Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 93: A shot hit from three hundred meters away

The Steam Party suddenly started a war, which is very unreasonable.

According to reason, they should have given three days to retreat. The Steam Party should not have come to provoke Green Street during this time.

Moreover, with the support of the third branch of the Reyes family, as long as the Steam Party waits a few more days, the Cross Society will eventually withdraw from Green Street under the pressure of the higher-ups. Even if there is a conflict, it will be a small-scale one.

It is incomprehensible why they would create such a scene of a gang war when they could have easily taken over Green Street without much cost.

Kay looked at the number of enemies and cursed angrily, "Are these Steam Party guys crazy? Do they want the two gangs to fight to the death?"

Su'en looked at the sudden situation and suddenly thought of something. His expression became slightly strange as he muttered, "With such disregard for the consequences, could it be that the president of the Steam Party was assassinated, or... that Martin Young Master was taken out by someone?"

Besides this reason, he couldn't think of any other reason that would make the Steam Party so recklessly aggressive.

However, it doesn't matter what the reason for the Steam Party's war is. The enemy has already reached the doorstep, and the Cross Society has to face them.

........

The first shell exploded, blowing up the armored vehicle parked at the head of Green Street. The convoy rushed into the nearby blocks of Green Street like a torrent of steel.

Then the two sides engaged in a fierce gun battle, with gunshots ringing out and cannons exploding throughout the streets.

The Steam Party excelled in mechanical modifications and had a significant technological advantage with their cannons and armored vehicles.

Almost every motorcycle was equipped with individual artillery and heavy machine guns. These hundreds of motorcycle knights were like hundreds of mobile artillery platforms.

The Cross Society did not expect a large-scale gang war and was caught off guard. The frontal artillery battle did not last long, and the gang members were forced into the alleys between the buildings, starting a street battle.

Preliminary estimates showed that the number of people from the Steam Party was ten times that of the current Cross Society members in Green Street!

Moreover, the majority of the Steam Party members had mechanical prosthetics, which gave them a significant advantage in large-scale firefights. Even if they were hit by bullets, it wouldn't be as deadly as it would be for a flesh and blood body.

Furthermore, although mechanical prosthetics were not as agile as a human body, in terms of accuracy and stability in continuous shooting, they had a huge advantage over non-professionals.

.......

Kay and the others were waiting in front of a dilapidated building, right next to a narrow alley.

Large tanks couldn't enter here, so they relied on this alley to fight a defensive battle.

"Brothers, fight them! Hold on a little longer, reinforcements have already been sent from headquarters!"

"Wolf, use the rocket launcher to blow up the transport vehicle at the street corner!"

"Damn it, we need someone who can bandage wounds to treat Barty's injury!"

"..."

The sound of gunfire was dense like raindrops, and Captain Kay shouted hoarsely as he commanded the battle.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh"... The sound of bullets whizzing through the air rang in their ears, and the oppressive feeling of death made everyone feel like there was a heavy stone pressing on their chests. The cloud of death hung over each and every one of them.

Large-scale wars were not the time to show individual bravery. Even Kay, who had extremely strong close combat abilities, could only hide behind cover and shoot. If he rushed out now, he would immediately become the target of concentrated fire.

After all, the gang was not a regular army, and although they fought fiercely, they had many shortcomings.

For example, they didn't have medics.

Once injured, it was fatal for them.

The veterans had some experience and changed their cover positions while fighting, overall engaging in a back-and-forth with the enemy. The rookies were prone to making mistakes, and their nervousness caused them to make frequent errors...

Mistakes meant death.

In a short time, about forty to fifty people were reduced by more than ten due to death or serious injuries. And because they discovered resistance in this dilapidated building, more and more Steam Party members gathered at the entrance of the alley.

......

Su'en hid behind cover and occasionally took shots.

His expression remained calm throughout.

After all, ordinary gunmen didn't pose much of a threat to him.

Even if he didn't stick his head out to observe, Su'en's ability to "locate by sound" allowed him to easily determine the shooting positions of the enemies. Even if a rocket was launched at him, he could predict the trajectory and impact point in advance from the sound of the burning gunpowder, calmly avoiding the deadly range of the explosion.

Su'en's current combat power had already surpassed the majority of captain-level fighters. With his marksmanship, he could easily suppress the two or three dozen enemies at the alley entrance.

But he didn't do that.

Because it wouldn't solve the problem at all, and it would bring a real disaster to their Green Street team.

Once the enemy discovered that there was a "firearms expert" in this dilapidated building, captain-level professionals would immediately come to deal with them. If Su'en killed the captains, there would be cadre-level fighters coming... and the trouble would be endless.

With the enemy outnumbering them tenfold, Su'en couldn't possibly kill them all.

The best choice was to continue wearing them down and wait for the reinforcements from the Cross Society to arrive. At least when there were people to hold back the local second-tier professionals, he could unleash a counterattack.

For now, all he had to do was protect himself, occasionally take shots to eliminate a few more threatening enemies.

.......

The members of the Green Street team were constantly being pushed back from the entrance of the alley.And at this moment, Kay suddenly noticed that the sniper on the dilapidated rooftop behind them had gone silent. He turned around and realized that their sniper had been shot in the head by the enemy, with the body hanging halfway off the edge of the building.

"Damn it, our sniper has been taken out!"

"Captain, it seems like there are enemies approaching from behind!"

"..."

The enemies of the Steam Party dared not advance because the Cross Society had already occupied the high ground, suppressing them with sniper fire.

Now that they no longer had a sniper in a high position, the Steam Party outside the alley pushed forward with their powerful mechanical shields.

The situation became increasingly dangerous, and Su'en was considering how long they could hold on before they had to retreat.

But just then, he suddenly felt a pressure on his forehead, as if being pricked by a needle.

"Am I being targeted by a sniper?"

This was a warning from the "Malicious Perception" skill, indicating that someone was staring at him with hostile intent.

The feeling was faint, indicating that the enemy was far away.

But it was enough to make Su'en alert.

Without any hesitation, he rolled to the side, and almost at the same time, a bullet hit the spot where he had just been, leaving a bullet hole on the hard ground.

Su'en looked at the trajectory of the bullet and instantly identified the precise location of the sniper. Without hesitation, he pulled out his famous gun, "Razer," and aimed it towards the window of a small building over three hundred meters away at the eleven o'clock position to the left. He pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

In an instant, a special flash of light, like that of a lightning bolt, flashed from the muzzle of the Razer. The bullet was fired and accurately hit the window three hundred meters away. The sudden splatter of blood on the glass bed indicated that someone had indeed been hit behind the window.

Kay, who was beside him, watched as Su'en suddenly rolled and fired towards the flank of the enemy's position. His gaze instinctively followed the direction of the gun.

He had been puzzled as to why Su'en had aimed the gun at such a high angle, but with this glance, he saw the splatter of blood on the glass window.

"A sniper?"

Kay looked at Su'en, his eyes filled with astonishment as if he had witnessed something unimaginable.

Su'en was a "firearms expert," and Kay knew that.

He wasn't surprised that Su'en could kill an enemy sniper with one shot.

But to accurately kill a target three hundred meters away with a pistol? That was unbelievable!

Not to mention marksmanship, could your pistol even be used as a sniper rifle?

Kay, after all, was a professional and had much more experience than an ordinary gang member. He took a glance at the old and worn pistol in Su'en's hand and knew that this gun was definitely not ordinary.

He had thought that Su'en didn't bring his famous gun, "Three-Headed Ghost," because he was afraid of exposing himself, but it turned out that he had replaced it with something better?

Kay didn't say much. It wasn't the time for idle chatter.

Losing the high ground was very disadvantageous for them. Kay instantly thought of something and approached Su'en, asking, "Su'en, can you take two of our brothers and seize the high ground of the dilapidated building?"

This was a very dangerous mission.

Snipers were high-priority targets and once they opened fire, the enemy would immediately choose to eliminate the sniper position.

Kay and Su'en had a close bond, and if it weren't for the need of the position, he would have chosen to go himself.

But he didn't expect Su'en to agree without hesitation, nodding, "I can."

He felt that it suited him well.

There were too many people and distractions at the position, and he had many hidden cards that he couldn't reveal. Moreover, the position was a high-priority target for the enemy, and even with his super perception, he couldn't avoid being hit by stray bullets.

And if things really became unbearable... it would also affect his tactical retreat.

Su'en thought for a moment and added, "I can handle it alone."

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