It’s no wonder. Now the Scarlet Guild brought those hard-working sharpshooters from the Phoenix City. Now each of them has developed. The Scarlet Guild provides them with the western mining area and helps them with mission upgrades. There are already many of them equipped with top-notch equipment. .
Together with those sharpshooter players who come to admire the God of Death, plus the 10,000 elite warriors brought by Captain Li, the number of sharpshooters in Demon City now accounts for one-third of the entire server. For this war, Hans' The black market has contributed almost all sniper rifles. Although many of them are blank slates, these guys are extremely lethal and shine even more brilliantly in the hands of those elite troops.
There are still 500 meters away from the city wall. The coalition forces in the three main cities have lost more than a thousand people. White lights are rising in patches. These guys would rather drop one level and return to the main city to resurrect. They don't dare to resurrect in the Demon City.
The knight at the front was in miserable condition. His mouth was full of blood bottles, but he still couldn't stop the bullets that were rushing in. He only needed to be shot four or five times, and he was guaranteed to catch a cold.
"Hold on, brothers, hold on." Ao Wangtianxia roared, hiding in the crowd without showing his body. He was afraid that if he was targeted by the sniper of the God of Death, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.
300 meters.
The allied forces of the three main cities finally reached the attack range. The sharpshooters poked their heads out from behind their shields and fired back. The dense flying pets in the air rushed towards the city wall. Those guys were just cannon fodder at best.
"Snipers retreat. Machine gunners prepare." Ling Yun roared. The Barrett in his hand had been replaced by Desert Storm.
Ling Yun's order was quickly passed on. The snipers retreated at the same time. Rows of machine gunners moved forward. The tongues of fire were spitting wildly. The sound of gunshots resounded through the sky. Countless bullets turned into a golden storm, overwhelming the enemy camp like a heavy rain. And go.
The knights at the forefront of the coalition army were beaten back repeatedly by the bullets coming towards them. There were equipment and corpses under their feet. There were also a large number of white lights floating into the air.
Long Er was holding the Finland Star sniper rifle and secretly complaining. There must be too many sharpshooters on the opposite city wall. They were almost densely packed with moving heads.
The magazines of the sharpshooters in the first row were empty. They retreated collectively and replaced their magazines. At this time, the sharpshooters in the second row stepped forward and opened up their firepower without slowing down the intensity of the attack at all.
The golden bullet shells kept jingling and jumping happily on the soles of their feet.
"Fuck, are all the Scarlet Guild sharpshooters? How come there are so many of them?" Ao Wangtianxia yelled while holding a telescope. But there was nothing that could be done. The Scarlet Guild only had a total of 40,000 people, and the number of sharpshooters on the city wall was 30,000 or 40,000. Looking at the rows of blood-like colors, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.
In fact, there are 8,000 sharpshooters in the Scarlet Guild. Including the 5,000 troops, there are only 13,000 people. There are also 10,000 newly added sharpshooters. There are also 10,000 sharpshooters from the Demon City who came to join in the fun. There are also 12,000 NPC guards. No wonder the firepower So sharp.
All the ammunition for these people was provided by the Super Trading Center. This sharpshooter opened fire with full firepower. It was not his own money anyway.
The coalition forces of the three main cities could not enter the 200 meters in front of the city wall. Those overwhelming bullets intertwined into a gate of hell. Anyone who stepped through the gate of hell could only die.
Ling Yun threw Desert Storm to Xiao Diao Chan. He took out Barrett again. This heavy sniper is a super killer weapon. It can kill almost instantly with a single shot. And he never shoots randomly. He specifically aims at the opposite side. The snipers and guys like the squad leader and the president opened fire. There were no misses.
Little Diao Chan stuck her little butt out. It was not as high as the buttresses of the city wall, so she had to drag an ammunition box and climb up. Although her shooting skills were not very good, she didn't need to aim at all when facing enemies who were moving like ants.
The players next to her were filled with envy, jealousy and hatred when they saw the weapon in her hand. The purple-armored ghost weapon. Whose little doll is this? The thing in her hand is more valuable than all her belongings. Her father must be a rich and handsome man.
Ximen Chuipao was carrying four consecutive rocket launchers. He was bombarding the people below. Although those knights could withstand the bullets, they could not withstand the grenades. The air wave directly knocked over a large area, and then the bullets came in crazily. There were countless more corpses on the ground.
Seven feet big.
Rui and Linna were holding assault rifles. They were either pointing or scanning. The barrels of the guns were trembling. The barrels became extremely hot. It was almost impossible to hold them. They didn't know how many people were killed. They just felt that everything in front of them was a killing system. beep
The sound of gunfire was continuous. The group of guys below the city were beaten to death, almost to the height of the mountain.
Chao. In just ten minutes, more than 10,000 coalition forces from the three main cities have returned to the city for free.
Rivers of blood flowed. The ground was full of equipment. No one picked it up. The coalition forces rushed forward. Without the cover of the knights, the sharpshooters could not get close enough to plant C4 bombs. The 200-meter bullet blockade suddenly piled up mountains of corpses around them.
"Withdraw." Ao Wangtianxia roared. Even if we rush to the city now, the price we have to pay is too high. And if we have to open the city gate and blow up the city wall, we must have to pay even greater sacrifices. This is not worth it.
Two signal flares flew high into the sky. The coalition forces from the three main cities retreated like a tide, leaving behind equipment and corpses all over the ground.
At this moment, hundreds of figures flashed out not far away. Ye Jijing led his younger brother to quickly loot all the equipment on the ground. In less than two minutes, not even a copper plate was left on the ground.
The cheers on the city wall resounded throughout the Devil's City. People hugged each other and celebrated the victory of the first battle. Nearly 50,000 sharpshooters defeated the over 400,000-strong army on the opposite side, unable to even raise their heads. Moreover, With very few casualties, he killed nearly 13,000 players on the opposite side. Only then did the power of the sharpshooter truly show itself.
One sharpshooter may be easily killed. Ten of them can barely fight guerrillas. But if thousands of sharpshooters unite and rely on ultra-long-range attacks, the destructive power can be astonishing.
"Okay. Let's take a rest first." Ling Yun waved his hand to salute everyone. He turned and shouted to the guild's voice channel: "Assassin group, pay attention to the surrounding situation. Prevent the enemy from counterattack."
The night is very quiet. Now my backpack is filled with equipment. I am already very excited. "Don't worry, Brother Death. I promise to complete the mission."
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The teacup fell to the ground and rolled away. In order to prevent the subordinates from getting angry and smashing things, even the teacup was replaced with a stainless steel one.
"Those bloody bastards. Where did they get so many sharpshooters?" His chest was rising and falling violently. He was almost vomiting blood now.
Lu Feng, Young Master Long and others were drinking water and sitting beside them silently. The young presidents stared at them, not knowing what to say.
