I will beat whoever eats chicken

Chapter 4 Mauser
He was unable to use a rifle because of his injuries, so he shot randomly with the 18mm pistol at hand. The Corlock [-] automatic pistol, which can be loaded with an extended magazine, can almost be used as a submachine gun.

The bullets shot out, the silencer perfectly canceled out the gunfire and gunshots, and the bullets quickly emptied out. Brother Feng's vision has not yet recovered, but he knows that he is not dead!

'Could it be hit by me? '

Brother Feng couldn't believe this. He didn't believe that a person who would lure the enemy with the sound of a gun and then throw a grenade from a broken window would be killed by his random shooting.

But when his eyesight recovered, he suddenly saw a small pool of blood and a wooden box beside his feet!
The big man was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Korok in his hand, frowned and opened the phantom interface. The latest kill information was that 'Wu Tong' killed 'Night Wolf'!
'It's him! '

Brother Feng subconsciously looked in the direction of the church, his eyes flickering.

If the person who was sucked into this world had played that sandbox game before, then the name displayed on him would be the name of the game, such as this Night Wolf.

If you haven't touched the game, your real name will be displayed, such as Wu Tong.

Brother Feng's cheeks twitched slightly, and he had a better understanding of the mechanism of this world.He also complained just now that many elementary school students use their real names to play games. It seems that those are newcomers who have never been exposed to games.

Wu Tong jumped off from the top of the church, landed heavily on his knees slightly bent, then turned in through the window, and returned to the original place to set up m16.

When Brother Feng came back after having his blood pumped and licked the box, Wu Tong asked him what he got as if he didn't know anything.

"Good marksmanship."

"I don't understand what you said." Wu Tong gritted his teeth and denied it.

Brother Feng sneered, "I've seen the scene. Although there is no corpse left, but looking at the blood splattered on the wall, you only fired one shot. There was brain in the blood. You exploded that guy's head, right?"

He licked a bolt-action sniper from the box, a Mauser 98k, a rifle produced in Germany during World War II.

Because of its good performance and high accuracy, a batch of the most accurate ones were selected from the mass-produced Mausers and transformed into sniper rifles.

Even after the war, this gun was loved by gun enthusiasts.

As soon as Wu Tong saw the gun, the relevant history of the gun appeared in his mind, but he didn't show it.

Leng Feng looked at the 98k in his hand, then at Wu Tong, and sneered, "Boy, you have something to hide from me. You may not have played this sandbox game, but you must have played with guns before. The rustiness of the gun is all pretended, right?"

"Before I was sucked into this world, I was just a poorly searched college student. I didn't participate in the military training due to illness. Wherever I went to touch a gun, I never saw it. The gun just now was just my luck, and it was also your luck. "

Wu Tong muffled and sat aside holding the gun, and began to fiddle with the double mirror on his m16.

The [-]x optical sight is a commonly used magnification lens, which is suitable for short-range single-shot bursts. If the shooter is experienced, he can even use the triple-shot mode to hit mid-range enemies.

Leng Feng nodded thoughtfully, and handed over the high-precision 98k, "You use this gun."

"what?"

"As soon as the gun is fired here, idiots who are not afraid of death and think they are hanging will come to pick up the leak. You go to the top of the church and wait. Someone comes, kill him!"

Wu Tong glanced at the gun, "Okay, but I need a higher magnification scope."

Leng Feng grinned, "You're lucky, that guy found a quadruple mirror, took it and installed it himself."

He threw the 98k and the quadruple mirror to Wu Tong. When Wu Tong was reloading, Leng Feng suddenly put the silencer pistol in the opponent's heart!
Leng Feng warned again, "Boy, be careful with the muzzle of your gun, even if you have a good gun in your hand and take advantage of the geographical advantage, I can counterattack and kill you in a second!"

Wu Tong didn't even raise his head, he was calibrating the 98k rifling, his movements were skillful, like a fart college student!This seemed to be something he was born with, and even he himself was puzzled by it.

"I don't need to shoot you. Let's live together to the top seven and see what the world is like."

As soon as the words fell, there was another gunshot at the place where the gunfight took place just now!

This time the gunshots were short and urgent. It sounded like the sound of a submachine gun. A submachine gun is very useful in urban street fighting.

Wu Tong turned over and jumped out of the window. He went up to the top floor of the church from the outer staircase, and hid himself behind the stone wall.

He set up the 98k and looked at the place where the battle just happened through the quadruple mirror.

(End of this chapter)