Fatal Shot Chapter 818: A normal story
【Death Stare (Sniper Rifle)】
Level: Legend
Attack Power: 1800
Caliber: 14.5mm
Maximum ammo capacity: 15
Agility +100
Strength +50
Maximum effective range: 1500+500m
Force+500
【Additional function】
Target lock function (maximum number of locked targets: 10)
Quick reload
Deformation bracket
Bullet order switching
Environmental camouflage and discoloration
Micro-sound flameless shooting
HP accurate calculation function
【Accessory attributes】
1. Fatal damage gets 100% final bonus (this attribute needs to consume 10 points of original force for each shot)
2. The special bullet loaded in the magazine, the main special attribute effect +25%
3. Elimination of impact force (requires the consumption of original force)
Accessory skills: Eye of Death (requires at least three death gaze parts including the sniper scope to activate, and in the activated state, the force will continue to be consumed depending on the target and distance)!
Comprehensive evaluation: perfect
Required level: 60
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"A work of art worthy of war and killing!"
Standing at the workbench in Windscar Workshop.
Feng Luo looked at the opposite side, and Old John took out a sniper rifle that looked like it was brand new from a somewhat worn-out gun box.
The moment the gun case was taken out, the surface of the sniper rifle, which was originally the same color as the gun case, quickly and automatically changed to a color similar to that of Old John's overalls!
Stocks, magazines, scopes plus thick sniper barrels and front-end accessories...
After Old John slowly assembled all the parts, a heavy sniper rifle with a total length of more than 1.7 meters appeared, exuding an inexplicable feeling.
As if a cheetah or a golden eagle woke up from a deep sleep and opened those sharp eyes!
Yes, Feng Luo did have such a feeling!
In the past, Feng Luo used the word "killing" to describe Barrett, who was known as the "death python", but that was just a description.
But this gun, after being assembled by Old John.
But when anyone looks at it for the first time, there will really be a feeling in their hearts, just like its name Death Stare!
“…”
Old John said nothing.
Stretched out the right hand that took off the work glove, and gently stroked the body parts of this legendary sniper rifle with the palm.
From the stock of the gun to the magazine, and then to the scope, touch it bit by bit...
Under the technology glasses, his cloudy eyes from drinking all day seemed to be very calm, but the unconsciously trembling fingertips revealed his inner mood at this moment.
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"I want to hear a more complete story about this gun!"
A story flashed through Feng Luo's mind.
A very ordinary story.
When the Sam family ruled the planet, because of the monopoly and dictatorship policies,.
There are riots on this planet from time to time, and because of this, there are many orphans who lost their parents.
The two young boys who grew up in an orphanage with a difference of three years in age, although not their own brothers, have cultivated a feeling of being more than their own brothers.
When the war against the Sam family broke out, the entire planet fell into complete chaos.
The orphanage was blown up in a conflict, and the two crawled out of the pile of corpses, and then survived the war years with difficulty and tenacity...
After both men came of age, they joined an army.
The older "brother" was selected into the sniper team because of his accurate marksmanship, while the younger brother was recruited into the logistics and research team because of his accidental talent in repairing firearms and power armor.
People who were born as two orphans cherish opportunities far more than others.
The older "brother" quickly became a top sniper in the army, and the "brother" managed to create a piece of equipment with perfect evaluation when he was only in his twenties. Become a master professional.
The piece of legendary equipment that was perfectly evaluated was a sniper rifle, specially crafted by my younger brother for "brother".
With this sniper rifle, my brother quickly became the number one sniper in the entire army. He sniped down countless enemy commanders and became the enemy's nightmare. The title that snipers yearn for!
And the army of the faction he joined has gradually become the most powerful force on the entire planet.
In the end, this army established the federal government.
Obviously, if the story ends here, it will undoubtedly have a very happy ending.
However, one day after the establishment of the federal government, he became the younger brother of a master in the field of firearms and power armor.
The whole person didn't know why, and yelled frantically and rushed into the barracks, looking for his brother who was about to perform an urgent mission.
Then, with a blank expression on his brother's face, he said a lot of things that people couldn't understand.
Even, making trouble in the army, preventing my brother from carrying out the mission.
Next, the two inevitably had a dispute. After the elder brother said something serious, the younger brother rushed out of the barracks.
Then, brother, he still went to complete that urgent task.
But when he came back, his younger brother had quit the army and disappeared.
The restless brother missed a mission that was not difficult, and only this sniper rifle was recovered by the military along with his body!
It was recalled that at his funeral in martyr style.
From a distance, I saw my younger brother holding a wine bottle like a homeless man, and burst into tears!
This is the story Feng Luo heard.
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On the opposite side of Feng Luo.
Old John stroked the sniper rifle in his hand.
As a gun master, even though he has been drinking all the year round, he still remains extremely sensitive and can distinguish fingers with a roughness of one-tenth of a millimeter.
Finally, I clearly felt a line of words engraved on an inconspicuous place on the gun body.
"To my brother, Simon Haye Paul!"
In Old John's mind.
At this time, some memory fragments are flashing.
In the cold winter, the gloomy sky keeps snowing.
A thin and thin boy was wrapped in a tattered blanket, curled up in a shack built with some waste items, his forehead was red and hot, and he moaned slightly from time to time.
"Hoo!"
The door made of iron sheets was gently pulled open, and a boy who looked younger and slightly older, his face was pale with lack of nutrition, and his lips were dry and chapped came in wearing a shabby and thin clothes that were wet from the snow. .
"Look, Paul, what I found, a cold medicine and a big loaf of bread!"
Taking out a piece of bread that was hardened by the cold and softened by the body temperature, he took it out of his arms and shook it in front of the boy.
"Eat quickly, you will be better after eating bread and medicine!"
He was shaking while shaking his thin and soaked clothes.
While sprinkling the cold medicine into the water poured out of a broken teapot in the shack, breaking the dry and hard bread and soaking it in water, he said excitedly.
"You eat~IndoMTL.com~ I'm not hungry, I've already eaten!"
Looking at the sick boy holding the bowl with a pair of dirty hands, the boy said.
"Really..."
"Really, how could I lie to you, Paul!"
The thin boy happily drank warm water mixed with bread crumbs and cold medicine.
The younger and older boy had a happy face, reached out and picked up the tattered teapot on the ground next to him, and poured the remaining water into his belly that rang twice.
At the same time, it was carefully covered up, and it looked like some arms and ribs that had been kicked and bruised.
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"Why? Even you don't believe me...it's all fake, it's all fake...why don't you believe it!"
"You are not allowed to go! Missions, these **** missions are meaningless, do you know that!"
Next, the picture is in a military camp.
A man of about twenty-eight or nine years old with the logo of an engineer and a school rank, with crazy eyes, was yelling at another man wearing a full set of sniper combat equipment.
"Why don't you understand, why don't you understand?"
"I see, it doesn't make sense for me to be in your head...it doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense, all of this makes no sense..."
"I see... ah!"
The man covered his head and yelled, then roared frantically, turned around and rushed out of the surrounding crowd, and rushed out from a distance.
"Paul!"
Behind him, wearing sniper combat equipment. The man with a gun case in his hand showed a worried look on his face, trying to catch up.
"Haye, are you still here? Hurry up, the mission is urgent!"
An anxious voice came from the communicator on the ear.
"Yes!"
The sniper man gritted his teeth and stopped.