Marvel's Disassembler

Chapter 2

[after decomposition, will you extract it immediately?]

Isn't that nonsense?

Summer night face black: "extraction!"

Then there were nine more books in his hand and a white light!

"Sleeping trough, are you making trouble with me? Are you going to let me work hard on the battlefield, then go to college, Graduate School, fall in love, marry Bai Fumei, become CEO, and go to the peak of my life or what?"

Make complaints about Tucao, but make complaints about it.

The soldiers around are still holding on, and this period of time is long, actually just a few minutes.

While no one was paying attention, I hid several books behind me on summer night and took out one. I didn't have time to think about whether it was correct and whether the action was stupid. I stretched out my hand and clapped it!

Suddenly, the book turned into a white light and rushed directly into the mind of summer night.

All kinds of rifle use methods and experiences appeared in my mind.

"Sure enough!"

Summer night almost jumped up. Considering the bullets on his head, he was afraid of being hit in a string after jumping up, so he gave up this tempting idea.

Simply shoot books one by one.

After shooting six rifle shooting experiences and three rifle melee experiences, summer night felt that he seemed to be a sharpshooter.

The last white light, after shooting, immediately turned into bits of light, enveloping the summer night.

The muscles and bones of the whole body had a strange feeling of slight acid, swelling and numbness.

This feeling came and went quickly. After recovery, the summer night felt full of strength!

"He is really a golden finger!!!!!"

Although I don't know what the principle is, I don't understand why a broken gun still has a "war soul" after decomposition, which is obviously very "metaphysical".

But summer night felt that he seemed invincible at this time.

When I took out the gun, I had to stand up and face the opposite side. As a result, I emptied it: "where's my gun? Shit... It's broken down!!!"

He gave the answer himself. Looking down, he found that the decomposition was still very sharp and there was no residue at all.

With his head down and the cat waist down, he pounced on the nearest weapon like a vicious dog.

Bring it here. There's a bullet in it. The insurance has been opened.

[is the M1 garland rifle disassembled?]

"No!"

Still decompose? Then go back and fight people with your bare hands?

Without saying a word, he lifted his head, glanced at the opposite side and shot according to the gun!

When the gunshot rang out, I didn't care about the outcome. The next second, the summer night shrank back.

"Did you kill him?"

Summer night swallowed saliva, not sure.

To tell you the truth, I'm a little empty.

Less than ten minutes ago, summer night was still an otaku who stayed at home, watched movies and played games. The next second, it was thrown on the battlefield.

What if you have a golden finger?

What if you have a lot of gun skills in your mind?

To put it bluntly, his mentality is still an ordinary person!

killing?

It's illegal to kill!

It was a scene full of dead people in front of him. It was almost a dead end. Finally, he fired the shot.

After one shot, it is not known whether the enemy was killed, but summer night felt that his past outlook on life and values were fragmented by this shot in an instant!

After this bout of guilt passed, summer night bit his teeth and stood up again.

The rifle in his hand, facing the enemy in the distance, pulled the trigger!

Touch!

This summer night, he didn't bow his head. He watched the gun and hit the other party in the face.

The picture of blood splashing and the scene of the enemy in the end made the whole body tremble on the summer night.

I don't know whether I'm excited or afraid!

The gun in his hand was raised frequently, and most of them hit every time he pulled the trigger.

However, the probability of hitting the head is not particularly high. It is often hit on the other party, with a small chance of hitting empty.

The battlefield is a crazy place, especially for a newcomer.

The impact of three views is too big, the visual effect is too terrible, and the beast in the body is stimulated after killing... All will make a person's mind hot.

What is really terrible is the fear of dying. This fear oppresses the whole person's mental state and almost makes people crazy!

Summer night is a little crazy at this time!

It was not until there was a "click click" sound from the weapon in his hand that he realized that the gun in his hand had no bullets.

At the same time, a feeling of palpitation suddenly appeared in my mind.

Like instinct, a fierce tumbling just made a good shot!

"For me?"

On summer night, my heart was tight. I lay down under the trench and didn't look up.

There are snipers on the battlefield!

What they hold in their hands is not a human weapon, but the sickle of death. They harvest life unscrupulously!

Did the sniper shoot the bullet just now?

This knowledge is scarce, and I'm not sure on summer night.

But obviously, he seems to be watched.

Some tips learned from the film came in handy at this time. There was a body on his left. On summer night, he bowed his head and took off the helmet on the body.

Holding it in one hand, he carefully sent it to the trench, but didn't let the helmet be exposed outside the trench.

Bang!

With a sound, I felt that the helmet in my hand flew out in an instant on the summer night.

"I've been fucking watched!!!!!"

Summer night has been determined. There is an asshole staring at his direction. As soon as he looks up, this guy will blow his head off!

"What should I do?"

Summer night took a deep breath.

Judging from the battle just now, after shooting nine books, he is at best an ordinary man.

It's far from the sharpshooter's realm, so the other party won't completely stare at himself.

But what if his brain vata?

"So..."

Summer night took a deep breath and looked at the rifle in his hand: "what's wrong! Come again!!!!!"

A gritted his teeth: "decomposition!"

The friction sound of gears sounded again!

About thirty seconds later, a discouraged sound came from the decomposition machine.

[announcement!]

[equipment disassembled successfully!]

[junior rifle shooting experience * 7]

[primary rifle melee experience * 5]

[broken soul of war]

[decomposition experience + 1]

[after decomposition, will you extract it immediately?]

"Extract!!!!!"

On summer night, red eyes beads, crawling forward, collecting the weapons of his comrades in arms, and gnashing his teeth: "when I improve my shooting level... Shit, even if I don't use a sniper gun, I'll shoot you!!!!!"