Delta: I have a 1-Haf Coin instant kill system!

The gun barrel was still gathering energy!

The AWM emitted a buzzing sound, and a violent energy surged and layered within the barrel!

The charge-up was more than halfway complete; the energy vortex at the tip of the bullet was clearly visible even from over a thousand meters away!

Even after hiding behind the sand and gravel, Reese's intuition was still frantically alerting him!

He turned his head to the side, peeking out with one eye from the edge of the stone, and saw the light patterns gathering at the tip of the gun muzzle.

In that instant, all the hairs on his body stood on end.

He had seen many guns and dodged and blocked many bullets, but... he had never seen a weapon like this before!

"Hold--"

Reese cursed under his breath, then suddenly turned to the side, trying to roll towards another piece of cover.

But it's too late!

"Breath of the Gale!"

As a senior once said, you must shout it out when you unleash a powerful move!

Zhang Zhao shouted as he pulled the trigger!

"Boom——"

Instead of a bullet, a beam of silvery-white light shot out from the muzzle!

The beam of light instantly traversed a distance of 1,200 meters, leaving a trail of light in the night sky!

In that instant, time seemed to stretch out!

The special warhead spins and expands continuously during flight, drawing in surrounding smoke and sparks into its trajectory!

The beam of light struck precisely the sand and gravel where Reis was hiding!

"puff--"

No loud noise!

No explosion!

The moment the bullet hit the rock, it was as if the rock didn't exist; it simply passed right through it!

But Reese's perception of danger was stronger than he had anticipated!

Just before the beam of light arrived, he had already rolled sideways.

Although it avoided a vital spot, the beam of light still grazed past his left shoulder!

"puff--"

Blood splattered, and a fist-sized hole appeared in Reis's left shoulder, the flesh torn open, and the ground could even be seen through one side!

He was thrown sideways by the impact and rolled several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

"ah--"

Reis let out a roar, half of his body already soaked in blood.

He struggled to stand up, but his left arm was completely drooping down and he couldn't lift it at all.

Saeed's pupils contracted sharply!

He quickly assessed the situation; that shot that could pierce stone was clearly not a conventional weapon!

If they come again, he and Reis will both perish here!

"withdraw!"

Without hesitation, he grabbed Reis by the back of his collar, hoisted the semi-conscious Reis onto his shoulder, and turned to rush into the depths of the desert.

He was incredibly fast, disappearing into the thick smoke in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Zhao looked through the high-powered scope at the direction where the two figures disappeared and slowly exhaled.

[Breath of the Gale - Already used!]

[Remaining Special Bullets: 2/3]

[Cooldown: 45 seconds]

No one chased after them.

Said carried Reis and disappeared completely into the darkness in a few leaps.

At the same time, the militants wearing gray-red combat uniforms also began to retreat.

They came quickly and left quickly, as if it were a rehearsal. In the blink of an eye, only a few corpses and charred shell casings remained.

The fire in the industrial area is still burning, but the gunfire has stopped.

Demulan stood still, turning his head to look at the top of the control building.

The figure was still crouching there, the gun barrel lowered, but the body remained motionless.

"Sister Lan!"

Claire ran in from the flank, her face covered in cigarette ash and her tactical uniform had several cuts, but she was otherwise unharmed.

"We've dealt with the smaller fry; a few escaped, but it won't affect anything—"

She paused abruptly, because Demulan ignored her.

Her gaze remained fixed on the top of the control building, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she had seen something she couldn't understand.

Claire followed her gaze.

On the roof of the control building, a searchlight swept across the edge of the platform, illuminating the figure.

The man was kneeling on one knee, with a slender build, and holding a pure white sniper rifle in his hand!

The gun was unusually long, but what made Claire's pupils suddenly contract was not the gun itself.

It's the thing on that person's head!

A pair of...cat ears?!

The fur was sticking out from between the hairs, and it even trembled slightly in the spotlight.

Claire opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again.

She turned her head to look at Demulan, then turned back to look at the figure on the rooftop.

"...Are there still orcs in this world?"

Claire herself felt a sense of absurdity when she said it.

Demoulin did not answer.

She stared at the figure on the rooftop for a long time, then slowly sheathed her sword, the blade of Polaris retracting into the hilt.

After sheathing the knife in her waistband, she turned and walked towards the control building.

"Sister Lan? Where are you going?"

"Let's see who fired that shot."

Claire paused for a moment, then quickly chased after him.

The elevators in the control building have stopped working, and the backup power supply is only enough to keep the emergency lights on.

The two walked up the stairs, their footsteps echoing repeatedly in the narrow stairwell as they ascended, floor by floor.

Claire followed behind Desmoulins, the absurd idea still swirling in her mind.

Orcs?

How is that possible?

But she saw those cat ears very clearly just now!

Floor after floor, the door to the rooftop platform is right in front of you.

Demulan pushed open the door, and the night wind, carrying the smell of gunpowder, rushed in, causing her long, silvery-white hair to fly backward.

She narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the edge of the platform.

There was no one there!

The searchlight was still spinning, its beam sweeping across the concrete platform, leaving a shallow indentation at the edge.

Nothing else was left behind.

"...Where is he?" Claire caught up, craning her neck to look around.

Demoulin did not answer.

She walked to the edge of the platform, squatted down, and gently pressed her finger on the indentation.

A trace of residual heat remained on the concrete surface, left by the gun barrel conducting heat for an extended period.

She straightened up and scanned the entire platform; there was nowhere for anyone to hide.

"I'm gone."

"When did you leave?"

Claire scratched her head.

"The elevator was out of service, and this is the only staircase in the control building. We didn't see him when we came up. He couldn't have jumped, could he?"

Demoulin did not answer.

She stood at the edge of the platform, her gaze fixed on the distance.

The area where they fought just now is clearly visible in the direction of the sand!

But that's not what she cares about!

What really caught her attention were the cat ears and the gun that could fire bullets that could penetrate rocks!

Demoulan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Orcs?

impossible!

That could be special equipment?

An organization capable of developing firearms that fire bullets that ignore terrain...

She withdrew her gaze and turned to walk towards the stairwell.

"Go back. Have people put out the fire in the industrial area, take stock of the casualties, and restore communications. I need a complete battle damage report by tomorrow morning!"

"...Alright then."

Claire followed behind her, glancing back at the empty platform as she walked.

The image of those cat ears lingered in her mind, but she knew now was not the time to ask.

Sister Lan was obviously thinking about this too, but she didn't say it out loud.

The night at the space base slowly drew to a close amidst the flames and thick smoke.

The battle is over!

By the time Zhang Zhao's figure materialized inside the dormitory, the firelight outside had already weakened considerably.

The Baili Shouyue set and the Shadow set on his body had completely disappeared.