Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
Out of the 150 Geocentric Pterosaurs, 28 were adults. Even with thermal weapons, 7 managed to break through in the first wave.
Ming Chu killed two instantly, but when she turned back, she saw the other five trying to wreak havoc among the crowd.
Her eyes turned red. She lunged forward, swinging her suitcase, and charged at them.
One suitcase per adult Geocentric Pterosaur. This time, it wasn't just her teammates who saw it; bystanders were also left stunned. If their combat instincts hadn't kicked in, there would have been 30% more casualties.
But after smashing 15 Geocentric Pterosaurs, Ming Chu's legs suddenly went weak.
As soon as she faltered, someone quickly reached out to steady her.
It was a young man Ming Chu didn't recognize. He supported her with one hand while firing his gun with the other, not forgetting to ask worriedly, "Captain Ming, are you hurt?"
"No..." Ming Chu gasped for air, though she wasn't panicked.
She had always known that while [Skill 3] was powerful and the suitcase felt weightless to her, there were limitations to its use.
No one's talent is without limits.
It was just that she hadn't used [Skill 3] many times before, so the physical toll wasn't clear.
Strictly speaking, the fact that her body only started sounding the alarm after 15 uses meant the talent's restriction wasn't very high.
You have to realize, those 15 suitcase swings—regardless of whether the adult Geocentric Pterosaur was big or small, injured or unscathed—killed them all instantly.
She didn't even need a second swing.
By now, she wasn't completely out of energy to the point of collapse; her body was just reminding her that she had overexerted herself.
Of course, replenishing it wasn't hard or easy; it was just a matter of eating.