The bullets rained down on the mechanical arm, and its durability rapidly decreased. A stray bullet struck Han Xiao's shoulder, costing him 16 health points. He felt a slight pain but didn't pay it much mind. His endurance was high, and his muscles were tough. The bullet lodged in his flesh, unable to penetrate further. A streak of blood bloomed on his clothes.

The mechanical arm slammed into a thug's chest, and with a dull thud, the chest cavity caved in. He was dead as could be. Han Xiao grabbed another thug as a meat shield. At this moment, the four thugs behind Li Mao finally stood up and opened fire, riddling the meat shield with bullets.

Han Xiao tensed his back muscles, and a massive force exploded, snapping the bolt lock. With a crack, the door spun off its hinges, and screws clattered to the ground like leaping metal sprites. Han Xiao turned and ran.

"Chase him!"

Li Mao roared. Footsteps echoed throughout the junkyard as dozens of thugs patrolling other areas rushed toward the sound of gunfire.

Kloo Junkyard was Li Mao's base of operations, teeming with enemies, making every step difficult. Han Xiao encountered a wave of reinforcements and, at the cost of another 20 points of durability on his power arm, violently hammered them to death, seizing a handgun.

Equipped with a ranged attack, Han Xiao immediately reversed his close-quarters disadvantage. He held the handgun in his right hand, ready to fire at any moment, and his left-hand power arm supported the gun's grip to aid in aiming. Crouching low, his movements were standard tactical maneuvers, allowing him to react quickly.

With [Basic Shooting] and [Precise Shooting] modifying his accuracy, he wouldn't need more than two shots to kill an enemy he encountered. Han Xiao's reactions were lightning fast, always faster than the thugs. One shot to the body would interrupt their attack, then he'd immediately raise the muzzle slightly and land a headshot. The interval was less than 0.5 seconds, accurate and swift, with no shots missed. If surrounded by multiple enemies, Han Xiao rolled and dodged fluidly, counterattacking and killing enemies between movements. The only thing limiting Han Xiao was ammunition. After each wave of enemies he killed, he would search the bodies to replenish his magazine, sustaining the battle with spoils of war. His path was littered with corpses, the bloodstains shocking.

Li Mao was horrified. One man had easily killed more than twenty of his men!

But there were simply too many thugs, swarming from all directions, gradually forming an encirclement, and their firepower suppressed him, making it difficult to even poke his head out.

Han Xiao hid behind the shell of a wrecked car. Dozens of gun muzzles flashed in the night, and the dense sound of bullets striking the cover drowned out even his own panting. He could only occasionally return fire.

"It's a good thing this is my territory. No matter how good he is, he's just one man. He'll be caught sooner or later."

Li Mao was determined. Once he caught Han Xiao, he would make him regret ever being born.

Just as he thought this, something unexpected happened.

Da-da-da—The rapid sound of submachine guns rang out, like a torrential storm, sweeping across the battlefield with a murderous aura, cutting down a large swath of thugs like harvesting wheat. Screams of agony rose and fell.

The Hornet Squad charged into the battlefield under cover of night, each member armed with a submachine gun. Running, dodging, advancing, and retreating with precision, their agile movements showed their rich battlefield experience. Li Mao's men couldn't even organize a decent counterattack before being scattered and fleeing in all directions.

"Where did these mercenaries come from?!"

Li Mao was shocked. He thought the mercenaries were here to kill him, perhaps coveting his territory, or maybe it was a vendetta…

Just as he was lost in thought, the next development left him dumbfounded. The menacing mercenaries suddenly turned and attacked Han Xiao on the other side, not even glancing at him.

These bloodthirsty mercenaries, their target was actually Han Xiao?!

Li Mao's eyes widened like copper bells.

Those who mingled in the gray areas of society understood a principle: you could judge a person's level by the enemies they made. These mercenaries were willing to take risks in West Capital City, so the reward from the backer must be equal to their risk. From this, he could judge that Han Xiao was definitely not a simple character!

Li Mao remembered what Han Xiao had said.

"You can try turning on your computer, accessing the dark web, and looking for the latest bounties."

Could it be that what Han Xiao said was true?

Just what was his background?!

…

"The sound of submachine guns."

Han Xiao's ears twitched. The mission target had finally appeared. Using the muzzle flashes, he determined the Hornet Squad's position.

"Three hundred meters to the west, six people, six submachine guns." Han Xiao quickly calculated. The enemy's firepower was fierce. He would definitely suffer if he confronted them head-on.

"Luckily, I was prepared and brought the Ranger Generation I." Han Xiao secretly rejoiced, pulling a remote control with a screen from his pocket. This was the Ranger Generation I remote he had personally built. The Ranger Generation I's chip was a common one he had bought on the market. It was idiot-proof; he only needed to input a simple program to create a remote control.

He turned on the power, and a chaotic buzzing current sounded for two seconds. The robot's eye imaging device connected to the remote control, and what it saw was displayed on the screen. At this time, the screen showed a "Beyond Remote Range" warning. The previous battle had taken Han Xiao beyond the 50-meter control range.

Han Xiao decisively got up, using the darkness to run back the way he came. The Hornet Squad's submachine guns immediately swept over.

He moved erratically, using the junkyard's ubiquitous obstacles and large pieces of junk as cover, weaving through the hail of bullets.

"Damn it, there's too much cover here!" the Hornet Squad's long-haired man cursed, expertly changing a magazine. "He runs faster than a rabbit."

Originally, the Hornet Squad planned to assassinate Han Xiao, but Han Xiao had started fighting with Li Mao first. They thought that they could use the gang fight to mask their purpose, so they acted decisively.

"He's already running away, hurry up and go settle him!"

Kelly shouted.

After the earlier sweep, Li Mao's men were demoralized and scurrying away with their heads in their hands. No one interfered with their actions. Seeing Han Xiao fleeing in a sorry state, the Hornet Squad was even more fearless and became aggressive.

While running, Han Xiao ducked his head as a strand of hair was cut by a stray bullet, dancing in the air with the wind created by his running. He slid on his heels, crossed two car shell obstacles, and hid behind cover.

The rest stop was not far away. The remote control in his hand finally showed that he had entered the control range, and the screen connected successfully.

"Activate!"

In the midst of the wreckage of the rest stop, the dust cloth on the handcart suddenly twitched, and two red lights lit up!

The eyes of the Ranger!

The engine started buzzing, and the treads began to turn. Han Xiao controlled the Ranger Generation I, driving it out of the rest stop.

At this time, the Hornet Squad was not far from him. The Ranger Generation I's armor might not be able to withstand the concentrated fire of six submachine guns. A head-on confrontation would be too risky. His advantage lay in surprise. No one would guess that he had robotic backup. A sudden attack was the best choice.

Han Xiao looked around and his eyes lit up. He had found a suitable ambush location.

In the distance, two car shells formed an angle, creating a blind spot, located right on the Hornet Squad's path. Han Xiao controlled the Ranger Generation I to hide in the angle, holding his breath and waiting for the best moment.

The junkyard environment was noisy, and the sound of gunfire was constant. The Ranger Generation I's engine noise was masked by the clamor, hardly attracting attention. Only Kelly sensed something ominous. It was an intuition he had developed from repeatedly walking between life and death. He paused and said, "I feel like something's not right."

"What did you find?" the long-haired man asked.

"That's the problem. I didn't find anything."

"Nothing will go wrong. The target has already been forced into a dead end. He's a dead man."

The long-haired man boldly declared a flag, and the moment he finished speaking, the Hornet Squad stepped into the Ranger Generation I's firing range.

At the same time, Han Xiao's eyes gleamed, and he gently pressed the fire button.

Tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu————

The finger guns of the Ranger Generation I spewed out intense fire and smoke, unleashing a barrage of steel!

The approaching shadow of death froze the expressions of all the members of the Hornet Squad.

[Your mechanical creation [Ranger Generation I (Tracked)] killed a mercenary, you gained 800 experience] x3