Gao Yang's pistol contained fifteen bullets, one in the chamber, and fourteen in the magazine.

Now Gao Yang has emptied the bullets in his pistol.

Dare to shoot with a pistol against a group of the best people in the world, or a group of people wearing bulletproof vests, and kill them all. Don’t doubt that no one in the world dares to do this, and no one can do this except Gao Yang.

There are six billion people in this world, but there is always one person who is the number one in a certain skill.

Although this person will be replaced over time, in a certain period of time, only one person is in the first place among the six billion people.

Just like running athletes, swimming, or lifting weights, there is always the strongest person who comes out to set a record and keep it for later generations to break it. It's a very simple truth.

It is so easy to quantify shooting without running or swimming. It is easy to run and swim at a glance, so it is difficult to produce a person who can convince the whole world in this project.

But Gao Yang, at least one thing he can do is that everyone who fights against him will die, and he will live, even if six billion people around the world take turns to fight against him, he will definitely survive.

At this moment, if the conditions are limited, Gao Yang is really invincible.

However, Gao Yang, who had just completed a great cause, did not realize what he had done.

He didn't even know how many people he killed, or he wasn't thinking about what he was doing now.

He quickly and pleasingly looked at it and changed into a new pistol magazine. Gao Yang held the pistol and glanced back and forth for a while, and then he let out a long sigh after confirming that everyone in the hall was dead.

"Sorry, I seem to have done everything."

Although he was still very vigilant, Gao Yang couldn't help feeling tired all over. He felt tired when standing both sides, and his hands couldn't help but start to tremble, and he couldn't hold the gun steadily.

He took a step back and Gao Yang whispered: "Crow takes over, and, what did you say just now?"

Phoenix whispered: "Metal Storm."

Raphael said with no confidence: "This is... ending?"

Gao Yang looked outside and said, "There are thirty-seven corpses in total. Yes, I'm done."

Directional thunder was useless, and bombs were useless. Gao Yang relied on his own to change three guns, and he took care of all the work alone.

Phoenix has set up the gun, and Gao Yang can finally get out.

He shivered and inserted his pistol back into the holster. Gao Yang picked up the rifle leaning against the side. When he walked, he felt weak and almost tripped by a lightning pit.

He sat down against the wall, Gao Yang turned his face and sucked the straw, took a big sip of the person who had been careful and conservative, and then gasped and said, "I'm so tired, very tired."

The time was very short, and it should have lasted for less than a minute in total, but Gao Yang's whole body seemed to have sucked it clean, and he even felt it was difficult to speak, because Gao Yang had consumed all his energy.

The so-called full-body and mental investment is Gao Yang's state when he was shooting just now, and he didn't think about it at all, but his mental strength, spirit and physical strength reached the peak in an instant. His years of training and accumulated skills were reflected at this moment and exploded.

The instant explosion consumes all the energy and energy, so of course Gao Yang will be tired, and it is abnormal to not be tired. If he is not tired, then he will become Superman.

Sitting against the wall, Gao Yang took off his helmet, then he pulled off his hood, wiped the sweat that had just started to shed, and said very weakly: "Give me a cookie, I want something to eat."

Erin quickly took out a piece of chocolate, peeled it and handed it to Gao Yang.

Gao Yang took a bite and took a long breath. Then he remembered something, so he said to Phoenix again: "Crow, what did you say just now, the skunk interrupted me and still didn't hear it clearly."

“Metal Storm.”

"What's the meaning?"

"Machine Gunner, Gatlin, but I ended up thinking that Metal Storm is more suitable for you, it's the feeling you give me, it's not interesting."

Gao Yang smiled and said, "Oh."

What does machine gunner mean? There is no need to explain.

Gatlin is the name of a machine gun, but it does not refer to any model, but a general term for a machine gun, such as the 62mm m134 rapid-fire machine gun, and the 30mm caliber gau-8 rotating machine gun, all of which belong to the Gatlin type.

What is the biggest feature of the Gatling machine gun? Just one word, hurry up!

As for the metal storm, we need to explain it even more.

Metal Storm is the name of an air defense weapon developed in Australia. Strictly speaking, it is no longer a gun. I don’t say much about performance characteristics. In short, the biggest feature is the fast firing rate.

How fast is it? It fires 16,000 bullets in one second, and can fire millions of bullets per minute.

Of course, Gao Yang could not really be as fast as a machine gunner's shooting. Gatling and Metal Storm are incomparable, but they give people the feeling that it is Metal Storm.

After finishing the chocolate quickly, Gao Yang couldn't help but drink another sip of water, and then he slowly said: "I think the enemy will not attack in a short time. No matter whether it is the Virgin of Steel or not, no one can bear such a huge loss. Of course, this is just a speculation that the enemy may continue to play cards without reason, so he cannot relax his vigilance."

Grolev couldn't help but say, "Bring your helmet and sleep for a while. You look exhausted. We know how to do it."

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but when Gao Yang said that, he really felt sleepy and couldn't help but yawn.

"I'm too lazy to turn the bag with a piece of compressed cookies."

Lucika was quick this time. She took a piece of compressed biscuit, opened the packaging and lowered Gao Yang, and then whispered to Gao Yang: "Drink more water, I still have a lot of it here."

Gao Yang shook his head, but then nodded again. Then he slowly ate the compressed biscuits, sucked in small sips of water and finished a small piece of the compressed biscuits.

After eating, he drank some water. Gao Yang clapped his hands, slammed his helmet on his head, yawned again, and whispered: "You guys push it for a while, I'll sleep for a while, and call me up in half an hour."

He fell down the wall and went to the ground, Gao Yang held the gun and fell asleep in just a few seconds.

Hearing Gao Yang snore, Joseph finally couldn't help saying, "I'm a newcomer, I came late, so I want to know if he often does this?"

Grolev nodded, but Fry said proudly: "Of course, otherwise how did you think his name is from the God of Guns?"

Li Jinfang waved his hand and said, "It's not always so exaggerated, but today is within the normal range. It's impossible to fight against many people with one against one, but for him, well, you saw it."

Joseph was stunned for a while, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "As his bodyguard, it's really hard to find a sense of existence..."
Chapter completed!