Chapter 38 - Thirty-Four: Escape by the Skin of One’s Teeth
In Malin’s vision, the forest on both sides of the road became flooded with units engulfed in purple. These four-legged, ghostly creatures moved rapidly, with several already close to the main road.
Leonidas was still turning the cart while Richard, running alongside, was using his firearm to shoot at those spectral beings, but to Malin, the kid’s chances of hitting them seemed lower than hitting the planet they were standing on.
Lager pulled the third flare, threw it into the middle of the road, then reached out and hoisted Jon onto his back, running toward the cart, "Move it! Damn it! Leon, where are you going!"
"Malin is still behind!" Leon ran towards Malin, then he saw Malin draw his revolver from his waist.
What use is that toy gun... While thinking this, Leon saw a pure white burst of gunfire from the muzzle of Malin’s revolver.
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Malin opened fire on the targets that had surged up onto the roadbed; by this time, he had a clear view of what the hellish creatures were—a skinless, humanoid lifeform galloping on all fours.
Malin remembered clearly that the initial velocity of the bullets in his revolver was around 360 meters per second. So, the moment the gun sounded, the target in Malin’s eyes was hit—the bullet entered through the left eye of the humanoid creature and blew the back of its skull off, then the different kind burst into flames.