There is only one magazine left in the backpack. For this virgin gun, the system only gave two magazines. The gun is a good gun, but without bullets it is just a fire stick.
After getting into the cave, Ling Yun flew to the ground. He inserted the magazine, pulled up the bolt of the gun, held the handle of the gun with his shoulder, and aimed the crosshair at the entrance of the cave.
Click, click, click... The sound of rapid footsteps was getting closer and closer, and Young Master Long revealed his figure with a long sword.
"Hey, hello!" With a murderous intent flashing from the corner of his mouth, Ling Yun pressed down on the gun body and decisively pulled the trigger.
Several gun flowers flashed in the darkness, and five golden lights tore through the darkness, leaving behind perfect trajectories.
—168!—159!—288!—402!—396!
A series of injuries appeared, and Young Master Long's head exploded, lying on the ground, his body twitched a few times and became motionless.
Green smoke was rising from the muzzle, and the golden shells were beating on the ground. Ling Yun himself did not expect that five bullets would kill Mr. Long, who was wearing the best equipment, in an instant.
The first two bullets hit his chest, causing more than a hundred points of damage. The muzzle of the gun was raised, and a bullet hit his neck, causing a critical hit. The last two bullets penetrated his skull, causing fatal injuries.
The additional skill is a headshot, and the value produced is very terrifying.
Mr. Long died, and he did not feel unjust at all.
When Zhu Fei and Wu Rou arrived, it was already too late, leaving only a cold body on the ground.
"Son of a bitch!" Zhu Fei jumped up and yelled in anger. At this moment, gunshots rang out again.
A swordsman next to him bent down to pick up the exploded equipment of Master Long. Four bullets rubbed violently with the air and sank into his body with a scream.
** mixed with blood spurted out, a helmet rotated on the ground, followed by another body on the ground.
Suddenly the whole cave became quiet, and only the heavy breathing of people could be heard
The corners of Wu Rou's mouth twitched, her face turned pale, and her combat uniform was soaked in cold sweat. He clearly saw the damage value on the swordsman's head - 481! What a perverted attack power!
What kind of weapon is that? Is it a sniper rifle? It doesn't look like it. The sound doesn't sound like it. You know that we didn't find any special weapons last time we fought with him. Could it be that he is deliberately hiding his strength? The more he thinks about it, the scarier he becomes. Wu Rou is no longer able to
Dare to think further.
"Fuck! Ma Gan'er, what should I do?" Zhu Fei looked at Wu Rou. At this moment, he was also breaking out in a cold sweat. With his fat body, he rushed out, just like a moving target.
The scene suddenly came to a standstill.
Ling Yun lay on the ground, hugging the gun tightly with both hands, without blinking. As long as someone leaned out, his head would be blown!
"Knight, rush out and hold up your shield. Pig, you go pick up the equipment. I'll deal with that kid!" Wu Rou gritted her teeth. This was the best way to deal with the sharpshooter.
Hearing only the sound of messy footsteps, Ling Yun suddenly raised his AK47 and saw several black shadows rushing out of the hole at the same time.
Da da da.
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His finger subconsciously pulled the trigger, and streaks of golden light roared away, splashing large sparks. The sound of gold and iron echoed in the cave, deafening.
Ling Yun secretly screamed something bad and hurriedly turned over and rushed to the side.
At this time, two Desert Eagles were poked out from the two shields, gunshots rang out loudly, and bullets pierced the darkness.
After being shot in the leg, Ling Yun's muscles all over his body tensed up and he forced himself past the gun's muzzle.
The gunfire burst out, and the Desert Eagle on the opposite side suddenly became silent. One of the two bullets hit the bridge of Wu Rou's nose, and the other overturned half of his head.
-５23!-５３６!
Wu Rou is a sharpshooter. Without the defense of the warriors and their HP, the AK47 directly dealt over 500 points of damage.
"Ma Gan'er!" Zhu Fei just wanted to pick up the equipment on the ground, and saw a corpse lying straight next to him, his eyes blurred with blood.
The two knights activated their charge skills and rushed towards Ling Yun. Their shields were raised high, shining with silvery white light. This was their signature skill, Shield Bash.
Ling Yun sneered. Without the sharpshooter, the opponent was like a tiger without sharp teeth and claws in front of him, posing no threat at all. He stuffed two small bottles of haste potion into his mouth and retreated quickly.
MISS! MISS!
The two knights' skills failed and they fell into a state of freeze for a second.
Ling Yun raised the AK47. At a distance of five meters, the muzzle of the gun would not miss at all.
Da da da!
The finger pulls the trigger rhythmically, firing three bursts! And the additional skill is a knowing blow!
-６８９!-４23!-４0８!
A knight fell heavily to the ground, splashing a large amount of sticky juice, and threw his shield to the side.
Another knight broke free from the stiffness and hurriedly covered his body with his shield. At this time, AK47 roared again, and the bullets came with a scream.
Puff! -128! -136!
The knight only felt that his knees were penetrated by bullets, his legs became weak, and his body suddenly lost balance and threw forward. The moment he jumped, two bullets poured into his mouth and nostrils. He didn't even have time to scream.
, the person has lost consciousness and reported to the resurrection point.
There were 9 bullets left in the magazine. Ling Yun looked at Zhu Fei and the other swordsman with a half-smile. It was enough to deal with them!
"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Zhu Fei stood up slowly, his eyes blazing with fire. Ling Yun's strength exceeded his imagination. After not seeing him for a long time, his combat power almost doubled.
"Hey, I can't die. Even if I die, I'm still a god!" Star eyes opened slightly, holding the AK47 with one hand. Every word in Ling Yun's words attacked their hearts, almost tearing their last hope to pieces.
Countless fragments. He hooked his fingers and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "If you can't do it yourself, you two can do it together."
"You..." Zhu Fei wanted to say something, but he didn't have the confidence to say the last words. He picked up the willow leaf dagger and rolled towards Ling Yun again. The thirty-six-way underground sword technique is as practical as in the game.
But Ling Yun is not included.
The other swordsman made a jump slash and jumped up high. He knew that in this way he could avoid the sharpshooter's attack and engage in close combat. But he thought well, but his eyes were a little short-sighted. In a two-meter-high cave, his
He was strong enough to jump up to five meters. He hit his head heavily on the stone wall above his head and then hit the ground, entering a dazed state for five seconds.
"Fuck! The idiot next door!" Zhu Fei's fat body bumped into the guy's body, and they both fell to the ground at the same time.
"It seems you are both idiots!" Before he finished speaking, the AK47 in Ling Yun's hand began to sing a death variation.
Bullets pierced the bodies of the two of them at the same time until the magazine was empty. Switching to the bastard box, there was no more bullets, and a double-barreled shotgun. It wasn't until the two people on the ground turned into big strawberries that Ling Yun stepped forward.
