Chapter 108

[shotgun: shotgun (excellent level ★★★★★)]

Attribute 1: power + 100 (penetration)

Attribute 2: adaptive double force increase

Attribute 3: adaptive * 10 coefficient agility increase (effective range)

Attribute 4: add additional level ∠ + 30 °

Caption: when this hot steel pipe is inserted into the enemy's throat, he will know what fear is.

……

The first reward is to increase the horizontal angle diffusion muzzle. The current shotgun has an angle fire coverage of 60 + 30, and the diffusion muzzle can make the shotgun reach a fire coverage of 150 °∠ at most.

This adaptive shotgun is much more powerful and firepower than the original world.

Abog's cold sweat slipped down his forehead and finally splashed on the black paint barrel.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his own soldiers who were supporting them.

A little peace of mind.

After tearing open the pale corners of his mouth and taking a deep breath, his hoarse voice rubbed each other like two pieces of broken glass.

"You won't do that, sir."

"Not what?"

"I don't think you want to be the enemy of the whole 50 district?"

"You don't really think you can represent zone 50 alone? You're a running dog. Can't you even figure out your own positioning?" Tang Zheng sneered.

A sullen look flashed in his eyes, but the barrel of the gun was against his face, and he couldn't be arrogant.

"There are at least 2000 elite behind me, all of whom are coming this way," Abbott tried to threaten.

As soon as the voice fell, he saw that the barrel of Tang Zheng's gun moved a little.

Get off his face.

Abbott was delighted.

Finally know you're scared?

It seems that the boy is sensible.

But before his thoughts fell, he saw Tang Zheng pull the plug and make a "click" sound.

Aimed at Abbott's ear.

"Bang!!!"

The huge gunshot directly pierced his right eardrum, blood flowed along his auricle, and the pain made his eyebrows and eyes frown.

The hot barrel of the gun sent out pungent smoke.

"There should be only 1800 people left now." Tang Zheng said, pausing, and came up to his intact left ear.

"Now there are 1800 people left!"

Abbott turned his head in disbelief.

The 200 elite just supported from the southwest were fired by Tang Zheng's shotgun and cleared!

There was a strong tremor in his eyes.

"How did you do it... With this gun?"

Captain Abbott of the native world has seen countless advanced gunfire technologies.

He has seen many weapons more powerful than this one.

But a shotgun was fired at a wide angle. The friendly support force 200 meters away was killed in an instant.

This

It was like a small pistol with a range of several kilometers, but it hit the power of Barrett.

Tang Zheng didn't answer, but started another topic: "now, connect the person with the highest voice in your 50 districts."

"Impossible! You alone... We still have 1800 elite troops! You alone..."

"Bang!!!"

"There are 1600 left." Tang Zheng moved the barrel away from his left ear this time.

Deafen him completely, not yet.

The cold sweat on Abbott's forehead continued to overflow, and his old face trembled with the horizontal flesh on his face.

It's not that he can't contact the Supreme Commander behind him.

Just... With more than 3000 raiding soldiers and his own 10% war horn buff, 1000 elite war losses were lost and sacrificed in the war, which is acceptable.

Because district 96 paid a more tragic price of nearly 10000 deaths.

War means bloodshed. Whichever side loses less blood, naturally it is victory.

But now... This young and even excessive boy... In the previous army of Abbott, this boy is just the egg of a bullied recruit.

Such a boy, carrying a powerful and outrageous shotgun, has killed 400 of his elite in a few seconds

He didn't dare to report such war damage to his superiors!

Not to mention that the boy wants to connect with his superiors. He must have no good intentions.

Just before Abbott hesitated, Tang Zheng's third large gunpowder bullet had been filled.

Click!

The cold plug pulled, right next to Abbott's left ear.

"This shot will explode with your head. I have no patience." Tang Zheng's tone became impatient.

Arburg glanced sideways at the barrel of the gun and swallowed hard.

After taking a few breaths like asthma, Abbott finally compromised.

Unfolding his own light curtain, he chose to connect his boss, the current chief executive of zone 50 and the initiator of the war - Tucson mo.

After briefly explaining the current situation of the war, Abbott pointed the light curtain at Tang Zheng.

"What do you want, young man from zone 96?" a vigorous and capable voice came from the other end of the light curtain.

Tucson Mo is extremely prepared. The 3000 elite under his hand are only advance troops and are Pathfinder.

It's best to clean up the river area in zone 96. It doesn't matter whether you kill it or not.

He united with the leaders of several other large tribes and the surrounding affiliated small tribes to assemble a total of 100000 troops.

All of them are equipped with bronze weapons, and the elite troops have iron weapons.

Although facing an area with a population of 20 million, this force is not enough to plug teeth.

But you should know, how many areas with a population of 20 million do not belong to combat readiness forces?

And how much power can be gathered in a moment?

He just needs to break all the way and recruit some players in zone 96 to become his own power.

It takes only one week to level zone 96.

In fact, when the number of players in zone 96 exceeds 2 million, there is no need to use forces from zone 50.

There's a little episode right now.

A young man has developed the latest shotgun, which is full of deterrence.

According to old Abbott, he can take the lives of 200 soldiers with one shot.

But none of this matters.

Can he kill 200, 2000, 20000 alone?

Symbolically stabilize him, young people have never seen anything in the world.

Ask him what he wants.

Money, beauty? Or suspend the invasion of zone 96?

Does he always have needs?

These can be promised.

Anyway, he promised what he said.

Just saying yes doesn't mean you'll do what he says.

A child like character who wants to rely on his own strength to stop the determination that zone 50 is bound to invade in an all-round way?

This is the funniest joke Tucson Mo has ever heard.

"Well, what do you need, my friend." listening to the brief silence over the light curtain, Tucson Mo asked again.

And soon, the other end gave an answer.

Tucson Mo's eyes widened in disbelief at the reply from the other end.

Said the young boy.

"I want your life. Now you can start running. See if my pursuit speed is fast or you run fast."

The voice drops and the light curtain is disconnected.

Tucson Morton sat in his chair and stared at the light curtain in front of him.

Soon after, he laughed instead of getting angry.

"Then I'll see how you killed me."

————

Zone 96, river 1 area.

Bend channel.

Tang Zheng took the muzzle of the gun and hit abog's temple.

"Shout out the players with positioning ability in your army."

"You're looking for your own death!"

"Pa!!"

In the backhand, a big slap hit abog's face, and one of his dentures was hit and spit out by the roots.

"Your father's immortality has something to do with your mother! Shout out the players with positioning ability in your army to me!!!"

Tang Zheng is very angry now.

Area 96 directly lost tens of thousands of players' lives overnight.

Ten thousand war victims have reached one thousandth of the regional population.

This ratio of population loss is equivalent to the death of the original residents of an entire street in a small county.

Put it in the original world, it is enough to arouse the shock and grief of the whole country.

Even if it is placed in the alien world where life and death are diluted, this loss also makes countless players in zone 96 completely angered on the forum.

If it weren't for the distance, there would be countless players to support now.

Tang Zheng never thought of himself as the Savior.

Especially after coming to the foreign world, his heart is a little more indifferent than others.

The lives of others have nothing to do with him to a large extent.

But if you are in an area where players are slaughtered wantonly, but you do nothing.

Then disaster will always come to you.

Moreover, in the nearly two months since coming to the other world, district 96 has gradually had a sense of belonging for Tang Zheng.

The land here once benefited Tang Zheng.

The players here also regard him as a God.

"It used to be ridicule."

"Today

"Let me be a true God for once."

Fight for the land of birth!

————

Tucson Mo is angry and funny.

Alone?

Break into your base camp alone?

There are soldiers with 100000 elite troops outside their base camp!

He is crazy with SS talent.

Why is he?

How dare he?

At first, Tucson Mo thought he was just an incompetent and furious threat. After all, his own area was hit at the door and tens of thousands of players died. How did he pass without some cruel words?

However, when Tucson Mo could not contact any of the soldiers of the advance force, his eyes slowly became complicated.

96 river area.

A huge ancient god machine armor slowly took off.

At your feet, there are corpses everywhere where the war broke out.

In his frightened eyes, Abbott and his remaining 1600 soldiers were all killed.

"Lan Lan, just stay here, take care of this sister and clean up the battlefield."

The sound of Tang Zheng came out through the ancient god mecha device.

Below, the young woman holding the child knelt down facing the direction of the mecha flying.

A pious kowtow of thanks.

"Hero, thank you! May God bless you forever."

"Hero? I'm not a hero. I'm just an ordinary person who has gained a little special power."

The voice rang through the night sky with a huge engine roar.

Then, the mechanical ancient god burst out a sonic boom!

"Buzz!!!"

The air was torn apart.

The huge mecha dissipated into the night sky in an instant at a speed that was almost difficult to capture by the naked eye.

Only two scarlet flame trails were left.

————

Zone 50.

River field.

In front of Tucson Mo's camp.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers are ready to go, and the neat army array is lined up in front of the barracks for thousands of meters.

At his command, they would board the ship and invade zone 96 along the river.

But he was not in a hurry.

Hands intertwined on the table, quietly waiting for the boy in zone 96 to die.

If it were someone else, Tucson Mo would not necessarily pay attention to him and would have led the army.

But it can lead the world in producing muskets, and the area is zone 96.

This player, except for low-key stalkers, will not have a second person.

As the first in the world.

He still wants to give this respect.

Otherwise, you are too arrogant.

"Come on, I can't wait to see you pee your pants when I'm scared by my 100000 troops."

The voice just fell.

The sky resounded with a sonic boom like thunder.

"Pa!!!"

A mecha device came at the speed of a small fighter.

But with a deceleration emergency stop that ordinary people can't understand, it was suspended in mid air.

During the emergency stop, the sound explosion coming from the violent friction with the air is deafening and resounding through the sky.

Countless soldiers below looked up.

The mecha fell slowly. At a height of a few meters, a young man turned over and jumped out of the cockpit of the mecha.

"Tap."

After landing steadily, Tang Zheng turned his hands, and he carried the shotgun on his shoulder.

Tusenmo walked out of the camp and slowly came to the front of the camp.

"With your gun? Or the mecha behind you?"

"Have you ever seen the 100000 troops behind me?"

"I can't help laughing that the first in the world should be so stupid."

"Even if you have the most advanced technology, how many can you kill with one shot?"

"200?"

"Then I'm afraid you need to shoot 500 shots to kill everyone in front of you."

Tucson Mo's voice fell, and a burst of laughter broke out in the army.

Without it, it's just that the power gap is too wide, and the sense of humor brought about by it can't help but make people laugh.

There are good people in the barracks. They opened the light curtain to shoot this picture, and synchronized it to their own forum.

In an instant, countless players came to watch.

[no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

[your family is almost gone, silly batch! It's still on the show! It's great to be the first in the world?]

[baga! This is the most arrogant player I've ever seen!]

[war is inevitable. Low civilization areas should accept the settlement of high civilization areas. We will educate you low primitive people: D]

Not only in zone 50, players with channel information transmission talent in other regions also reprinted this live post to their own forum.

Almost all players in most regions are attracted by this post entitled [one against 100000? Let's see the world's first power / laugh / laugh].

The number of players watching this war is increasing.

Tucson Mo sneered, roared and waved.

"Kill him!!!"

"Kill!!!!!!!!!"

A thunderous roar broke out in the camp.

On the ground level, a dense and dark army rushed towards Tang Zheng like a dark cloud crossing, holding up all kinds of weapons in their hands!

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is all over the building!

The thousands of meters long front quickly closed, and the sound of footsteps alone made the land nearby tremble.

The broken hair in front of Tang Zheng's forehead swayed with the strong wind aroused by the crowd approaching, and the wind in his clothes sounded.

His strong body stood straight like a javelin.

His left hand turned over and offered a sickle burning with flames. His right hand suddenly lifted up, and the shotgun made a "click" sound on the sliding chamber in mid air.

In front of him, five huge puppets with metallic luster emerged one after another.

In their hands, they all turned into a burning sickle and a nothingness shotgun.

The posture as like as two peas of Tang Zheng is put out.

Steel puppet's own ability: War imitation!

"All players in zone 96, you can always believe... Furu." Tang Zheng squeezed out an upward cyclone from the corner of his mouth, blew up his broken hair in front of his forehead, and opened his mouth slowly with a mixed look of banter and coldness.

"Your gods."