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Lin's expression instantly darkened. He could tell that the first gunshot came from Liya's old hunting rifle, the sound of the vintage firearm particularly piercing.
The subsequent "tat-tat-tat" was the sound of an automatic rifle.
On Earth, firearms are considered regulated items, but in this era, guns have become synonymous with obsolescence, and no one pays attention to these soon-to-be outdated weapons.
Setting aside the regulation of firearms, what terrified Lin the most was who the source of that automatic rifle fire was!
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"Something's wrong! Brother, hurry back!"
"Brother, don't turn off the Live Streaming; let us see what's going on!"
"Damn it, brother, don't panic. Your backup is still here; give us your location, and I'll bring people over right now!"
...
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The comments in the Live Streaming chat began to flood in wildly. In just three seconds, it reached a "mute state." Everyone was panicking; anyone could guess that gunfire meant trouble.
Lin had never used firearms for hunting; he did it to train himself and insisted that Liya not use guns either. It wasn't appropriate for a girl to be playing with firearms.
Now that the gun had fired, Liya had broken the rules set by Lin Ding, and she must have done so out of desperation.
Thoughts raced chaotically in his mind, and Lin's emotions were in disarray. He couldn't think clearly about what had happened and could only turn around and run back quickly.
His toes pressed into the snow, sending the accumulated snow flying in all directions due to the tremendous recoil of his Inner Strength as Lin ran frantically back!
The short distance of a few thousand meters felt like a long march of ten thousand miles to him.
Hurry up! Hurry up! Faster!
"Hurry!"
Lin shouted, his Inner Qi igniting with a fiery red hue as the Mutated Blazing Inner Force erupted completely!
Like a raging bull, Lin unleashed his maximum speed, charging toward the camp.
...
While Lin rushed toward the camp like a madman, the Live Streaming chat was in chaos, with viewers panicking due to Lin's emotions.
In the midst of the confusion, a few individuals remained remarkably calm. They were seasoned veterans, especially a few of the moderators whose technical minds were working at full capacity.
"Everyone, don't panic. I'm lifting the mute, but please don't all talk at once. Answer only what I ask! Otherwise, not only will you not help him, but you'll also delay the rescue!"
The moderator known as "Orange Juice" spoke up. As a former professional hacker, he had a cool head.
Orange Juice's words gave the viewers a sense of direction. The moment the mute was lifted, an unusual silence fell over the Live Streaming chat; no one caused any disruption.
"Even though we don't know what's happening, as his support team, we must prepare for the worst and be ready."
"Who can organize an Armed force to counter firearms and reach Snowy Mountain quickly? Type 1!"
Following Orange Juice's words, thirty to forty 1s quickly flooded the Live Streaming chat, with some anxiously shouting, "I can bring a martial artist escort team within an hour!"
"Quiet!" Orange Juice saw that the Live Streaming chat was about to descend into chaos again and immediately muted it again.
"Now, those who can organize Armed forces should do so immediately. We don't need many; we just need them to be elite and fast!"
"I am cracking the location of Ge. Now, everyone who can arrive immediately, please contact the administrator. Let's privately share our locations. Also, I hope everyone will not disturb our work speed and refrain from private messages asking for updates. We will provide regular updates on the rescue situation."
Under the careful arrangement of Orange Juice, the Backup Rescue Team in the Live Streaming room was organizing efficiently.
Meanwhile, the anxious crowd could only wait. The Live Streaming Camera showed a blinding white light, as if the machine was flying at high speed. The footage was very unstable, and there was no sign of Lin, which made people even more anxious.
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Lin was running back frantically. He naturally could not see that the Live Streamer had already entered stealth mode, disappearing transparently behind him. Only the occasional flash of Red Radiance indicated that he was still there.
"Damn it, it seems this kid has gotten into some trouble!"
The Live Streamer was also extremely irritated. Just now, he had used the built-in long-range scanning System to find that many life forms had suddenly appeared near the camp.
Although he didn't know what had happened, a series of events suggested that it was not a good sign!
What troubled the Live Streamer the most now was whether he should take Lin away if he got into danger or help him deal with the enemies.
After much thought, the Live Streamer's Red Radiance flickered suddenly as he gloomily said, "Kid, don't blame me for being heartless. My duty is only to keep you alive. If those two girls get into any danger, it's your own fault for lacking strength!"
In the end, the Live Streamer found his position and made a decision.
If Lin were to face any life-threatening danger, he could only ensure Lin's survival; he could not overstep his boundaries, even if he felt those two girls were decent.
Responsibilities are called responsibilities because they are bound by rules.
Understanding this point, the Live Streamer's Red Radiance flickered a few times before he let out a helpless sigh and quickened his pace to chase after Lin's figure.
For Lin, this was a trouble without any help; all his sources of assistance had been cut off. If there was any guarantee, it was that he wouldn't die.
But is being alive really a guarantee?
Sometimes, surviving can be more painful than dying. Hopefully, what awaited Lin wouldn't be a life-threatening trouble.
At this moment, Lin had no idea what was happening in the Live Streaming space, nor did he consider that the Live Streamer was conscious. The only thought in his mind was to hurry back to the camp!
The distance of several kilometers came to an end as he ran wildly.
The white mist before him grew thicker and thicker. He was finally approaching the edge of Hot Spring Lake, and the green tents were enlarging in his vision. A joyful smile appeared on his lips.
He had arrived; he was finally back! Aliens, Liya, no matter what happened, you must hold on!
I, Lin, have returned!
Just as joy rose in Lin's heart, there was a loud "bang," and the sound of gunfire erupted again!
"Rat-a-tat-tat!" followed by the sound of machine gun fire.
"Dream Sister! Run!" It was Liya's furious shout.
"Bang!" That was the sound of a projectile weapon.
"Ah!" This was the scream of Dream Source, sounding like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, utterly tragic.
At this moment, Lin's heart suddenly tightened; that ominous premonition grew stronger. He felt as if his heart had stopped beating for that brief moment.
"Aliens... Liya..."
Lin murmured, his voice growing louder until it erupted into a roar!
"Dream Source!!!"
Calling out loudly, Lin suddenly dashed past the tent, turning around the visual blind spot of the tent, and the scene immediately came into view.
The black-red soil was stained with bright red blood. Liya lay weakly on the ground, still clutching the Old-fashioned Shotgun in her hand, the grip already smeared with red.
Dream Source curled up, lying on top of Liya, silently sobbing.
A group of men in tactical gear surrounded the two girls, each holding firearms, staring at the young women before them.
A breeze swept through, carrying the scent of blood and brushing against Lin's cheek.
His nostrils were filled with the metallic smell of blood.
His eyes were veined with crimson.
His breaths grew heavier, accompanied by a beastly growl.
"You all will die!"
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