I met unscrupulous teammates at the beginning, watch me turn the tide

Shen Bei turned the muzzle of the sniper rifle and pulled the bolt!

"Bang!" A red line of fire that could tear everything apart was shot out of the barrel by Shen Bei's rapidly twisted gun the moment he jumped into the air.

The hissing bullet, low over the ruins as tall as tea trees, pierced into the ear of an enemy.

The moment Shen Bei's feet touched the ground, the image reflected in the sniper's crosshairs could feed the blood-red burst at the end of the line of fire into his brain through the retinal nerves.

Shen Bei did not stop for a moment, constantly moving his body, speeding up his feet again, bouncing quickly and landing on another building, running forward, and when he continued to run a distance of 35 meters, Shen Bei jumped into the air again.

"Bang!" The same red line of fire shot out of the barrel. The end of the world where the T-shaped crosshairs were locked was like a scarlet vortex suddenly appearing in the middle of a cup of milky brown soy milk.

"Bang, bang..." As Shen Bei ran southwest along the town, he relied on the memory imprinted in his mind to shoot and kill seven enemies who rushed within 400 meters of his position.

This sudden counterattack was so unrestrained.

After all, Sanmu's purpose was not to stare at Shen Bei.

Shen Bei could attack the enemy without restraint, catching them off guard and making them panic.

It was not until the sound of gunfire echoed in the town for a long time that they realized that the claim that Shen Bei's sniper rifle was scrapped was all false.

The dead are real!

The frightened people in Shelter No. 5 then looked for cover to hide themselves.

Shouts and curses echoed throughout the town:

"Fuck! Who said Shen Bei's sniper rifle was scrapped?"

"What's going on! What's going on!?"

"What on earth is this guy Miki doing? Isn't this false information?"

"Something's wrong! I saw with my own eyes that Shen Bei's sniper rifle was scrapped, how come it's in good working order now?"

"Could it be that Shen Bei has two sniper rifles?"

"Bullshit! Absolutely not! He only has one on him, I'm afraid he used his supernatural powers to repair it!"

"Impossible! Isn't that a method used by people with the ability to reshape their bodies? People with this ability have no fighting power at all!"

"Someone give me an explanation, damn it!"

……

No one will explain it to them.

The only sound of death was the whistling of bullets from Shen Bei's hands.

Although the enemies were hiding, Shen Bei was also on the move and making a detour towards Sanmu.

Bang~~~

Shen Bei entered a dilapidated house and just happened to see an enemy hiding three hundred meters to the left.

Just shoot it directly.

The moment the target was hit, it was like a pumpkin that had been rotten to the point of growing white hair, and was violently knocked off half by the flying wooden stick.

Even if the enemy is a mutant, he is made of flesh and blood after all. A stream of bloody and white brain matter shot out from his exploded skull, smearing on the dark blue stone wall.

The second scorching bullet flew towards the 11 o'clock direction where the enemy noticed Shen Bei and was about to use supernatural powers to attack.

The bullet penetrated its left rib cage, and the sickly white skin there immediately broke into a black circle with a radius of five centimeters.

The wound caused by the bullet was black and swollen, and black liquid was flowing out.

Shen Bei finished replacing the full magazine.

“Dangdang, dangdang, dangdang…”

Now Shen Bei's shooting only pursues speed. He wants to rush to the southwest corner of the town as quickly as possible to see what Sanmu is doing.

By the way, this guy is completely solved.

According to Shen Bei's estimation, after getting rid of Sanmu, he could return to Shelter No. 5.

The flying bullet hit an enemy's ankle, and he rolled over on the ruins and bricks.

The broken limbs held by the crack in the ground had already revealed their white bones, and their black blood had soaked through their curled flesh.

That heart-wrenching wailing was filled with hatred.

A bloody path was torn open by Shen Bei.

Every bullet, once hitting an enemy's face, was like a broken drum splashed with dog blood, with the flesh turned outward and the body flying backward.