Thirty rifles weren't a particularly huge number in the grand sche of things, especially in a Grand lee that involved thousands of chas.
However, when all thirty were being fired at a single target from a relatively safe and unassailable position, thirty rifles were able to almost literally rain down intense rifle beams that could very decisively turn the tide of any battle.
Each volley would take down one or two heavy chas, and after a re ten to fifteen seconds, most enemy groups, much less single targets, would be shredded and defeated.
Of course against another powerful group, their strategy probably won't turn out as smooth as that. Sheera Lin, for one, could definitely counter that strategy with a myriad of her own.
I can already imagine the Eternal General sacrificing a few chas and turning them into shields as her own sharpshooters take down the enemy chas.
Or maybe even a different strategy that would even see them win the encounter with zero casualties. With the Eternal General, who could guess what she would do?
But the fact remained that the Rushbloods were a very impressive group and they would definitely have ended up in the top ranks… If they didn't et .
Their strategy of picking dium chas with flight modules and powerful rifles were perfect, considering that the Rushbloods were primarily a sharpshooting family with an excellent track record as the country's top sniper family.
A full hundred Blood Ace Snipers each racking up over a hundred cha headshots in both real and mock battles could be attributed to the Rushblood family and their affiliates!
That was an impressive achievent indeed.
And in that Grand lee, with thirty Rushblood sharpshooters raining down their accurate shots at , I experienced the strange but impressive sensation of having all of my critical areas completely inundated by rifle beams.
The Rushbloods knew exactly how powerful their rifles were, and knew exactly how much pushing force their attacks carried.
The fact that they ignored the damage that their rifles were able to dish out and focused only on how much force they could bring to bear was a testant to just how deeply they mastered the art of shooting, and how well they had understood the situation in their fight against .
Volley after volley smashed into my right knee and caused to lose balance.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Just as I was about to throw my weight to my left foot to regain my balance, they switched their target seamlessly to hit my left knee as well!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
What could a wolf do when being pelted from a distance by irritating flying porcupines?
Power forward with all of its strength and destroy them once and for all, of course!
"I don't give a damn about your prickly little spikes! Now eat my wolf slash and diee!!" The wolf would think in its mind.
I wasn't a wolf, but that was exactly what I was thinking at that mont.
I directed my power to my legs, grabbed a downed cha near and flung it towards the the Rushbloods!!
"AIYEEEEEEE!!!!" The poor pilot within the downed cha probably scread with all of his might as his heart probably almost burst out of his chest in fear!
BAM!!
The downed cha smashed into a couple of Rushblood chas and caused them to instantly power down.
BOOM!! The three chas fell violently to the ground!
Their cockpits were completely intact, of course, so the kids within them would be fine as well. But I dare say that if they had anything in their bladders, it would have been released into their cha suits at that mont.
Heck, I wouldn't be surprised if the contents of their bowels were discharged too.
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However, the Rushbloods were definitely not cowards, nor did they give up easily.
Even seeing the horrific way their two comrades "died" did little to dim their enthusiasm in shooting at .
Twenty eight rifles kept up their relentless attacks on .
But the most impressive thing was, all twenty eight chas had begun to fly around randomly in the air to avoid getting hit by more flying chas!
And although their accuracy and timing faltered slightly in the form of no longer hitting my critical areas in perfect rotation, they still managed to all hit my body in a relatively good rhythm.
It was impressive as hell.
And when I ntioned dragons and phoenixes in my generation, they were definitely included.
The Lins as the Vanguard, and the Rushbloods as sharpshooters in the flanks.
Just those two families working in concert would completely destroy most battalions sent their way.
Thankfully, those two families weren't allies in real life, and especially not in the Grand lee.
The Lins stayed out of my fight with the Rushbloods. But the sa could not be said about the Longs.
Rember the hard decisions that I ntioned Victor Long was capable of making?
Well, the first one that truly impressed was the 180 he pulled in his attitude towards , despite all the things I said about his parents.
They say that there are no permanent allies or enemies, only interests.
I truly saw a glimpse of the reality of that statent that day through the actions of Victor Long and his group.
"Fire." Victor Long's voice sounded loudly from sowhere behind .
"Damn you Victor Long! You can't wait to die, huh? Fine! I will… huh?" I looked at the rifle beams flying out of the Long rifles with a confused look.
Pew! Pew! Pew!
Most of the rifle beams missed their targets due to the erratic movents of the Rushbloods, but more than a few connected, and two more Rushblood chas fell to the ground.
My jaw dropped in shock.
The Longs were helping ??
The Longs managed to let off two full volleys before the Rushbloods reacted.
By that ti, only twenty three Rushbloods remained compared to the Longs' thirty two.
The Rushbloods and the Longs instantly started a swirling battle that caused all of the spectators to gasp with oohs and ahhs.
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