At the same time, Genava also raised his arm and aimed at a window in another building.
There was also a figure there. He seemed to want to break the glass and jump down to attack Shang Jianyao and Genava.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Shang Jianyao and Genava fired at the same time. This time, in order to prevent relatively strong electromagnetic interference, they didn’t insist on precision and directly covered the area with firepower.
Amidst gunshots, the glass windows shattered. Bullet holes appeared in the walls and cemented ground on the side of the alley.
The two figures were also penetrated by the bullets, but ripples ebbed out from the penetration; they didn’t suffer any damage.
“Illusion?” Genava calmly stopped firing and raised a possibility.
The two figures did their own things.
One pounced to a corner of the alley and nibbled at the darkness as if there was delicious prey there.
The other passed through the window and landed on the street. He swayed a few times and ‘died’ on the spot.
Shang Jianyao gave a terse acknowledgment. “Illusions similar to those of Flora and Barnard?”
“But this doesn’t come from the overlapping of the New World. It’s more like some scenes after Ceningmis suffered the disaster.” Genava quickly analyzed the situation. “This was recorded by the chaotic electromagnetic environment?”
Shang Jianyao was delighted when he heard that. “This means that we’re in the right direction! We’re much closer to the root cause of the problem!”
He meant that they hadn’t encountered such a situation prior but did so now because only such situations happened in the disaster’s core area.
“Probably,” Genava replied impartially.
Shang Jianyao waved his right hand that was holding the Berserker assault rifle. “Let’s continue deeper then!”
At the intersection of the western mountains at the edge of Ceningmis.
Jiang Baimian and the others let the jeep park deeper into the forest to prevent it from being discovered by the Eighth Research Institute’s ‘patrollers.’
“We can’t contact Hey and the others anymore.” Jiang Baimian-who was wearing a military exoskeleton-stopped her attempts. “The electromagnetic environment there worsens the deeper they go?”
Bai Chen nodded and said worriedly, “The deeper they go, the higher the chances of them encountering personnel from the Eighth Research Institute. They won’t let anyone investigate what happened in Ceningmiss back then.”
“They can totally do what they did in Tai City and use long-range missiles to bury the city…” Jiang Baimian was perplexed.
“Maybe there’s no way to investigate the problem deep in Ceningmis. The Eighth Research Institute only wants to prevent the problem from spreading, and this can’t be resolved by bombardment,” guessed Long Yuehong
Jiang Baimian tersely acknowledged it. “I only hope Hey and Old Ge don’t encounter personnel from the Eighth Research Institute. We’ll talk about it when we make preparations in the future.”
“That’s right, that’s right,” Long Yuehong quickly echoed.
At this moment, Bai Chen pursed her lips and asked, “Team Leader, don’t you find our surroundings too quiet?”
Upon hearing Bai Chen’s question, Long Yuehong realized that the wind in the forest they were in seemed to have stopped.
It wasn’t like that just now.