Wow!The explosion rate is really high

Chapter 144 Mainstay
The blood crow's defensive ability is not strong, and every bullet that hits can achieve enough killing effect. This is a confrontation between pure firepower defense and quantity.

Was it covered by the blood crows first, or was their physical strength too exhausted to support the pursuit distance... If nothing goes wrong, it should be the latter.

The tactical planning in advance takes these foreseeable dangers into account, and it is less likely to cause problems if no one loses the chain.

Dense black clouds covered half of the sky, and the three off-road vehicles under the shadows were running fast. The terrain in the field was complicated. Even if the co-pilot arranged to direct the route, the driving speed still could not be increased.

The four people in the carriage all started to fire. The two masters who specialize in close combat are not completely ignorant of guns. The difference in body types.

During the day, the flames of the gunfire were not dazzling, and continued to roar.

"Bullets! Bullets!" An irritable voice sounded in the carriage, and the impatient melee fighters reached out to touch the magazines, but found that they were all empty.

Each soldier will only carry up to five magazines with him, and he has to manually reload the magazines one by one after they are used up.

But right now the battle was raging, and the soldiers felt that they couldn't do without themselves, so they subconsciously looked around the compartment, looking for magazines full of bullets.

The abnormal shooting rhythm sound from his ears immediately attracted his attention——

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

The steady three-shot rhythm is completely different from other people. With a glance at the magazine stuck in the opponent's waist, the irritable soldier's heart is full of anger.

TM's!Just now I saw that this kid was not pleasing to the eye!Shooting a gun makes me look like a fucking woman!Also, what is the fireman who passed the high-level shooting test?
He has finished loading six magazines, and he has only finished three. Even if his hit rate is not half of his, his contribution is definitely not as much as his own!

waste!

"Give me the magazine!"

Baie glanced at him, frowned slightly, and still pulled out a magazine from his waist and patted it on his hand.

"Take another one!"

"..." Bai E didn't have time to worry about it, so he quickly drew another one for him, turned around and continued to shoot and harvest.

Brand new monsters, a great opportunity to earn experience can't be wasted.

[Successfully hit several long-distance fast-moving targets, light firearms proficiency experience +53. 】(Superimposed) (Very small probability of awakening special attributes.)
[Hit the target's vital point, causing 51 points of fatal damage to the target! 】

[Hit the target, causing 21 points of piercing damage to the target! 】

[You have completely killed the target and gained 305 combat experience points. ] (superimposed)
Sure enough, fighting is the fastest way to improve yourself. The experience of brand new monsters is ferocious. One monster has 5 points. The single experience is not much, but the victory lies in the large amount, and killing more than 60 monsters has not found the phenomenon of experience decay... Maybe The attenuation requirements of each monster are different?
Bai Er had no time to think about it.

In the continuous shooting, his self-awakening and understanding of the special attributes under the heavy firepower output is also deepening, and the short-lived understanding in the high-level shooting test before came back to his mind.

Reducing the rate of invalid shots as much as possible is also the core element of maintaining output for a longer period of time.

Cold firearms also need gentle care.

Taking advantage of the low pressure, Baier even pressed his chest against the machine gun and quickly reloaded the empty magazine with both hands free.

In fact, he had already emptied four magazines, so one of the three magazines in his waist was actually loaded after the battle started.

He not only needs to pick up the gaps and grab experience as much as possible, but also maintain his own state to ensure that he is the bottom line of the team when possible unexpected changes occur.

Moreover, the amount of materials carried on the three vehicles is limited, and blind random consumption can easily lead to a shortage of materials in the future. He has no right to ask others now, and can only control himself.

When you are not believed by others, you have to bear more silently.

Facts are always easier for people to keep their mouths shut. There is still a long way to go, and Baie doesn't want his teammates to always hold grudges against him.

So make some more...and some more...

The yellow warrior who emptied all the magazines following the violent warrior honestly began to reload. Occasionally, when he glanced at his teammates to see everyone's status, his gaze was involuntarily attracted by the smooth operation in a certain direction as fast as a butterfly. .

"So fast……"

Such a fast hand speed, such a steady rhythm...

Shoot while reloading without delay.

The soldier who was slandered by everyone for going through the back door... looks amazing.

"Crack!"

Press the last row of bullets, insert the loaded magazine back into the belt slot, and Baie continued to shoot steadily.

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

The rhythm of the three consecutive shots is stable and efficient.

Every time it sounds, there will be one or even two blood crow corpses falling.

"Good job up front."

The team commander, who was always paying attention to the coordination of the whole field, praised gently in the headset. This is a long tug-of-war, and occasionally some encouragement is needed to inspire everyone's spirit.

"Of course!" The irritable soldier patted his hot gun body honestly, and the voice sounded in the team channel.

"It's the 95B27 that did it well." The vicissitudes of life Caucasian soldier who controls the heavy machine gun on the roof suddenly corrected his name.

He can observe the overall situation better on the roof. The number of sparse blood crows that he and the old one missed are almost the same from the left and right sides, but the right side where 95B27 is located is obviously more stable, and there is almost no danger of being able to rush into the distance of the vehicle. Blood crows within range.

It is self-evident who deserves the credit.

"Fart! That's all because of me!" The irritable soldier was quite dissatisfied. Can the shooting speed of that kid compare with his own?

"Just don't keep bothering him for bullets." AB, who had been taciturn all this time, suddenly spoke out.

Also in the interior of the carriage, there is no time to care about what happened, but it is not unknown.

If it wasn't for the need for an extra bullet in the magazine, the vacancy check on the right would almost be covered by 95B27 alone.

Moreover, the rhythm of his shooting and reloading did not interfere with each other, and hardly affected the proper defensive rhythm at all, and his overall strength felt more superior to his own.

Such a steady shooter, with such strength, how could he need to go through the back door to join this military operation?

"……I!"

"Stop talking!" The white soldier manipulating the heavy machine gun interrupted the irascible soldier who was still trying to argue, "Moulton, 95B27 is an expert in shooting, don't disturb his shooting is the only thing you can do for this team." contribution."

"..."

For a moment, I seemed to be the isolated one in the team, and the anxious thought of showing meritorious service was suddenly poured down by a pot of cold water. The soldier who realized that he might be too impatient stopped making a sound, and just continued to shoot while observing silently. ...

(End of this chapter)