Hearing Max's laughter, the other imdiately moved and went to the North wall. Ferin was the fastest among them, and she used her grappling gun to drop down on the other side before rushing fearlessly to the horde of cockroaches.
She cocked the shotgun and pulled the trigger twice. The buckshot spread wildly, and each ti she pulled the trigger, five to ten cockroaches burst disgustingly at once. Their green blood sprayed everywhere.
In this ga, this was the only unrealistic thing. Those creatures usually didn't die this easily. However, it was also what made people like this ga. They could vent their anger without minding the repercussions. They could kill the immortal insect.
"Don't get too far, Ferin!" Flexy, who arrived together with Atlas and began his bombardnt, warned the girl. "Especially, don't get into Breeze's line of fir–"
Bam!
Before the orange-haired strear could finish his sentence, Max pulled the trigger of his sniper rifle and sent another energy bullet flying. It was the last shot of this magazine. The energy magazine dimd, losing its light.
"Sorry, continue." He said to his friend as he changed the magazine skillfully as if he had done it many tis before.
Flexy looked at him for a second before turning around. He saw Ferin enter the horde already, and he grimaced slightly.
"Forget it. It's too late." He said. "We can only cover for her now. Don't let her die."
"Leave that to ," Atlas spoke from the side. His gun kept firing energy bullets without stopping. Each of these bullets hit the roaches that almost hit Ferin precisely.
"At! I love you!" Ferin, who noticed his support, shouted from afar. She continued massacring the cockroaches without any rcy. A feral smile adorned her beautiful face behind the visor as she danced among the disgusting creatures.
Showing a smile on his face, the blond-haired man spoke.
"We've been teaming up together for a few years now. I can support her myself. Please focus on eradicating the incoming enemies."
Bam!
Another shockwave was sent as a bullet flew. An explosion followed suit, and a group of cockroaches were exterminated at once.
"Kill those approaching the base. I will thin them out." Max stated, licking his lips excitedly.
Nodding, Flexy's expression was serious.
"Alright then. I am counting on both of you."
The team concentrated on defending against the raid. Whenever soone only had 2 magazines left, they would shout loudly, and Max would get them. He also took so sniper rifle magazines while he was at it because he spent them faster than the others.
At one point, Ferin's ammo was depleted, but Max had prepared for it and threw the ammos he took from the warehouse to her. There were still more ammos and magazines on the ground; those weren't included in the 5 magazine limit on their backpack, so they didn't need to worry about refilling them.
With enough dedication, effort, and unexpectedly great teamwork, they managed to clear the first wave in less than 5 minutes. Even so, those 5 minutes were pretty long for them.
Max let out an exhausted sigh as he raised his body, sitting right behind his sniper rifle.
"I ran a lot, hahaha. Still, that was pretty satisfying."
"Heh, look at you. You said that you hated them, but you had fun, no?"
"Can't say anything. Killing sothing you hate just makes you happy, don't you think so?"
"Excuses. But I am glad you can replenish our weapon mags while still covering fire. You're pretty amazing for your first ti. Hehe, not as amazing as , though."
Flexy smirked as he stood up, looking at the destruction they caused around the base. The girl was walking to them while resting her shotgun on her shoulder and holding a grappling gun. She used it to climb up the wall easily and hugged her lover.
Both Max and Flexy only smiled wryly when they saw their display of affection. But that didn't last long.
The couple separated, and Atlas looked at the orange-suited leader.
"Should we go and find the wave boss now? We finished faster than expected, so it might haven't spawned yet. But nothing is wrong with splitting up to cover up a larger area." He suggested.
"Splitting up?"
Flexy muttered, touching his helt and falling into a deep thought. He was thinking about the pros and cons of splitting up to find the wave boss.
"Isn't that a very dangerous thing to do? Our enemies aren't just those roaches. There are also other players covering them."
"That's why it's better to split up." Atlas reasoned, "If we're alone, then we can hide in a place that normally we couldn't use due to our numbers. I only suggest this. The final decision is with you, the leader."
Once again, Flexy fell into a deep thought. It was risky, yes. But, was the efficiency at finding the boss increased? That was also yes.
Looking at the two teammates in front of him, he finally arrived at a decision.
"Alright, let's split up. But keep the communication open." He said. "And please record everything so we can use it to discuss what we lack later."
"Of course." Atlas nodded.
"Understood!" Ferin exclaid.
After getting confirmation from them, Flexy turned to Max. Before the orange-haired strear could say anything, Max grinned and raised his hand.
"I will prepare the mags needed for the next wave. And don't worry about the players. I would be able to see them before they could see ." He confidently said, "If the boss appears near the base, rush back imdiately. I don't think I would be able to defeat it myself on the first try."
Max probably would've thought otherwise if this ga was a hack-and-slash genre. But facing a giant cockroach with a sniper rifle was… Well, to put it bluntly, sothing he didn't want to do. The smaller ones were still alright, and players were welco to beco a good target practice.
But the boss…
'Only the boss is sothing I don't want to fight directly unless I am forced to.'
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