On the second floor of a dark building, in the room of a male NPC zombie with a bowl-sized hole in its head collapsed.
A fine black sniper rifle made of a material that did not reflect the slightest bit of light was set up next to the window. A player with a golden dragon badge on his chest was skillfully reloading the gun.
As a player who had just entered the game and liked the way of playing sniping, Silver Moon Bullet (ID) really liked this profession.
Compared to other professions, this profession required more personal skills, and the feeling of blasting someone's head with one shot after aiming also made people's hearts beat faster.
However, the only drawback was that the efficiency during leveling was too low.
Even if people from the guild formed a team to level up together, Snipers were often seen as a burden by others, and many people were not willing to have a Sniper in their team.
"But tonight, who else is earning more than us Snipers?"
Ka! With a thud, he plugged the magazine back in.
Silver Bullet mumbled to himself, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.
In this "Biohazard Crisis" storyline, Snipers played a much bigger role than other professions.
It was not only because of the urban environment that allowed Snipers to display their PK prowess.
It was also because Roaring Dragon Lightwind assigned all Sniper players a mission, which was to use bullets carrying the T-virus to attack vulnerable players at the beginning of the storyline and spread the T-virus in large quantities.
The high damage coefficient of Sniper bullets could easily tear open a Gunner's combat uniform or a Manipulator's Energy robe with the help of skills, thus shooting the T-virus carrying bullets into the target's body.
Among all professions, only Snipers could do this.
"Hey, Old Lei, how many Camp Merit points have you gotten?"
A questioning voice came from the team channel of the communicator connected to his ear. It was the voice of another Sniper in the team, Old B.
Silvermoon City's communication with the outside world was completely cut off, but for the players in the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group who had joined the rebel army camp with Roaring Dragon Lightwind, there was not much restriction.
As long as they joined the rebel army camp, they could communicate through an internal channel, which was why even though there were fewer people in the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group who joined the rebel army camp, they were not afraid of the players in the Federation camp.
As for the penalty of losing merit points for joining the rebel army camp, it was not a serious matter to them. Roaring Dragon Lightwind had already guessed that such a situation would occur, so he had already let them exchange their merit points.
Moreover, after joining the Rebel Army Camp, they could obtain a large number of Rebel Army Camp Merit Points by spreading the T-virus and killing Federation camp players.
Furthermore, they could exchange for many things that weren't available in the Federation's camp at the moment!
Rare skills, Beast Transformation Gene Potions … The most important thing was, of course, the Creature Control Chip, also known as the "Pet Chip" by players!
The Merit Points he had obtained tonight could be exchanged for an "Intermediate Pet Biochip" worth nearly 10,000 credits. This was something that could only be obtained by completing a series of Hidden Pet Missions in the Federation camp.
"150 Merit Points can be exchanged for two Intermediate Pet Biochips and a bottle of Gene Enhancement Elixir that lasts for 24 hours!"
In the party channel, another voice replied with a hint of smugness.
The person "Old B" was referring to was not him, but another Sniper, "Old Lei." Both of them were from the Elite team of the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group. They were originally old players who had joined the Roaring Dragon Invincible Guild after the establishment of the guild. Their equipment was much better than his.
With better equipment, it was naturally easier for them to use virus bullets to destroy the defense of players, successfully spreading the T-virus to infect players, and obtain a large number of camp merit points!
The points of the two of them were more than double that of the other players in the team. Saying so in the party channel was more of a form of bragging!
After all, the Sniper had finally turned the tables in this mission!
"Sniper …"
Silver Bullet listened to the bragging of two players of the same profession in the party channel as he raised the scope of the sniper rifle in his hand.
He did not continue to attack the Veterans Tribe players who had completely retreated into the shop below. Instead, he began to observe the nearby possible shooting positions for the existence of Snipers!
Ever since he entered the game, he had developed a habit of not being careless no matter what the situation was. He was especially wary of enemy Snipers!
However, there really shouldn't be any Snipers on the other side. Otherwise, they would have counterattacked long ago!
Just as Silver Bullet was thinking this, suddenly …
"Ping!"
"Pu!"
Two almost simultaneous sounds were transmitted to the ears of everyone in the team through the communication channel.
"Ah!"
Immediately after, Old Lei's painful scream in the party channel made the hearts of the small team members jump!
"Old Lei? What's wrong? "
In the party channel, a Scout player who had a good relationship with Old Lei hurriedly asked.
"F * ck, there's a Sniper! One shot took out half of my HP, and the most annoying thing is that it actually f * cking hit the side of my eye! "
"Vision damage, it takes 20 seconds to recover. Fortunately, I didn't encounter the unlucky situation of going blind!"
Old Lei's voice came out with some pain.
"Isn't there no Sniper on the other side?"
The other players in the team were all shocked when they heard this.
The main reason they could completely suppress the Veterans Tribe players was that there was no Sniper on the other side. Under the situation of suppressive firepower, they did not have the ability to kill them instantly. As such, everyone was completely confident in their victory. They were just waiting to get rid of these Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group players and obtain the merit reward?
But the other side actually had a Sniper?
The Machine Gunner and Manipulator players, who originally did not have much cover, hurriedly shrank their bodies behind cover.
"Should have just arrived. Give me 20 seconds. After I recover my vision, I'll immediately find him and get rid of him!"
Old Lei said confidently with a little anger. It was obvious that the damage to his vision caused by the side of his eye made him a little unhappy!
"You be careful, Snipers really have to be dealt with by Snipers!"
"Hey … Right, where's Old B? Why is there no sound? Old B … "
The Scout player first expressed his concern, then suddenly thought of a problem.
The party channel's notification did not directly notify the player's status under all circumstances. If the player was a certain distance away, the system would not directly notify the player's status change!
"Dead, he's definitely dead!"
Silver Warhead leaned his body behind the thick cover, a slight cold sweat on his forehead.
…
Time moved forward slightly, back to when the two voices in the Communicator had just sounded.
"There's a Sniper!"
Others could not hear anything, but as a Sniper, Silver Warhead instantly determined that one of them was the sound of a player's head being smashed by a bullet, which was also commonly known as a "headshot."
Because there was no Sniper on the other side, and Old B's shooting position was good, he had not been injured before, so his HP had always been full!
However, in a situation where his HP was full, he had actually been headshot?!
As a player from the Elite Team of the mercenary group, Old B's equipment was almost all of the best Fine and Excellent grades. His HP was also more than 4,000. With such equipment and HP, how could he be killed in one shot?
"Not good, danger!"
As he thought about this, Silver Warhead instantly felt all the hairs on his body stand up. Immediately after, he hurriedly held his sniper rifle and retreated behind the cover beside him!
"Bang!"
A bullet hit the chest of the zombie on the floor behind him. The high-speed spinning bullet made another bloody hole in the body of the male NPC zombie that already had a bloody hole in its head!
He could even feel the scorching heat of the bullet tearing through the air, as if the bullet had flown past the edge of his ear …
If his movements had been slower by a few tenths of a second, the bullet would have stuck close to the edge of the cover and hit his head from a very extreme angle!
(To be continued.)
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