Chapter 482 - 338 Victory
"Fire, take these guys down."
"Hahaha, feel the rage of Mama’s Boys."
"I’m Feifei from Philadelphia, remember my name."
Accompanied by reckless shouts and loud laughter, everyone ambushed with various weapons fired at the base commander and his two hundred-plus genetic warriors. Added to this was the activation of the base’s defense system, with a dense barrage of formidable firepower pouring in.
Such intense firepower coverage meant that even powerful genetic warriors could only scurry for cover, completely unable to counterattack.
"Ahh!"
In an instant, continuous screams rose and fell, blood splattered everywhere, and bodies lay torn apart. Just from the first wave of firepower, the enemy had already suffered heavy losses. The third-level genetic warriors had no chance of survival, only the fourth and fifth-level genetic warriors could barely escape the area covered by gunfire with their superior abilities.
Even so, the number of warriors who managed to escape was very few.
"I’m afraid of killing you, you trash from Philadelphia."
A blood-soaked fourth-level genetic warrior, wounded by a bullet and in a sorry state, holding a damaged war spear, charged out shouting. Veins popped on his face as he had obviously squeezed out his genetic potential. Before his genes collapsed, he tried to break through, creating a chance for his comrades to survive.
He could tell that these Philadelphia ruffians were weak, all first-level genetic warriors. If he got to them, it would be a massacre.