With a heavy heart, Tang Ling could only avoid the soldier and the two workers. It is only after a long deliberation that he had done so. The soldier protecting the two workers and the vast machine extracting Excel held a rifle, not a musket or a pistol but a last-gen rifle.
Although he wasn't clear in the specifications of the weapon, a state-of-the-art last-gen rifle could shoot multiple bullets moving at the speed of sound in a few seconds. It was incomparable to the pistol he got from the assassin from speed, power, and versatility. The soldier was also a trained man so he wouldn't be like those boorish bandits seen on the road and panic in an ambush. Fighting him would require him to dodge the bullets he would face in the tens of meters he needed to rush to approach and face the sold
