Fatal Shot Chapter 872: Storm armor, alloy knife!

"Ah!"

"Hmm!"

Faced with this situation, the machine gunner players who were extremely weak in self-protection after being approached were undoubtedly horrified.

In particular, almost all machine gunner players were caught off guard by the infected parasite.

Except for one person!

"Damn it, get out!"

Qin Fei shouted with disgust.

Facing five infested parasites pounced on him.

The whole body shook, and the next moment, he used his "defense" force skill!

"Poof, poof, poof..."

Several infected parasites rushed halfway, as if they were separated by an invisible wall, and some of their bodies were stuck in the air, unable to move.

"Huh?"

Faced with this extremely bad situation for ordinary players, Feng Luo didn't panic.

He is standing against a wall near passage 3.

At the beginning of the battle, the pupils of the eyes had turned purple, and the "Super Eagle Eye" skill was activated to capture the entire battlefield.

Naturally, this situation has also been noticed.

Under the influence of "Super Eagle Eye"'s extreme observation ability, the machine gunner's assessment of the familiar force fluctuations around the player completely fell into his eyes.

In the game, it is naturally impossible not to have two similar force.

Just like the NPC I met last night, Ye Xiao, and William who mutated into a quasi-boss after being infected by the G virus.

All three of them have the power of invisibility.

However, since the number of players who have awakened the Force is not very large, the number of players he has personally encountered is only a dozen or so.

It happened that he met two original forces with similar defenses, and the height and shape of these two people were also very similar, and they were also machine gunners.

Apparently almost zero!

…

"Go away!"

Qin Fei, who was taking out a saber to fight against the infected parasite, obviously didn't know that Feng Luo had already recognized his identity the moment he used the Force.

Even if he knows, he has no time to take care of this issue at this time.

Because, several infected parasites were stopped by his defensive force skills, and they didn't completely pounce on him.

However, there are still a few tentacles that have penetrated into his defensive force layer, trying to pry open the helmet at the head, and stuff those shaking tentacles into his mouth!

It has to be said that the gunman is the most dangerous in the face of this parasite infection.

Except that the core size of these infecting parasites is too small to hit.

The bigger reason is because there is no closed body defense for the shooter, once they get close, there is not much power to fight back.

Especially these parasite-infected tentacles are very powerful, and when they are entangled in their arms, the gun in their hands is directly abolished.

In contrast, although the controller is also weak in melee combat, he has some self-protection skills, and the energy shield can protect the whole body without worrying about infection.

Therefore, when the three tyrant leeches broke through the defense and attacked wantonly, the gunner players were all in a panic.

However, there are three exceptions.

One was the young sniper No. 008, who was stuck against a wall like Feng Luo.

The sniper rifle in his hand kept attacking, and his eyes were very calm.

Even though these infected parasites rushed towards him in groups, they were all blasted by him.

The other is the female scout player No. 150. She has already given up her gun and took out the matte gray dagger tied to her leg to attack.

However, this seemingly ordinary dagger is as flexible as one in her hands.

No matter from which angle the hard-infected parasites rushed towards her, she chopped them in half with a dagger immediately.

As for the third one, of course it was Feng Luo who was wearing a storm armor at this time.

"Poof!"

"-4567!"

Feng Luo's right hand grabbed a fallen infected parasite from his arm as fast as lightning, and then crushed it with his bare hands.

The left hand clenched a fist, smashing an infected parasite rolling towards it from the ground into a ball of liquid.

"Poof!"

"-5656!"

He also didn't use a sniper rifle.

The rare level 60 sniper rifle has been dismantled and hung on a hanging weapon position behind the Storm Armor.

Although the attack of the sniper rifle is very high, it can kill an infected parasite in one shot.

But the frequency of shooting is limited after all.

If it is said that self-protection is not a big problem, but under the current situation, he realizes that he probably needs to do more.

Because, the situation is a little unexpectedly serious!

"Protect us!"

"Doctor, doctor!"

"Fuck, soldier, why are you running so far?"

The entire battlefield is now completely messed up.

The queue of players that was originally lined up has been disrupted by the attack of three tyrant leeches.

Everyone is forced into a situation where they are fighting on their own.

Three of the machine gunner players who were the main output were killed, and the controller players were all infected with parasites and lay on top of the shields.

As for the fighter players, they don't have the thought to protect the crispy skin anymore.

After all, we are actually competing.

To put it bluntly, the chances of changing jobs are even higher for those who died two more.

However, the current situation is not a question of how much is left.

It is a carelessness, which may definitely cause the most serious consequences of group destruction.

"Ah!"

In addition to gunmen, there is finally a second type of professional death on the battlefield.

The energy shield of a water master player finally couldn't withstand the entanglement of infected parasites and broke.

Then the whole person was first entangled by more than a dozen infected parasites, and then directly sucked into the head by the sucker of a tyrant leech, and then was dragged into the water while struggling.

"-2000, -2000, -2000..."

Then, there was only a big puff of blood coming out from the place where it fell into the water!

"Not enough output!"

Feng Luo's eyes quickly scanned the entire battlefield.

The biggest problem now is the output problem.

Because, the percentage HP recovery ability of the tyrant leech is comparable to that of the tyrant.

When the players were fighting on their own, or even only thinking about self-protection, causing the firepower to be completely scattered, the HP recovery of the three tyrant leeches was much higher than the HP loss.

As a result, the HP of each one did not drop, but started to rise instead!

And because of this, they attack the players who are in a hurry and can't take care of themselves even more brazenly ~IndoMTL.com~ kill the assessment players who want to save their lives but lose their lives.

A vicious cycle.

The only thing that can save the situation is to kill the tyrant leeches.

Even killing just one can make a difference.

However, in the current situation, even Feng Luo's command would not be useful. Everyone just wanted to save their lives.

If you don't have enough people to focus fire, you want to kill a mutant leader creature with more than 300,000 HP and a percentage recovery?

Even if Feng Luo held the death gaze in his hand, it was almost impossible to do it!

Because don't forget, these tyrant leeches are infected creatures.

Sniper bullets can't deal fatal damage to them at all.

And the damage is limited due to the damage of the parts. The maximum blood loss of the bullet is only about 5,000, even the legendary sniper rifle is the same.

Unless other types of weapons are used to deal damage across multiple parts!

For example...

"Click!"

The two "wings" with blades on the back of the storm armor were taken off by Feng Luo's backhand.

Next, connect the heads and tails of the two "wings" with both hands.

"Crack!"

Two pieces of metal structures resembling wings turned into an alloy knife with a length of nearly 1.5 meters and a slightly strange shape in the blink of an eye!

Yes, an alloy knife, a purple alloy knife with a width of more than twenty centimeters!

"Which one?"

Holding this "alloy knife", Feng Luo's entire aura seemed to change instantly.

From a top shooter to a fierce fighter!

And his eyes were quickly aimed at the tyrant leech that rushed out from the No. 3 passageway with the lowest blood volume because it was focused on fire at the beginning.