Japanese devils. How come there are foreign players here?
He had no idea that the opening of this dungeon was actually deliberately arranged by the Fantasy World headquarters. It was just for those foreign game ring buyers to send people to experience it in the dungeon.
Ling Yun felt the blood boiling all over his body. "Baga, flax fell, dead, dead, dead." He didn't know what he was talking about. He walked forward and Desert Storm changed the magazine.
The group of guys were slightly startled. What kind of indigenous bird language was this? What did it mean? Then the submachine gun in Ling Yun's hand rang out.
Looking at the corpses of the little devils all over the ground, Ling Yun pretended to be sorry and said: "Ah, I'm sorry. I missed a word when I said hello just now. Hi, he. You guys are so good. Well, it's okay to say it like this."
If those unlucky guys heard what Ling Yun said, they would probably burst into anger.
Checked the task progress: 96/2000.
Alas, the revolution has not yet succeeded. Comrades must work harder.
Open the electronic map. You can reach the Science and Technology Museum by turning around the street in front of you.
There were actually foreign players sneaking up on the road. From time to time, they fired cold shots from the nearby buildings. They ran wildly with blood bottles on their heads. Ling Yun couldn't care about that much anymore. He was in a hurry.
Finally, intensive gunfire came from the front. It seemed that the battle was very fierce.
Seven feet big.
Everyone was trapped in the science and technology museum building. There were German devils and foreign players everywhere.
Those players holding junk firearms come from different countries and regions. They are on their own guard. There is no sense of unity. No one is willing to step forward to die. The equipment they carry is really bad. Especially the whiteboard weapon in their hands. It is better than a fire stick. Not going anywhere.
Ling Yun flashed into a building. The building had already been riddled with holes by shells. However, the big holes in the wall became a good hiding spot for the players.
Several guys with white headscarves on their heads were lying under the window sill. They fired a few shots from time to time. They spoke the indigenous language of West Asia, which made Ling Yun sweat violently.
Afghan refugees, no, look more like La.
He's the younger brother under Den's command.
"Hi.#@￥%￥#&×..." Ling Yun patted a guy on the shoulder.
Listening to Ling Yun's Martian bird language, the guy turned around blankly. "What did you say?"
Ling Yun took out his Nepali saber and chopped him to the ground. "Idiot, you don't even know this. I told you there are enemies behind you."
The few remaining guys hurriedly picked up their pistols and shot. Unfortunately, the Lingyun equipment and technology in front of them were far beyond their imagination.
The terrorists were tortured until they had a mental breakdown. One guy pulled off his turban and hung himself from the rafter.
"KAO. After a long time of effort, nothing exploded. It's really unlucky." Ling Yun kicked the corpse in front of him and put Desert Storm on the window.
Desert Storm fired mercilessly. Every time it roared, an enemy corpse would be left on the ground. In less than 5 minutes, Ling Yun had killed 40 foreigners.
At this time, it was seven feet big.
There was a loud noise from the building where they were located, followed by gunfire inside.
Several guys wearing camouflage uniforms and bulletproof helmets held M4A1s and quietly touched them. Their movements were smooth and professional, and their cooperation was extremely tacit.
The USA logo was very eye-catching. Ling Yun's heart skipped a beat. Cold sweat soaked his clothes.
U.S. Marine Corps Special Forces. I didn’t expect to meet my colleagues today.
"Seven feet tall. Breasts. Be careful at the door. Those guys in the past are American special forces." He hurriedly sent a voice message and quickly adjusted the sniper rifle in his hand.
There was loud gunfire at the door of the building. The American special forces were tightly suppressed at the door. You must know that the seven-foot-high...
The guy in their hands is also very ferocious.
A guy who looked like a captain made a gesture. The special forces next to him nodded knowingly. They formed a human ladder and sent one of the special forces up to the window on the second floor.
The plan is good. Unfortunately, there is Ling Yun next to them who is eyeing them.
The AWM sniper rifle roared. The special soldier who had just climbed up the window had a bullet hole in his temple. Then the body fell from the window sill.
At a distance of about 50 meters, even their sweat pores can be seen clearly in the sniper scope. If they miss, Ling Yun can find a piece of tofu and kill them.
The American special forces were startled and immediately disbanded the ladder. The captain threw a grenade in from the window.
The violent explosion blew a big hole in the floor of the two-story building. Bricks and dust fell one after another. It was seven feet wide.
Ru and others were lying in ambush at the entrance of the stairs. The power of the high-explosive grenade was too great. The flying shrapnel directly cut them to pieces.
The special forces soldier next to him once again took out a high-explosive grenade and pulled the tab away. The grenade hissed and emitted green smoke. It seemed that these guys were well prepared. They were not comparable to those rabble-rousers from other countries.
The situation is very critical. If this grenade flies up, Lina and the others will definitely suffer casualties.
The moment the guy picked up the grenade, the AWM sniper rifle rang again.
The bullet penetrated directly through the shoulder of the special soldier. The powerful impact caused him to hit the wall. The guy didn't hang up. However, the grenade in his hand fell at his feet.
"Asshole." The captain cursed. The explosion sent all the American special forces flying out and reduced them to residual health.
The captain was completely blackened by the explosion. His camouflage uniform was full of big holes. His outfit was even sharper than Brother Sharp.
When other people saw the American soldiers being embarrassed, they all applauded and whistled in unison. These guys usually hate the United States very much. Some people began to take advantage of the opportunity to make cold shots. Everyone wanted to beat up the drowned dog.
There was another dull gunshot. A bloody hole opened in the chest of the special forces captain. He slowly fell down.
The laughter stopped. Only then did everyone realize that there was a deadly killer hidden around them.
Bang. There was another gunshot. But this gunshot was much louder than the sound of the AWM.
"Bullshit. Brother Death. That beauty from Amélie is dead. There are snipers on the other side." The voice message came. It was seven feet big.
Rui's words were full of grief and anger.
There was no time to think too much. Ling Yun had already rushed in the direction everyone was looking at.
On the platform of an eight-story tower.
Long Er gently stroked the Finland Star sniper rifle in his hand. This is a gold-level killer weapon. Ever since he got this gun during that hidden mission, this guy has simply become his lover.
SAKORG-42 professional sniper gun (Star of Finland). Caliber 338 Lapua Mag. This gun can kill prey at a distance of up to 2,000 meters. It combines amazing destructive power with light weight. It can be called one of the world's top sniper rifles. one.
