Global Famine: My items can be automatically upgraded.

After the support of space-based weapons.

It was Shen Bei’s happiest moment.

The muzzle of the gun spewed out flames and fired fierce bullets, which were fired densely at the pile of grass.

"Ahhh, ahhhh..."

The enemy, when hit by the bullet, let out a sharp wail, as if the flesh at the base of a person's thigh was suddenly twisted by a pair of pliers.

There were several black shadows who wanted to bend down and charge forward, but when they saw their companions screaming after being shot, they also realized that Shen Bei was fighting back.

The reliability of a firearm lies in the fact that if it can kill one person, it can also kill two people.

When his teammate fell to the ground, Shen Bei's gun was lucky enough not to misfire, but he was frightened and ran away immediately.

One-sided hunting!

Every sniper loves this kind of scene.

Like an irresistible drug, it brings a sense of comfort that overflows from the bones.

Every time I shoot an enemy, I feel the bullet spinning, destroying flesh and blood, and hearing the wailing sound. It's like having sex with a coquettish and playful girl for an hour, with a refreshing and satisfying pleasure...

This feeling makes my bones numb.

Shen Bei moved a little and set up the sniper rifle again.

The point of Ghostbusters is that they don't stay in the same place for too long.

The venison squirmed in his stomach, and the body's heat began to dissipate into his veins. Shen Bei's desire to hunt became more and more agitated and difficult to calm down.

Maybe they are innocent, but Shen Bei imagines them as the incarnations of Babatu and Sanmu, so they are not innocent.

The enemy's white smoke was like clouds on the battlefield, and they were running back and forth like headless flies.

Several more enemies were wading across the river, trying to advance towards the top of the mountain.

Shen Bei lay on the wet grass and slowly placed his eyes on the straight line of the crosshairs.

"Bang." Another shot was fired, and the bullet instantly penetrated the left ear of an enemy who had just crossed the river, like a nine-inch nail smashed in by a sledgehammer, prying open the lower jaw and skull.

The colorful brain matter was painted on the cabin door, like a casual graffiti to vent anger.

The bullets kept coming, blasting the first enemy's head and flying straight into the brain of the second enemy who was coming ashore.

The enemy's brain was like a half-open faucet, flowing out in a column and pouring into the rushing stream.

bang bang bang

Shen Bei faced these low-level psychics even though he used low-level bullets.

The towering mountain peaks and the overlapping peaks support the sound of gunfire, which can effectively dilute the noise.

The speeding bullet is like the sickle of a soul-catcher, sharp and invisible.

Shen Bei kept pulling the trigger, trying to smash their heads as much as possible to increase the enemy's fear.

The originally clean river bank looked like a vegetable market where a fight had just broken out, with white melons, tomatoes, pork, and eggs smashed to pieces on the ground, creating a mess and filth.

The fight lasted for three minutes, and more than twenty enemies were knocked down, but they still showed no intention of fleeing.

"This is a death order..."

Shen Bei held the sniper rifle and moved to another position.

"It's so refreshing that I forget all about women's gentleness."

The sniper rifle in Shen Bei's hand was like a poisonous snake greedily eating tadpoles in a puddle, constantly biting their lives.

A few more enemies came up from the side of the hillside. There was not much place for them to step, and their bodies were concentrated together.

Shen Bei fired a shot.

The bullet was like a wild dog on the loose. The bullet with strong penetrating power hit the neck of an enemy at an angle, destroying the cervical vertebrae, and then penetrated into the heart of an enemy behind him. The small organs beating in the thin skin immediately exploded, unable to stop the bullet from bursting out, and finally hit the bladder of the third enemy.

Three enemies were killed instantly. One, his head hanging from his shoulders, tumbling down the mountain on the sliver of skin he held onto. Another, with his left chest torn apart, his flesh exposed and bloody flesh oozing from the wound. His bladder ruptured, as if he had been kicked, fell flat on the ground, unable to rise again.

It was during this gap that enemies began to crawl towards the top of the cliff on the right side like geckos.

This type of fighting was far from as simple as Shen Bei had guessed. Because the rock wall was concave, the higher they climbed, the more they could avoid Shen Bei's sight at the top of the mountain.

"Is this a fight..."

Shen Bei really couldn't understand why climbing this cliff was tantamount to seeking death.

Even a person with super powers cannot withstand a fall from such a height.

However, the tenth-level psychics who are capable of flying did not appear, leaving the lower-level psychics to serve as cannon fodder.

This tactic is simply weak.

If Shen Bei was in command of this battle, and high-level psychics were sent directly to attack, victory would be victory.

If we lose, it’s useless even if low-level psychics go up.

There is no need to play the consumption game.

As an ordinary person who can fight with psychics above level ten, Shen Bei is obviously already in a battle that low-level psychics can participate in.

Anyone with common sense would know that Shen Bei was wearing armor and was not afraid of a round-the-clock battle.

I'm afraid of a siege.

The only thing that Shen Bei could figure out was that they might be using the view from the cliff to avoid his bullets.

Chunchun killed 800 enemies and lost 1,000 of his own.

But from Shen Bei's perspective, no matter what, killing one more person means less danger.

It's really hard to hit them with bullets now.

Moreover, the bullets are not endless. Once they are used up, you have to wait for the cluster fire discs to be dropped.

Under the tree behind him, in the weeds, there were many large stones weighing hundreds or even hundreds of pounds.

Shen Bei hung up his sniper rifle and started using stones as weapons.

Some enemies were so excited that they climbed up blindly without even having time to carefully assess the uneven rock wall. As a result, they reached a position in the middle of the wall, unable to go up or down, and kept yelling at their companions in frustration.

Shen Bei adjusted the straight line of free fall, and with the help of his armor, he lifted the boulder with both arms and smashed it at the enemies.

Normally rolling stones pose almost no threat to these psychics.

But don't forget that these stones may have been accelerated by the power of the armor.

Although Shen Bei had never used the armor to fight the psychic head-on.

But the armor can defend against the full force attack of a tenth-level psychic without being broken. Thinking back, the power of the attack is so strong that even a tenth-level psychic would tremble with fear.

Therefore, under the acceleration of such terrifying armor kinetic energy, the stones are as ferocious as cannonballs!

boom!

The treetops growing obliquely on the rock wall and the Haloxylon ammodendrons pierced by the stones shake, but it does not affect their trajectory.

With a loud bang, the enemy, who had nowhere to hide, was forced down the mountain stream and smashed into pieces.

Sometimes the boulder missed slightly, severing the enemy's hind legs or forelimbs, causing them to fall into the ravine in unbearable pain. Others hit the enemy squarely on the back, resulting in a quick and easy death, crushed into a juicy meat patty on the rock face. It was like a pot-bellied cricket that jumped onto a concrete wall and was hit hard by a leather shoe sole, forming a filthy, hideous petal shape.

Those enemies who were clinging to the big trees were furious when they saw their companions being smashed to pieces by the rocks. They screamed in anger, perhaps cursing Shen Bei or the stupid commander.

More importantly, there is fear that stones can pose such a deadly threat.

But their climbing speed did not slow down at all, but increased again.

Shen Bei didn't dare to waste time. He threw as many stones as possible and as quickly as possible, killing as many as he could.

Boom, bang, bang..."

Shen Bei, a humanoid stone-firing cannon, threw down two large stones in succession onto the crown of a lush green tree where three enemies were standing and pulling. The two large stones came one after another, like two punches to the cockscomb, shaking the branches and leaves into pieces and cracking the bark.

The three enemies clinging to it were like being hit by a meteorite. Although they tried to protect their faces, the ground under their feet was just the treetops, not the solid ground.

In an instant, they were caught in the rocks and rushed down the mountain stream, creating a cloud of blood mist. There was absolutely no possibility of survival.

Just when Shen Bei was killing with all his might.

Suddenly, a shrill sound of hot air came from behind...

Shen Bei's hair stood on end instantly, as if there were thorns on his back.

Before he turned around, he saw a flame like rolling magma sweeping towards him from the corner of his eye.

broken!

An unethical sneak attack!