I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 642 The Saint's New Friend
In Tang Ji's team, the saint has always been the inconspicuous member. He served as an apprentice with the shadow and learned a superb sniper technique, but even before the shadow awakened, he did not surpass his own. Teacher, after all, what his teacher is really good at is that he is particularly good at spatial calculations, and can cooperate with his prosthetic eye to achieve accurate blind shooting without viewing angle.

In the team, although he is not a sniper, but now, he can be a guest sniper, and he really brought a sniper rifle, the ice-burst electromagnetic sniper rifle that Shadow especially likes to use.

He worked with Tony as an assaulter for a while, but later Tony replaced himself with a pair of mechanical legs, which allowed him to perform rocket jumps. Later, he implanted the Krunchkov central nervous system in one step and became a prosthetic human. Can enter hypertime flow.
And with the addition of Xiao Su later, there was no need for assaulters in the team. In other words, even the saints didn't know what else was worth attacking as a team.

But the Saints can still say, I'm one of the best strikers in the world!

The saint also played drones with Ethan for a while. Although he does not have the perverted talent of Ethan, he can brain-control dozens of drones to form a drone network in the sky before awakening, but he can use it with one mind. , controlling a drone in the air to ensure a wide-angle view of oneself during the battle.

Just like now, when the saint landed, a fast drone had already lifted off, and the field of view was synchronized to the corner of the tactical eyepiece.

The drone's field of vision turned to the direction of the previous shooting, and it found a heat source target 920 meters away in just [-] seconds. The high-end goods for decisive battles have functions that are not comparable to the toys in the hands of those homeless people.

The saint just stood there, holding the ice blast with both hands. The built-in target locking function of the gun has been synchronized with the drone's field of vision, and the position of the impact point has been automatically calculated. All the saint needs to do is adjust the direction of the gun, and then buckle Just pull the trigger.

If he was equipped with an exoskeleton, even this step could be omitted, but the saint did not. He trusted his own abilities more. His movements were too flexible, and the exoskeleton became a constraint instead.

The gunshot, the bomb arrived, and in the drone's field of view, the upper body of the target directly exploded into a blood mist, and then quickly lost its temperature. The average cost price of each round of Iceburst's smart ammunition is 550 federal coins, while it is more expensive in the market. It sold for about [-] federal coins, and it was often out of stock. It would not be a problem to double the price on the black market.

To put it bluntly, the gun used by the sniper on the opposite side may not be as expensive as the saint's bullets.

After the saint fired his gun, he ran towards a high place away from the bus. His speed was very fast, almost reaching the level of [-] seconds for [-] meters. Run into the six-second mark.

But this time is nothing, not to mention that those reformers with built-in prosthetic bodies have set the world record to [-] seconds. After the wave of superhumans, among the people the saints know, There are two people who can max this record, literally max it out.

Surte's current limit of super-time flow is more than 100 times that of normal time flow. It may take him less than 100 milliseconds to run 100 meters, not to mention Wang Zhengdao. It takes about the same time at one point.

But this is a wasteland, a battlefield, and the saint doesn't need to compare himself with his perverted teammates, he just needs to run faster than the enemy.

From the perspective of the drone, when the opponent's sniper fell, a convoy rushed out from a hidden hiding place in the distance and approached them.

The resting place of the saints is located three kilometers away from an abandoned town. There is a huge billboard on the bare road that casts a shadow on the ground. The people of the Adekado tribe chose this place because of this shadow. as a place to stay.

The field of view here is wide, suitable for drones to spy on people coming from afar, but some people have already regarded this place as their own hunting ground, and waged psychological warfare around this shadow.

The invading enemy has a total of seven vehicles, among them are the rattlesnakes from the Sky Quartz, the geckos from Tingwei Galina, and the horses from Mackinac. They are all "luxury cars" that can be named in the wasteland. The off-road kit was installed when it was in the factory, and the performance is outstanding.

In particular, there are three horses among them. This high-power pickup not only has additional armor plates, but also has on-board weapons installed in Katoli, and there is even a bulletproof baffle in front of the machine gunner wearing body armor.

In comparison, the bodyguard of Adekado, who was driving a small mule, was much inferior. The saint could see that the wanderers were busy putting on their combat equipment from the small Katoli behind the car, and one of them was Take the walkie-talkie and try to contact the nearby homeless tribe for help.

But the saint has already breathed a sigh of relief, there is no dimensional gate, so there should be no players in it, even if there is, it is a blind cat and a dead mouse, so today is not his day.

"There is a time for everything, and everything in the world has a time." The saint climbed onto the maintenance platform of the billboard in twos and twos, set up his gun in a leisurely manner, aimed the muzzle of Ice Burst two kilometers away, and was driving of a car.

Saints selected a war horse, and the position he aimed at was the engine. Iceburst's built-in computer performed a brief ballistic calculation based on the images sent back by the drone, and marked the preview point for Saints.

Bah!
The saint pulled the trigger and muttered: "A time to live and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to fell."

When he finished reading, the bullet hit the target, and the horse roared and stopped in place, emitting black smoke.

The saint loaded the gun, finished loading again, aimed at the next horse, repeated the previous steps, and fired.

"A time to kill, a time to heal; a time to tear down, and a time to build." After the saint's words, the bullet hit the target. This time, the target was not so lucky. The bullet also hit the steering shaft by the way. The horse veered to the side and collided with a rattlesnake. , Both overturned.

The saint pulled the bolt again, and the slit shell ejected, and another round was loaded. "A time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to rejoice."

Bah!
The bullet hit the last warhorse, the last vehicle equipped with heavy weapons that might threaten the bus.

I don't know what parts were damaged by the bullet. The war horse seemed to hit an invisible air wall. The whole car suddenly turned forward and exploded on the spot.

Almost all of the remaining three cars were slamming on the brakes, and the people inside were almost scared to pee. They could either go left or right, and there was a clever one who put the reverse gear directly, and stepped on the accelerator directly on the wilderness. At the same time, draw an S-shaped route along the way in an attempt to escape.

But as the saints said, there is a time of life, a time of death, a time of killing, and a time of demolition. No one can escape the hunting of Iceburst. This special version of the sniper rifle is matched with special bullets. The effective range is three kilometers.

And those cars, at this time, are less than one kilometer away from the saint's location.

He even had time to cross the new bullet on his forehead, and then loaded it into the bomb bay and whispered: "A time to seek, a time to lose; a time to preserve, a time to abandon."

Bah!
The car fleeing to the left was hit by a bullet from the side, igniting the battery compartment, and the car quickly ignited a raging fire, and the people inside didn't even have a chance to open the door to escape.

The saint continued to load, and when the bullets and guns cooperated, they made a pleasant collision sound, which was the beauty of machinery: "There is a time to tear, and a time to mend; a time to be silent, and a time to speak."

Bah!
The car fleeing to the right was hit, and the driver and passengers abandoned the car in a panic and fled. With the pre-judgment of the preview point, the saints used this gun without missing a shot.

The last car simply stopped on the ground at this time. The driver's psychology collapsed. He got out of the car, knelt on the ground, and surrendered with his hands up.

"In the end, there is a time to love and a time to hate; a time for war and a time for peace." The saint also finished reading the last sentence of this parallel in Ecclesiastes.

The reticle of the scope paused on the surrenderer's forehead for a few seconds, and the saint simulated the movement of firing with his mouth: "Boom!", and then put down the gun.

The wanderers of the Adekado tribe were dumbfounded. They looked up at the saint in a daze, as if they saw a new legend.

The cowboy who came to say hello took off his hat, looked up at the saint, and asked in awe: "Excuse me, what do you plan to do with those looters? The Adekado tribe is willing to refund your commission, you don't need our protection at all." , we will still keep our promise to send you and those children to the destination, and we are willing to walk with the legend."

The saint is a person who has been at the bottom. He knows that the tramp in front of him is so polite, and he is willing to refund the money. It is more because they feel that there is a mistake in the route they arranged, and the strength of the saint is unfathomable. Fearing that he would anger his tribe, he planned to make this trip in vain, so as to make a good relationship.

"You don't need to refund the money, you just need to take me to the place according to the agreement." The saint doesn't care about the money, he has money, and those with more money can even buy the monastery and build a nuclear shelter on the spot: "As for them , leave them where they are and die."

But the saint didn't have that kind of leisure. Except for some pocket money, he transferred all the money to Martin Sanye. It is always safe to buy more supplies.

"We respect your choice." The cowboy put on his hat, turned to his companions, and notified them of the upcoming itinerary on the walkie-talkie: "It's business as usual, don't make any mistakes this time, Brian, come back to catch someone alive, and see Which idiot tribe dares to spoil our business!"

A man named Brian drove his little mule all the way towards the driver who was kneeling and surrendered before stepping on the brakes. The car was about to stop when the front of the car was less than ten centimeters away from the other person's face. White.

"Get in the car, friend, we are from Adecado, we have to have a good talk now." Brian got out of the car and pointed a pistol at the other's head, throwing out a pair of handcuffs: "Throw the gun on the ground, and then Bind yourself tightly, and don't let me open a hole in your leg before you start questioning."

Hearing that the other party emphasized that he was from Adecado, the driver's face struggled, but before he could do anything irrational, Brian shot, and the bullet tore apart one of the other's ears, deafening him Hearing on his side.

Brian turned on the laser pointer on the pistol. The red dot first shook the opponent's eyes, and then moved to the ground. Under the gaze of the opponent, it moved all the way to the crotch: "This is the last chance. I won’t let someone like you die so easily.”

Only then did the driver give up the plan to resist, and threw away the gun in his pocket in dejection, and handcuffed himself: "If you ask me, I can only tell you what I know, but unless you agree to let me live, Otherwise I won't say anything."

"That's up to you, my friend. We have already greeted the tribes along the way before we left. You have made both of us very embarrassed." Brian snorted and motioned for the other party to get in his car. Clearly, what was painted on the opponent's car was a long sword inserted into the double helix of the gene, which looked very much like the broken gene flag of Losas.

According to the division of power among the seven homeless states, this place should belong to the Snake State, but the Snake State has never liked to take care of these barren wastelands. They are more keen on smuggling arms. It is said that they have recently added the business of smuggling, Many refugees from all over the world are smuggled into the cities of the Federation, and the profits are very high.

Therefore, there are many small families that have not joined the Snake State in this land. According to Brian’s information, this place is in charge of a homeless family named Buckle, led by a family named Selita Buck. The female leader of Seoul, although not many in number, is very powerful and a very dynamic family.

When they asked for help just now, people from the Buckle family responded to them. They are probably on their way now. Blair also estimated that the scene would be very embarrassing for a while. They had to explain to the Buckle family why the enemy they thought they could not deal with, Will be killed by the employer alone.

In short, let’s take the living person in front of him back for questioning. Brian knocked out the idiot with one fist, threw him on the back seat, and then drove the car and threw him at the saint’s feet. At this time, the saint was still advertising The card didn't come down.

"I haven't seen the LOGO before. It is probably a newly established small family, but the equipment doesn't look like it. It may take some time. Should we interrogate first, or go on the road first?" Brian looked at his companions, but in the end he still made the pilgrimage. asked the disciple.

"How about doing it at the same time?" Saints replied quite groundbreakingly.

Two minutes later, the prisoner was injected with a stimulant and woke up refreshed, but he wished he hadn't, because the saint tied him to the back of the bus, and a long rope connected his hands and The bus has a communicator hanging on its face.

"I will continue to accelerate, and I hope you can keep up. There are only two possibilities for me to stop. The first is that I hear you say what I want to know, and the second is that you are dead, and there is only one body left. Head, can't carry the communicator."

　I wish all book friends a healthy Dragon Boat Festival

　　
　
(End of this chapter)