"Of course, it's not so easy to hit, even if you have a better sniper rifle, it's not easy to kill this big guy. ”

Fira said with a shrug.

Don't just because you've watched some popular ideas in the wasteland, such as "The Domineering Soldier King Falls in Love with Me", "The King of the Reborn Soldier King's Landing in the Wasteland", or "The Demon Soldier King is in the Wasteland", you don't think that the mercenaries are good at wearing Yang in a hundred steps.

In fact, shooting is not an easy task.

It is normal to miss a hit, not to mention a distance of more than 100 meters, even if it is only 50 or 60 meters, it is very difficult to hit a moving target, although the opponent's target is very large, but the problem is that it cannot hit a small vital part, then it is completely useless.

Besides, sharpshooters or something... It also takes a lot of bullets to feed it, but in a wasteland world like this, every bullet is a valuable resource.

And the most important thing is that although mutants are very large and their thinking is also very chaotic, but - mutants are also changed from humans, and they still retain human consciousness to some extent, especially in the area of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, they will consciously avoid deadly bullets and injuries.

Zhao Li handed the "M16A4" back to Fira, and at the same time, it seemed that he suddenly found something, pointed in the direction behind Fira, and said in shock: "Feila, look, what is that?"

Feira took the assault rifle and quickly raised the gun to aim in the direction Zhao Li was pointing.

A sandstorm, the maximum amount of energy is only a few tens of meters, and only the outlines of some low houses can be seen in the distance.

Ferra looked cautiously several times, but found nothing.

"Franken, what are you talking about?"

Fira asked, a little confused, and then he heard what seemed to be a "grunt, grunt" sound behind him...

"What's that sound?"

Fira turned his head strangely, and then the next second, he stared involuntarily.

I saw that his new friend "Franken", who is suspected of being an evolutionary and has great skills, is holding a bottle of "nuclear cola" that glows faintly and is drinking wildly...

"Hmm... Hmm... Wait a minute... Gollum, Gollum..."

Zhao Li made a few notes vaguely, and then continued to gulp the fat house happy water.

There is no carbonic acid in this fat house happy water that has been put for hundreds of years, so the difficulty of blowing a bottle and drying it is greatly reduced, Zhao Li quickly drank a whole bottle of nuclear cola under Fei Qi's stunned gaze.

"Maybe I'm mistaken, I thought there was a mutant over there. ”

Zhao Li wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said casually.

"Really... Okay, Franken, where did you get your nuclear Coke?"

Ferra pointed to the empty glass bottle in Zhao Li's hand with some shock and asked.

He remembered very well that when this Franconian was trekking in the sandstorm, he definitely didn't have a bottle of Coke in his hand, and when this Franconian got into the car, he never took out a Coke, and this Franconian still didn't have a Coke in his hand when he shot a mutant with one shot and landed on the ground with a handsome backflip!

And it is absolutely impossible to hide such a glass bottle as nuclear Coke.

So, where did the bottle of nuclear Coke that Franconian just drank come from?

And this is "nuclear Coke"!

One of the most prized drinks in the wasteland, Ferra was lucky enough to drink a small one, and at that time she completed a rewarding task, and several teammates pooled their money to buy a bottle for treat.

"I just picked it up on the ground. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Li squatted down, leaning against the wall, listening to the ping-pong gunshots and the roars of mutants not far away, looking like he was out of the world.

"Pick it up? Can you pick it up casually on the ground?"

The expression on Fira's face was very strange.

What are you kidding, this is a valuable thing, who would throw it on the ground?

Zhao Li didn't pay any attention to Feira anymore, but just kept a look of falling into reverie.

"Stats panel, upgrade your gun mastery!"

In fact, Zhao Li was looking at his attribute panel.

Now that the situation is urgent, there is no reason not to take 50 contribution points if you have the opportunity to do so - but with Zhao Li's current strength, there is no way not to drink a bottle of fat house happy water.

As for not exposing the golden dragon claws, well, one is not to let people see themselves in front of them empty-handed things, and the other is not to do this again and again, it is not a big problem, after all, there is no magic or anything in this world, even if you say to others that there is a "space storage bag", I am afraid that others will still treat yourself as a psychopath.

So just keep it mysterious, just throw a random reason and let them guess.

Zhao Li drank a bottle of fat house happy water when he was at the high-speed rest stop, but he upgraded the ability to master firearms before leaving, so Zhao Li's current firearm mastery is Lv7, but there are only 2 free attribute points left.

Just another bottle of fat house happy underwater belly, harvested 10 free attribute points, and now the total number is 12 points.

Free Attribute Points: 11→8

Gun Mastery: Lv.7→ Gun Mastery: Lv.8

"Keep upgrading!"

Gun Mastery: Lv.8→ Gun Mastery: Lv.9

···

Gun Mastery: Lv.9→ Gun Mastery: x!

Free Attribute Points: 0!

"It's only level 10, so it's going to be MAX so soon?"

Zhao Li felt the new knowledge of firearms in his heart.

To be honest, the difficulty of upgrading this "gun mastery" is much smaller than his, but he didn't expect that just two bottles of fat house happy water plus some free attribute points given by the start can fill this skill.

"No, in fact, this level is far from the top of the gun... It's just that, well, from an operational point of view, this is really about the same, but if you really want to be invincible with a gun, you still need to ...

Zhao Li slowly closed his eyes, he now put his hand on the pistol on his waist, and he seemed to feel that this pistol had merged with his body.

"Roar—"

At this time, I heard a loud roar of mutants not far away, accompanied by the cries for help from mercenaries and Davidian soldiers.

Zhao Li opened his eyes suddenly.

"Fela, give me another gun. ”

Zhao Li said in an unquestionable tone that contained strong confidence.

"Didn't you try it before?"

Ferra was now wondering if this strong-looking guy was a little out of his head.

What I really have to do at this time is to escape, there are no powerful snipers here, no large-scale, high-powered weapons of destruction, and no power armor and evolutionaries to fight mutants?

"That was before, I just finished drinking Coke!"

Zhao Li stood up and directly snatched the M16A4 from Ferra's hands.

Kela –

Zhao Li pulled the bolt of the gun and said indifferently: "Now, you will know the power of Coke." ”

Strange to say, as Zhao Li raised the gun, a strange emotion rose in Feira's heart, as if he saw a veteran of a hundred battles, the Supreme Wasteland Soldier King standing in front of him, and even the gun in the other party's hand, which was obviously his own, seemed to be integrated with the other party.