Fatal Shot-Chapter 710: Frantic Escape

The last Light Armored Warrior had given up and hidden away to one side. The Manipulator and Scout players behind him who were initially attacking them were at first a little stunned.

Then, one by one, they hurriedly retreated behind the SUVs.

This could not be completely blamed on them being timid, it was really the two Light Armored Warriors being killed consecutively at once. This made them feel an even greater threat than they did previously!

On their side, the Manipulators and Machine Gunners who were killed were ultimately all vulnerable professions. Furthermore, that Earth Manipulator's forcefield was not full either—it was still acceptable that they were killed by one sniper shot from the opponent!

But now it was two Light Armored Warriors that had been killed.

Moreover, they were Light Armored Warriors who had taken potions and with a lot more than 10,000 health.

In the end, they were still killed by the opponent with one shot!

Plus it was amidst high-speed Charge—in such an environment, with their visions unable to clearly decipher movement, they were still effortlessly hit in the critical points by the opponent!

With this attack power along with this difficulty, anyone who did not flee would be a fool.

"F*ck…"

"How could there be such a rad Sniper? Don't tell me it's someone in the top 100 of the ability ranking!"

One by one, the Wolves and Golden Scorpion players hid near the SUVs as they cursed and discussed.

Many of their faces were filled with panic, and they even had fear in their eyes.

There was no choice, the opponent only needed one shot for Light Armored Warriors—it was clearly impossible for them vulnerable ones to take one bullet from the opponent!

With so many of them, if they were to rush out and attack together, the single opponent would certainly have no way of killing all of them immediately. They would definitely rather have the chance to focus their firepower and kill the opponent.

Despite that, the problem was that everyone was selfish, given the current situation, and no one was willing to be the sacrifice.

After all, if one was chosen by the opponent as the target and was hit by an incoming shot, then there would be no possibility at all for a narrow escape—death would strip one of Levels and also equipment!

Although it was now easier to level back up after losing Levels and equipment, equipment could be picked up by one's companions. After all, no one wanted to die even once!

Besides, if they died, having gone through one night's worth of a tough mission would have gone to waste!

Hence, it was in any f*cking way better to have someone else die than oneself.

It was best to have those from the Wolves or Golden Scorpion teams die!

Hence, a bizarre scene appeared on the battlefield—one side was clearly still left with 30 to 40 people but all were hiding behind structures or the SUVs, not showing themselves to attack!

Whereas on the other side, there was just one person who was containing enemies of over 10 times more in number with one sniper rifle in hand!

If other people were to see this scene, they would feel pity—this was the deterrence power of a Sniper!

Oh, wrong, it's the deterrence power of War's top Sniper!

"F*ck, a Sniper!"

"Wait, we have Snipers too…"

The Wolves and Golden Scorpion people suddenly thought of something amidst cursing.

They had Snipers as well; since normal regions of activity in Death Forest were quite restrictive to Snipers, the teams only had one or two Snipers respectively!

But despite this, they were still Snipers!

Why the f*ck were they of no use at all, in such a situation, couldn't they at least stand out and counterattack?

If you don't defeat the opponent Sniper as a Sniper, then what are you there for?

"Ping!"

"Ping!"

Just when they were thinking spitefully like that, two consecutive sniper gunshots had sounded!

Thereafter, here on their side, the head of a Sniper player, who was prone at the edge of a building, fell to the ground! The Sniper player had not been counterattacking that one-shot Sniper.

"F*ck, again!?"

"We're already hidden, how can he still hit us?"

"Wrong, this is a gunshot! It's not that Sniper!" someone realized.

This time, the location of the source of the sniper bullet was not opposite them. It was in the direction of the first bunch of people they had chased, and they had already been quiet for some time.

The position they were hiding in now aided in avoiding the shooting angle of that one-shot Sniper as much as possible.

However, they did not notice that they had been exposed in the field of vision of the people they had chased!

…

"Ping!"

A bullet went through a Normal SUV with a defense coefficient that was not considered high, then drilled through a Scout player's helmet at the left temple, and shot out once more from the right side through a huge bloody hole.

It carried boiling hot blood that splattered the sand on the ground. The ground was radiating red light!

"-9945!"

The 25th!

After firing this bullet, Feng Luo unhesitatingly took a few steps diagonally backward, effortlessly dodging the opponent's following few counterattacks!

From the moment he had killed the only opponent Machine Gunner player, it had only been over two minutes!

Two minutes, 25 heads.

This rate was even higher than the previous killing of the September Guild people!

The reason for the great increase in rate was naturally because, after the system update, sniper rifles did not have the highly limiting "cooldown time".

To a Normal Sniper, this was not too meaningful, but to a top Sniper, this could be multiplied fatality!

Besides, such a rate was also owing to the effort of Watermelon Skin and his people who, even though did not kill many, had forced these people into a difficult spot.

And it was also due to the effort of Mu Zi and the other three who had joined in the battle halfway.

This battle was not just a battle of his own, but a mini team battle.

Hmm…I must say that it was able to be so smooth thanks to another system update, which was the update of "players in combat state would be unable to engage in pet summoning and retrieving".

This restriction, to him who already had 24K in slumber, was not too meaningful, but at least he was able to reduce the combat power of the players on the other side by at least one-third.

After all, with Feng Luo's current thought processing speed towards other players' skills, the attack methods they had, as well as other things, it could be said that his mental reaction could be analyzed easily within a second.

From there, he could dodge or respond accurately at a reaction speed way faster than normal people!

However, if the opponents summoned pets, then the battle would not be so easy.

The combat power of Normal and Elite-Grade pets was not considered strong.

Despite this, the special abilities of some pets were quite decent—they would be able to unleash a complementary effect when matched well, hand in glove, with the player.

If it were close to 50 pets together in the battle, it would undoubtedly magnify the difference in numbers between the two sides—even he, Feng Luo, would have fallen into much trouble!

"Ping!"

"-10340!"

After Feng Luo stepped back and dodged the attacks, with a turn and holding the Wings of Death, he jumped onto the roof of the abandoned building beside him in a few steps!

After this, he propped up the Wings of Death once more and opened fire.

This time, the bullets shot out from the Wings of Death rifle were covered with a layer of black. In such a dark environment, the trajectory in the air was close to nothing, but when it hit, it went straight through the head of a Heavy Armored Warrior. He had absorbed much damage and was brandishing an Alloy Sword, creating conditions for the backlines to output.

["You have killed an enemy camp player, according to the battle process, Merit earned: 1!"]

It was the 26th one, and he had gotten 15 Merit points!

The main thing was that it was not that the system would reward Merit points for killing just anyone, especially if it were some players who could not pose him any damage threat.

This also dashed the hopes of some people who were not lacking in money and wanted to make use of the camp's rewards to spend credits and buy people to farm Merit.

"F*ck…"

The death of the Heavy Armored Warrior had made the Wolves and Golden Scorpion players, who already had less than 20 people, hopelessly lose their battle will.

They currently had the upper hand in terms of numbers. The problem was that the professions that could truly threaten the opponent Sniper had all died!

Right, they had all died!

In their team, there was a total of just nine Light Armored Warriors. Even the last Light Armored Warrior, unable to stand being continuously scolded by another small Scout team, had lifted his Alloy Sword and charged out!

The result was not much different from the outcomes of the previous two Light Armored Warriors—he was busted in the head with one shot.

It was said that the Manipulators and Gunners being killed had made them afraid. Then, the Light Armored Warriors being similarly killed by the opponent would have made them panic.

But this panic was definitely not as much as the pressure over 10 seconds ago when the team's first Heavy Armored Warrior was similarly killed by the opponent!

Even though that Heavy Armored Warrior had lost over one-third of health due to the counterattack from that bunch of people they were chasing, that remaining health was still up to 10,000, even close to 15,000. He was still effortlessly slain.

Even if that had been said over 10 seconds ago, it wouldn't have mattered—if Heavy Armored Warriors could be killed so easily, the team didn't stand a chance.

Perhaps the opponent had made use of some special bullet, or possibly the skill of the Legendary Sniper rifle in the opponent's hands. Hopefully this kind of skill could only be used once.

N ow, the second Heavy Armored Warrior was being slain too.

Quickly, flip the remaining people's battle mentality!

Fight, how to fight? Fight with what?

There was not one Light Armored Warrior left, Medics and Scouts had all died, and Snipers were useless.

They were left with a bunch of Manipulators and Heavy Armored Warriors. Initially, they had still intended to use the SUVs and Heavy Armored Warriors' shields to defend themselves , but they realized in the end that these two were unable to block that one-shot Sniper across from them!

"Retreat! I quit this fight!"

The initiator was at the front of the SUV line and nobody knew who he was. Water curtains, firewalls, wind barriers, and other vision-disrupting skills suddenly rose one after another.

After this, the remaining fewer than 20 players frantically rushed towards the last few SUVs!

Both Wolves and Golden Scorpion had chosen to retreat. At this time, the two mercenary teams that were usually in conflict now had no spare time to scold and attack each other.

One by one, they just wanted to retreat first, to leave the sniping range of this Sniper!

Or, to be more precise, they just wanted to flee!

They still had close to 20 people remaining and if they were to rush into some of the abandoned buildings of the military base, they should still have a chance to turn the tables!

However, this chance might not mean much at all.

Initially, even with close to 50 people, they were unable to compromise with each other. Now, with just fewer than 20 people, could they still triumph?

It must be made known that the opponent was not alone either, but with more than 10 helpers!

Besides, what was more important was that the Golden Scorpion people had already fought to be the first to retreat. Would the Wolves people not retreat to clean up after the Golden Scorpion people?

"F*ck, dream on!"

When the water curtain and firewall skills were used up, seven or eight Energy SUVs charged at full speed out of the military base in the opposite direction, into the desert .

Left on the battlefield were more than 20 corpses, as well as many prizes and even equipment that were unable to be retrieved!

However, on the roof of an abandoned structure, that Sniper was not concerned about those prizes. He was behind the propped-up Wings of Death sniper rifle, swiftly pointing the scope at the fleeing vehicles!

Perhaps these people did not know.

How foolish they were, turning their backs and fleeing from a Sniper who could snipe people in SUVs!

This was already proven three days before with a September Guild Energy SUV!