Andrew was still firing wildly, laughing excitedly as he yelled to Chen Gu behind him, "Master, rest up! Leave these grunts to us! Watch my fierce firepower, accurate enough to pierce a willow leaf from a hundred paces! Hahaha..."
RAT-TAT-TAT—
His energy assault rifle was indeed taking down one bug with each shot, felling those Ghost Claw Bugs.
Chen Gu couldn't help but smile; certain beliefs in his heart grew even more resolute.
Someone appeared behind Chen Gu and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Can you... still hold on?"
It was Dou Zhanqiong.
Chen Gu turned and looked at him. "Even if I can't hold on, I must! Between us and the Insect Race, it's either they die, or we perish!"
Dou Zhanqiong cracked a smile. "You're right."
Chen Gu noticed Dou Zhanqiong dragging a safety case half a man's height behind him. "What's that?"
Dou Zhanqiong patted the case. "Our old buddy, the 'Silver Warrior III' Mecha."
