I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

A golden flame ignited, and first a handsome young man walked out from inside. His face was pale and he looked very uncomfortable.

Then the flames were suddenly expanded, and a mighty and strong man walked out from inside. He was wearing a white light short sleeve and his hair was shaved. He looked like a monk, but what was strange was that he was carrying a huge monster on his shoulders. Objects covered by cloth.

"Holy Monk, we should be here."

The young man laughed at the thick and strong man next to him.

But suddenly a canine growl interrupted their conversation.

"..."

They saw a white-bearded grandfather wearing a black coat, holding a ferocious dog, and carrying a cello box in front of them.

The old man had a long white beard, which was so long that it had to be tied up in the middle, and behind his head was a long flowing silver-white hair that hung down to his waist.

What an immortal grandpa.

The boy's first feeling when he saw the old man was that Dumbledore was reborn.

Just don't think too much about it.

The old man glanced coldly at the young man, and finally nailed it to the thick and strong man like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

"Sure enough, you thieves, you are the one who cheated the books from the library."

The old man said with a gloomy face.

The young man was stunned. What the old man said was in perfect English, and he could understand it.

Suddenly, the ferocious watchdog broke free from the chain and rushed towards the boy and the big man.

boom!

Fast, too fast!

The watchdog's body broke through something in an instant, like a gust of wind blowing towards the face, and in its terrifying eyes, it seemed to reflect the image of the tragic death of the person in front of it.

boom!

The burly man took a step faster, he raised his leg slightly, and he appeared in front of the ferocious dog, and he punched fiercely, hitting the ferocious dog's face.

There was a crackling sound.

The vicious dog flew away.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the old man's eyes were burning with anger.

"You are those tantric monks from Xizhang (Tibet)! Hehe, I knew, those scumbags wouldn't let it go! Go to hell, you stupid thieves!"

The old man roared angrily, flipped his left hand, and with a touch, the cello case was opened.

A dark and terrifying existence was held in the hands of the old man, and six dark gun barrels were aimed at the group of people. In an instant, nearly 6000 rounds of terrifying bullets poured out at them.

M134 machine gun, a 20-tube aviation machine gun based on the "Vulcan" 6mm cannon developed by General Electric Company of the United States during the Vietnam War, but as long as you are strong enough, you can also hold it and shoot!

Author's message:

PS1, sure enough, university professors want this

Chapter 170

Boom boom boom!

OK!Just be beaten to pieces like this!It's the perfect way to die for you shameless thieves!

The firelight shone on Professor Cass' face, and also reflected the excited smile on the corner of his mouth.

There are two layers in the cello box on the ground, one is the body of the machine gun, and the other is the ammunition box.

Now the ammunition box on the ground is frantically feeding ammunition into the machine gun, and then pouring out.

In an instant, the flames from the machine gun engulfed the scene in front of us. The thick tree trunks in the forest were riddled with holes, and the bullet marks were as thick as the mouth of a bowl. Rise up withered leaves and ashes.

The smell of gunpowder permeates.

In Professor Cass' hands is an M134 rapid-fire machine gun called the Terminator.

With 7.62mm ammunition, the maximum rate of fire is as high as 6000 rounds per minute, and any non-heavy armored object within 100 meters will be smashed to pieces. M134 deserves to be called the terminator.

However, the M134 held by Professor Cass is completely different from other ordinary M134 machine guns. On the inside of the six pitch-black barrels and the outside of the gun body, complex and magical patterns are engraved.

This pattern makes the gun body stronger than its own material. At the same time, the barrel of the machine gun will not overheat and wear even if it fires bullets for a long time, so there is no need to worry about replacing the barrel.

There are also mysterious patterns inside the ammunition box, but the function is not the same. The pattern of the ammunition box can expand the internal space. Although the exterior does not look large, the interior space is larger than human imagination.

Unfortunately, this pattern does not save weight.

Therefore, considering the placement of the cello box and its own physical strength, Professor Cass only loaded 250 rounds of bullets in it, and the weight was about [-]-[-] kilograms.

The monk immediately reacted, stepped forward and walked directly in front of another boy, turning his back to Professor Cass.

These powerful bullets hit the monk's back, and there was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and then the flames scattered.

Even ordinary vehicles will be shot through under this kind of firepower. This crackling sound is like a bullet being directly defended by armor, and it looks like a heavy tank.

"I see. Is it true that the monks in Xizhang (Tibet) are not afraid of firearms?"

Professor Cass narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was not surprised to see that the oriental priest was unscathed.

These stupid guys who believe in God always have various strange means to avoid being hurt by guns and other weapons. Professor Cass is no longer surprised by this.

However, if it is just to strengthen the body, it is far from enough!

Professor Cass sneered in his heart.

The gun body has been modified, and the bullets used will not be ordinary bullets.

In order to prevent the situation where the opponent's body is so strong that the gun can't penetrate it, Professor Cass specially coated the bullet with toxin.

The surface of the bullet's bullet is coated with a miraculous toxin, as long as the slightest bit of this toxin is inhaled, it can completely paralyze the brain nerves in a short period of time, thus making the opponent fall into a coma and sleep.

In the face of this terrible toxin, even things called monsters can only drink their hatred on the spot.

Moreover, this toxin has a characteristic. When it encounters high temperature, it will not fail, but will quickly volatilize into the air, making the surrounding environment into a poisonous fog environment where no one dares to enter.

Moreover, this toxin will not harm Professor Cass himself, because he has already developed resistance to it and can ignore the harm of this toxin.

Originally, Professor Cass had some more poisonous drugs, which could easily kill those monsters.

But when this poison spreads, it is easy to accidentally injure people around. Professor Cass can't guarantee that there are no other people around, so the more dangerous lethal poison can't be used naturally.

Therefore, even if you can't break through the defense, as long as you keep shooting, the faster the toxin will spread and the stronger the effect of the toxin, the monk will not be able to hold on.

Under this kind of heavy firepower, the strength of the ammunition can also suppress the opponent's actions, and according to what he knows, this kind of strengthening is generally not indefinite.

So, according to his idea, Professor Cass used the terrifying machine gun to shoot non-stop.

Suddenly, something else happened.

In the smoke, the tantric monk had his hands hanging by his sides. There was no bullet marks on his body, but his clothes were completely torn, and he was completely naked with his back to Professor Cass.

He was still resisting the huge object on his shoulders, and as the machine guns fired, the gray cloth covering the outside was torn, revealing a humanoid thing.

Immediately afterwards, the monk suddenly threw the huge object on his shoulders to the ground with a bang.

"What's that? What does he want to do?"

Professor Cass frowned and thought.

He hesitated for a moment, not knowing what the monk wanted to do, so he fired more violently.

Soon, the monk moved away, revealing what was behind him.

Behind him, the huge thing appeared its true face, it was a tall golden armor.

The armor is quite ancient and very thick, with complex and beautiful patterns carved on the golden armor shell.

A pattern you haven't seen before?

Professor Cass frowned, he could swear he had never seen such a pattern before.

While Professor Cass was thinking, suddenly the deep eyes of the armor helmet lit up with red light.

"Who the hell are you, old guy? When you suddenly appear, you'll be shot!!!"

A majestic voice full of irritation came from within that mighty armor.

Wait, this guy doesn't seem to be speaking English.

But why can I understand?

Professor Cass thought suspiciously.

……

……

Inside the Mahler Type 01 power armor.

"Fortunately, he was almost killed by a machine gun."

Gallo breathed a sigh of relief.

From the appearance of the white-bearded "Dumbledore" in a fairy-like manner, to the big dog pounced like crazy, to opening the cello case, shooting with a pitch-black six-barreled machine gun like a terrorist, there were no more than three seconds.

too fast!It was so fast that Jia Luo couldn't bear it!

The movements of the white beard "Dumbledore" are like clouds and flowing water, not jerky at all, as if a skill honed over thousands of years.

And most importantly, Jia Luo didn't expect that the cultured-looking old man on the opposite side would carry a Gatling gun out of the cello case.

If the holy monk hadn't reacted so quickly and turned his back to block Jia Luo, Jia Luo might have knelt on the spot.

This is really a disaster from heaven!

Chapter 170 The Despicable Professor

Under the circumstances at that time, taking advantage of the firepower being blocked by the holy monk, Jia Luo quickly signaled the holy monk to put the Mahler 01 armor in front of him, and then immediately got in.

As soon as he entered this "coffin", Jia Luo relaxed. There is nothing in this world that is more reassuring than hiding in a "coffin" that can face a nuclear bomb.