Chapter 36 - Dance under the Moon (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Captain, is she dancing?”

“What do we do now? Are we going to shoot again?”

“No. 3 is still there. Why don’t we intervene?”

“Monster, monster! This is definitely a monster!”

The cacophony of voices in the earpiece and the girl’s dance moves happened at the same time.

Her white dress fluttered gently, and her long hair was like a river in the air.

Balika had thought that she had wide knowledge and extensive experience. However, at this moment, she was at a loss.

The target’s dance moves were so accurate that they were as if being extracted from textbooks. This was something that Balika could be sure of because she had learned dancing since she was young. However, although this was her career plan, she had taken a completely different path.

But Balika couldn’t understand why the target suddenly danced at this time?

Was she looking down on them?

Or was it because the target was so powerful that she couldn’t be bothered by their attacks at all? And she was now enjoying her own time, completely looking down on them?

Balika didn’t have time to think too much. She raised her gun and aimed at the target once again.

Bang bang bang… Bang bang bang…

Two rounds of shooting. The first round was aimed at the knee of the target. This was a position one could lose the ability to move. The second round was aimed at the head of the target, a fatal position.

The target suddenly jumped up. She straightened her back in the air, moved her feet backward, and tilted her head backward.

It was just nice to dodge the two rounds of shooting.

Balika had never seen such a strange thing. The rifle in her hand could hit the bottle cap thrown from 400 meters away on the shooting range, but now it had failed consecutively at a distance of less than 50 meters.

The opponent always appeared to be at ease. She had no tactical movements, and she did not look for cover. Instead, she used dance-like movements to easily dodge the top-notch modern military products.

“There’s no need to waste bullets. We’re facing a monster.”

Balika thought for a moment and quickly made a decision.

She now understood that the target was able to dodge the bullets not because of luck, but because the target was beyond their imagination. Maybe it was a modified soldier from another country, a mutated human, or perhaps a fellow from another planet

There was no point in dwelling on this. The current situation was that there was nothing they could do about the target.

Everyone put down their guns pointing at the ground. Before receiving further instructions, they quietly watched the target dance.

Accompanied by a vague hum, the target on the rooftop was still dancing. She did not react to anything that happened around her. She just ignored them.

Balika watched quietly. Slowly, she felt as if she was possessed. Her breathing slowed down and the rifle in her hand became heavier and heavier.