Real Players of the Department of Life

Chapter 17 Gun!
continuous rain
Zhang Cishun helped Jing Shuo withstand the fatal blow at the critical moment. The latter also lived up to Zhang Cishun's actions. After enduring the pain and breaking free, the blade no longer stabbed at the wilderness army's body, but towards him. The unprotected neck went away.

The wilderness army seemed to have anticipated Jing Shuo's attack, and they took a slow pace to dodge backwards.

The blood at the corner of Jing Shuo's mouth smeared in the rain, and after watching the Wilderness Army easily dodge his attack, there was no look of anger on his face, but a gleam of joy flashed in those dark pupils .

The knife drew an arc in the air.

It almost fell down in an instant when passing the air in front of the wilderness army!

Cut off his finger holding the gun!

This was something the wilderness soldier in front of him didn't expect. He tried to dodge out of desperation, but he couldn't dodge the knife that Jing Shuo had chopped down with all his strength!

pain
anger

The wilderness army's face showed violent emotional fluctuations, but hidden under these emotions were fear and apprehension!

Because, his gun dropped!

He fell to the ground with his severed finger.

It's just that compared to the finger that fell on the ground and flicked twice and was submerged in the rain, the treatment of the gun is much better, because he was caught by that damned brat!
The air froze when Jing Shuo held the gun belonging to the wilderness army.

Nothing is more dangerous than a gun, and a wild army without a gun is still dangerous, but much less deadly.

It was the thumb that was cut off by Jing Shuo, and the pain made Wilderness Army's face twitch. Thousands of ways to kill these two people had flashed through his mind.

"Twice..." he said.

Jing Shuo grinned, holding the gun like the Wilderness Army, pointing the gun at the Wilderness Army: "That's how it's used, right?"

He seemed to be asking, and then suddenly there was a pong from his mouth, which was very similar to the gunshot they heard before.

Hearing the sound, the Wilderness Army subconsciously twisted his body to avoid the muzzle of the gun, but he soon realized that it was the other party playing tricks on him.

His face turned cold, with the anger and indifference of being teased, he sneered at Zhang Cishun and the two:

"You know, the Wilderness Army never acts alone. Guess... where are my teammates now?"

Jing Shuo frowned, but the Wilderness Army continued:

"Put down the gun and I'll let you go. What happened tonight was an accident, and no one cares if there's a rat or two uptown that hasn't been cleaned up."

"Anyway, you've already got your wristwatches. When the time comes, find a place to hide them. After all the dust settles, I'll go back to my wilderness. As for you guys, no one will be interested in what you like."

"The same goes for killing you," Jing Shuo said.

"Hehe." The Wilderness Army laughed out loud: "It's easy to kill me, you just need to pull the trigger. But I don't think you have considered a problem, the Wilderness Army is not the waste of the City Guard Army, as long as we want, we have There are countless ways to find the murderer."

"I think you finally got the watch, and you don't want the already clear situation to turn bad again..."

As the Wilderness Army spoke, his eyes shifted from Jing Shuo to Zhang Cishun.

Then just looked at him so quietly.

Zhang Cishun didn't know if what he said was credible. The countless ways to find the murderer were definitely exaggerated, but there must be a means.Sometimes even Zhang Cishun can't understand the technology in this world, not to mention that things in the wilderness never talk to you about science.

The wilderness army operates in the wilderness and must have some wilderness remnants in its hands.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cishun reached out and took the gun from Jing Shuo's hand.

"Yes, that's it. Slowly put it on the ground, and then you can go..."

The Wilderness Army's voice was much more relaxed than before.

But apparently he misunderstood something.

Zhang Cishun took the gun, just wanting to look at its data.

"Co-defender PP443: type - pistol; weight: 0.95kg; effective distance: 80m; shooting mode: single/automatic; rate of fire (rpm): 30; aiming range: 200; caliber: 9×19mm; gun Mouth speed: 449m/s; Accepted ammunition: 9×19mm AP6.3 / 9×19mm Green Tracer / 9×19mm Luger CCI / 9×19mm PSO gzh / 9×19mm PST gzh / 9×19mmRIP… Composition: ...; damage level: 3%; remaining ammunition: 7 rounds..."

Quite a lot of data appeared in Zhang Cishun's eyes, but most of them were not his concern. He only cared about the damage of the gun and the remaining ammunition.

"Seven bullets..."

"What?" Wilderness Army saw Zhang Cishun's lips moving, but did not hear what he was saying.

But Zhang Cishun has no plans to repeat it.

boom!
boom!
boom!
muzzle flames
The low-pitched ammunition roared out of the gun barrel, cut through the rain curtain, and crashed into the wilderness army's body.

Two shots to the chest and one to the head
Three blood flowers bloomed, freezing the expression on the Wilderness Army's face.

He has never touched a gun, but in his previous life, not to mention playing gunfight games since he was a child, they definitely accounted for a large proportion of his entertainment time.

How to shoot, where to shoot
What kind of shooting method is the most appropriate? Zhang Cishun has a somewhat superficial understanding of it.

"I thought you were going to let him go." Jing Shuo said, looking at the gun held in Zhang Cishun's hand, his nose fluttered, smelling the faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

It smells strangely good.

This was Jing Shuo's first thought.

His second thought was - that's how guns are used.

Yes, Jing Shuo can't use a gun.Otherwise, he wouldn't have listened to the wilderness army standing there talking so much nonsense, and would have shot.

But now the results are not bad.

"How can you put your life in other people's hands?" Zhang Cishun replied.

"Hmm." Jing Shuo hummed twice, and then seemed to feel a sudden pain in his chest, and gasped for air with a hiss.

Zhang Cishun walked up to the corpse, and began to touch the corpse skillfully but unfamiliarly.The quality of the equipment of the Wilderness Army is really very good, including daggers, spare magazines, etc., everything Zhang Cishun thought could be used, he packed them all.

"Can you still run?" he asked.

"It should be fine..." Jing Shuo touched his chest, exploring the painful area bit by bit.

"It doesn't feel like a fracture..."

Zhang Cishun said: "Fracture is secondary, the key is not to cause organ damage. We don't have the medical conditions to deal with this kind of injury in Shangcheng..."

"Hurry up and go home, I'll take a look for you when you get back."

Zhang Cishun's visit was really just for a look. Judging from the first-level primary medical care he secretly learned from the black doctor, it was more than enough to prepare a medicine or something, and emergency medical treatment could also be handled simply, but that was all. .

If Jing Shuo's injury is really serious...

The medical point closest to their location is about to pray.

(End of this chapter)