Chapter 0033: Hope

"King, you...... There is a problem with the posture of the shot. ”

Wren finally couldn't help but say it, which made Gerald, who was next to him who was racing bullets into the magazine, smile, and look at the hilarious expression, which appeared on his face for the first time after the zombie crisis.

So many colleagues have become zombies, and it was naturally impossible to be happy before, but now they can laugh just because they see the hope of survival.

Qin Heng, who was changing the magazine, frowned.

Although it was night, the light on the watchtower was actually very good, and in the case of not caring or even wanting to be found by zombies, the emergency lights on the watchtower had been turned on, which also made it easy for Wren and Gerald to load their bullets.

Both of them saw Qin Heng's frowning brows.

Wren was nervous in his heart, after professional training, he really felt that Qin Heng's posture of shooting was problematic, and even the posture of raising the gun was problematic, he didn't say it before because the timing was not right, but now he has been watching Qin Heng shoot with the wrong posture, and it is inexplicably almost a hundred shots, facing a moving target zombie that is still running very fast, which makes him very incomprehensible, and finally can't help but say it.

Seeing Qin Heng frowning at this moment, he thought that what he said made Qin Heng unhappy, so he was naturally a little nervous.

Although Gerard wanted to see the joke, he didn't want Qin Heng to be angry, so he hurriedly helped explain: "What Wren means is that your shooting posture is not your unique trick, let alone him, I want to learn your posture, your marksmanship is too powerful, you can go to the Olympics." ”

Wren also borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and said: "Yes, that's what I mean, the problem with your posture is that it's too accurate, and the so-called correct posture we learned can't hit the head of the running zombie at all." ”

Qin Heng grinned and said, "Tell me, the correct posture to shoot." ”

Wren: "? ”

Gerald: "? ”

[You must be talking back, it must be, you want to find a chance to go crazy? 】

Qin Heng noticed the expressions of the two, probably guessed the thoughts of the two, and added: "I am a wild road, the reason why I am accurate is because my hand is very stable, the body of the gun will not shake, and I can also forcibly control the recoil, I need the correct shooting posture and some shooting skills." ”

Hearing Qin Heng say this, combined with Qin Heng's sincere expression at the moment, Ren and Gerald both breathed a sigh of relief, and then said it with great interest, after all, it is a man's favorite topic.

"The posture of holding the gun should be to put the butt of the gun against the shoulder blades, this is the position."

As he spoke, Gerald gestured with his rifle.

"I understand why your marksmanship is so accurate, but if you use the right posture, it will be much easier to shoot, and some strange postures are not practical......"

Wren also took the opportunity to talk about his own experience.

"The rhythm of your breathing is critical, I noticed that you don't breathe at all when you shoot, for a long time of shooting, holding your breath is actually not good, you need to master the correct rhythm of breathing, combined with the frequency of your shooting......"

Under the guidance of two trained professionals, Qin Heng constantly adjusted his posture of raising the gun and shooting, including the frequency and rhythm of his breathing.

The complete body control trait allows him to make instincts that others would take a long time to train to form in a very short period of time.

This time, it has really reached the level of 100 shots.

"You have good eyesight and very accurate predictions, which is a talent that only a sharpshooter can have."

Both Wren and Gerald saw Qin Heng's progress through the speed at which those zombies fell to the ground, and they all exclaimed.

And in fact, the talent they said was only brought about by the physical control characteristics that Qin Heng possessed.

It seems that the two characteristics of not headshots and immortal body and physical fitness enhancement are stronger, but the real power should be the power that is completely mastered by himself, and completely mastering his body can also allow Qin Heng to better play the advantages of those two characteristics.

By the time the gunfire finally stopped, only 52 minutes had passed.

"Are you tired?"

"King, you can rest for a while, and the rest of the zombies will be handed over to us."

Wren and Gerald looked at the dense zombie corpses around the watchtower, as well as the dozens of zombies that were still rushing towards the watchtower, and they were all excited.

Qin Heng saved them a lot of bullets, and the rest of these zombies could be easily dealt with their geographical advantages and weapon advantages.

"You want to rob my head? No, grab my zombie head? ”

Qin Heng glanced at the two of them, made a joke and climbed directly down the watchtower.

"Don't shoot."

After landing on the ground, Qin Heng shouted, and then ran wildly.

His physical fitness has been improved again, and the speed of running at this moment has really surpassed that of zombies, although he ran faster than zombies before, but now he looks more relaxed and casual, just like an adult who is teasing children: You chase me, if you catch up with me, I will buy you a lollipop, hehehe.

The zombies are like ignorant children, unaware of the treacherous and crazy pursuit ahead.

Qin Heng stopped at the place where he abandoned the gun before because there were too many zombies, and he might say this kind of thing when the gun is in the person, but he will definitely not really make it.

Weapons were created for human use, and there is no need for lifeless people to live and die together.

As soon as he lifted his spear, Qin Heng turned his head and ran wildly again, and directly opposite him were dozens of zombies running towards him.

[It's a pity that so many trait fragments were wasted in order to be in a hurry and conquer these people.] 】

Qin Heng wielded a spear, and his strong physical fitness made him look at those zombies running extremely fast, as if he was looking at his children running with all his might.

Whether it's speed or power, it's almost negligible.

Qin Heng at this moment is 1.5 times stronger than Qin Heng who just came to this base, which doesn't sound like much, but it's like a normal human track and field 100-meter record, within ten seconds, every 0.1 second of improvement is another world.

Qin Heng, who was standing in another world, was a little shocking when he shot out, and when the strength was completely crushed, Chuanwu no longer only had speed, strength and precision, but also the violent aesthetics of fighting like an action movie.

Wren and Gerald on the watchtower were fascinated, and the soldiers in the storehouse also opened the metal door of the storehouse, and approached the place where Qin Heng was fighting while guarding the surroundings, they wanted to watch the battle closer.

For them, this is not just a battle for survival, but also a battle of hope for humans to form a prairie fire when facing zombies whose fighting power surpasses that surpasses that of humans.

Zombies fast?

Someone is faster than a zombie.

Zombies are not afraid of pain and death?

Someone can kill with one blow, and slaughter thousands of people with a single shot.

Just because King can do it doesn't mean anyone else can do it, and all the survivors in the base know this and know that they can't do it.

But so what?

King is a human, King is trying his best to kill zombies, King not only keeps them alive, but also gives them hope.

In the face of hope, they are willing to follow and give all their efforts to share the hope brought by King to all survivors around the world.

Therefore, when Qin Heng finally finished killing the zombies and began to check the number of characteristic fragments he had obtained, Wren took the 12 members of the Navy SEALs and Gerald took the 33 survivor soldiers of the base, and stood beside Qin Heng in an untidy manner.

"Salute!"

Qin Heng smiled, did not return the salute, and said directly: "Let's go to Jerusalem." ”