From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

"Click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click click"

As the machine gun fired the bullet chain, there was no longer any standing creature in front of the muscular D and other personnel. The "Doberman" and the besieged D and other personnel were all torn apart and paralyzed on the ground, inactive.

"Fakeye! It feels so fucking good!"

Killing his compatriots did not bring any sense of guilt to this muscular man, and it even made him crazily vent the negative emotions he had been imprisoned for a long time, showing joy and relief on his face.

The D and others who came to this street together showed no pity or sadness. After all, their hands were already covered in blood before they were arrested and imprisoned.

But what surprised them was that the "Dobermans" that had been blown into two pieces by the machine gun bombs were still twitching, opening and closing their mouths "ouch...oo..." and trying to continue attacking. They didn't know why they were in pain or death. things.

Personnel D and others stepped forward and took a closer look. They found that the pupils of these dogs were covered with blood, and their fangs were sharp and muscular. However, other than these subtle differences, they looked like they were much larger. Just a Doberman pinscher.

"Uh...uh..."

At this moment, the corpse of Personnel D, whose left arm and half of the shoulder were blown off by the .30cal caliber bullet, actually began to let out some kind of empty-belly wail, struggling to turn over.

Then not just that one, but all the dead corpses with intact heads swayed their bodies and "lived".

Tap!

However, the muscular man who had replaced the bullet bag for the machine gun did not care about the situation of resurrection from the dead. He quickly ran to the corpse nearest to him, raised his right leg backwards, and then violently The kicking action brought the instep of his right foot into "close contact" with the back of the corpse's head.

Bang!

Click!

With a muffled sound and a heart-wrenching sound of fractures, the body that was about to be "resurrected" was kicked in the neck.

"Pooh!"

Moreover, the muscular man spat at the completely dead corpse and cursed: "Damn it, don't scare me. I don't know if I've seen horror movies? I still know zombies, damn!"

"Ha!" Another D-level personnel echoed with a smile: "Did Atlas underestimate us too much and arrange some mutant dogs to test us?"

"Correction, we were used to test mutant dogs, but we didn't expect them to be so bad!"

"Hahaha! It feels better than anything else to make Atlas suffer!"

Laughs rippled down the street. Judging from the confident expressions of these D-level personnel, they seemed to have decided to eat and drink after-dinner desserts and afternoon tea.

"Boom, boom!"

However, the laughter did not last long and was interrupted by an obvious rhythmic "vibration".

? !

Such a big movement made D and other personnel stop being rampant and immediately began to look for the best bunkers they thought were possible, such as abandoned vehicles or shops that could be accessed inside, and pointed their guns at the source of the earthquake.

After waiting for a few seconds, the "tremor" stopped instantly, and the street fell into an eerie silence.

Da da…

Help!

Uh!

But the gunshots, shouts and screams of pain coming from other streets were particularly clear.

"Hey!" Perhaps to embolden themselves, personnel such as D hiding in the store shouted to the people outside: "What did you see?"

"False alarm! There's nothing wrong with it."

The muscular man who placed the machine gun on the hood of the abandoned vehicle still didn't care.

"call…"

Seeing that the other party was not panicking at all, the person hiding in the store breathed a sigh of relief. The fear just now was just a deception... right?

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, the violent noise of violent "demolition" came from behind, causing the already uneasy D-class personnel to stumble and fall to the ground.

Without any time to think, he hurriedly crawled towards the CARB rifle that had fallen aside. For him at this moment, nothing could give him a greater sense of security than that gun.

Before he could crawl out far, a giant hand completely enveloped his head, and then...

puff!

The sound of "juice exploding" resounded in the store.

outside the store.

? !

"Damn it! You dare to play dirty?" The muscular man reacted first, roaring, turning the muzzle of the gun and pulling the trigger.

Ta-ta-ta! !

Gunfire rang out.

"go to hell!"

"Hahaha!"

Every D and other personnel never considered whether there would be any drawbacks to such a concentrated fire attack. They just wanted to quickly get rid of the guy who was "pretending to be a ghost."

Soon, all the D-level personnel standing on the street had empty magazines or bullet chains.

Looking further into the store, the shelves inside were twisted, the product models were smashed to pieces, and it was a mess. The emergency lighting with poor contact was dancing with sparks, turning on and off, making the whole scene look even more dilapidated.

"Eh ha!"

"Cool!!"

All the D and other personnel cheered for the "masterpiece" they created, but no one noticed that the most urgent task at this time was to replace ammunition, because no one could provide fire cover at all.

Before being imprisoned, these "cruel guys" were at most gang members who shot and killed, and their military literacy was almost zero. As a result, they are now in the weakest and most "helpless" state.

They didn't realize it, but the "people" who were attacked by concentrated fire were waiting for this gap.

"Boom!!"

As another round of violent "demolitions" begins, a "giant" rampages, destroys shops and sweeps through the streets like a wind.

!

This time, I finally saw the guy who was playing tricks.

He was a giant wearing a leather "black windbreaker" with gray skin, but he was nearly 4.2 or 4.3 meters tall.

And the giant didn't give any reaction time, ran to the muscular man, and swung his right fist.

Bang!

The whole body was crushed by the giant's right fist, and blood, fragments and bones couldn't stop splashing around.

Pah!

A D-level personnel closest to the "crime scene" instinctively blinked because of a few drops of blood on his cheek. His expression changed from stunned at the beginning to terrified, and his whole body couldn't stop shaking.

After the giant turned around and looked down at him with his red pupilless eyes...

"Ah... Don't kill me! Ah!!"

The D-level personnel's mind completely collapsed. Just as he was about to run away, the giant had already swung out his left hand, letting the back of his hand slap him on the face.

Bang!

As his head exploded, the limp body of the D-level personnel also flew several meters away, and finally hit the wall, exploding into a bloody mist.

"What... is this thing?!"

"Kill it! Kill!"

"Help! Help! Don't... Ah!"

Witnessing such a brutal and bloody scene, the D-level personnel, who were originally scum and bastards, felt for the first time the despair, helplessness and fear that the victims they brutally killed had experienced.

But the giant would not stop "his" attack.

In the transition chapters, new characters will be introduced, and the arrival of Atlas will also be shown, which will change the world and "display" Atlas's weapons.

If it is put on the shelves, the author will try to write 10,000 words a day, but the author's typing speed is very slow. The main thing is that in each chapter, I will deliberately avoid repeating the same words to give you the best reading experience.

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