Chapter 191: Death, I'm Coming to Collect People
The people in the huge freshman office were petrified on the spot, so many people crammed into one room, but it was so quiet that it was as if there was no breathing sound.
They tried to clear their minds, building in their minds a model of what had just happened in the short seconds before and after the sheriff's office. Or more accurately, trying to convince one's sanity to believe this bizarre truth.
The Scarlet Reaper, one of the world's three major snipers, tried to kill from the top of a speeding train, in a very short moment through a window eight hundred meters away, under the pressure of a huge wind.
Normally, this is already a god-level operation that is enough to be written into a sniper textbook, and it properly belongs to the MVP who overturns the audience with one shot. But when it comes to the second heavyweight on the stage today, it suddenly seems to have become a melon skin.
Not long ago, everyone in this room thought that the red-clothed gunman was trying to shoot a flying sniper through the building to get a headshot, although he missed the slightest miss, but this operation has been shocked by them.
Only now did they realize that the pattern was still small.
They did fly to snipe the lock of the next building, but it was not their director who locked it, but the Scarlet Reaper flying at super high speed on the top of the train eight hundred meters away from the building.
And people didn't miss at all, and they were killed on the spot with a headshot.
What the hell is this!?
The death threat of the sheriff chief is a major incident, so there are actually some experts who have studied sniping among the people invited for this incident. But the more experts they are, the more they understand that a hundred steps through Yang in film and television dramas are bluffing, and a sniper rifle can hit a very far, but it is actually very difficult to hit a moving target, let alone on a high-speed train.
And at this time, the facts they saw simply made them feel that most of their lifetime of theoretical research could be dragged to feed the dogs, and it was demeaning to say that it was a sniper god, and this should belong to a super monster called a god when God came.
So who is this person?
A peerless gunslinger who has completely crushed even the Crimson Reaper...... Do such people really exist on this planet?
How could it be that no one had ever heard of such a monster until now?
Compared with the messy experts whose mentality exploded in the whole room, Director Li Shou seemed extraordinarily calm and calm.
"Don't take it lightly." He said, "Although the Crimson Death is solved, the Black Sun still does not appear. The battle has just begun. ”
"Yes."
The people who heard the order reluctantly recovered from this miraculous fact and forced themselves to focus on the task.
At the same time, many people can't help but admire the calm and steady of this young director. It was clear that he was the one who was targeted by the super killer, and he was the one who had just passed by death in the middle of the line of fire between the two god-level snipers, but he acted like he was nothing, as if what had just happened had not caused him any trouble at all.
After everyone left, Li Shou, who returned to the office, stared at the broken window and lost his mind.
That bat girl...... I wonder how she marksmanship?
Could it be her? Or maybe her companions?
Although unfounded, he always felt as if she was right next to him. Although he didn't know where it was, he seemed to be able to feel it.
Kassandra in the ventilation duct: "......"
......
In fact, this shot was very unreasonable to others, but it was far less exaggerated to Chu Cheng.
First of all, other snipers have to go into battle with real knives and guns to aim in person, but he doesn't have to. Playing Death Shooter feels like playing an FPS game, and in theory aiming is simple, you just have to aim at the opposite character with the eye-catching crosshair in the center of the screen.
Although there is also a large difference in skill between players in different segments of the shooter, in general, the difficulty of aiming is of course completely different from reality. Even if a low-level player wants them to drive the game character and use the game crosshair and mouse aiming to shootout in real life, they are all sharpshooters.
Not to mention the character characteristics of "Death Shooter", Chu Cheng also has passive skills to assist in aiming.
After all, the positioning of the Death Shooter is a sharpshooter, and the character comes with aiming skills. The effect is similar to the Shot Assist feature in console games, with the system automatically correcting when the player's crosshair approaches the target, causing the player's crosshair to automatically align to the target to be locked onto.
The plug-in of this micro self-aiming makes the aiming difficulty greatly reduced. When operating Dead Fire, the player only needs to move the crosshair near the target, and the aim assist will automatically calibrate the deviation.
As for how they were locked through the wall to the people on the high-speed train on the tracks opposite the building...... Well, this part is not what Death Shooters are capable of.
Dead shot is only accurate, and the skill has self-aim but no perspective. Although his helmet eyepiece is equipped with a Batman-like infrared sight function, it is too far away and is not suitable for aiming through walls.
And this monster-level positioning perception function comes from Daredevil, the strongest perception superpower in the team.
Team up with Daredevil as a Death Shooter, and then have Daredevil act as the eye of observation. For lawyer Ma, it doesn't make a difference as long as there are many layers of obstacles within the radar perception range of his human body.
Lawyer Ma pinpointed the location of the Scarlet Reaper, asked Friday to mark the location on Chu Cheng's screen, and used her super intelligence to accurately calculate the time and direction of the Scarlet Reaper when it passed through the sniper point by combining the speed of the train and the direction of the track, which was also marked by Friday in the game screen.
So what Chu Cheng needed to do was to ascend to the sky at the exact time, aim in the sky, and kill with one shot.
Even if he misses and misses, Kassandra, who is on standby in the ventilation duct, will have time to save Li Shou from the Scarlet Reaper's gun.
Of course, this is a backup backhand, and it doesn't look like it's being used.
Black Sun didn't know about the death shot yet, but their intelligence network soon intercepted the Scarlet Reaper's miss. Intelligence says that the Crimson Reaper fell from the top of the train, but what happened is unknown.
At this moment, three small black van carts are driving on the highway leading to Huicheng.
This is another team of killers from the Black Sun, and both cars are full of elites. The organization really did its best this time. In fact, they may not have a choice, the elites have failed in Huicheng one after another, if this is not true, then they will not have to mix in the industry in the future.
The team is led by James Avery, one of the only remaining aces in the organization who is trusted by the leader.
At this time, the team had just entered the territory of Hui City, and James was talking to the leader.
"Yes, here we are...... Yes, I heard about the Scarlet Reaper, and the director named Li Shou is really a hard stubble, and even he really didn't expect it to miss......
...... Oh, and you can rest assured. ”
James smiled.
"I've brought the best people and definitely something you can trust. Wait a few minutes and we'll be there soon. He's already a dead man......"
Rumble!!!
There was no warning at all.
The tool cart in front of them exploded, and the hot air wave swept over, and the scorching shock wave violently blew over the high-speed body, like a ball of scrap metal rubbing a long string of sparks on the road, and the metal fence was deformed with a clatter.
The two cars following behind hurriedly slammed into the direction, and although they were lucky enough to avoid the burning wreckage of their teammates in front, the two cars also collided one after another, causing everyone in the car to stagger.
"What the hell!?"
James' phone flew somewhere. But the experience allowed him to adjust as fast as he could, barely allowing himself to climb out of the broken window.
He shook his drowsy brain, and with some confusion, he saw what seemed to be a person in front of the road.
A heavily armed man. A sturdy physique, as if he was wearing some kind of solid combat uniform, and a black and yellow asymmetrical helmet on his head.
He was covered with all kinds of guns and ammunition, with two swords stuck in his back, a black automatic rifle in his hand, and a grenade launcher in his hand, and he was walking slowly towards them with a big grin.
The most dangerous mercenary on the DC planet, Deathknell.
Death, it's time to collect people.