I'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.-Fui pego trabalhando nas férias de inverno e me acusaram de crime de guerra?(O Velho Chefe de Tianshan)

Through reconnaissance, the village called Odland was found to be occupied by an enemy reinforced battalion. Their forces were at least ten times greater than those of the Third Armored Platoon of the Blazing Fire Company, which was trapped there.

The reason the Third Armored Platoon of the Blazing Fire Company had managed to hold out so far was mainly due to their numerous armored heavy weapons, which helped them resist for a time. However, bullets and shells were finite; once their ammunition and supplies were completely exhausted, that would be the end of the Third Armored Platoon.

“The enemy has overwhelming numbers. Recklessly providing support would be like smashing eggs with a stone,” one voice cautioned.

“That’s not necessarily true. Don’t we have Long? He once single-handedly wiped out an entire battalion,” another argued.

“That was a regular battalion before. This is a reinforced battalion—both their firepower and weaponry are on a completely different level,” the third countered.

The three subordinates had already begun discussing their combat approach. Although Han Cheng was the acting leader of Team C, the language barrier in this situation left him struggling to participate effectively.

After listening for a while, Han Cheng frowned. “Aren’t we moving out?”

“Long, there are far more enemies this time, and their firepower is stronger than before. We must not rush into battle blindly—doing so would be disastrous!” his teammates warned.

The flood of words overwhelmed Han Cheng, who barely caught the phrase “move out.” “Oh, move out? Then let’s go. What are we waiting for?” he said, nodding vaguely before dashing out in a flash.

“Wadefah???” His three teammates were dumbfounded. They had all insisted against rushing in, yet Han Cheng had charged forward on his own. Moreover, with his S-tier mastery of movement, his speed was astonishing.

In mere steps, he had reached the combat zone some 500 meters away.

“Enemy forces approaching the perimeter! Stop them at once!” The sudden speed startled even the enemy, who quickly turned their barrels toward Han Cheng and opened fire.

Rat-a-tat-tat—rat-a-tat-tat—

At that moment, Han Cheng was completely exposed, with no cover in sight, facing dozens of black gun barrels aimed directly at him.

Even if gods or angels appeared, they would still be hit by several volleys before escaping.

Yet, at this critical moment, Han Cheng’s SS-tier talent—Precognitive Senses—activated perfectly.

Faced with hundreds of bullets flying at him, this powerful talent allowed Han Cheng to perceive the trajectory of each shot.

Coupled with his S-tier mastery of movement, Han Cheng’s bullet-dodging technique came alive once more.

Swish—swish—swish—swish—swish—

Though Han Cheng’s speed and agility were not as formidable as during the time he had fully experienced his max-level talents, this slightly diminished but still phenomenal dodging was even more astonishing.

During his max-level state, his movements resembled teleportation—he dodged all bullets in an instant before anyone could even react.

Now slower, the onlookers could clearly see how Han Cheng evaded the hail of bullets.

Facing hundreds of shots, he first tilted his body left to dodge some, then right to avoid others.

He raised his left arm to deflect several, then his right arm, left leg, and right leg similarly.

After these simple maneuvers, his movements became increasingly extraordinary.

A spinning leap with eyes closed to dodge a few bullets, a soaring split kick like a crow in flight to avoid others.

Just after landing, he bent backward to evade dozens more, slid into a kneeling dodge for scores of shots, then flicked his head and performed an S-shaped hand motion followed by a Z-shaped footwork, dodging hundreds of bullets in total.

Though it seemed effortless, Han Cheng had seamlessly combined all these actions in a brief moment, as if performing a mesmerizing dance.

“Wadefah!!!”

“Thank you so much!!!”

“Oh my God!!!”

The enemy troops, faced with Han Cheng advancing through a storm of bullets, were dumbfounded with mouths agape.

Was he even human?

Before they could recover, taking advantage of their brief pause to reload, Han Cheng suddenly raised his gun.

Relying on his strongest talent, the SSS-tier “Gun King of Kings,” he pulled the trigger and unleashed a brutal slaughter on the enemy.

Rat-a-tat-tat—rat-a-tat-tat—

“Ding! KDA +1!”

…

Although Han Cheng’s combat style now clearly demonstrated the traits of a system-awakened player operating with cheats, those who had witnessed his previous invincible rampage during his max-level talent experience noticed something different.

“Long’s fighting isn’t as smooth as before. Could he be fatigued?” one wondered.

“As expected, reinforced battalions aren’t easy to deal with. Even Long seems to be struggling.”

“Look! Although Long dodged most bullets, a few still grazed his clothes—something that never happened before!”

Having seen Han Cheng’s true invincibility, his teammates felt something was off now.

Perhaps the reinforced battalion presented unprecedented pressure, or maybe his earlier miraculous solo annihilation of a battalion had drained him, causing his current combat effectiveness to falter.

This was a grave concern for the team.

Long was undoubtedly powerful, but what if fatigue left him vulnerable, and he was overwhelmed?

So the teammates refused to sit idle; they decided to support him.

Though their abilities paled compared to Han Cheng’s supernatural strength, as comrades, they were unwilling to let him face the enemy alone.

They had no idea that, having been added to Han Cheng’s battle group, as newcomers they had already acquired 5% of his talent power.

This latent ability manifested perfectly during their support, boosting their combat capabilities and survivability.

They believed their own sudden surge in skill was a burst of inner strength and charged forward, firing rapidly.

As they eliminated the enemies before them, Han Cheng’s earpiece chimed with system notifications.

“Ding! KDA +0.05!”

…

Han Cheng was somewhat speechless.

Having subordinates help increase his KDA was good, of course—but these increments were ridiculously small.

…