infinite boiling

Chapter 328 Annihilation caused by one person

The escaped mutants entered the field of view of the scope when they were about 800 meters away from Tang Zheng, and then made an angle of 800 degrees with him, and ran in a straight line without thinking. Their goal was the sparse white birch on the right side of Tang Zheng. In the forest belt, only by rushing in, maybe they can escape the pursuit of the adventure group, but this distance of more than [-] meters has become an insurmountable gap for them.

With the sound of gunfire, two more men on the surface fell down, and even the children on their backs fell to the ground, crying loudly in fright.

The open land in front of them is not suitable for fleeing at all, not to mention that each of them has their families and heavy luggage. In the last days, they don't want to lose every item of supplies, even if they pay their lives for it.

Tang Zheng calmed down, the muzzle of the gun moved slightly, and his eyes were nailed on the last wasteland man. After pulling the trigger, the guy with an excited face fell down instantly and fell into the snow.

Keng, the brass shell was thrown away, and Tang Zheng locked on the target again. Hearing the opponent's shout, he knew that his sneak attack had been discovered. The reason why the opponent didn't fight back was because he didn't know where the target was hiding and didn't want to waste bullets.

Bang, Tang Zheng shot again, luck finally left him, the target slid on the ground, accidentally dodged the shot, and the lucky one who survived immediately made a few rolls on the spot, and when he stopped, the muzzle of the gun Already heading in the direction the bullet came from.

Whoosh, two bullets shot into the snow beside Tang Zheng, barely grazing his flesh.

"As expected of a wastelander, his marksmanship is accurate enough. Are you planning to hit the excess loot with every bullet?" Tang Zheng didn't load the gun, but crawled forward with hands and feet, and climbed to another fir tree.

Tang Zheng was too careful. The wastelanders were not willing to waste bullets to fight back. However, their methods were extremely efficient. Because some strangers entered the 'hunting ground', the adventure group instantly increased their attack power, and the escaped mutants went back to attack again. Three were knocked over.

The usual tactic of the adventure group is to chase the mutants three to 400 meters behind, always threatening them with death and exhausting their physical strength before attacking, but now they just want to catch the prey as soon as possible, and then deal with those cold guns enemy.

Tang Zheng was not polite, so he just used these to practice, so another member of the regiment was shot through the chest,
"Don't pursue the headshot effect, hit the torso, you will die!" Tang Zheng muttered, making his mind more concentrated, and after firing another bullet, he started to crawl again regardless of whether he hit the target or not.

Sigh, two bullets hit his hiding place. The adventure group did not want to suffer such meaningless casualties. A man carrying an AK47 who should be the head of the group roared a few times, and immediately five people left the pursuit team. Move quickly towards Tang Zheng.

"Shooting in a straight line should be easier than obliquely, right?" Tang Zheng was eager for them to charge forward. He took out a Kevlar helmet and put it on his head. He was too lazy to dodge. When they entered the scope, he decisively Fire it, and load it.

Pfft, just like a felled tree, another unlucky ghost fell down. Tang Zheng liked the feeling of sniping, but the next moment he was sad. The opponent shot short bursts, and a dozen bullets hit his face In the thick snow, there were even a few whoosh shot past the ear, which made Tang Zheng smell the smell of death.

"Fuck, that bastard Trojan horse, doesn't he have any props to protect his head?" Tang Zheng didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, he moved obediently, changed positions, and continued shooting.

Bang, missed, the second shot, cheated again, shooting the moving target was indeed laborious, especially after the opponent became vigilant, but Tang Zheng was not in a hurry, and still firmly pulled the trigger, bang, finally hit.

Puff, the 3P attack bag was hit, Tang Zheng immediately felt a rush of momentum, and heard the sound of bullets hitting the magazine.

"I can't play anymore." The opponent has rushed into 200 meters and is not suitable for sniper rifle combat at all. Tang Zheng didn't want to make fun of his life, so he decisively changed into an AK74M and began to fight back.

This time, the remaining three felt a nightmare befalling them, for they faced a conqueror who didn't know what saving was.

Chu chu, the AK74M spewed out dazzling muzzle flames, pouring bullets, and with the sound of whirring, the snow was flying, and the three poor people fell down immediately. Just now, they could rely on their experience to take advantage of the intermittent impact of the opponent's loading, but now the front It was full of bullets whizzing by, and they dared not charge even if they were killed.

"Is this guy a lunatic? He's already fired three magazines!" The wastelanders have extremely rich combat experience, and it's not a problem to hear these things.

"Isn't it good to finish the fight? I'd rather deal with an unarmed guy." Another wastelander hiding in the rock spit, but before he could finish speaking, his companion lying in the snowdrift was blown off his head.

When the mutant saw someone helping him and he was about to be overtaken, he gave it all up. Instead of running away, he found a few rocks as cover and organized a counterattack on the spot.

Tang Zheng put down the AK74M, picked up the M200, and aimed at the target several hundred meters away. Because all of them were crawling or squatting and shooting at the mutants, in Tang Zheng's eyes, they were completely targets, and both shots were successful.

The wastelanders hiding behind the rocks heard the sound of sniper guns, and thought that Tang Zheng had run out of bullets from his assault rifle, so he jumped out with his companions, but before he could run a few steps, the other party suddenly picked up the gun and hung it on his chest strap. The AK74M in front fired a strafing shot towards its side.

The companion was like a sieve that had been leaked, shaking his body, and fell back on his back. The remaining wastelanders squatted down quickly, only holding up their guns to threaten to shoot, and didn't care about saving ammunition.

Hearing the sound of a sniper rifle in front of him again, this guy was about to die of rage. He raised his head secretly and saw the tactical backpack and the slightly exposed half of the barrel on the snow, and immediately swept out half of the magazine towards it. He fired bullets, but the expected scream did not come, he immediately sensed that something was wrong, and just about to move his position, a bullet shot at him, piercing his head.

Tang Zheng jumped out from a snow slope next to him, ran towards the M200 in two strides, changed the magazine, and started shooting.

At this time, the adventure group was about to take down the mutants. Apart from the women and children, only two old men were still fighting. All the young and strong men died in battle. On the snow-covered ground, corpses in dirty clothes and bright red blood blinked abnormally.

The head of the regiment heard the gunshot on the hillside and knew that the five members of the regiment he had sent were dead.

"Retreat." The regiment leader gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at the hillside, and gave the order to retreat. He didn't care about the lives of his subordinates, but knew that the hunt had failed. That guy made the wedding dress, and it took too long, maybe even his own side will take it all in one piece. Now that he retreats, at least there is still time, and he can hang behind the other party and find a chance to shoot a black gun.

Seeing the fat loss from their mouths, the team members cursed angrily, and some of them didn't listen to the command and continued to attack, trying to take down the mutants.

"Want to escape?" Tang Zheng chose those who left as targets and killed them one by one. He wanted to kill them all.

"Leader, he wants to catch them all in one go." A member of the regiment just yelled, and found a ball of blood erupting from the leader's chest, and was beaten to death, so he didn't dare to stay any longer and ran wildly.

Facing a few targets who only knew how to escape, Tang Zheng accepted it unceremoniously. After confirming that there were no survivors in the adventure group, Tang Zheng aimed his gun at the mutants.

The men were dead, the women and the older children took up their rifles and watched the hillside, and then there was a silent confrontation that lasted 5 minutes.

"I have no malicious intentions. You can leave with your own things." Tang Zheng saw the fighting will of these mutants and was very impressed. He shouted loudly, "If I shot, you would have died long ago."

A demonstrative shot was fired, and snowflakes splashed around a woman's feet. They were at an absolute disadvantage. They believed that Tang Zheng had no malice, so they silently carried their bags and children, without crying or complaining, and sweeping away After glancing at the dead bodies of her husband and brother, she continued on her way.

"I allow you to pick up the corpses of five adventurers, and all the spoils belong to you." Tang Zheng sighed, unable to bear it, and shouted again.

Hearing this, the women were overjoyed. After hesitating for a while, they immediately ran to the adventurer's corpse and pulled them out, leaving nothing behind.

When they left again, they finally had a hint of a smile. A few children in thick clothes peeked towards the hillside, and saw that tall and burly figure, like a resolute mountain.

Tang Zheng jumped out of the hiding spot, not worried that those women would shoot black guns, walked to the corpse, and searched for the loot.

More than a dozen various rifles, military stabs, more than 600 rounds of ammunition, all kinds of messy things, especially a grenade was found from the head of the regiment. The trophies of these dozens of people add up to nearly [-] bottles The value of the cover is a big gain for any wastelander, but Tang Zheng was unhappy.

"Are you really going to rob mutant tribes?" Riding a velociraptor, Tang Zheng thought of the women and children who had left, and Tang Zheng felt very heavy. Could it be that he was really going to be a robber? He is also very resistant.

"Let's see." When Tang Zheng returned to the team, there was a lot of exclamation. When they saw him carrying a lot of captured rifles, they immediately came up to him.

"What, killed an adventure group of more than 20 people by one person?" Hearing Tang Zheng's narration, Rosicky and his party almost stared.

"You shouldn't let those mutants go. They are good slaves. Even if no one buys them, you can still let women become prostitutes and children become cannon fodder." An adventurer beat his feet and chest, feeling sorry for Tang Zheng's waste Regret, it would be great if I ran into him, this time I would have made a lot of money.

"You still allow them to pick up the loot? You won't burn your forehead, right?" Someone asked where the young rifle went, and when they learned that Tang Zheng had given it away, they immediately screamed, wanting to find a good person in the wasteland world. It's harder than climbing to the sky.

"Tang Zheng, we are robbing the tribe of mutants this time, are you okay?" Rosicky didn't expect Tang Zheng to be such a pain in the ass, how could this guy be so kind.

(End of this chapter)