It wasn’t a stray bullet that hit the helmet-at the moment when Allen leaned out to shoot, the leader also flashed out of the bunker and fired a series of short shots at him with a rifle. Then the picture was a violent shaking, and a lens recorder was already facing the lead gray sky.
One hundred and seventy meters is not too difficult for a trained shooter to hit a half-length target with a rifle.
The rifle in the leader’s hand may be the one with the highest accuracy in the hands of this group of heretical believers.
Allen unloaded his backpack and leaned out with a sniper rifle.
"chug chug-"
It’s a string of short-shot assault rifles. Allen is really familiar with it, but this time, when he leaned out, his backpack was not hit by a hit bullet. Rock fragments on the boulder surface splashed and smashed Allen.
The opponent’s marksmanship is not as good as Allen thought. It seems that luck accounted for a larger proportion in that gun just now.
The leader on the other side is flustered and frustratedly changing the magazine-his marksmanship is not bad, but he just hit that shot because of luck-I’m afraid this type of assault rifle is twice as old as him, and the rifling on the side of the barrel is worn away, so it’s almost impossible to see that it can still hit people at this distance, which is considered as an outbreak.
"Depend! This is over, mom! Mom! " The leader retreated to the back of the bunker with a gun and cursed a series of dirty words bitterly.
His department has been killed, and no one can help him attract fire, and he has successfully killed the sniper himself in the first round of shooting …
But the other party is still alive!
I saw the sniper fall back. How could he not die? !
A 10 mm caliber bullet can tear a large piece of meat even if it is rubbed, but how can a sniper have the ability to act when he is shot in the half?
Is the other party wearing heavy power armor?
Then you still have a fart chance to win!
He has two magazines left, but what does it matter? This gun doesn’t penetrate the sniper wearing heavy armor. Even if you let yourself beat yourself in front of him, there’s nothing you can do about it …
He curled up his body as much as possible, pressed his legs against his ass without protective gear, bowed his head and clung to the bunker-filled boulder. He didn’t know when another bullet that could explode would burst … This feeling of waiting for the other side to pronounce his fate was really a kind of torture.
He couldn’t help but reach into his pocket and touch out a polished black stone symbol, which will hold the stone symbol in his palm and whisper "Great God … please … please bless me … I don’t want to die …"
Some ironies are that although this leader is very loyal to great gods and sects on weekdays, he is very enthusiastic, but this is all just an act. He really doesn’t believe in any great gods. It seems that the prophet and others have gained great power because they have hit a lucky luck in some Alpha ruins …
However, he is a wise man, and before the small exile group to which he belongs was annexed by heretical sects, he had already seen the strength and development potential of heretical sects. Besides banishing them to the Ark, heretical sects would obviously become the second largest human force on Alpha Star.
So he brought in several exiles who were usually better with him, launched a mutiny and assassinated the leader of this group of exiles. Loyal to the leader, he took the initiative to join the cult with more than 50 exiles left, and it was for this reason that he sat in the position of leader.
"What great god is a fart at all!" He often thinks, "If you are lucky, you can find something in the ruins, and maybe you can do better than the prophet."
He never touches those parasitic "tools" that have been eroded-he seems that people who have lost their lives by so-called faith are a bunch of bloody pens.
But now he is eager for the "great god" and it is best to hear his prayers to save him as a "loyal believer" in danger.
Chapter four hundred and seventy We will be equal to each other
At this moment, the black rune stone in his palm suddenly exudes a hot temperature. This change makes him stunned-the gas temperature in the molten mining area is nearly 100 degrees Celsius. The high temperature in Baidu is completely isolated, but now the temperature of the black rune stone is like a protective glove, which continuously penetrates into his skin.
He almost held not a stone but a red-hot iron ingot by himself!
The leader quickly spread his palm and saw that the black rune stone was engraved with the skull emblem, which was emitting dark red light. He took another look at the thermometer reading, and there was no abnormality in direct contact with the rune stone, and the gloves did not melt or burn.
"Don’t, don’t … great god really apparition? ！” The leader suddenly felt an ecstasy and knelt down to lift the Fu Shi over his head and connect his head with his head. "Great God, please help me!" I am your most devout believer! "
Once those thoughts were left behind by him at this moment, and now all he has left is the idea of "praising the great god". Even the helmet protective mask was cracked several times and oxygen was constantly leaking out.
The sound of "devout believers" suddenly rang in his mind.
"Is a great god? ！” He looked up at once and looked around. "It’s not … it’s the prophet!"
Although he has never spoken to the prophet’s adult, a "fanatical believer" prophet will not lag behind for a long time every time he preaches, and he will naturally know his first friend by heart.
This made him feel "thumped" … Is this black rune a remote communication device excavated in a relic?