The Villainess Will Crush Her Destruction End Through Modern Firepower

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─ ─ Lady Villain Warrant and a giant ghost of terror

"Petra, did you notice?

"Oh. It stinks. They stink."

Mr. Petra nodded as Mr. Gertrude told him.

"Are you close?

"Pretty much. About 50 meters."

Finally.

My weapon this time is a machine gun. I feel like a large caliber bullet would be useful if it was an exorcism of the Warcraft.

No. I think even small-calibre ammunition can be tailored depending on where it hits, but I still think large-calibre ammunition would be better to tailor something as big as a warcraft. I don't use 120mm caliber rifle cannons because the collateral damage to the area is too great, even if it is too big.

Hmm. How far should I believe in man-stopping power?

Well, the disadvantage of large-calibre ammunition is that it can be eliminated with Blood Magic, so even large-calibre ammunition has no problem: 100 combined box magazines and 600 spare rounds of ammunition. This should allow the opponent to beat up even in the army.

"Petra. Get an understanding of the situation ahead of time."

"Aye. Leave it to me."

Mr. Petra, as usual, goes to reconnaissance.

"Blau. Turn off the sound of Mr. Petra's standing."

"Yes, Master."

I let Blau support Mr. Petra.

If the light-hearted Mr. Petra and Blau's silence combine, he's a golden stick to the ghost. They're ghosts, though.

After a while, Mr. Petra returned.

"There he is. There's a herd of orgasms 50 meters away. The number is 28. These must be the ones who were driven away by the Flaming Dragon, too. There's a big flying thing that seems to be the leader of the herd, but there's traces of burns. That's proof that the Fire Dragon did it."

"What size is a big flying thing?

"Height is for three adult humans."

"So!?

When the adult adult is 170 cm, it is about 5 meters in size.

"Ya, can you take him down?

"Guys, your head is blunt and your movements are blunt, so if you do it calmly, you can afford it. First, I put up a smokescreen, so Gertrude and Ernesta beat those confused and popping up. We're going to push arrows and magic right into the smokescreen to fuel chaos."

I see. We're not going to fight 28 giant monsters at once, we're going to block them with smokescreens and destroy each mess.

But you're risky for it. The smoke screen will block our sight. But if you look at the smokescreen movement, do you know where the orga comes from?

"Well, it only runs!

We lead Mr. Gertrude on to a place where there's a herd of orgasms. The noise we make is silenced by Blau, so we can travel quietly like ghosts.

"There he is. That's it."

minutes for us to advance through the woods. Finally, I came into contact with a herd of orgasms.

The auga is bigger than the oak one turn. And the horns are growing.

You're a ghost. A ghost.

If they're ghosts, I'm Taro. But don't let that make Petra and the others monkeys, dogs, and squirrels...... That's a little rude.

"Astrid tap in from there. It's like not getting Gertrude and the others in the rays. I'll tap in from here, too."

"Roger!"

Now, let me show you the power of the ghosts of the other world.

"Let's go."

Mr. Petra puts three arrows bracketed with something like a firecracker.

And that was unleashed towards the heart of the orga herd!

The bread and dry noise sounds, and white smoke can almost come in from the arrows released. Its generated white smoke instantly envelops the orgasms.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!?

The orgasms scream of confusion and try to escape towards them everywhere.

"Let's do it, Astrid!

"Eye, mum!

I stood on my legs and rested my machine gun on the ground, clawing at the orgasms and watching the storm of bullets.

Big guys are good. Exactly. My bullet hits the orgasms like it's funny. Sometimes I would be executing Class 2 Combat Conformity measures, but the Augs do get a good hit of bullets because of their dull movements and their large size on them.

Mr. Petra's unleashed arrow is also hit by an orga, which is pierced in the forehead and falls to the ground.

Eventually, the area was completely surrounded by white smoke and we kept even showering bullets and arrows without confirming our hits. From the screams of the orgasms, it should be certain that they are hitting.

"Ha ha!

"Ahhh!

Then Mr. Gertrude and Mr. Ernesta also cut into an orga that pops out of the white smoke. They're both still reading the orga movement with the smoke movement, and they were pinpointing at the orga coming out of the smoke.

But it still takes time to defeat him with a sword for a giant warcraft. Both Mr. Gertrude and Mr. Ernesta were taking the time to defeat the whole thing.

"Where is the Auga steeple?

"It's the same as a human being, neck and head. He's the one who screwed up. The Auga guys don't feel the pain when they get excited. It's a runaway state. It's hard to hold him back. It's a lot of trouble to be convinced that your client is paying quite a bit."

Whoa. That means I can't deal with an august who sticks a rallied militia in with dangerous drugs if I don't aim for a headshot for sure.

This is harsh.

"But this time it's going to be pretty easy. Thanks to Astrid."

"Eh heh."

It seems to be useful. More importantly!

I knew you were right to bring a machine gun. Machine guns are the most appropriate way to sprinkle the barrage in the smokescreen anyway. A grenade launcher clears the smokescreen, and a 120mm caliber rifle cannon that defeats the enemy by crushing it. It's not for someone you can't kill without a definite headshot.

"The guy who runs is an ogre! The guy who doesn't run is a well-trained ogre! Hiccup!"

"... what the..."

Can't the famous dialogue of the movie also pass in different worlds? Vain.

"It's time for the smokescreen to clear...... I think we've got another 20."

The smokescreen developed by Mr. Petra was flushed by the wind and gradually the peripheral vision began to clear.

"Oh, hey. The biggest one is alive."

"Wow! So!?

What stood in front of us was a huge orga 5 meters long. I don't feel anything other than that it's too big.

"Where was that!?

"I was in the herd. You didn't see me crouching."

No longer a giant rather than an orga. Reminds me of a giant who came out of an overseas drama.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

The giant orga growls, approaching Mr. Gertrude as he grabs and wields the corpse of his companions! This is dangerous! It's so big, Mr. Gertrude, you can't do it!

"The steeple is the head, isn't it!?

"Oh! My head! But you're protected by a thick skull!

Me and Mr. Petra started shooting at the head of a giant orga trying to get to Mr. Gertrude. Machine guns one after the other throw out empty drugpods, and large-calibre bullets are tapped into the head of the orga.

But as Mr. Petra said, his head seems to be protected by a pretty sturdy skull, and hitting him in the head won't take him until he chooses his brain.

Yes! Is this world's warcraft a monster!

How thick would it be to get a series of large-calibre bullets and not crack your skull! You're crazy! You son of a bitch!

Ha. Isn't it because they're retarded because their skulls are too thick and their brain capacity is low?

That doesn't matter! This doesn't make any sense!

"If this happens, take this one!

What I took out of this predicament was...

"Blow it!

An objective rifle that uses a 50-calibre bullet.

No matter how much machine gun bullets you can withstand, you're no good at shooting this objective rifle!

Screw you, big guy!

When I set my aim with the optical aimer, I squeezed the trigger as it was and slammed the 50-calibre bullet into my brain. You should be able to go with this......!

"What!?

You have half your brain weather blowing up and it's still working!?

"It's a monster!

"That's a warcraft!

Mr. Petra ran into me screaming.

"Oh, my God! Screw you!

I squeezed the trigger again, but the aim came off!

Is there a limit to Class 2 combat compatibility measures for boulders?

This place has no choice but to move to Class 3 Combat Conformity Measures.

Adrenaline is secreted severely and heart rate rises rapidly. All movement is felt as a slow one, and the movement of the giant orga is also considerably dull.

I can aim now!

"Now it's time to blow it up!

A bullet ran through the universe and stretched toward a giant orga, and the head of a giant orga, half blown, blew to pieces of wood.

And the giant orgasm lost its power, and fell toward the bodies of the same orgasms as they curdled. When the giant orgasm fell, the bodies of the gutters and orgasms were crushed, and that was already gross.

"Huh! Haunted exorcism successful!

"Yeah. You managed to do that."

Mr. Petra had prepared a bursting arrow in case of trouble, but it was no longer necessary because I blew it up.

"But you really have warcraft moving around. The flaming dragon noise is likely to continue for the time being."

"Ugh. But it's a money-making opportunity for adventurers, isn't it!

"Hey. Don't rejoice in someone else's misfortune, student"

Excuse me.............

After that, Mr. Gertrut and his men went to Meine's villa to report the results, but I escaped as a deviant and only received my reward in the Adventurer Guild.

According to Mr. Gertrude, Meine, you've been searching for me.

I hope it's not broken……….

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