Zhou Ke's shooting skills are a bit Buddhist.

It seems that the bullets shot from his muzzle are a little kind of, and they are not very willing to kill, and most of the time they only have human body strokes.

However, his mentality is more Buddhist.

The Buddha made the earthlings unable to believe, "Why can this guy squat quietly for a quarter of an hour in an environment surrounded by poisonous gas and radiation?"

Damn, have you cultivated to the state of "a person is in the thorns, and he does not move or thorn"? Who else can be considered Buddhist if he is not Buddhist?

When Lucas Ben Willis opened the Jeep door happily, he was stunned by a surprise Buddhist shot.

The window glass was shattered and splashed, Willis's helmet was also fucked hard by a submachine gun, cracking and sunken inward. Although it was not shot through, the transmitted kinetic energy still made Willis feel like his head was rammed by a giant hammer.

In fact, this shot had cracked his skull and his concussion was not light.

Fortunately, the other party couldn't control the recoil well and aimed at the head the first shot, so the subsequent bullets almost all hit the sky. Only one shot hit Willis' raised arm when he leaned back, leaving a blood groove, and the rest had no results.

Willis rolled and rolled to the side of the jeep away from the house, used the car as a cover for himself, and quickly began to apply first aid medicine and adrenaline.

Although the shooter used a submachine gun with a silencer, the exchange of fire within 30 meters was still enough for veterans with superb skills to instantly determine the direction of the attack.

"Damn it! I had known that the first shot of the chest would be between the chest and abdomen! If the two shots of the next two shots jumped up, maybe it would be directly covered by the shot head! Then it would be a second!"

Behind the blinds on the second floor of the sea view room, Zhou Ke patted his thigh and regretted it.

Of course, this kind of regret is completed within two or three seconds.

This is the first time in his life that he tried to kill someone in actual combat. After this practice, he made up his mind: in the future, except for holding a single weapon such as a sniper rifle, he would never aim the first shot within the range of the strafing!

That is something that a master of gun suppression does, and he can't control it himself, and instead wastes the opportunity to attack.

Of course these are all later stories.

The most important thing now is to kill the person next to the car downstairs.

While Zhou Ke put bullets on the submachine gun again, he used these three or four seconds to judge the situation: now he jumped out to chase and kill, which is his own pursuit of death, and it will definitely not work.

If you take the stairs and go around from the back of the house, maybe the other party heard the sound of jumping off the building and judged that he was no longer suppressing it upstairs. He immediately got back into the car and drove away. Zhou Ke was finished.

Because Zhou Ke had no medicine anymore, if he even lost his car, he would be poisoned to death outside the safe area without anyone else killing him.

I can only endure the pain and continue to suppress the sweeping car!

Even if the car explodes!

I hope there is enough medicine on the other party’s corpse!

Zhou Ke had no choice but to bet like this.

After he got the bullet, he took out a grenade almost at the same time and threw it at the position of the jeep. When he threw lightning, he did not poke out from the window, but instead used the "toilet dump" posture like Sakuragi Hanadao, and observed it with his after-light observation, throwing high and throwing lightning.

When the thunder was about to land, he leaned out and aimed at the body of the jeep and began to shoot.

Although his marksmanship is bad, he may not be accurate in hitting people, but he still has no pressure to sweep a parked car within 30 meters and will never miss the target.

"FACK! Grenade!"

After just getting the first aid injection and having just been halfway through adrenaline Willis, his pupils almost immediately dissipated. He had a syringe hanging on his arm that had not been pushed, and he rushed forward with all his potential.

While rushing, Willis raised his gun and looked at the window where the grenade had just flew out.

At this time, there was no time to treat myself, so I could only fight with no cover and had a cover. Under the disadvantaged terrain, I had a bloody battle with the opponent.

Two seconds later, Zhou Ke flashed out of another window two meters away and shot down.

Willis quickly turned the gun from the pre-seeking window, but he had lost the opportunity for half a second.

Zhou Ke had already swept out three or four bullets ahead of him.

...

"Uh--" Zhou Ke felt a huge force tearing, and a severe pain came from his shoulders and arms.

The left hand holding the vertical grip of the submachine gun was already numb.

I have to admit that Willis has a much better marksmanship than him, after all, he is a former professional soldier of the US military.

If Zhou Ke had not had a house as a cover, his chest would be blocked by the walls; and the other party was standing on the side of the road without cover, and he was shooting at him...

The dying blow just now is hard to say who dies and who lives.

Zhou Ke took the last few painkillers, then dragged his weak body and glanced at it.

Lucas Ben Willis is dead to death.

His vitality was decayed because of the initial headshot. Later, his shrapnel of the grenade caused some damage, and he was finally shot by Zhou Ke to complete the resumption of the gun, and the gods could not save him.

Zhou Ke stepped forward and began to touch the body.

"Damn it! This guy has so much medicine! No wonder he can be so confident in robbing the poison!"

As soon as he opened the other party's backpack, Zhou Ke was shocked.

He thought about it and couldn't care about so much. He pulled out all the things on the other party and threw them into the back seat of the car. Then he gave himself medicine and blood, and drove directly along the road to the safe area.

The jeep was hit by a grenade and was already smoking, but it could still drive. (If Willis had not avoided the grenade at that time and insisted on carrying it behind the car until death, maybe Zhou Ke could only bear the pain and shoot the car to the explosion.)

There will be no other Zhou Ke-level old yinbi in the poison zone, so it is nothing to drive a "dangerous car" that will explode at any time if it is shot a few times.

After rushing along the main road for three or four kilometers, Zhou Ke found a ownerless pickup truck parked there on the side of the road. It looked intact and very solid.

Zhou Ke immediately moved everything down, moved it onto the new car, and then drove it to the safe area.

Fifteen minutes later.

Zhou Ke finally drove to the depths of the safety zone, a corner far away from the range of parachutes available for the route.

Moreover, the houses around are still very poor, so even those who drive long distances to search for supplies will not come to such places.

Zhou Ke parked his car in a place covered with many bushes and moved his things into an empty slum bungalow.

First, he restored his health and then Zhou Ke slowly began to sort out the relics that killed the enemy.

"I killed that Vietnamese guy before boarding, and got a chip in advance to unlock the submachine gun. Now I have killed another one, so I should be able to unlock the assault rifle, right? Try to see if that M416 can be used."

Zhou Ke was most concerned about weapons, so he took the assault rifle and tried it out.

The gun was equipped with a silencer, so it was not easy for people to hear the gunshots. Zhou Ke found an abandoned quilt in the house, pressed the muzzle on it, and pulled the trigger.

"Swoosh swish swish swish" three or four bullets suddenly shot out, and the feel was quite steady.

After trying the gun, Zhou Ke sorted out the accessories, armor and ammunition, and got a rough understanding of his current material situation:

M416 assault rifle, full voice silence, 6x scope, 4 spare magazines (160 rounds),

UMP-9 submachine gun, full-fitting silence, 2x scope, 3 spare magazines (120 rounds), and 1 red dot scope without magnification.

Second-hand level 3 helmet,

Second-hand third-level body armor (called Dragon-Armor in the US military, translated as "Dragon-Scaled Armor".)

This was taken off Willis's body. Because Willis's main damage when he died was caused by headshots and grenade injuries, the durability loss of this top-level body armor was not too great.

Zhou Ke calculated it and it was better than the second-level police bulletproof vest that he had been shot twice on his body, so he changed it.

There are 4 medical kits, 10 bandages, 1 injection of adrenaline, 3 bottles of painkillers, and 8 cans of Red Bull...

In fact, there are still many bandages and bullets, but the backpack can no longer be stuffed, so I throw it away.

After sorting out the things, Zhou Ke searched several bungalows in this slum with the mentality of "having a date or not".

Anyway, he had been struggling in this area for so long, but he didn't hear any movement. It can be seen that there is really no one nearby. It's useless to search.

After a round, it was full of garbage and almost no results were achieved.

Only in the penultimate house, I saw an SKS rifle.

This guy is also an old guy nearly a hundred years ago. He is positioned as a "precision shooter rifle", which is commonly known as "sniper".

Although it has the word "sniper", because it uses short ammunition and the power of a single shot is insufficient, this gun cannot kill most people in the headshot like a full-charge bolt-action sniper rifle, so the positioning is a bit embarrassing.

Zhou Ke did not have enough sniper rifle accessories, and he thought that it would be better than the M416 after changing it, so he didn't plan to change it.

However, just as Zhou Ke looked at it for a while and was about to throw the gun back, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have discovered a loophole in "competition system adjustment".

"Hmm? Didn't you say that you must kill 3 people to unlock the sniper rifle? I only killed two people. Why did it seem that the smart lock did not guarantee the gun when I picked up this gun? Even snipers are considered 'sniper' in terms of grading, right?"

After realizing this problem, Zhou Ke removed the silencer on the M416 and installed it on the SKS. After putting on the magazine, he shot the quilt again.

It can really start.

In theory, you have to kill three people before you can use a sniper rifle!

Zhou Ke carefully analyzed the materials on his body and the reactions of each equipment, and finally realized it.

He murmured to himself: "I understand! The official hastily revised the competition system, but the loopholes left! The official set conditions for unlocking advanced weapons should be 'When you carry 2 dead chips, you can use assault rifles, 3 snipers, and 5 airdrop weapons'.

However, whether so many chips of the dead are killed by you personally cannot identify them! So, at the most extreme case, if a person takes a troll after landing, and without killing one person, he will kill a great god who has killed 4 people. Then, he can also get 5 chips of the dead, and as long as he can grab advanced weapons, he can use them directly!"

Zhou Ke felt that the light suddenly became brighter.

Even if it is an old Yin Bi who regards being a greedy person as respect, there is no need to take risks repeatedly. Kill enough five people to get the ultimate equipment.

Moreover, the competition has been more than two hours since the beginning. Now only two of the six people who jumped to the power plant area have survived at most. (Suppose the nameless strong man who broke out from the small power plant is still alive).

Based on this ratio, it is estimated that only 40 of the 100 contestants will be left alive.

Nowadays, most of the people in the field have a life, right?

Zhou Ke can now use a sniper rifle. He guessed that if he killed someone casually, he could use all his equipment.

"Don't take the risk of killing people, have some lunch, and then spend an hour focusing on cracking and debugging AR glasses."
Chapter completed!