Da-da-da, bang-bang-bang, ping-ping-ping
Jets of fire snakes, shell casings splattering, blistering plasma, vaporizing the long vessel corridor like a sauna room.
Li Pan threw a fish knife, slicing through the gun barrel and the gunman's frontal lobe, simultaneously pressing the dagger, the flashlight handle burst with a flash, instantly blinding the other gunmen, bullets chaotically sprayed out, surrounding meat and blood exploded into flowers.
Seizing the moment, Li Pan used all four limbs, like a mad dog, climbing over the corpses, through the rooftop, leaping into the crowd, charging left and right, colliding back and forth, threading across, the knife tip pierced through bulletproof vests and steel plates, tearing apart carbon, silicon, ceramic, metallic flesh, stabbing with a knife, biting with teeth, head butting, and kneeing, carving out a bloody path.
The men howled like beasts in heat, roaring, fiercely colliding together, fighting with gun stocks, fists, and claws.
