With Wesley's fingers tapping on the keyboard, the three defense guns that had already locked onto Jarvis began to spin rapidly.
Almost instantly, shells with a caliber of 30 mm spewed out from the eighteen barrels of the three guns!
A barrage of warheads penetrated the camouflaged glass room and, according to the ballistic missile known as Death's Kiss, unleashed a torrent of flames upon Jarvis.
While the speed of bullets and shells was faster than the speed of sound, at close range, this speed was less apparent. Under normal circumstances, if a person was shot at from hundreds of meters away, they would hear the sound of the gunshot before the bullet hit them.
However, Jarvis had been meticulously observing his surroundings.
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