I will beat whoever eats chicken

Chapter 38 Look How Handsome They Are
He slammed the steering wheel hard, Yu Xiaoxiao shook his head and smiled wryly at him, after all, Wu Tong was just a big kid who hadn't entered the society.

"Little brother, I can't wait until you return to reality, only to find that all of this is just a dream of yours. You just fell into a coma in a car accident. In the coma, you had a long, long dream, so realistic that it was indistinguishable from reality. .”

"Hehe, my body hurts from being hit by a bullet and I want to die. How could it be a dream. I suspect that this is a conspiracy by aliens against the earth. They enjoy watching humans fight each other."

"Puff~ Your imagination is different from mine. What I think is that the human government has prompted these things. The specific reason is not clear. Who cares, they have come in anyway. Whether they can get out or how to get out is not up to us. of."

Wu Tong didn't say anything. From the different versions of the illusory thoughts the two of them had about the same thing, they could see their mutual personalities. Yu Xiaoxiao's life in reality should be very difficult.

He glanced at the woman in the rearview mirror, and at the same time saw a small black spot appearing in the rearview mirror, not counting as a larger black spot.

Wu Tong adjusted the rearview mirror and took a closer look. The black spot was a motorcycle coming fast from the end of the road!
"Wang Defa! There is someone else behind!"

"Brother, do I want to shoot!"

"Change seats! You drive, and I'll take care of the ones behind!" Wu Tong and Yu Xiaoxiao had a series of physical contact and friction in the car, but the two of them were not in the mood to pay attention to it at the time.

The driver's and co-pilot's positions were exchanged, the jeep moved in a serpentine manner, and the tires made a few wavy black marks on the ground.

Wu Tong leaned out half of his body from the co-pilot and raised his gun to aim at the motorcycle behind him. Only now did he know why the protagonist in the movie chased the villain's car, and the villain couldn't hit the protagonist no matter how he shot, it was too fucking shaky!

"Sister Xiaoxiao, drive steadily!"

Yu Xiaoxiao looked confused, she felt as stable as a mountain in the car, and there was almost no sense of shaking, "I will try my best...be careful, little brother! Turn ahead!"

"what……"

The steering wheel was slammed to the right, and Wu Tong was almost thrown out of the car window. When the jeep stabilized again, the motorcycle chasing their buttocks was already very close. The driver was wearing a mask and sunglasses, plus The helmet and clothes were so tightly covered that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

At the same time, a short gun with a sense of technology sticks out from behind the motorcycle driver, and another head sticks out.

"Fuck! Dagger!" Wu Tong screamed and retracted his body into the car, and a .45 pistol bullet shot over in an instant and exploded the right rearview mirror of the jeep.

The gunshot of this submachine gun was very light, like a series of chugs with a slight metal echo, and the bullets in a magazine were emptied in an instant. If Wu Tong hadn't retracted quickly, he would definitely have turned into a gun hanging on the car. Dead bodies at the windows!
"What dagger? It's Victor! Someone really dares to use Victor!" Yu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and stepped on the accelerator. The speed of the jeep had already reached the limit, but the distance between the two cars was still decreasing.

The speed of the opponent changing magazines is very fast, and the speed of pouring bullets is even faster!Bullet after bullet hit the jeep's buttocks, and the window glass behind it had been shattered long ago, but Wu Tong didn't dare to fight back at all. Now he was praying that the other party's marksmanship could not hit them.

From time to time, bullets brushed past their heads, Yu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and said, "Thirteen rounds, he didn't have expansion magazines, each magazine only has thirteen bullets."

Wu Tong listened to the gunshot with a sinking heart. The other party was indeed loaded with more than a dozen bullets. He thought of the dagger submachine gun in other games, which usually used the detachable magazine of the Glock pistol, which was exactly thirteen rounds. The amount of ammunition is loaded, and it also has its own dedicated 28 or [-] rounds of ammunition magazine.

But Yu Xiaoxiao said that Victor in the game uses the general-purpose expansion of the charge, not a special magazine, and the loading capacity is 25 rounds. Although it is a little less than the special one, it is also much more than thirteen rounds.

"Damn it! I didn't expect to be...fucked! A submachine gun is so overwhelming that I dare not show my face!" Wu Tong used a short sword in other games. They joked that this gun was a thick phlegm spit gun. Like phlegm, you will be covered in face-to-face in close combat, and the speed of fire is skyrocketing!
Yu Xiaoxiao said helplessly, "It is reasonable to say that no one would use this gun. It is useless in medium and long-distance combat, and if the accessories are not enough, the recoil will be very strong, and the ballistic trajectory will be very scattered without a muzzle suppressor..."

"Plus the fact that it shoots fast, so the recoil when you shoot it goes to heaven?" Wu Tong took over her words. In fact, in his impression, the automatic fire of the dagger submachine gun is easy to control. This gun gives people a strong technology. The feeling comes from its shape design, and the details of many parts are in line with the ergonomic design. In reality, it is far from being as difficult to control as Yu Xiaoxiao said.

Wu Tong touched a shock bomb from his waist with his backhand, and said with a wry smile, "Our physical fitness in this world is stronger than the elites in the special forces. How can we not suppress the recoil of a submachine gun? How ridiculous!"

He pulled the ring, counted silently for two seconds and threw a shock bomb from the car window. Yu Xiaoxiao quickly closed her eyes and slammed on the brakes. The jeep stopped suddenly at high speed and slid forward uncontrollably for a long distance before stopping!
During this process, Wu Tong and Yu Xiaoxiao closed their eyes at the same time, and the two unlucky ghosts on the motorcycle behind were deprived of vision and hearing by the shock bombs that exploded in the air. , the motorcycle turned over when it was shaking, and the two of them were thrown out at once, and the fall was terrible!

Wu Tong jumped out of the car when the car stopped suddenly, changed his standing posture into a squatting posture, held up the m4 assault rifle with both hands, and swept out half of the shuttle. the person who knocked down.

The unlucky guy fell off the motorcycle and had already lost most of his life. He was knocked down before his sight and hearing recovered, and he fell for no reason.

But the driver was better. Because he was wearing sunglasses, he was somewhat protected from the strong light of the shock bomb. When his vision recovered a little, he saw Wu Tong's gun pointed at him, da da da...

Wu Tong raised his head and poured down a can of drink, then squeezed the can, and took out the unique short-sword submachine gun from the blood-stained wooden box, "Why, this gun is more comfortable to hold than other firearms, whether it is grasping The grip position and the angle against the back support are quite comfortable, and the recoil should not be so great..."

Yu Xiaoxiao wiped her mouth after drinking her drink, "Maybe this just proves that the world we live in is a game where the rules can be changed at will. Brother, if you want to use Victor's words, I have the ability to charge and expand quickly."

"Sister Xiaoxiao, don't you use a submachine gun yourself..."

(End of this chapter)