052 Tough Type 1 mode

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"Peteβ€”"

A gringo with dreadlocks roared wildly, and swept at the military and police with a light machine gun, trying to suppress the fire and retrieve the bald man's body. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Boom ......"

Another rod tip was planted in the pigtail's head from the side. The tail of the pole is constantly trembling, and the whole person of the dirty pigtail guy is also trembling.

"Ian!!"

"Dada!"

The military police will not show mercy, and when they saw Ian, who was in the middle of the dreadlock, standing upright, he immediately had a special police fire assault take the opportunity to shoot him twice.

Two bloody flowers bloomed on Ian's chest, and he fell to the ground in the footsteps of the bald guy.

However, the SWAT captain dragged his assault men back behind the bunker and whispered in the communicator: "You don't want to die? Beware of cold arrows!"

In fact, two fish rod tips hit two gangsters' heads in a row, and everyone knows that this is a cold arrow. The question is, where does this cold arrow come from? Is it friend or foe? If the cold arrow cannot always maintain a high hit rate against the gangsters, then the military and police would rather not support the cold arrow!

It's a pity that things are not transferred by the will of anyone in the building, only to hear a "whoosh", one of the only two female bandits in the gangsters has a right middle rod, holding her face and falling down, without even having time to scream.

"Lucyβ€”"

This time, the gangsters are really shocked. You know, Lucy is hiding behind a big cylinder, and she can't even shoot a gun, and it's impossible to tell where the cold arrow came from.

A black gangster finally couldn't stand the suppression of being killed by cold arrows, and while the gunfire on the military and police side was interrupting for a while and he was also observing the situation, he jumped out and shouted hysterically: "Who? Who is it? Who is it? Have the ability to come out and fight Lao Tzu...... The provocative voice stopped abruptly, and a fishing rod grew on the left forehead of the black gangster.

[Very inferior fish rods, definitely not carbon.] A special police officer who loves fishing said in his mind.

At the same time, on the roof of Tianxing Building.

Yang Tang, who was sitting under the fence, was a bit Spartan.

Kill four humans and get forty sins!

Instantly receive 3.5 merits and 176.5 sins for four human beings!

Stop four humans from killing the other thirteen in the future and gain one hundred and thirty merits!

Thirteen other people have received a total of 8.3 secondary merits, 1.6 secondary sins!

The death statistics given by Mingwu are four, that is, Yang Tang shot four gangsters with four arrows in a row.

But he knew his own affairs, before Yang Tang shot the tip of the fourth fishing rod, he just framed the head of the black gangster with the crosshair of the 1 mode, and then suddenly realized that his upper body, which had shot three shots in a row, was too exposed outside the fence, so he put the fourth shot indiscriminately, and its general direction and the direction of the black gangster were basically far from each other, and then sat down.

Yang Tang recalled the direction of the fourth shot, and instantly had a clear judgment, [The previous sixty-degree angle can be corrected in a cross-cutting arc, is this ninety degrees okay?, what about the obtuse angle?] He finally wondered what was going on with this type of 1 mode.

However, whether the specific situation is the same as speculated, Yang Tang still needs to give it a try, so he poked his head out from behind the fence, and the type 1 mode crosshair quickly locked on to the second female bandit in the Flower Building, sat back again, leaned back against the fence, pulled his bow and arrows, and shot the fifth shot diagonally above the opposite of the Flower Building.

Five-meter ......

10 meters ......

Fifteen meters......

Yang Tang watched as the tip of the fishing rod began to deflect after shooting out for more than 20 meters, and finally drew a huge reverse arc in the afterglow, turning around and rushing towards the direction of the Flower Building.

Tracking arrows?

Kill a human and get ten sins!

Immediately receive 0.7 merits and 26.8 sins of that human being!

Stop the human from killing the other two in the future and gain twenty merits!

Obtain a total of 0.4 secondary merits for the other two, and the secondary sins are negligible!

Sure enough, it's a tracking arrow!!

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, this "automatic target finding" is not a tracking arrow, but the game "Xuanyuan Sword Online" classifies the skill of [aiming and shooting] as a spell skill, and the old games of that era, in order to facilitate operation, spells or magic have a characteristic, as long as the attack target is locked, it is almost 100% hit, it is difficult to miss!

After [Aim Shooting] was mutated into [Aim Sniper], this strange trait was completely inherited, so Yang Tang misjudged that this type 1 mode was a tracking arrow.

Yang Tang was surprised and delighted here, but with the only remaining female bandit falling to the ground and dying, the gangsters in the Flower Mansion were almost crazy.

"Withdraw, withdraw!" the number two of the gangsters' team, with inverted triangular eyes, roared in the communication channel.

However, the more the gangsters scattered everywhere retreated, the more they were attacked by cold arrows, and the tip of the elusive fishing rod pierced into the gangsters' heads at unexpected angles, which made the gangsters unguarded and frightened!

"What the hell is going on?" a gangster shouted in the communication channel, "Are we offending the devil?" Before the words fell, he only heard the sound of "duh", and he was hit by an arrow in the head, and he did not blink an eye.

Counting up, the lives of four more gangsters were taken away by the tip of the fishing rod, and to kill these four people, Yang Tang only poked his head four times, and then just hid under the fence and fired arrows indiscriminately, and the four gangsters added one hundred and twenty-two merits and one hundred and sixty-eight points and five sins to Yang Tang.

Fortunately, there is no second person here on the rooftop of Tianxing Building, otherwise after seeing Yang Tang's magical shooting methods, he would have gone crazy!

"And eleven more rod tips!"

Yang Tang began to worry that his "arrows" were not enough, but in fact, after he shot nine gangsters in a row, the morale of the originally fierce and resilient bandits began to plummet.

Yes, morale.

Whether it is an ancient war or a modern war, the morale of the two teams can be a key factor in determining the outcome of the battle when they are in close combat.

The original team of nearly 30 bandits was killed and three wounded in the fire with the military and police...... Thirty percent of the battle losses, no matter how strong the psychological quality of the bandits is, their morale can't help but waver.

On the other hand, the military and police are different, they are fighting at home, and everyone has a sense of urgency of "if Lao Tzu shrinks, what will happen to the family behind him", so the morale of the team can always be maintained above the average line.

The firepower of the military police became more and more intense, almost chasing the ass of the gangsters.

In the hurried retreat, the gangsters were even more unable to break into the hostage room guarded by the military special forces, so they had to ignore it and flee for their lives first.

So the battle went from the tenth floor, where the gangsters were most dense, to the seventh floor, and from the seventh floor to the fifth floor.

In the stairwell on the fifth floor, a sudden explosion affected several military police officers who were fighting in the vanguard. The robbers, who were continuing to retreat, were not satisfied, and shouted in the communication channel: "Leak, only three people are injured!"

"Baum, what's your name? It's good to be hit, do you want to blow up the whole building?"

"Hmph, if I hadn't had time to wiring it, this building wouldn't have been blown up if I wanted to......"

"Baum?"

"Baum has a demon arrow, flash it!"

There was an instant silence in the communication channel.

"The Tenth ......"

The tenth gangster brought Yang Tang thirty-one three merits and forty-two sins!

Yang Tang sighed heavily, in fact, he didn't want to kill so many people, even if the other party was a bandit, but in order not to leave hidden dangers for Yang's father and Yang's mother in the future, he could only strangle the threat in the cradle.

Night is falling.

Hawkeye seems to see more clearly.

Originally, through the SLR glass of the building, Yang Tang couldn't see the light green of the military police and the scarlet of the gangsters, and even aimed at him through the broken glass gaps, but when the sun gradually sank into the horizon, the green of the military police and the red of the gangsters in the building became extremely clear.

"Can it penetrate?"

After Yang Tang locked on to a target, he nested under the fence again and drew his bow with arrows.

"Whoosh!"

A few seconds after the tip of the fishing rod shot out, Yang Tang poked his eyes out of the fence and began to capture its trajectory, and then saw that the tip of the fishing rod really penetrated the glass of the building and accurately hit the locked gangster.

However, enlightenment has not yet come.

"Aren't you dead? It seems that the power is not enough!" Yang Tang quickly made a judgment.

At the same moment, the gangster who was hit by the arrow was laughing wildly: "Bahahaha...... The power of the demonic arrow has decreased, and it only pierces me less than an inch deep in my forehead!!"

Suddenly, the communication channel was filled with the sound of relieved exhalation.

"It seems that the guy who released the cold arrow is not a demon...... Bang!!"

Before the arrow gangster finished speaking, some companions watched his head become dilapidated like a raw melon hit by an air hammer.

"What's wrong? What was that sound just now?" someone in the channel asked.

"Xi, Hill's heads exploded, piece by piece, more disgusting than cow dung!"

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

The other gangsters didn't ask Hill how his head blew off, apparently having already guessed what was going on.

"Withdraw... Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw!"

The roar of the inverted triangular eye sounded in the channel again, but as soon as he finished shouting, he felt a sharp pain in his head, and his vision suddenly became fragmented, and then blackened.

At the same time, there were gangsters in the channel shouting: "The rattlesnake (inverted triangular eye) was also shot in the head by a demon arrow, and the brother who was panting reported the number!"

β€œ+1”

β€œ2……”

β€œ3!”

β€œ4… Isn't there any number of them? Isn't it, just five of us?"

"What should I do?"

"I'll see surrender, at least I don't have to die right away!"

So the five gangsters shouted surrender, threw away their weapons and obediently lay on the ground.

When Yang Tang saw this scene, he couldn't help but scold: "Made!"

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