Fatal Shot

“F*ck, so unlucky!”

A machine gunner player with quite a lot of quality but unlocked equipment on him was running quickly through a large area of short bushes.

Being a machine gunner player, it had to be said that this so-called “battle royale” game was actually extremely unfriendly to him. As the machine gun could not be taken out of the backpack at right from the start due to its high “unlock” price, he could only rely on combat with his military knife. Luckily for him, he had depended on his unusual skills and had killed quite a few people, so he wasn’t lagging too far behind.

This afternoon, he had finally accumulated enough points and unlocked his quality machine gun. Only then had he realized that the bullets were actually the true biggest consumption. It was one point to unlock one machine gun bullet. He would only be able to unlock a few hundred bullets and then all his points would be spent.

He had never been bothered about typical training days for leveling up. He would happily use up a few thousands of bullets in a minute and even had someone who specially loaded ammunition for him, this was simply fatally restrictive!

“Damn it, this is too f*cking unfair,” the machine gunner player said as he ran, his face furious.

Boom!

At that moment, there was a sudden sound behind him of Energy being broken.

An orange-red Energy condensed fireball the size of a basketball smashed into a broadleaf plant behind him, the heat from the Energy explosion instantly burning the gigantic leaves to a crisp

-566!

A damage coefficient appeared above his head when he had not even been hit by the fireball.

“F*ck! Damn it, he’s close again.”

The machine gunner player hurriedly sped towards an area to the side with an even denser coverage of vegetation. He had been chased by this rebel Fire Manipulator for three or four minutes already, and he was greatly discomforted.

If it wasn’t for me having no more bullets, I’d turn back and explode you in just two seconds. You’re just a bunch of numbers!

The machine gunner player’s thoughts were full of hate as he continued to flee.

This patch of bush was not very tall, but there was still a lot of dense vegetation coverage at the center. Even if the opponent was close behind him, the opponent would not have much of a chance to directly lock on him with the fireball.

However, at that moment, he suddenly felt some heat on top of his head. At the same time, there was a repressive force, as if something terrifying was brewing.

“F*ck, that’s a big move!” The machine gunner player could not help but panic a little.

The range of a Fire Manipulator’s big move skill was enough to cover an area of a few tens of meters. The machine gunner was not certain about where the position of the source of the opponent’s skill was and was not clear about which direction he should flee in.

Pu!

Just then, he suddenly heard a soft, low sound like that of a beer bottle being opened next to his ear.

Following that, it was as if the Fire Energy above his head had lost control as it gradually dispersed. The initial feeling of repression deliberately created by the system had also vanished. Despite this, the machine gunner’s expression became even tenser.

“F*ck, a sniper!”

He was facing a sniper. This person was of a gunner profession like him and so could be considered an arch enemy.

In an instant, the machine gunner had already determined that the sound just now was produced by a sniper rifle fitted with a muffler, and its position was over 10 meters to one side. The opponent was clearly camouflaged, and the machine gunner had not noticed him at all when he was hurriedly fleeing.

“Run!” The machine gunner player was now deep in panic, quickly turning and running in another direction. But it was clear that in this kind of situation, no one would be able to escape bullets, let alone a comparatively clumsy machine gunner!

Pu!

“-3355!”

Following another soft sniper gunshot sound, the machine gunner felt like his right leg had been hit by a bullet as he lunged forward uncontrollably and his whole body rolled onto the muddy ground full of dried up branches and leaves. Above his head emerged a weak damage coefficient of 3500. That one shot had put him into a “weakened” state.

More importantly, the hit on his leg had actually triggered a special damage effect due to its exceedingly high damage, and his right leg had lost its sense of touch in a moment.

“I’m finished! My quality rare machine gun is going to be exploded at this rate!”

The machine gunner player was enraged, knowing that with his leg injured, it would be impossible to escape. Once he died, the piece of quality rare equipment which had cost him a million points to unlock and which could not be bought at auction would be exploded!

“If I find out who sneak-attacked me, I’ll show him when I revive...” the machine gunner player said hatefully.