My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

"You know, a large part of the body armor is to cushion the impact."

"But with today's energy guns, the light bullets shot out don't have that much impact at all, they are just penetrating injuries, and ordinary body armor can't stop them at all."

"If you want to block the light bullets of energy firearms, you must have exclusive body armor."

"And this kind of body armor is extremely expensive."

"Generally... a bulletproof vest with a cost of one million credit points can withstand an energy firearm with a cost of one hundred thousand credit points."

"The cost is too high. Few manufacturers are willing to make this kind of body armor, and... the control of this kind of body armor is relatively strict, and it is difficult to circulate on the market."

"Now... everyone is basically using some special props to protect their bodies."

"The cost is lower and the effect is better."

Chen Jiang nodded thoughtfully, but did not speak.

There are two sources of props.

One is to kill mutant beasts and drop them.

One is made by the mechanical family.

Yes, the machine race can create props. This may be a racial talent, or it may be something else. In short... this talent is very strong.

soon.

Scardog's weapon has also been selected.

Scardog picked a shotgun, which cost 130,000 credits.

It's about the same price as his rifle.

A total of 250,000 credit points were spent. I have to say that these credit points are quite durable.

Then, without any hesitation, the two of them prepared to go home.

After all, as human players, it is really not safe to stay in the 18th city of the mechanical family, not to mention that the two of them have nothing to defend themselves. Once they are caught, it will be a disaster.

However, just when the two left the gun shop.

Suddenly a group of people came towards him.

I saw the man in the lead, a middle-aged man in a suit and bowler hat, surrounded by seven or eight little brothers with guns, who looked just like the notorious Axe Gang.

And the moment Chen Jiang and the two saw this person, their expressions turned gloomy.

I definitely didn't read the almanac when I went out today.

This person is the boss of the Cold Wolf Gang.

That is, the one who mistook them for the Nightcrawler and gave them a million credits.

At this time, when I found it, it must have been exposed.

After all... as long as the Nightcrawler and the Cold Wolf Gang communicate a little, they will immediately know the tricks inside.

"Damn!"

At this time, the boss of the Lenglang Gang had already walked slowly, and stood in front of Chen Jiang with a smile on his face: "You two, it's so hard to hide it from me."

"That..."

The words are not over yet.

Chen Jiang's face turned cold, and he and Scar Dog had an extremely tacit understanding, and opened the insurance at the same time.

He quickly raised the firearm he had just bought in front of him and waited for someone in front of him.

Chen Jiang put the muzzle of the rifle in his hand directly against the forehead in front of him and the boss of the Cold Wolf Gang.

Scardog, on the other hand, held the shotgun in his arms and aimed at the group of two or five behind the boss of the Cold Wolf Gang.

Although, blatantly killing people on the street will definitely expose their identities as human players and be hunted down.

But that is also impossible.

After all, if they hesitate for a while, they will be shot and killed by the Lenglang Gang.

As the saying goes, first strike is stronger.

I would rather be chased to death by 18 cities than die under the guns.

Just when the two were about to pull the trigger.

The leader of the Cold Wolf Gang just finished speaking.

"That old man was killed by you yesterday. He didn't tell me why."

The voice just fell.

Only then did the boss of the Cold Wolf Gang come to his senses, staring at a firearm suddenly on his forehead in front of him, with a slightly gloomy expression on his face, he slowly raised his hands, and took a few steps back.

"Brother, we have been very happy working together."

"I gave money, and I never procrastinated."

"What are you doing now?"

"I didn't mean to complain about you. I just said that since you killed someone yesterday and set the car on fire, you should tell me about it."

"The task is completed, report to the sponsor. Isn't this an excessive request?"

He didn't know at all why these two people who were clearly working together very happily in front of him suddenly met each other with their guns drawn, and they looked like they were about to shoot if they disagreed.

"what?"

A flash of shock flashed in Chen Jiang's eyes, he forcibly stopped his index finger pulling the trigger, his face was calm, but his heart was filled with monstrous waves.

Mission completed?

The old man is dead?

But they didn't do it at all, so the mission was completed like this?

Does it have anything to do with them? !

and many more-

Chen Jiang suddenly looked strange and thought of a possibility.

Just now... the boss of the Cold Wolf Gang said that they killed people, stuffed them in the car, and then set them on fire?

This scene seems to have some impression...

When they came out of the warehouse of the boss of the Lenglang Gang, they didn't go very far. After fleeing for their lives, they grabbed a car at random, shot the owner of the car down, and stuffed it into the trunk.

Then they drove all the way to the open field, and a fire set the car and the bodies on fire.

It means that the owner of the car was actually the target of the Lenglang Gang's assassination mission?

Chen Jiang and Scar Dog looked at each other, and both saw the blood in each other's eyes.

Is this all right?

Although the leader of the Cold Wolf Gang did put the old man's information on a memory card the size of a fingernail and gave them to them, but they only wanted to escape at the time, how did they think about carrying out this mission?

Naturally, he left it behind.

Unexpectedly, by accident, the assassination mission was actually completed.

"..."

The corners of Chen Jiang's mouth subconsciously twitched a few times, and he put down the rifle in his hand pointed directly at the man's forehead, pretending to be cold, "Of course we will complete the mission."

"The two of us, since our debut, have performed missions no less than a hundred times and have never missed a beat."

"You know, it's hard to be an enemy in our business."

"It's very taboo, and someone wears an identity on the street."

The boss of the Lenglang Gang suddenly realized and nodded, and explained with an embarrassed expression, "That... I didn't think about it carefully, so I will hold a banquet to apologize to the two of you."

...

soon.

The group came to a private room in a restaurant.

The boss of the Lenglang Gang, first toasted Chen Jiang with a glass of wine, and then gave a thumbs-up admiration.

"Brother, don't accept it."

"I went to the Law Enforcement Bureau and heard the recording in the car before the old man died."

"From the beginning to the end, there was no communication, and the old man didn't even have time to call for help."

"There was only one sound from the beginning to the end, and that was the sound of gunshots."

The boss of the Lenglang Gang exaggeratedly stretched out his finger and gestured, then raised his head to drink a glass of wine again, and said excitedly.

"too professional!"

"From the beginning to the end, there is no trace left!"

"This person killed him neatly!"

"If I hadn't known in advance and spent a million to buy the old man's life from you, I would even be like those law enforcement officers, thinking that the old man was just unfortunate enough to encounter a vicious gangster."

"Not much to say, brother, it's all in the wine, I toast you with this cup!"

"Sure enough, professional things have to be done by professionals!"

"You work, two words—"

"Safe!"