MTL - I’m From The World Of Punishment-Chapter 57 natural disaster Luohuai

City V, although it is the place with the most supplies in the entire map, it is not like those fringe towns that are full of gunfire.

On the contrary, all the players hold their breaths. As time goes by, more and more players will rush here, and they will all go here after they have accumulated enough supplies.

Once a shot is fired, there will be countless pairs of eyes locked on the shooter, and this steel forest has turned into a dark forest.

"I knew it would become like this." The player {Old Gun} leaned against a hidden corner of the street.

"A group of people are huddled in some place. It's useless except to waste time." He stroked his slightly curly beard.

As a [Warrior] class gunner, he doesn't like assassin-like snipers, and he doesn't like the kind of heavy machine gunners who stay fixed on one point until they die.

He only likes to rush, and recklessness is over. Whether it is street fighting or in an open area, hearty macho shooting is what he desires.

Now this situation really makes him uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to let the fuse, it's meaningless.

"Dungeon will, if you don't want the situation to continue in this stalemate, then let's have some excitement."

It's a pity that nothing happened. There is no customer service in this game. The dungeon will be busy doing things on the main battlefield on the other side, so the casual people here are simply dismissed.

Until the evening, except for the encounters between a few waves of players who came from the outskirts of V city, no one in the central city had fired a single shot.

You will never know how much patience a group of dog saints will have in order to win. The gun battle game does not rely on guns, but on longevity.

In fact, the situation is not so extreme. The dungeons of battle royale plots are quite common, but such a large map as this time is relatively rare. Large-scale gun conflicts are common in the finals. After all, ammunition is free.

However, there seemed to be a lot of snipers in this round... a lot... well, a lot.

I don't know why, but the refresh rate of guns such as snipers is extremely high in this dungeon, especially V City. As for how high it is?

Let's put it this way, the first wave of players who arrived here thought they would have a good time.

In the end, it turned into a person carrying a big sniper, and a group of people were shooting at each other across the street.

Good guy, the passionate shootout has become a turn-based game!

In the end, the gunfire became less and less, and it fell into silence.

"Made, waste of time." {Old Gun} was so angry that he squatted in a corner all day, and finally slipped into a small room with no one at night.

The gun in hand shot three times! never again

Never used it.

Fortunately, this room also comes with a bed, so you can lie down and rest.

Although players in Mortal Realm are already prepared to stay in the fantasy world for several days, there is no problem with the physical body.

But at night in the fantasy world, the soul will still feel tired after long-term activities, and proper sleep in the fantasy world can relieve this fatigue.

Lao Qiang blocked a little debris at the door, and lay down on the bed after relaxing.

Anyway, this one is considered useless, and if he is eliminated, he will be eliminated. It is his own bad luck.

Take a good rest, maybe you can kill the Quartet the next day.

…

"On how steel is tempered."

There was a lot of iron in Luo Huai's backpack, and he had the tendency to open a steel factory by himself.

After a busy day, Luo Huai didn't know how much work he had done and how many steel bars he had knocked.

But he dared to declare that there was no metal that he could obtain in the huge underground of City V.

And in order to prevent himself from being buried due to landslides, he hollowed out the top of his head every time he went under a building, and put a few layers of squares on it.

And every time a certain distance was passed, Luo Huai would block the tunnel behind him.

The torches are not enough. If such a long dark tunnel is left, it will be a natural monster spawning field, and the monsters can bury him alive.

Luo Huai tried to knock open a block blocked behind him, and dozens of pairs of scarlet eyes immediately looked over, scaring him to quickly block it again.

The summoning stone of the doomsday, the evaluation of the epic is really not talking.

Luo Huai didn't know that it was already night on the ground at this time, and at night, the brightness naturally decreased.

"Boom! Boom!"

Lao Qiang was awakened by a knock on the door, his eyes were only dazed for a moment, and then became clear immediately.

Turning over and getting out of bed, he picked up the pistol beside him.

This small room is small and has no windows, only a door and one exit. If there is a battle, the pistol is much more flexible.

But which player would be stupid enough to knock on the door outside at this time? When you encounter a door that cannot be opened, you will leave, right?

In this city as quiet as a dead city, this kind of knock on the door is not much lighter than shooting a gun. The point is that it may trap him even if you don't expose yourself.

Lao Qiang used his foot to slightly push aside the sundries blocking the door. He wanted to open a little gap in the door. He would not go up to look at it stupidly.

"Fuck, what is this? A zombie?"

Outside the door, a zombie was repeatedly knocking on the door like a machine.

From Luo Huai's perspective, the square-looking zombie looks like a ferocious zombie in the eyes of other players. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Not cute at all.

"How can the battle royale refresh zombies?" Old Gun didn't rush to close the door, and the zombies moved clumsily, like a puppet manipulated by a novice puppeteer with poor skills, and it looked like it would fall apart at any time.

Lao Qiang still didn't choose to shoot in the end, anyway, seeing how weak the zombie was, he wouldn't even try to knock on the door made of iron.

However, just when Lao Qiang was about to close the door and go back to sleep.

Gunshots rang out from surrounding buildings.

bump! bump!

Da da da! !

There were more and more gunshots, followed by the explosion of grenades.

Why did they start fighting all of a sudden? Old Gun realized that something was wrong.

The gun battle has already begun, there is no need to be afraid of this and that.

He raised his pistol, blasted the head of the zombie in front of the door a few times, picked up the props backpack by the bed, and rushed out the door.

As soon as he walked out the door, before he could touch anyone, an arrow hit his face.

But Lao Qiang's B-level intelligence and C-level explosion mean that his reaction nerves are excellent.

It was too late to tilt his head, Lao Qiang raised his hand to block the arrow with his pistol.

Under normal circumstances, this arrow has no threat to him.

However, more than one arrow was fired.

In the surrounding streets and alleys, four or five skeletons suddenly appeared, and the bows in their hands were fully wound.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The five arrows went straight to the head of Lao Qiang's neck.

"Where did so many undead come from!"

Lao Qiang let out a last cry of frustration.

brush!

Five arrows hit the head, killing him instantly.