Fatal Shot Chapter 454 - Killing One More Time

Chapter 454: Killing One More Time

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Da da da…”

On the fifth floor, with an electromagnetic rotor driving the six metallic barrels to turn at high speed, the h.e.l.lish Meat Grinder produced a screeching metallic-like roar as the ejected alloy bullet sh.e.l.ls danced in the air, the clear yellow bullets drilling out from the flames erupting from the gun barrel.

The Tyrant used its gigantic claw from its mutated arm to block the attack, but was. .h.i.t and sent staggering back, as dense bullet holes appeared in its gigantic claw one by one, sending flesh and blood flying.

As a Level 50 quality Rare heavy machine gun, even Big Pineapple was considered a counterfeit Machine Gunner.

But with profession specialization bonus, it made the Tyrant howl furiously and its gigantic claw-s.h.i.+elds a blur of flesh and blood.

This was a Level 48 Tyrant, and with its gigantic claws s.h.i.+elding Big Pineapple’s shooting angle, even when it was a Rare-Grade machine gun firing at full-power, it might not be able to kill it before completely firing out one chain of bullets.

But Big Pineapple was not alone.

“Da, da, da!”

As the h.e.l.lish Meat Grinder sounded and the impact power of the bullets at close to 100 per second against the Tyrant, another crisper sound suddenly appeared from behind the Tyrant.

Less than five meters from the Tyrant, with two grayish-black submachine guns firing in his hands, Nightingale suddenly appeared from thin air, his face cold and emotionless.

“-1073, -1200, -1198…”

Even if it was a thick-skinned Tyrant, it had suffered from damage coefficients of up to 1000 by the submachine gun bullets, this was at least three times that of Scout players.

Howl!

The Tyrant let out an enraged howl and turned to lunge at Nightingale.

Just as it turned, without its gigantic claws to s.h.i.+eld itself now, the h.e.l.lish Meat Grinder’s dense bullets directly hit its body.

Even if the single unit damage of Big Pineapple’s heavy machine gun was added to the two submachine guns in Nightingale’s hands, the shooting speed of six barrels was definitely multiple times faster than Nightingale’s two guns.

“Da da da…”

“-345, -334, -343…”

When the Tyrant turned, enraged, its body was bent as it was instantly hit by the impact force of the bullet, and the damage coefficient above its head multiplied abruptly, and it’s HP reduced drastically.

Howl!

This situation had forced the Tyrant to withdraw its gigantic claw, but after blocking machine gun bullets, it lost HP consecutively once again.

“Da, da, da!”

“-1145, -1130, -1098…”

In less than five seconds, the two submachine guns had already fired more than a magazine worth of bullets on the Tyrant.

If there were 50 bullets in a magazine, each making 1000 points, even if it was a Tyrant with rad healing ability, it would not have been able to withstand the super-high damage in this short time.

Not to mention, there was also the help of Big Pineapple’s h.e.l.lish Meat Grinder output.

“Boom!”

Having been hit by so many bullets leaving thousands of holes and dents, the Tyrant riddled with bullets fell heavily to the ground.

…

“F*ck, at the fifth floor, another Tyrant’s dead!”

“That’s the second one, it hasn’t been one minute since the start of the battle, the situation looks like it’s a little different from expected!”

“Who was it killed by?”

“Can’t see clearly, it like the opponent has something that disrupts the mechanic spiders, the images sent back are very blurry. From a.n.a.lyzing the sounds, it’s apparently two submachine guns and a heavy machine gun!”

The Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group reinforcement players looked at the two Tyrant’s surveillance footage that had already blackened with their foreheads creased.

This situation was not what they antic.i.p.ated.

When Feng Luo was at the underground pa.s.sageway, he and the others had already killed a Tyrant T-100 that was more powerful than these normal Tyrants.

Since the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group players left to guard had died, they did not understand this situation.

According to their understanding, even if they were the top expert players, the mysterious Sniper and Onis.h.i.+, in the building, they would not have an easy time when facing a Tyrant.

After all, the Tyrants’ abilities far surpa.s.sed normal Commander monsters, and with players’ current abilities, even the top best would not possibly fight solo and triumph over a Tyrant over Level 40.

In addition, Tyrants were quite sharp in their sense in crisis and would escape once their HP had fallen to a certain extent.

With two Tyrants killed so quickly, it undoubtedly made them feel like this situation was unbelievable.

“No more waiting, start acting!” Roaring Dragon Seven Kills creased his forehead, clearly doubtful about the Tyrants being killed, even a little worried, instantly called for the reinforcement players to charge towards the direction of the base building in formation.

…

“Ping!”

“-223!”

“-765!”

“-6665!”

At the tenth floor of the building, Feng Luo pulled the trigger of the Eye of the Thunder.

A double armor-piercing bullet circled with streaks of electricity flowing out, smas.h.i.+ng straight into the head of the Level 45 Tyrant below with fearsome eyes, attempting to jump up to where he was.

This Level 45 Commander monster that was the first to be attacked by Feng Luo did not manage to touch him at all when it was already slayed by the continuous sniper bullets.

Feng Luo’s position was not considered to be too high and it was not possible for him to continuously attack from an entire 700-meter distance.

With Feng Luo not using the Force or pets and did not switch profession, this Tyrant kill was definitely considered a duel.

In War, not every player could duel a Tyrant.

This was the third Tyrant killed.

“Already hacked into their command channel, locked onto their commander.” At the fifth floor, Digital Cat did not join in the battle but was operating on the hacking instrument with both her hands that we’re moving so quickly and elegantly, as if they were dancing.

Behind her, Dark Phoenix had already placed little Sulli on a sofa, standing at the entrance holding fiery red alloy sword in one hand and slowly injecting a purple-colored injection syringe into her arm at the same time.

Outside the door, the blinking red dots in the two eyes of the metallic-structured T-750 test subject scanned across the only corridor. The four-barreled machine gun in its hands dragged a long rustic bronze-colored bullet chain behind it, like those most loyal machine guards in the ruins.

As Feng Luo sniped that Tyrant, Digital Cat’s voice sounded from the Agent channel at the same time.

Facing this “Tyrant troop” aspect which was clearly a bit difficult, Feng Luo and the others’ plan was not pa.s.sive, but rather a decision to actively attack.

Tyrants required people’s control, they had long gotten this from the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group’s internal channel.

Since they were able to kill that Tyrant-controlling NPC earlier, then why couldn’t they kill the controller for the second time?

Although it was very difficult to manage these Tyrants, it should be impossible for there to be no effect without the controller.

With the Tyrants’ violent personality, who could say if they would kill at random without recognizing their enemies or turn around and attack the criminal controlling them from behind the scenes.

This was also a possibility.