"Bang!" A tongue of fire flashed from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullets whizzed by, shattering the skull of the alien who had returned to report the news, and the frightened mount fled in panic.

Su Ming's actions directly showed his determination, and after shooting the alien who reported the news, he aimed his gun at the remaining mounts in the alien team.

Su Ming's sniper rifle is green equipment, although the grade is not high, but the caliber determines its firepower, and the 12.7mm caliber bullet is like tearing a piece of paper to smash several mounts.

【Smasher】

Category: Firearms

Quality: Green

Attack: 46-52

Bombload: 10/10

Durability: 31/40

Skill 1 Accurate (Passive): Comes with a 4-16x optical sight, and there is no error in bullets within 1000 meters (the theoretical range is 3500 meters, and the actual effective range is 2900 meters).

Skill 2 Shatter (Passive): Use 12.7mm bullets to have a chance to crush the target after attacking.

The alien team was still confused when they saw the departing leader fall to the ground, and the ensuing gunfire woke them up. Immediately afterward, the mounts in their ranks died inexplicably one by one in a distant roar.

The aliens froze for several seconds before they could react, and someone had killed their mounts to prevent them from going back to ventilate.

The sound of the smasher's gun locked Su Ming's position for the aliens, and they rushed towards Su Ming's hillside with their spears.

"Bang!" One of the White Cang clans who rushed to the front suddenly turned into two, and the sound of gunfire followed. One by one, the alien race fell on the way to charge, and the distance from Su Ming was only 500m.

"Bang!" Another target in the scope fell to the ground, and the hot shell exited from the chamber and fell to the ground with a puff of steam.

Ten bullets were all hit, and after two days of practice in the Void, his firearm mastery had been improved to Lv2.

After replacing it with a new magazine, Su Ming continued to shoot the charging alien team. As soon as the Shatterer's bullet hits, the opponent will die or be incapacitated.

In addition to the twelfth empty shot, 27 people have already died under his gun. Each bullet brought up a stream of minced flesh and blood, and some of the aliens who fell to the ground were still groaning in pain, and finally died in despair.

Su Ming put on the fourth magazine, and the alien race under the hillside was getting closer and closer.

"Poof!" A white cangclan was directly shattered in the impact of the bullet, and the flesh and bones were scattered all over the ground.

The ejected cartridge casings shimmered in the sun's rays and landed on the ground with a crisp crash against the other cartridge casings.

After the fourth magazine was completely gone, the alien race had already rushed in front of him, Su Ming changed to the fifth magazine, and with a few random blind shots, he once again killed a few enemies who rushed in front of him.

Luo blood emerged from his hands, and Su Ming and Zhao Wen rushed towards the alien lineup with their weapons.

"Passionate!"

Cheng Ling added a buff that can increase attack power by 7%, which is better than nothing.

"Click!" The shaft of the spear snapped under the blade of the blood, and the blade of the sword slashed down the alien's shoulder, cutting him in two.

The sword flowers flew, and the blood cut off the spearheads in the field one by one. Su Ming nimbly dodged in the crowd, while Zhao Wen held his shield on his chest, like a tank rampage through the crowd.

"Poof!" The cold light of the blade sliced across the eyes of an alien, and the blood erased his consciousness with his consternation.

"Ding!" "Boom!" More than a dozen alien races jointly besieged Su Ming alone, Su Ming didn't dare to stay in place, he kept moving quickly on the ground. After splitting the spear blade that stabbed at him, Su Ming slashed at several alien races that were closer.

Luo Blood slashed several spears into several pieces like a sugar cane, and the sound of the blade slashing into the flesh was dull and mesmerizing.

Zhao Wen's shield knocked a group of aliens on their backs, and several spears pierced his back, but they were blocked by a layer of armor. Zhao Wen reflexively smashed an alien race out more than ten meters with a hammer, and the white cangclan gushed blood and internal organs in the air, falling to the ground and knocking over a group of colleagues.

Cheng Lin hid far away, lying in a nest of grass and raising her head from time to time to give the two of them a mouthful.

The alien team surrounded Su Ming and Zhao Wen in three layers and three layers outside, and spears stabbed at the vital points of the two from a sinister and tricky angle.

The two of them were caught in a fierce battle, and in a short time they were already covered with scars.

"Su Ming, I've killed 26 of them!" Zhao Wen was killed, and the hammer was full of blood stains.

"39, not counting snipers." Su Ming replied.

"!"

Su Ming lowered his head to dodge the tip of the spear stabbed from behind, and raised his hand to cut off several spears in front of him. He took a step back from the spear behind him, and the blood slashed through the air with a sharp whirl.

"Poof!" The three aliens slashed in an instant, and the mantis bayonet in his left hand blocked the flank thrust again, and Luo Blood slashed the spear that sneaked up on the right side by the way.

Su Ming turned around and clamped the spear blocked by the mantis bayonet in his arms, "Smack!" With a twist of his waist, several spears broke in response. He lifted his foot and kicked the tip of a spear out, which spun in a circle in the air and pierced into the chest of an alien.

"Boom!" The bloody slash slashed at the metal blade, so deep that the slash almost cut the spear in two. His swordsmanship mastery has been boosted to 13% experience at Lv2 through the fight in the previous few days.

Only half of the enemies on the field remained, Su Ming and Zhao Wen were both covered in scars, and blood covered their whole bodies, both of their own and their enemies.

The burst of life has begun to activate, a blood hole behind Su Ming has begun to heal slowly, and several puncture wounds on his shoulders and calves are also being repaired little by little.

The enemy's offensive was too intensive, and Cheng Ling alone had no time to treat it. The recovery items in Su Ming's backpack didn't have time to use them, and he dared to stab him in the throat with a spear if he dared to eat an alien race.

50% of Su Ming's HP began to rise slowly, and now the life burst can recover 10 HP in 3 seconds.

"Su Ming, the box has been divided equally, this battle can't be fought in vain!" Zhao Wen knocked an alien into a blue nose and swollen face, and then shouted.

"Well said."

The explosion rate of the box is low, Su Ming cut more than 170 pieces yesterday, and not even a white box fell.

The enemies on the field gradually became thinner, and after the injury gradually recovered, Su Ming's state became more and more courageous. After seeing that Su Ming could recover his health by himself, Cheng Ling gave Zhao Wen the healing skill.

The sword in Su Ming's hand fluttered wildly, cutting the besieging alien race into parts.

"Zheng!"

The spear stabbed past Su Ming's face, and the bloody blade seemed to be naked out of the sea, and a sword pierced the throat of an alien race in front of him.

Several spears pierced his back, and after being blocked by the black scale armor, they still pierced into Su Ming's flesh and blood.

Su Ming cut off three spears with his backhand, and kicked the alien race in front of him with one kick. He pulled out the tip of the spear in pain, and the muscles in his back twitched with the touch of the wound.

There were still seventy or eighty aliens left on the field, and their eyes had already begun to show a look of fear.

Su Ming saw Zhao Wen not far away, he didn't have Su Ming's speed, he could only rely on his shield and body to carry it. The current situation was precarious, and Su Ming slashed down the three alien races in front of him and came to his aid.

"Back to back!" Su Ming shouted.

Zhao Wen immediately understood what he meant, and leaned in the direction of Su Ming. His limbs were covered with hideous wounds, and blood was gushing from fresh scars.

After the two converged, the pressure was much less, and Su Ming lost the pressure behind him and concentrated on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

After two battles, there were some subtle gaps in Luoxue, and its quality was here, and Su Ming couldn't force anything.

With the cooperation of the two, there are fewer and fewer aliens on the field, and gradually from sixty or seventy to forty or fifty. Su Ming's wrist began to ache, and the continuous high-intensity combat made his wrist a little loaded.

The soldiers of the alien race are not stupid, although their attributes are not high, but according to the cooperation of the standing formation, it has brought great pressure to Su Ming, if the number of enemies exceeds three hundred, Su Ming will definitely not try.

Luo's blood was already red with blood, and after the pressure around him gradually decreased, Su Ming and Zhao Wen killed each other again.

The sword flipped over, and the sword light and sword shadow took away one life after another from time to time, and the blood slashed open the chest of an alien race with a bloody wind, and the sword roared and pierced a foreign soldier along with the spear.

There are fewer and fewer aliens on the field, and the battle situation has changed from encircling and suppressing Su Ming and Zhao Wen to the pursuit of the two.

I have to mention that the military spirit of the alien race is really strong, and the number of military formations is not one in ten, and they still attack the two.

After Luo Blood cut off the spear that had pierced it again, several sword lights flew away, and only a few scattered White Cang Clans were left on the field.

Perhaps it was Su Ming's gaze that stimulated them, and the remaining three or five people dropped their spears and ran away.

Su Ming picked up the smasher with an expressionless face, "Bang bang!" A few gunshots rang out, and the last few aliens fell to the ground.

The search party was wiped out.

"Whew!" Zhao Wen sat on the ground with his buttocks, and his hands full of blood rubbed on the grass. After taking out a cigarette from his backpack, he lit it with a trembling wrist.

He took out some bandages and medicines, and Su Ming watched him pour the alcohol on the wound "with a pause", and the expression on his face almost turned into an emoji.

Cheng Lin bandaged some of his serious wounds, and it took several packs of bandages for Zhao Wen's wounds to stop bleeding. Zhao Wen took out a bottle of mineral water and poured it, and the battle lasted for about ten minutes, but he was more tired than an hour a few days ago.

Su Ming picked up a white box on the ground and put it in Zhao Wen's arms, and only one of the 200 alien races exploded.

"I said Su Ming, can you give me a mental preparation before you start next time. As the captain, we listened to you, but didn't we even have a chance to negotiate? Zhao Wen tilted his head and looked at Su Ming, his eyes displeased.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to discuss it. If we let that alien run back, the situation will be troublesome, and the best thing to do is for them to find the clue to the crystal, and we'll take it and leave none of them. Su Ming also lit a cigarette.

Although Su Ming's approach was very risky, he succeeded and won the first opportunity for the human race.

"What's next?" Zhao Wen asked.

"Let's go see what they've left behind."

Su Ming was interested in the crystal fragment that could produce resonance, and in the last battle, Stoad King didn't take this item with him, and when he found it, he put the detection equipment back in place.