Alien Paradise.

Chapter 388 The War Begins

Naruko Asahara was already ready.

After a night of treatment and rest, not only did her fever break, but she also recovered most of her strength. At this moment, she was lying on the roof of a bungalow to the north, holding a Type 26 sniper rifle in her hand. Zhou Zhi squatted beside her to provide her with warning.

The slowly moving crowd was less than 400 meters away. Even without a scope, Naruko Asahara could clearly see the gunmen mingling among the residents. Their attention was completely attracted by the quiet beach, and they did not expect the trap arranged on the side. In other words, the "two wings" they perceive are just a street and two strings of bungalows. As for four hundred meters away...it's hard to say whether the bullet can fly that far, let alone shoot effectively.

But for Naruko Asahara, this distance is only slightly farther than cheek to cheek.

She was not a professional sniper, she just happened to have learned shooting and archery for a few years. After setting her sights on an unoccupied target, she steadily pulled the trigger.

The gun body trembled slightly.

The bullet passed through the silencer, flew across five streets, and accurately penetrated into the left ear of a gangster, exited from the right neck, and hit the sand at his feet. The latter barely uttered a word as he fell to the ground like a log, blood trickling out, staining the surrounding ground red within a few seconds.

Except for the people who were pushed behind him, no accomplices even noticed the attrition in the team.

Naruko Asahara loaded the gun, took aim, and continued shooting.

The remaining thugs dropped their guns and ran away - even if they would be severely punished by the governor if they fled back, it would be better than losing their lives in confusion.

"Have you expected this?" He looked at Zhang Zhiyuan excitedly.

When the third man's blood splattered into the air, a gangster finally realized something was wrong.

"Where did they fire the shots from?"

"This is really... amazing!" Portland was stunned at the sight in front of him.

"There's a ghost!"

Other worker fighters were also amazed.

"I, I quit!"

Obviously they did nothing, but the enemy was killed one by one, leaving a bunch of people in the same place. This is not a miracle! ?

"Damn, we were attacked!"

Some people subconsciously took two steps back and completely overlapped themselves with the "human shield", as if they could be safe this way. However, from Naruko's perspective, the gangsters were further separated from the ordinary residents. In addition, they were driving hundreds of locals, and their moving speed was less than one meter per second. Under the aim of a sniper rifle, they were no different from static targets.

In three minutes, Naruko Asahara fired thirty rounds of bullets, and each bullet could eliminate a gangster. Even the locals who were forcibly tied up were dumbfounded. They watched helplessly as the enemies around them were killed one by one. They were clearly close to each other but did not suffer any accidental injuries. What's even more exaggerated is that they didn't hear any gunshots from beginning to end. The beach not far away was still peaceful, and not even a single person could be seen.

The gangsters finally couldn't stand it anymore. Even though they were scattered among the crowd and could not see the specific casualties, it was an indisputable fact that there were fewer and fewer companions within the naked eye. When another blood flower rushed into the air, this ghostly attack completely destroyed their will.

The latter nodded and replied humbly, "The Lord of Paradise is watching us, and he will not put his followers in a dilemma."

"The gods are too great!"

"Praise to Paradise!" Everyone praised excitedly.

"Don't celebrate too early, this is just the enemy's first wave of offensive!" Zhang Zhiyuan said quickly, "While they are defeated, let's quickly bring back these residents... I hope the food collected in the camp is enough. "

……

At this moment, Elodie also found Vanrik Fish who was busy at the bottom of the cave.

He was directing the fishermen to pack up their previous trophies - more than ten barrels of freshly caught fish.

"Save one bucket for today's dinner, cut the rest open, put half in the salt pond, and take out the other half to smoke!" The nearly sixty-year-old man put on a waterproof leather jacket, and there was no trace of fatigue in his voice. The people around him were also willing to obey his arrangements, and the work of clearing nets and killing fish was carried out in an orderly manner.

"Mr. Vanrick," Elodie called him, "I want to talk to you alone."

"Ah... Your Majesty the God Envoy, please wait a moment." He took out the towel from his waist, wiped his hands that were full of fishy smell, and then led her to a beheaded cave, "What's wrong? Is it possible that there are people outside? The situation is not good for us?"

His expression looked worried, but it didn't look like he was pretending.

"No, the plan is going very smoothly. The defense line on the beach prevents them from making rash moves, and the first wave of offensive has been repelled." Through Chaoyang's message transmission, the angel can understand the situation outside in real time, "I want to find out from you. Some local issues.”

"Excuse me."

"By the way, is this your thing?" Elodie pretended to remember something temporarily, took out the magic hourglass from her pocket and handed it to the other party - it was a little different from the one made by Coco Mochi. Similarly, the two ends of the funnel are more delicate and have a gold-like luster. At first glance, they look like a device that only nobles can afford. "It has your name on the base."

Vanrick took the hourglass in surprise, "No, I don't have such an object. Where did you find it?"

"On the execution platform, it was discovered by a paradise believer. The nobles and businessmen fled very quickly at that time, and they had no time to take many of their belongings. One of the bags contained this... I thought they took it from you. Robbed."

"It's indeed my name, but I don't have such exquisite utensils at home." After checking it over, Van Rijk smiled and shook his head, then handed the hourglass back. "Maybe there was a mistake somewhere."

"In that case, just take it and use it. It's useless for me to ask for it." Elodie waved her hand, "You can't see the sun under the cave, so it would be nice to have multiple things that can keep time."

"...What you said makes sense." Van Rick raised his eyebrows, but didn't care anymore.

The tables and cabinets in the cave were obviously rare things. He had no place to put the hourglass, so he simply held it in his hand - this was exactly what the angel wanted to see, "Since your family came here very early, and How did the Chamber of Commerce and the gangs become the main forces in the Acropolis? "

She began to ask questions step by step, starting with the contradictions in the Acropolis, and gradually leading to Van Rik's life experience. During this process, she kept staring at the hourglass in the other person's hand. According to Chaoyang, if Van Rick lied, the flow rate of the hourglass would suddenly become faster.

Vanrick Fish answered in quite detail, and almost no question required too much thinking. When he talked about the Yusi family, there was a trace of sadness on his face, but he still answered cooperatively, and the sand continued to fall steadily.

"At least he wasn't replaced by someone else." Elodie said in her heart. "This person is indeed the fisherman boss everyone calls him, and he has a blood feud with the company. But you have to say that it was precisely because of his resistance that the fishermen and the Phlogiston Company A formal conflict broke out, which eventually led to the bloodshed in the Acropolis and attracted the cult forces... It can be seen that he wanted to make the murderers pay with their blood."

"Indeed." Chaoyang agreed, "Finally, let's ask him about the massacre of his family... Just ask him what he would have done if it wasn't the death gun Zigrin who instigated it."

(End of this chapter)