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My Cannon Is Three-Kilometer-Wide

“A qualified Artillery Master must have enough attack range! That is why it’s reasonable for me to have a 3-kilometer-wide cannon,” Kerr Cowell said as he watched the people around him react with dumbfounded reactions after his firework display. Tens of thousands of different races were thrown to another world and forced to wage wars against each other. That marked the start of a new world where survival was the sole focus.

Medieval rabbit · Sci-fi
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Chapter 2: Three months ago, everyone from all around the globe time-traveled to this world.

Meanwhile.

Scar Dog received a message from Culver, his face darkened instantly, said with displeasure, "Mr. Jacob, Culver increased the price at the last minute. He wants 60% of this operation's profit."

"Accept it."

Kerr's face was cold, and he held the hand cannon with one hand, aiming at the shop's curtain, ready to deal with the Unmanned Aerial Vehicle (UAV) carrying firepower that might burst in at any time.

"Alright."

Scar Dog's face was also slightly displeased, as he quickly relayed the message. If Culver delayed even a little longer, they would be completely doomed here.

As for surrendering, that was even more absurd.

They were outsiders in this world, and the indigenous people were inherently hostile to them. There was no such thing as being sentenced, as they would be killed on the spot if caught.

Their homemade firepower weapons couldn't compare to the world's sophisticated weapons.

However, just then.

The sound of the UAVs outside the shop rang out again.

"Third warning, criminals inside the shop, put down your weapons and surrender immediately."

"Third warning over."

"Requesting to unlock firepower authority."

"Request successful."

"Unlocking firepower authority 38%."

"Prepare to fire!"

The next second—

Countless bullets, like hailstones, pierced through the curtain and fired towards the inside of the shop.

Kerr quickly hid behind the warehouse's deck, his face slightly angry as he glanced at Scar Dog: "Where the hell is Culver? Is he attending a funeral at home? Where did he go?"

"Culver increased the price again. He wants 90%. Otherwise, he won't send a vehicle to support us."

"I see."

Kerr suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of understanding flashed in the corner of his eyes: "This means they never planned to come in the first place, they want us to die here."

...

They had traveled to this world three months ago.

So far, they still didn't know what kind of world it actually was, only knowing that its technology was quite advanced, and its firepower was more sophisticated.

Three months ago, everyone all around the globe time traveled to this damned world.

But it seemed that the people of this world were not very surprised by this event. They had made early defense preparations and quickly organized personnel and firepower to slaughter them at the moment they landed.

He wasn't sure how many died in that massacre.

But he knew that many, many people had died.

At that time, only he and Scar Dog managed to escape from their group of people, and everyone else had died.

After enduring a month in the wilderness, fighting those damned mutated beasts, they met Culver at a human gathering point he established in the corner of a Ruins Garbage Dump.

Since then, they have been working with Culver.

Kerr planned and executed the operations, while Culver was responsible for firepower support and evacuation.

The two would split the profits evenly, fifty-fifty.

They had a tacit understanding after several operations.

For example, the unmanned heavy truck was supported by Culver. According to the plan, Culver was supposed to send an off-road vehicle with a deck to wait for them at the back door of the shop.

Only Culver had an illegally modified off-road vehicle with a deck.

However... this time, it was obvious that Culver didn't plan on letting them survive.

...

"Whew."

Kerr peered out from behind the deck, looking at the now tattered curtain, and hearing the distant siren. He winced in pain, pulled a small, palm-sized white-glowing stone out of his pocket.

"Item Name": x-18 Energy Block.

"Item Level": One-Star Item.

"Item Introduction": Can be used to provide energy for vehicles, weapons, Unmanned Aerial Vehicles (UAVs), and all mechanical products, belongs to the most common energy blocks, an assembly line product.

"Item Manufacturer": City 18, Hofit Manufacturer.

In this world, almost all items and objects have an information screen that appears in their mind upon contact. They didn't understand the specific principles and had no energy to figure it out.

He handed the energy block to Scar Dog in a slightly urgent tone, "Here, use this, and hurry up."

When they time-traveled to this world.

Each person was given a random talent.

And Scar Dog's random talent was called—Energy Drive.

"Energy Drive": Consuming Energy Blocks can open a spatial gate and achieve random teleportation within a certain area. Depending on the star level of the energy block, the teleportation distance may vary.

"This..."

Scar Dog hesitated for a moment, taking the energy block from Kerr's hand, his eyes flashing with reluctance: "Mr. Jacob, it wasn't easy for us to get this energy block."

"Without this energy block, we won't be able to assemble our own vehicle, and our future operations will be limited—using it like this is too wasteful."

"There's no time for nonsense."

At this time, the gunfire outside had stopped. The entire shop was riddled with bullet holes, and he could already hear the harsh sound of brakes and the precautionary shouts telling the residents to stay back.

This meant that the law enforcers had arrived.

"Hurry up, if we don't leave now, we won't be able to escape."

"Yes!"

Scar Dog's eyes flashed with reluctance, and he clutched the energy block in his hand, activating his talent, preparing to open a spatial gate and leave.

"Boom!"

With a not-so-loud sound, the energy block turned into white mist, and a Illusion Gate about one person tall coalesced in the air.

"Go!"

At this point, the crisp sound of hand grenade rings could be heard from outside the house. Without thinking, Kerr shouldered the bag of stones and prepared to rush into the Space Gate before his eyes.

However, just at that moment—

He suddenly noticed a seemingly valuable item in a glass box under a cabinet next to him. It was at the bottom of the cabinet, close to the ground.

They hadn't noticed it at first.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Kerr immediately stopped, rushed to the cabinet, grabbed the glass box and shoved it into his arms. By then, he could already hear the sound of hand grenades rolling across the floor as they were thrown into the house.

"Go!"

With a frantic roar, Kerr surged forward with the fastest speed of his life, wielding all his strength and charged straight to the Space Gate.

As for Scar Dog, he didn't have time to think when he heard Kerr's shout, and he entered the Space Gate with the Steel Sword Self-Controlled Multi-Barrel Gun Turret on his shoulder, disappearing on the spot.

Just as Kerr was about to enter the Space Gate.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion erupted behind Kerr.

Deafening noise, scorching heatwaves, and powerful impact nearly made Kerr think he was going to die here.

After a few breaths.

Kerr and Scar Dog appeared slightly dazed in a warehouse, the experience of traveling through the Space Gate felt as if they had been thrown into a meat grinder—it was not a pleasant experience.