Anime Crossover: Post-Apocalyptic Survival, My Stand is the World

At the same time he acted, Yukino Yukinoshita, Utaha Kasumigaoka, and Mai Sakurajima also moved.

Although their movements weren't as inhuman as Su Chen's, they were filled with an absolute tacit understanding honed through countless life-or-death simulations.

"cover me!"

Yukino Yukinoshita was the first to issue the order to remain calm.

She pounced like a lithe cheetah, its body low to the ground and its muscles bulging, towards the central air conditioning unit in the center of the rooftop, the only sturdy shelter it could provide.

Her movements were precisely calculated in terms of the lead of the ballistic trajectory, taking the shortest route and exposing herself to the least amount of firepower.

And the moment she lunged out.

"The wind is tight, pull!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha uttered witty remarks that were difficult to understand, yet her actions were extremely ruthless.

She pulled a specially made, high-tech flashbang grenade from one of the pockets of her office lady uniform, without even looking at it, and instinctively threw it hard towards the three o'clock position where the firepower was most concentrated.

boom--

A blinding white light and a deafening roar that could shatter eardrums erupted instantly.

Although this did not cause any substantial damage to the three avatars of the Madman, who were merely aggregates of energy, the intense sound and light stimulation successfully caused their attack rhythm to stagnate for a mere 0.3 seconds, almost imperceptibly.

For Yukino, that was enough.

Mai Sakurajima, who always followed at the very back and seemed the most delicate, displayed an unexpectedly keen sense of the battlefield.

Almost the instant the gunfire rang out, she rolled to the ground, using a perfectly executed tactical evasive maneuver, and took cover in a relatively safe blind spot made of concrete pipes.

Without pausing for a moment, she immediately raised her military binoculars, bringing to the fullest extent her terrifying dynamic vision—honed through countless trials as a national idol, capable of instantly locking onto her fans' light sticks among tens of thousands of audience members at a concert—and her powerful observation skills regarding the scene.

At that moment, her brain transformed into a high-speed intelligence analyzer, providing the entire team with the most accurate and deadly intelligence support.

"At the eleven o'clock position, there are three units. Their flintlock rifles have a 0.5-second delay when reloading, so they can launch an assault!"

"The firepower is strongest at three o'clock. Pay attention to that clone over there; her left eye has a faint golden glow, suggesting she's an elite unit at the 'squad leader' level!"

"Watch your heads. That damned entity is still leisurely watching from above."

……

command.

cover.

intelligence.

Yukinoshita Yukino.

Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Mai Sakurajima.

Just a few days ago, these three girls were ordinary high school students from different backgrounds living in a peaceful world.

At this moment, they resembled three top-tier special forces soldiers who had worked together for decades.

Miraculously, they managed to hold their ground amidst a hail of bullets that would have crippled any regular army.

……

midair.

Kurumi Tokisaki looked at the three girls on the rooftop who, though somewhat disheveled, always managed to escape danger through teamwork at the most perilous moments.

The playful smile in her beautiful, wine-red right eye faded slightly, replaced by a look of surprise.

Su Chen, on the other hand, is like a highly efficient assassin, lurking in the shadows of the battlefield.

Using the frontal fire drawn by the girls, he weaved through the gaps in the hail of bullets, like a true ghost, silently circling behind the fire support squad composed of five madmen clones located at the eleven o'clock position.

Goodnight, ladies.

He announced softly, his voice drowned out by the deafening gunfire.

Then, the world silently descended.

dong dong dong dong!

The 283 heavy, solid punches, almost in a continuous line, sounded like the tolling of a death knell.

Those five fearless, madmen clones didn't even have time to turn around before their bodies were instantly blasted into countless black specks of light by that invisible fist containing terrifying power.

"Good job!"

Mai Sakurajima's voice, brimming with surprise, came through the communicator; her voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"The threat at 11 o'clock is cleared! Su Chen, your next target at 7 o'clock is 15 meters away. Their attention has been drawn to Shi Yu!"

"receive."

Yukino Yukinoshita responded calmly, peeking half her body out from behind cover and firing her pistol precisely to suppress the firepower on the other side.

"Poetry Feather, smoke bomb, create a blind spot."

"clear."

Kasumigaoka Utaha threw another smoke bomb, and thick, gray-black smoke quickly spread, creating the perfect opportunity for Su Chen's next assassination attempt.

……

They actually fought back.

And it was a success.

They actually managed to withstand his first wave of attacks, which was like a net covering the sky, with just four human bodies.

This scene.

Kurumi, who had been watching the show from mid-air, slowly disappeared from her elegant, joyful smile.

Chapter 120 The Saint's Blade

The battle had reached a strange stalemate.

The rooftop has become an isolated island surrounded by a barrage of death, on the verge of collapse at any moment.

The sharp whistling of lead bullets cutting through the air, along with the sparks and debris flying up as they struck the concrete bunkers, together composed a dystopian symphony.

However, within this rhapsody, four figures played a symphony of humanity's counterattack.

With the help of Su Chen, the overpowered assassin, the three queens—Yukino, Utaha, and Mai—were like a newly broken-in, gleaming, and highly sophisticated war machine, unleashing astonishing combat effectiveness.

Yukino is the calm battlefield brain of this machine. Using the heavy central air conditioning unit as core cover, each time she leans out and fires with her pistol, she precisely suppresses a firing point that is about to threaten Su Chen's stealth route, forcing the three madmen to constantly change positions, thus exposing new blind spots.

Her every breath was in sync with the rhythm of the battlefield, so calm that it was as if she were not fighting a life-or-death battle, but solving a complex math problem.

Shiyu is a cunning tactical trickster; it seems like she really does carry a four-dimensional gadget library in her pocket.

Flashbangs, smoke grenades, and even stun grenades that emit a piercing high-frequency noise are emerging one after another.

She would even precisely throw specially made blank flares, mixed with a large amount of aluminum foil, into the area where the clones were most concentrated. The metal cloud that exploded instantly could only briefly affect the invisible mental link between the clones, but for a top assassin like Su Chen, that momentary loss of connection was the most fatal opportunity.

Mai, on the other hand, is like an eagle eye suspended high in the sky. With her extraordinary dynamic vision and battle-hardened intuition, she has a complete view of the real-time movements of the entire battlefield.

Her intelligence reports were no longer simple location reports, but precise down to every detail: "11 o'clock, target number three, her gun is angled downwards, preparing to attack below Yukino's cover, warn her to take cover. Target number five is providing cover for her, Su Chen, that's your chance."

Every instruction she issued was concise, clear, and to the heart of the battle.

They would sometimes launch feint attacks from the front, using precise crossfire to draw the attention of a large number of clones, creating a perfect shadow passage for Su Chen's stealth.

Occasionally, they would harass from the flanks, using precise projectiles to disrupt the enemy's reloading rhythm, causing the seemingly endless barrage to freeze for a moment.

Sometimes, after Su Chen succeeded, he would seize the moment when the enemy formation showed a gap, concentrate his firepower, and use Yukino's pinpoint shots as the core to kill those lone elite units who were momentarily confused because their comrades had disappeared.

They actually, miraculously, managed to do it with just four people.

They withstood the saturation attack of the "King's Army," composed of hundreds of Berserker clones.

They even went back and forth, and despite being at a complete disadvantage, they fought a special operation that can be described as textbook-level.

……

midair.

Kurumi Tokisaki looked down at the battlefield on the rooftop, shrouded in smoke, flashes of light, and haze.

She looked at the girls who, despite being drenched in sweat, looking disheveled, and even having minor scratches from shrapnel, still had high fighting spirit and eyes as bright as burning stars.

'Really…'

'A bunch of snacks as tenacious as cockroaches!'

'I only intended to enjoy the appetizer, the desperate struggle, but it turned out to be quite chewy. Their teamwork was practically flawless.'

'But that's all.'

She was tired of this cat-and-mouse foreplay.

She decided to take matters into her own hands.

She would use absolute power to end this farce that, in her eyes, had begun to become somewhat boring.

however--

At the very instant that thought arose in her mind.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to activate a more powerful time-manipulation ability that could cover the entire rooftop.

A chilling killing intent, extremely faint and almost imperceptible to her vast spiritual sense that covered the entire Shinjuku district.

Without warning, it appeared behind her like a venomous snake that had been lurking in the snow for three days and three nights before finally revealing its deadly fangs.

"!"

Kurumi's pupils contracted to their maximum size in that instant.

She turned around abruptly, her movement so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the air, a blend of her gothic skirt and her own silhouette.

That thing that she and all her clones had completely ignored from the very beginning of the battle…

That ordinary, unremarkable girl with brown bob haircut, like a roadside stone.

Kato Megumi.

I don’t know when.

She had become like a true ghost, using the chaotic light and shadow and deafening explosions of the main battlefield as her best cover, step by step traversing the blockade zone of deathly bullets that could tear steel to shreds.

It appeared silently behind her, like a phantom blending into the background.

The distance was less than half a meter.

Her face remained expressionless and calm.

It was as if what she was about to do was not to assassinate a god-like demon king who reigned over this apocalyptic world.

It's just an ordinary, mundane daily task, like taking out the trash.

But in her brown eyes, which had always been calm and still.

At this moment, however, burns an unprecedented heat, a heat called "… determination," a flame powerful enough to ignite even the soul.

In her hand, she held a uniquely shaped, futuristic silver dagger.

The blade emitted a faint, visible blue halo due to the ultra-high frequency particle vibrations, and the halo even caused a slight distortion in the surrounding air.

That was the strongest anti-monster weapon that Alice Nakiri, the mad scientist, created for the team under Su Chen's theoretical guidance, by betting all her wisdom and computing power.

[High-frequency particle vibration dagger].

In theory, it is sufficient to cut through any conceptual defense made of energy or matter.

……

All of this is a long story, but it all happened in the blink of an eye.

This is Su Chen's real plan.

This is the real killer move that their queen-like team had prepared from the very beginning.

With Yukino, Utaha, and Mai—these three most dazzling and prominent queens—they draw all the enemy's attention on the front lines.

They were like the most glamorous actors on a stage, putting on a tragic yet captivating "defense of the city" with their lives.