I will beat whoever eats chicken

Chapter 97 Hunter and Prey

The thin man squinted his eyes and looked at both sides of the road when he came, so as to avoid being backstabbed by the people behind him after getting out of the car.

There was no movement in the housing area before getting off the car. They just got out of the car when the battle in the housing area started. There should be only two teams listening to the movement.

They may be afraid that the third team driving here will eat them all, so they want to resolve each other's battle as soon as possible.

When the thin man heard the gunshots, he wanted to rush over and have a kick. Small-scale battles were fought very fast, and a team might be wiped out in a few seconds. He wanted to launch a surprise attack before the winning team had a chance to breathe. The praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.

But he was immediately stopped by his teammates, and the fat man fought in front of him, telling him clearly that there was no way out.

"You can't be greedy in this wave, just go up the mountain to take advantage of the location, and I'll watch you attack."

"...Okay, I'll listen to you first, but this team is a big threat to us in the later stage, so we need to give priority to it."

"I don't need you to tell me. I'm optimistic about the observation position. You lie down on the cliff and rocky area, and I see someone give you a shot."

The fatty grunted and ran up the hill. You can imagine how embarrassing it was for him just by looking at his size.

After finally climbing to the expected position, he was already gasping for breath, and his respiratory tract was in pain.

"Wait...wait for me, wait for me to catch my breath...hey, I can't do it, I need to rest..."

When the fat man opened his eyes, the eyes were black and full of shiny gold spots, so that's what it means to see gold stars.

"Grass! You deserve to lose weight!" The thin man set his sound-absorbing mini carbine on the stone. In fact, his position is good enough, but the forest on the hillside is relatively dense, with luxuriant branches and leaves, so that there are many trees in his field of vision. Obstacles, only a few windows in the room area can be seen.

"Fatty, I saw one. I marked it. The window on the third floor of a three-story building is in the direction of our parking."

"I... I saw it too. They couldn't hear my silencer. I fired a shot first to shift the position. Then you shoot him down... Wait until I adjust the elevation angle of the scope, so it won't be accurate."

The bullets of the Vss reeling machine fall too much. This is one of the manifestations of the system’s application of the game mechanism. If you want to shoot accurately, you must lift the muzzle of the gun exaggeratedly. Whether you can hit it depends on fate.

Or adjust the so-called zeroing, which is the elevation angle of the scope. Its function is to automatically lift the muzzle for you through the optical angle when you aim. Of course, this is exaggerated in the game settings.

The scope of the threading machine itself has a scale to help calculate the falling point of the bullet, but even so it is not easy to use. The gun feeling cultivated by the fat man is to set the zero to full when shooting more than 200 meters, which is 200 meters. The meter returns to zero, and he doesn't plan to shoot more 300 meters or 400 meters. Of course, this is the situation on the plains.

At this time, he was about 300 meters away from the target, because one mountain went up and the other went down, so after careful calculation, it might be worth a try.

The fat man adjusted the elevation angle of the scope, then aimed the reticle at the head in the window, and slowly raised the reticle so that the third mark below the reticle scale was level with his head.

"One two... shoot!"

呲味~
The sound of the spinning machine was like simmering water. Two shots hit the enemy's head, but the damage was extremely low. Even if the two shots hit the head, they could not knock him down. Fortunately, the thin man had a tacit understanding with him.

The shot was slow for a moment but harmless, and the mini shot the man in the head, and the man fell to the ground.

"Nice! Next is his teammate, let me see where this naughty guy is..." Fatty shifted his position while checking the direction of the housing area.

For the survivors in the housing area, the fat man is absolutely safe now. Survivors will undoubtedly give priority to the direction of the thin man's shooting. It will take a while to determine the exact location after a shot is silenced.

It was enough for him to transfer calmly. On the hillside directly east of the housing area, the fat man raised his gun and caught the figure of the survivor from the scope.

"I found you!" Fatty glanced at the map on the phantom interface and called out, "In the yellow bungalow next to the third floor, he sealed the smoke to save his teammates."

"Fatty shoot him, don't let him throw the smoke! Make your firepower look fierce, force him to risk running out of the house to kill teammates, I will blow his head off."

呲味味~
The fat man pressed the gun extremely steadily, and the wire twister fired three consecutive shots in single-shot mode, and then fired three more shots after a pause that was so short that it was almost impossible to distinguish.

Three shots and one round, Fatty fired a total of six rounds, and the bullets fell very concentratedly. Unfortunately, the nature of the firearm itself is there, no matter how firmly he presses it, the trajectory of the bullets will not become the trajectory of the laser gun.

He missed a single shot, but scared the enemy into a panic. The smoke bomb was thrown out and hit the wall and bounced back. It exploded in the small toilet, billowing thick smoke.

The guy was frightened by the dense bullets, and ran out of the house without thinking twice. The moment he opened the door, the mini carbine shot. The bullet went into his neck, and came out from the back of his neck with a stream of plasma.

"Hey! I shot it wrong!" The thin man fired a few more shots angrily, but the first shot failed to hit the head, and the next two shots to the body failed to kill the opponent.

The enemy moved closer to the third floor in a wave of snakeskin, and they were about to climb in through the window. Once they entered the house, their previous cooperation, marksmanship, and ambush were all meaningless!

"Grass! Grass! Grass!"

The thin man roared while shooting, his bullets fluttered under the influence of emotions, it would be the real fate if he could hit it.

The man put his hands on the window sill, and his body rose into the air. Another 5.56 caliber bullet of a different mini carbine flew over from a distance, piercing his waist just right, causing him to burst into a cloud of blood in the air. The thin light in the fog rushed to the sky and disappeared.

The thin man froze for a moment, he thought he had hit him, "Hmph! Make me angry?"

"It's not your head..." The fat man narrowed his eyes and looked at the kill prompt on the phantom interface.

"What did you say?"

"You didn't kill this man, it was Wu Tong. I remember this man. He was one of the strong men from the central city. I blew up his teammate to death."

"How is it possible! We drove him for a run, how could he catch up! I don't believe it!" The thin man growled in a low voice. He knew that his current location was not safe, so he quickly got up and ran up the mountain. There were more trees in the higher places.

He couldn't help but believe the fact that the kill prompt clearly stated that Wu Tong killed that person, and the thin man only got the number of heads he had knocked down before.

"He has been following us, this shot is to warn us..."

(End of this chapter)