance of the route. Only after confirming that there were no more converts blocking the road ahead did he give the order to continue moving forward.

The four members of the Holy Blood Squad were quite curious about this scene, but they seemed to think that they shouldn't ask too much.

It was not until they walked out of the city and successfully settled down at the camping site of the Holy Blood Squad and lit a fire that Xu Lie could finally not help but ask:
"What the hell are those mechanical birds?"

Chen Jian hesitated for a moment and replied:

"A reconnaissance device."

"Similar to a falcon?"

"Yes, similar to a falcon."

"magic."

Xu Lie let out a long sigh and continued:

"Almost all the equipment you carry is beyond our comprehension - on the contrary, your weapons are similar to those I have seen in the Mechanicus."

"This is completely different from the strong man I imagined."

"To be honest, he is completely different from the strong man most people imagine."

"So what kind of strong person do you imagine?"

Chen Jian asked as he sorted out the remaining ammunition on hand.

"Faster speed, stronger strength, a harder body, and quicker reaction. This is what the Holy Blood pursues."

"Bigger guns, bigger cannons, thicker armor, this is what the Mechanicus pursues." "I have always believed that being powerful means choosing one of these two."

“But now it seems not to be.”

After Xu Lie finished speaking, Chen Jian laughed and said:

"In fact, our pursuit is similar to that of the Mechanicus. We also want what they want."

"No, you don't want it."

Xu Lie firmly denied:

"I don't know about you, but I'm not stupid."

"What you are looking for is not bigger or thicker, but more lethality."

"I don't know how you did it, but the power of that gun in your hand may be stronger than the firepower of an entire Mechanicus combat company."

"I dare say that if you had the power, you might hide the power to destroy the world in a small pocket."

"This is the difference between you and them. Perhaps you are truly the chosen ones of God, and you have mastered the truth bestowed by God."

At the end, Xu Lie had a somewhat sad expression, and so did the other Holy Blood people.

Chen Jian was silent for a moment, then said:
"We do have some truth in our grasp, but that truth is not God-given."

"Not God-given? Well, that doesn't matter."

Xu Lie changed the subject and suddenly asked somewhat embarrassedly:
"Can you help me take a look at this gun? It keeps missing the target."

"I sent it to the Mechanicus. Those idiots said it was because the machine soul of the gun was restless. So I soaked it in some liquid made of unknown material for a few days, but it only made it more rusty."

"So, has it become more useful?"

Chen Jian asked jokingly.

"Obviously, no, it started to get stuck instead."

As he spoke, Xu Lie handed over the pistol.

Chen Jian shook his head, took it, looked at it, and quickly dismantled the gun into pieces.

Xu Lie was horrified, but after seeing Chen Jian's skilled movements, he felt that this might be the correct way to deal with it.
"The recoil spring is not elastic enough, and the support spring is basically useless."

"The rifling is fine, probably not many rounds have been fired."

"The firing pin is broken, too. The whole thing is rusted and blunt."

"Find something to sharpen it - Shen Yue, hand me the dagger."

Shen Yue handed over the dagger, and Chen Jian sharpened the firing pin in a few strokes, then said:
"But the main reason for the jam has nothing to do with what I've said - you loaded the bullets incorrectly."

"This is a 9X19 gun. You mixed several 9X18 bullets into your gun. You are lucky that you were not killed."

"Don't you check the length and shape of the bullet before loading it?"

".We all thought that as long as we could fit it in, we could fight."

"You all thought?"

Chen Jian looked up in surprise, and the four members of the Holy Blood Squad nodded in unison, their expressions even somewhat naive.

".Forget it, Lei Jie, give him some bullets. Twelve rounds will be enough."

"it is good."

While counting the bullets, Lei Jie asked curiously:

"What type of gun is this?"

"do not know."

Chen Jian shook his head and replied:
"Looks like some knock-off of the Beretta 8000 - whatever, we don't need it."

"Too."

The disdain in Chen Jian's tone was evident, and Xu Lie was dumbfounded.

Such precious bullets, just given away like this? ?

He took the bullet blankly, but he didn't know what Chen Jian was thinking at the moment. It was a small caliber anyway, so it didn't matter if there were more or less bullets. He might as well use it as a favor.
Seeing that Xu Lie's problem was solved in an instant, Xie Liu, who had been watching from the side, could no longer sit still.

She coughed a little nervously, and then asked:
"God's Chosen One, can you handle the potion issue as well?"

(End of this chapter)