In the middle of the western district of Silvermoon City, the top of a luxury hotel building in the shape of a blooming flower. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Separated from the surrounding buildings, there is only a small metal passage connected to the petal-shaped "sky dining platform!"

A group of players are standing on it, some of them quickly slapping blood tonic on their bodies or taking bullets, energy crystals, etc. from their backpacks.

More people were armed with guns or energy converters, and were attacking the only dim passage with a transparent bottom more than thirty meters long. Three bloodstained elite zombies who are trying to rush through the passage, transformed by the player!

"Da, da, da......"

“-244、-234！”

"Boom ......"

“-545！”

Dense bullets and energy skill attacks are intertwined, knocking the three tall elite zombies back and forth!

However, zombies, a T-virus infector, are completely harmless except for the head, and if they are attacked elsewhere, they will receive a huge reduction in damage!

So although the three zombies were pushed back again and again by the player's skills and the impact of the bullets, and even one of them was beaten to the point that his intestines were torn and his legs were all broken, lying on the bloodstained passage, but he still opened his gray and godless eyeballs, roaring and crawling towards this side!

"Damn, these guys, TM can really stand the beating!"

"Tianyan, I said, why do you have to take these three NPCs with you? In this case, I still care about Mao's task! ”

"If it weren't for the three of them, we would have been out of the city by this time, and we wouldn't have been stuck here."

In the middle of the team, a scout player wearing a black special level 47 rare combat uniform and holding a submachine gun with a sci-fi atmosphere in his hand ran out of bullets in the submachine gun magazine.

While scolding, he hurriedly changed the magazine, and shouted with some dissatisfaction in his mouth!

He wears a dark gold guild badge on his chest, and there are three other players in the team who wear the same badge, and they all look good!

There are now a total of seventeen people on this platform, fourteen players plus three NPCs!

Among the players, in addition to the Sniper Sky Eye, the Heavy Armor Ultimate Heavy Armor and the "civilian" player squad of my DE world, it is the four-person elite squad led by this scout and four scattered players!

However, there are only four members of my DE World Team left.

Among the original three female players, two controllers chose to be forced offline because they couldn't stand the plot of Resident Evil, and only one was left with a pale face, not daring to look at the female doctor who was just half-closed eyes to replenish everyone's blood!

As for the three NPCs, of course John Sr. and the NPC salesman from the two ammunition shops!

"I said, it's a protection mission, and I promised someone to keep them safe!"

"And this place was originally very safe, if it weren't for your people wanting to brush up points to attack that commander-level 'tyrant', they wouldn't have destroyed the alloy gate of the passage, causing this situation!"

"Fortunately, that tyrant is not of high level, and he left after being beaten in residual blood, otherwise everyone would have finished playing!"

At the edge of the platform, Tianyan's face was also a little unhappy, and he said coldly!

"Bang!"

“-2255！”

IN HIS HAND, A 50-LEVEL EXCELLENT SNIPER RIFLE WITH A LENGTH OF MORE THAN ONE METER AND A HALF AND A CALIBER OF 12.7MM RANG OUT, AND ONE OF THE ELITE ZOMBIES WITH BLOOD BURST OUT IN THE HEAD!

"Bang!"

Next to the eye of the sky, the watermelon peel holding a delicate sniper rifle also fired at the same time.

It's just that there was another mistake, and an ordinary armor-piercing bullet hit the chest of the zombie who had been killed by the eye of heaven, and carried out a meaningless "whipping corpse"!

"Heh, I'm really convinced...... I really don't understand, why there are so many people in the game who choose snipers, this kind of output is not good, and team combat contribution is not good! ”

"Especially in the case of being reluctant to spend money, poor players choose light armor warriors or master divisions, at least they can rely on skill output. How useful can a sniper be on the battlefield if he doesn't have a sniper rifle with an attack power of 600 or more? ”

The Scout player's expression was a little unhappy when Tianyan said coldly, and then after seeing the attack of the watermelon peel, his tone was quite yin and yang.

"Who said snipers don't work! Did you rely on the submachine gun in your hand to destroy that tyrant's defenses before? ”

When the watermelon peel heard this, his face was not angry, and he looked up and shouted at him.

"Heh, it's just a defense break, but how high is your output in the whole process of fighting the 'boss'? Not to mention anything else, do you two snipers have a higher team contribution than me? ”

"Moreover, with this Death Star in my hand, is it really difficult to destroy the Tyrant's defenses?!"

The Scout player seemed very pleased with the watermelon peel and his raising of the bar, and a sinister smile flashed in his eyes.

He deliberately raised his voice and said a word, and at the same time, the level 45 rare submachine gun in his hand opened fire again after changing to a magazine!

"Click, click, click!"

A series of bullets with a faint blue light rushed out of the muzzle of the rare submachine gun and hit the bodies of the two remaining roaring elite zombies on the opposite side. Two elite-level 40-level zombies with residual blood were actually hit with bullet holes all over their bodies by these bullets, and they were both killed by injuries in the blink of an eye!

This is at least a special energy-type bullet above the D level, and it is clear that this Scout player should belong to the kind of "Sky Star Coins" player who doesn't care much about money!

"Don't look down on snipers, real top snipers, with the same equipment output and team contribution can blow you up!"

The watermelon peel's face was a little ugly, and he replied quite unconvinced.

It's just that when he said this, his face was obviously a little lacking in confidence!

After all, snipers are indeed at a disadvantage in terms of output per unit of time.

Although the Scout's submachine gun is not as damaging as the Sniper Rifle, it has a much higher rate of fire, and it is an undeniable fact that the output per unit time of the same equipment can indeed exceed that of the Sniper.

It's just that this is just a scout who met everyone teaming up to avoid zombies an hour ago, and he was really angry that he was so obviously taunting snipers and civilian players by relying on his equipment.

If it weren't for the situation, he would definitely have separated from this guy a long time ago, and this kind of person who likes to show off would not be liked by anyone at all.

"Yo, where is the real sniper master? You don't want to say that you are the 'Qianli' of the top ten masters in Stormwind City, right?

"Even if your top ten masters want to surpass me in output, there is not much possibility, because my brother's talent is 'crit', even if Qianli has an S-level talent 'True Eye'...... What's more, don't you know that Thousand Eyes was defeated by the 'Ghost Hide' among the top ten masters of our Northern City yesterday! ”

Now that this wave of crises has been resolved, the Scout player continues to be complacent with a rare submachine gun.

When talking about his talent, his eyes obviously flashed with pride, but when he talked about the ID of "Ghost Hide", some envy and thick jealousy flashed in his eyes!

In the game, such players are not uncommon, and they always feel that the master players in their city are powerful, which means that they are very powerful.

At the same time, they will also look down on the top players of other cities or powers, and some players like to use this as a reason to mock people!

"Of course it's not a thousand miles, it's a ......"

The watermelon rind couldn't help but blurt out.

In my mind, I imagined a withered desert with figures in the background of the corpses of desert tarantulas that had been killed by an accurate shot! (To be continued.) )