At this moment, if anyone logged onto YouTube, they would find that all other videos were unavailable, with only one live stream still running.
Countless people instinctively clicked into the stream and saw several live feeds connected together like an online conference.
The name of the stream was: The Nishikawa Family Conquers the World in Three Minutes.
Seeing this stream name, many who had come to chat in suggestive female streamers' rooms couldn't help but laugh.
'What was this, some kind of YouTube event?'
'Conquering the world?'
But the next second, they were all stunned.
Click!
The sound of a gun being chambered rang out… a sound all too familiar to citizens of the US and other countries where guns were legal.
In the top-left screen of the live stream, Yu's arms had transformed into heavy machine guns.
"His hands turned into guns!"
Countless faces changed dramatically.
"Superpowered individual!?"
Soon, people made the connection… the word [Nishikawa] in the stream's name...
'Wasn't that the surname of the man who, months ago, had fought his way from the Eastern Hemisphere to the Western Hemisphere, forcing the world's strongest superpower to sign a ceasefire agreement?'
But the nightmare had only just begun.
Bang!
Just then, a deafening gunshot came from the stream. In the footage, Yu aimed at the eagle emblem representing the US military atop the main gate of Fort Bragg and shot it, shattering the symbol of the world's most powerful military force into pieces.
Rumble!
The entire gate collapsed. That was definitely not something an ordinary heavy machine gun could do!
Debris flew, dust billowed, and the figure standing in the center of the ruins seemed less like a person and more like a mobile arsenal.
Beep beep beep!
Sirens blared throughout Fort Bragg.
But Yu, completely indifferent, strolled into the base.
Soon, amidst the sirens, countless fully armed US soldiers, also wielding machine guns, rushed out and surrounded Yu.
Black gun muzzles pointed at him from all directions, their density enough to make any normal person feel utter despair.
"Don't move!"
The lead officer shouted, but immediately his expression froze. He and his men gaped as a massive gun barrel slowly grew from Yu's forehead. His form was clearly no longer human.
Gun Devil-man form!
The thick gun barrel gleamed with cold metallic luster, like some kind of war machine born from hell.
Click!
The machine guns on his arms chambered rounds again.
The officer quickly reacted, his pupils contracting as he shouted, "Fire! Fire! Everyone fire!"
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Machine guns on both sides erupted with tongues of flame, countless bullets exchanging fire.
Shell casings rained down like hail, producing crisp, dense clattering sounds.
But although both sides were firing bullets, their power was clearly not in the same league.
The US soldiers' bullets hit Yu, instantly riddling him with holes, blood spraying.
Bullet holes densely covered his body. His Shuchi'in Academy uniform was torn to shreds in an instant, flesh and blood splattering in the metal storm.
But the bullets Yu fired at them turned the surrounding US soldiers into bloody mist.
Not death… it was like vaporization.
Those soldiers didn't even have time to scream. Their entire bodies were reduced to crimson mist under the explosive rounds. Bones, flesh, uniform fragments… everything was instantly pulverized into crimson particles, dispersing in the air.
Only pools of shocking red remained on the ground, proof of their existence.
The officer couldn't understand… although Yu's twin guns were transformed from his arms, the caliber looked about the same. Why was the power so different?
But now he had no time to ponder. He just kept shouting, "Reinforcements! Get reinforcements over here! Keep firing! Don't stop!"
His voice trembled on the verge of collapse.
More and more soldiers from the base rushed to reinforce, waves of people surging towards this direction.
More and more bullets rained down on Yu.
Without exaggeration, even if the density didn't kill him, it could drown him.
But strangely, despite being hit by hundreds, maybe thousands, of bullets, Yu in his Gun Devil-man form just stood there, letting the US military shoot, refusing to fall.
He didn't even move a step.
The bullets pierced his body, tore his muscles, shattered his bones, but he still stood there, like a war god nailed to a cross, enduring the storm of metal.
And not only that… each shot he fired became more powerful.
With a 'bang', not only the soldiers in front, but even the walls of the military base behind them collapsed into rubble in an instant.
Reinforced concrete was like paper under the bullets' shockwaves. Entire walls crumbled, raising clouds of dust.
Finally, perhaps growing slightly impatient, Gun Devil Yu gathered a dark, blackish light in the gun barrel on his head.
That light didn't shine… it devoured. It was as if it was absorbing all the surrounding light, condensing into a miniature black hole at the muzzle.
The air began to tremble, the ground started cracking, and even the soldiers still firing frantically involuntarily stopped, instinctively feeling some apocalyptic pressure.
Boom!!!
A violent laser blast shot out, directly piercing through the largest military base in the US by population.
In that instant, the world turned black and white.
A searing white beam erupted from Yu's forehead. Everything in its path was vaporized by the extreme heat.
The ground was gouged with a trench several meters deep, the soil at the edges crystallizing into glass-like fragments from the heat.
The base's main building was punctured with a circular hole over ten meters in diameter. Through that hole, the sky on the other side of the base was visible.
But it wasn't over… Yu maintained his firing stance and abruptly turned his head.
The laser swept across.
That beam of light was like a judgment sword wielded by a demon god, cutting from one end of the base to the other.
Buildings, control towers, barracks, warehouses… the military structures the world's strongest nation prided itself on were defenseless against this destructive beam.
The entire base building was sliced in half horizontally. The upper section slowly slid off under gravity, producing a teeth-grinding screech of twisting metal, before finally crashing to the ground, raising a dust cloud that blotted out the sky.
In the close-up shot, everyone could clearly see the blood from the fallen US soldiers on the ground flowing towards Yu's feet.
The moment it contacted his feet, as if drawn, the blood surged into Yu's body, visibly repairing his wounds.
Muscle fibers rewove, skin healed, and the dense bullet holes closed one by one like a reverse playback.
At this point, many began to understand.
'Absorbing blood allowed recovery?'
The stream's chat exploded instantly.
Around the world, viewers watching this scene covered their mouths, knocked over coffee cups, fell from their chairs.
The soldiers in the base, watching the figure emerging from the pool of blood, their hands gripping their guns began to tremble violently.
Yu raised his gun again! The barrels on his arms erupted with blinding flames!
'Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!'
'Today, we will fight our last goddamn battle for Nishikawa-sama!'
And the situation was similar, not just at Fort Bragg.