Volume 1: Selling Moe Survival Record Section 555: Did you know that 750 meters is the muzzle velocity of an 11mm caliber shotgun bullet?

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The Black Death Warband of New Eden didn't make the players at the support point wait long, and not long after Marceau and they entered the defensive line, these guys drove the blight ghouls and blight demons over the small mound in front of the defense line When they turn over the mound, the attackers will have nowhere to hide, which is a very good choice for the defender, but for the attacker, this is a painful slope, the two groups of ghouls and demons that went uphill at the beginning fell directly to the crossfire composed of the player's direct fire, and they didn't even need the fireball or any other AOE (range) killing effect, and they were harvested hundreds like wheat, It seems that it is only the Black Death members of the forward force who chose to stop the attack, after all, no matter how cannon fodder the ghouls are, they also need to be summoned, and the number of summons these guys per day is also limited, and before the large army catches up, there is no way to launch an offensive that does not pay attention to casualties.

As soon as the paladin commander downstairs saw these cannon fodder retreating, he immediately raised his head and looked at the bell tower, Marceau also had a clue about this, and immediately told the commander that the Black Death guys did not go far, but started a new summoning on the other side of the hill, ghouls and demons were constantly emerging through the guò summoning array, and from time to time new teams of players joined.

"Kitten, you say, are we going to make a deal, like killing one or two guys. The dwarf asked Marceau as he looked at the summoning scene through the scope.

Marceau disagreed: "What's the point of killing a few minions, it will only expose that we have firepower and reconnaissance on this commanding height, and we will do it when their middle and high-level commanders come on the field." ”

"Do you know their mid- and high-ranking commanders, what clothes do they wear, tall or short?" The dwarf turned to look at Marceau, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, I've seen these guys' recruitment posts on the forum, and there are a lot of screenshots of the commander's group photo, and the Lord of the Crown of One Water is all about the guys who put that one up first, regardless of the benefits or disadvantages. Of course, Marceau would not tell the dwarf that he had killed the rookies of the Black Death in Ashubi and Palo Ernst: "Let's see who is most like the Lord of the Crown, and entertain him with good bullets." ”

"Yes......" The dwarf seemed to have some doubts, but the post did exist, and after Marceau shared the address of the post with him, the dwarf happily raised his thumbs up to Marceau: "Sure enough, I am Russian, and the Chinese 'know the enemy, so that they can win all battles." That's a good proverb. ”

"Of course, my grandfather is Chinese, of course he knows this little routine, let's ......" Marceau said to the dwarf his opinion, in fact, not to shoot indiscriminately to attract hatred, but to wait for the cannon fodder of the ghouls of the Black Death to rush over the knoll, and when the commanders of the Black Death also crossed the knoll, find high-value targets to move.

"No problem, that's it, let's pick the one that looks the most ornate and the best when the time comes, shoot the first shot, and then hunt freely, right. ”

"That's it. "The Black Death was like this in Ashoe at the beginning, the more high-ranking commanders dressed like a peacock, and after being targeted by steppe elf hunters and wind elf marksmen for three months, their brains that seemed to rot because they had been playing with the undead for a long time turned around, and the commander class began to completely abandon gorgeous and beautiful ornaments and armor, but the shape of their crown lord was still too shiny, and the subordinates would stroking their chests when greeting each other, so they would still bring each other far away from time to time'Greetings'.

But now...... Marceau looked at the Lord of the Crown in the scope wearing a beautiful black embossed shoulder armor and smiled, a captain commander, it was not worth Marceau's trigger.

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"It looks like these guys across from us haven't given up yet, but it doesn't matter, there are still twenty minutes before their support will enter, now we have to summon more ghouls, wait for the head of the regiment to arrive with the main force, and then we can take this support point in one go!" As the commander of the twelfth team, Omir understands that it is a bit of a fool's dream to break through the support point with his own squadron and three reconnaissance teams, but Omir is not a fool, under the complete defense system on the opposite side, it is impossible to cause a breakthrough even if he fills in himself and his teammates.

Soon, Omir waited for the Grand Master to arrive with the main force, and the tall Lord of the Crown walked in front of him, dressed in a gorgeous heavy plate armor with lion jewelry on his chest, and the regimental commander nodded: "Well done, Omir, let's go and destroy this support point." Then he turned to look at the squadron commanders who were following him: "Pass the order, everyone uses up their maximum summons, gather the army of ghouls, and we will kill these Eastern Continent wastes on the opposite side!"

"Yes, Commander!"

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"Do you see that guy, it's the guy who is obviously more gorgeous and beautiful than the male peacocks around. Marceau said to the dwarf as he watched the guy turn around.

"See, there's a crown of thorns on his head, right, it's really putting everything in the sky. The dwarf was surprised: "Kitten, you have a lot of ideas, you tell me what to do."

"It's always right to wait for the first and listen to me. Marceau sat on the windowsills on both sides of the bell tower, confirming that those players in New Eden began to summon ghouls on a large scale, and he gestured to the commander on the defense line below Compared to the communication helmet of the fifth open era, the communication helmet of the first open era cannot be compared with it in terms of sustainability and reliability, just this moment of effort, the paladin commander's headset is broken, fortunately, the most important part of the military training of the Earth Federation is to teach everyone military sign language, so Marceau told this one in sign language what he saw, the latter gave a thumbs up, and then began to arrange the defense line。

"Call me when that guy comes up with his minions. Marceau, sitting on the windowsill, continued to scout around.

And these guys in New Eden also live up to their expectations, less than two minutes, the ghouls and demons rushed through the mound, and obtained the bonus given to them by their masters, these guys are now running fast, although the attack of the living camp does not need to be aimed, as long as you call the past, you can have killing, but you still can't stand the opposite ghoul as many as a tide, and soon the first line of defense and the higher line of defense behind are crowded with ghouls, the first two lines of defense are in a state of melee, and the third higher line of defense will have spells from time to time to bombard the small mound, but the blocking tactic is obviously only a lesson in the face of the unfeared undead, but not a blow to their morale, and the ghouls and demons quickly disperse, presumably to avoid unnecessary sacrifices.

And the players of New Eden also began to follow the demons to join the battlefield, after these guys joined the battle, the casualties of the players on the side of the East Continent were immediately artificially increased, and the paladin commander had to let the players on the first and second lines of defense retreat to the third line of defense, but at this time, most of the defenders on the first line of defense, including himself, and most of the players on the second line of defense were unable to retreat, and they were already surrounded.

"They're coming!"

The dwarf's reminder caused Marceau to jump off the ledge and come to the set up long-range shotgun, and Marceau raised his gun just in time to see the prettiest male peacock leading his harem up the mound.

"Kitten, he handed it over to you, you shoot, I shoot. ”

"No, he'll give it to you, I'll mend the gun, remember, it's a strange thing if you don't have a prop or two in your hand to defend yourself. Marceau said as she put a silver-seeping blessing bullet into her gun: "I don't want the bullet you fired to bounce off his skull, that's embarrassing." ”

"Don't worry, you see, the silver blessing bomb. The dwarf showed Marceau the bullet before putting it into the gun.

"Steady. Marceau watched from the scope as the guys stood on the hillock and did not rush to pull the trigger.

"Why, didn't they come up?" asked the elf.

"Let's see if they have any idea of going down, now they're at the top of the mound and we're shooting here, killing two or three people at most and they'll be able to slide down the mound and we can't see there, it's a dead end, and then they can use the safety of their location to reverse our precise location...... That's why that Jarin of yours kept the buildings that were still intact. Marceau said this, and saw the target start to walk down the hill: "Look, I just don't let us down, he must think that it is only a matter of time before the defense line in front of him is broken through...... Of course, there is no invincible fortress in this world, and it is normal for these guys to think so, but how to say it...... After all, it's a rookie rookie, and what players are most afraid of in the first open era is a precision shooter, not to mention walking in broad daylight like this, even poking your head in the ditch is life and death.

"They came down. ”

"Steady. ”

"But they're already down, aren't they? ”

"Steady. ”

"For God's sake, they're already at the bottom of the slope!"

"Now, shoot. ”

"Huh?"

"Shoot. Marceau looked at the target in the scope and took a deep breath, although he was already dead, holding his breath was the only way to shoot steadily.

The dwarf pulled the trigger at this time, and the bullet immediately flew the upper part of the target's skull, confirming that the soul gem was not in the head, Marceau, aimed the muzzle of the gun at its chest, and the next second, the blessed silver bullet passed through his chest, bringing out a piece of broken bones and a few black fragments.

At the same time as the regimental commander of the Black Death knelt on the ground, Marceau pulled the bolt, and after the bullet case was lifted out, he loaded a silver-seeping blessing bullet, and then put a guy who leaned down and thought it was his own regiment commander who fell into the scope Do you know, there is a celluloid animation in the Middle Ages that says that the petals of a long-extinct plant called cherry blossoms fall at a rate of five centimeters per second, and the long-range shotgun in my hand When using silver blessing bullets, the initial velocity of the bullet is 750 meters per second, and the fall of cherry blossoms of five centimeters per second is not close to two hearts that are gradually moving away, and a bullet that flies 750 meters per second can tell the victim with facts, some killing intent, at a distance of 750 meters.

The bullet hit the head of the carrion in the next second, looking at the exploding head and the green putrid liquid, Marceau pulled the bolt of the gun, the copper bullet case was still flying in the air, a new bullet had been loaded into the gun, Marceau aimed at the target that was running up the hill, the latter's skull was very pale, it looked like a guy who likes to clean, but when the bullet pierced his skull, it petrified the first half of its skull and black soul into pieces flying in the air.

The repetition of the reload seemed boring, but for Marceau, the sound of the cartridge being bounced off the bolt was wonderful, and Marceau found a new target for the new bullet he had loaded, and the latter was trying to get close to the ruins on the left side of the knoll, and it seemed that some of these guys had understood their situation.

It's a pity that no matter what world you are in, everyone dies. (To be continued.) )