"Two hundred rounds? You and I are an arsenal! Duan Mo hurriedly pulled the drunken dream away from the window, "If you can't fight, don't fight, we can't afford it!" ”

"Don't be so stingy!" The drunken dream is still unfinished, "They attacked you, I am avenging you!" ”

"Stop, let's not take revenge on this, you and I don't have two hundred bullets combined, what if we run out for a while!"

Drunken Dream snorted, sat down against the wall, and hugged his knees aggrievedly.

Duan Mo was speechless, Zuimeng was usually indifferent to anything, but he didn't expect that now she wouldn't let her fight to the death with others, but it would cause her to react so much.

"There's two boxes of 9mm ammunition here, so let's splurge them." Duan Mo took out the bullet in his bag and handed it to Zui Meng, just like holding a credit card and telling her to buy, buy, buy.

Drunken Dream immediately smiled, and neatly pressed the bullet into the magazine, and then leaned closer to the window.

It's just that she was about to set up a gun, and suddenly she knelt on the ground again, and then put her ear close to the ground.

"I'm just giving you a few dozen bullets, so you don't have to do it, do you?" Duan Mo was flattered.

Zuimeng shook his head and said softly, "Shhhh ”

Duan Mo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly knelt head to head with Zui Meng, putting his ears to the ground.

"Rustling ......"

He heard a faint grinding sound, which seemed to be coming from below.

And as a LYB and Voldemort, Duan Mo is really familiar with this kind of sound, which is the sound of clothes rubbing against the ground when crawling and moving.

"Anyone nearby?" Duan Mo's eyes widened, but when he and Drunken Meng ran over, they didn't see the enemy at all!

Drunken Dream pointed in the direction of P City, and Duan Mo immediately understood what Drunken Dream meant-the people lying on their stomachs outside must have come from P City, and they crawled all the way, so Duan Mo didn't find any trace of the enemy when they fled for their lives in the wheat field.

Duan Mo nodded, and was about to say something, when the rustling sound suddenly disappeared, followed by the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

The staircase on the outside of the turret was completely an iron frame, and although the enemy was deliberately slowing down, the sound still came in along the steel, and Drunken Meng waved his hand, signaling Duan Mo to hide behind him.

Duan Mo knew that he couldn't give in at this time, so he hurriedly walked to the corner of the wall, and Zuimeng also shifted his position - there was a low desk in the direction directly opposite the door, and Zuimeng squatted behind the desk, just above his chest, and the gun could just be placed on the desk.

The footsteps approached little by little, and finally stopped outside the door.

Duan Mo's heart was in his throat, if Drunken Dream didn't knock down the enemy at the first time and let the enemy rush in, then in this narrow turret, it would be as easy for the enemy to kill him as it was to trample an ant to death.

After all, Duan Mo's HP was only forty percent, and he couldn't even withstand AKM's two shots.

"Squeak."

With a soft sound, the door slowly opened, and the moment the door opened, Drunken Dream and the enemy outside started a fierce shooting at the same time!

The length and width of the turret are only five meters, and at such a close distance, no skill is used, and the two sides are fighting whose gun is powerful and fast!

The enemy was obviously prepared, and the moment Duan Mo heard the gunshot, his heart was half cold!

That's the voice of the S686!

Most players agree that the Thomson and Uzi Rush have the fastest rate of fire of all guns, but the real king of second damage is the S686! With only two rounds of ammunition, this shotgun can fire all of them in less than a second, and at close range, it can do up to 300 damage per shot!

Zero points of a second, 600 points of damage, even if you wear three layers of body armor, you can't resist it!

Drunken Dream was also shocked when she saw the brown and yellow S686 in the enemy's hand, but she had no other way but to pull her UMP9 trigger to the end.

Fortunately, Zuimeng hid behind the desk in advance, this almost instinctive action saved Zuimeng's life, and the moment the enemy broke through the door, he was stunned for half a second, and then shot Zuimeng - S686's projectiles scattered into twelve after being fired, and the strong desk blocked nearly half of the projectiles for Zuimeng.

Drunken Dream didn't give the enemy a chance to fire a second shot - after the enemy fired, the huge recoil lifted the muzzle of the gun, and just as he wanted to press the muzzle down, Drunken Dream's counterattack had already begun.

With the blessing of the B-level skill (gunsmith), the bullets almost connected in a string, like a sharp arrow of steel, directly into the enemy's body.

All this happened in an instant, and from Duan Mo's angle, he could only see that Zui Meng's chest had been hit in several places by the shotgun's projectiles, and his snow-white shirt was covered with blood, like a blood-colored rose in full bloom.

The smoke from the two furious guns echoed in the narrow turret, and the wooden door looked vulnerable to the powerful bullets, and there was not even any slag left after being beaten.

A moment later, Drunken Meng winked at Duan Mo and signaled that he was still alive.

"Go lick the bag, I can't do it," Drunken Dream sat down on the ground, his face pale from the pain, "only 2 percent of health left." ”

"Oooh!" Duan Mo agreed, quickly climbed to the door, and glanced out. The enemy died a terrible death, his body was pierced by thirty bullets in a second, and even the handrails of the stairs behind him were riddled with bullet holes.

Duan Mo glanced left and right, focusing on the hillside in the distance. The two enemies who followed Duan Mo behind their buttocks before were gone, so Duan Mo left the house with confidence and walked up the stairs.

After opening the enemy's box, Duan Mo immediately shouted, "Damn, you're rich!" ”

Medical kits, painkillers, packets of bullets......

Duan Mo was about to get it, when a question suddenly came to mind.

"Drunken Dream, did you see his teammates when you killed him just now?"

Zuimeng was hiding behind the desk waiting for Duan Mo to give her the medicine, and after Duan Mo asked, Zuimeng suddenly shouted: "It's not good, come back quickly!" ”

It's a pity it's too late.

When Duan Mo left the turret and stayed on the stairs, his attention was all drawn to the sumptuous box, and he didn't notice that another enemy was already lurking under the stairs at his feet.

Without a trace of hesitation, Duan Mo immediately opened the hourglass of Korolos, his chest was hot, and the light around him became a little dim.

He hadn't actually noticed the enemy, but his instinct had saved his life - when Duan Mo turned around and was about to flee back to the inside of the turret, he suddenly saw a pair of eyes staring at him in the shadows behind the cracks in the stairs under his feet.

This scene is like a classic scene in a horror movie, and Duan Mo was really taken aback, but he immediately calmed down - even if it was really a ghost, he couldn't break free from the shackles of time, anyway, in just a few seconds, Duan Mo was an invincible existence.

He took a deep breath, supported his body with his hands, climbed straight down the stairs, drew his gun in the air and shot, and the moment he landed, he just released the time lock.

The enemy's movements were obviously preparing to shoot, Duan Mo was a little afraid, if it weren't for his resourcefulness and bravery, he was afraid that he would be shot through the soles of his feet by this thing soon.

But Duan Mo's time lock was like teleportation to the enemy, he watched Duan Mo lick his bag on the stairs one second, and Duan Mo had disappeared the next second.

This enemy obviously hadn't seen much of the world, and Duan Mo disappeared out of thin air, so he immediately panicked, trying to find Duan Mo with his head held high.

"Brother, I'm here." Duan Mo patted him on the shoulder.

The enemy turned his head, and the moment he saw Duan Mo, his face turned white with fright, and he opened his mouth and roared angrily, "Hang up!" And then shut up forever.

Duan Mo's gun barrel was about to hit the enemy's body, and he fired a few shots lightly, naturally taking him away effortlessly.

"Cut, I haven't seen the world. I teleport with my strength, why do you say I'm hanging. Duan Mo shook his head, this time he didn't lick the bag immediately, but repeatedly confirmed that there were no enemies around him before he slowly started.

These two enemies really came out of P City, and although the equipment on their bodies was not rich, they were also well-off—at least much stronger than poor middle peasants like Duan Mo and Zuimeng.

Duan Meliso took everything he could and hurried back to the turret. Drunken Dream's health is too low, and a slight fall may kill you. Duan Mo didn't hesitate to throw Zuimeng a large medical kit, plus three bottles of painkillers and a hundred rounds of ammunition, and he used a first-aid kit unceremoniously.

The things they snatched were really not distressing to use, Duan Mo and Zuimeng filled up their health, replaced all the armor on their bodies with level two, and finally filled all the bullets, and then-

"Why are you still poor!" Duan Mo wanted to cry without tears, and now although he was no longer in the embarrassment of being overstretched, he still couldn't let them go.

"Two first-aid kits, four bottles of painkillers, and four hundred rounds of ammunition, that's almost enough, right?" Drunken Dream asked, "It's a big deal, be more conservative in the back." ”

"Enough?" Duan Mo asked rhetorically, "Eldest sister, we're two people!" When you fired at those two people on the hill just now, you wasted a hundred rounds of ammunition without firing a single shot! You are the meat grinder of the bullet world, don't you know your horror? ”

Drunken Meng smiled awkwardly, "By the way, what about those two people on the mountain?" You won't take advantage of the firefight on our side and sneak over......"

Duan Mo was stunned.

"Like...... Possibly! ”

"Jingle ......"

With a crisp sound, Duan Mo looked at the small dark green iron ball that flew in from outside the window, and sighed heavily.

"Drunken dreams, drunken dreams, you are really ...... Crow's beak! ”

"Boom!"

The huge wave of air shattered all the glass on all sides of the turret, Duan Mo and Zuimeng reacted quickly enough, but they were still blown up - the moment Duan Mo saw the grenade landing, he directly pulled up Zuimeng and kicked her into the cubicle on the side of the turret, and then he planned to follow up. However, the enemy had obviously been prepared for a long time, and the fuse of the grenade had already burned, and before Duan Mo could move, he was directly blown to the ground.

The severe pain made Duan Mo gasp, he immediately lost his mobility, and the health he had just replenished was directly blown up.

"I'm so angry, drunken dreams! Kill them! ”

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