Martin is just a small figure in this squad, but he has a good brother, Marvin! He is also one of the representative figures among the freshmen at the Academy of War Gods! He believes it is safe to follow his brother, but their luck is quite bad, as they have been teleported to such a place. What's even more terrifying for him now is that a hunter is hiding in the thick fog, a hunter who can use a gun.
Martin's brother, Marvin, the leader of this team, has already been assassinated. They are all students of the Rifle Academy, and in such thick fog, firearms are nothing but a hindrance, which is no exception for them. However, what they did not expect is that this person hidden in the darkness completely disregards visibility issues and has frighteningly high accuracy. This is the first time he has realized that the legendary marksmanship is not a myth, and this person before him can achieve it!
No matter how they hide, their teammates are dying one by one, which fills him with a sense of powerlessness. Suddenly, he puts down his rifle because he senses that he is being targeted. Unfortunately, before he leaves, he cannot see the face of this person. Bang! The gun went off, and he fell to the ground. Barrett Walker walks out of the thick fog. He has become increasingly proficient in blind sniping. Upon examining the wound, it is clear that it is a direct hit to the heart, so there should be no pain.
Barrett Walker takes a look at the Honor Roll. He no longer hides his name. His ranking has risen rapidly, pushing him into the top ten, just at the tenth spot! The discussions below are already boiling. Obviously, Barrett Walker, from being a nobody, quickly surged into the top hundred, then the top fifty, and then the top ten. When Barrett Walker's name "Crazy" stayed at the tenth spot, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wow! Is this 'Crazy' on some kind of performance-enhancing drug? So fierce."
"Upstairs, you ignoramus, don't you know that 'Crazy' is the disciple of a sniper god! He can even do it blindfolded."
"Third floor, stop talking nonsense!"
Watching these people's discussions, Barrett Walker is furious! But he did not expect that his nickname as the sniper god, "Crazy," would be unknown to some people! Should he say they are ignorant or heartless? But Barrett Walker doesn't care about these things; he just wants to be first!
Gathering the bullets of these dozen or so people and selecting the best-performing Type 88 sniper rifle, he walks in the direction they came from. Either his luck has run out, or there is simply no one on this stretch of road, as he watches his ranking on the Honor Roll rapidly slide down. The changes ahead are too drastic! Of course, those who were discussing him have gone silent and started looking for other topics.
There is a small lake here, and many ferocious beasts come here to drink water. However, at this moment, there comes an angry roar from the depths of the soul, and a huge mutated mammoth is seen shaking its head and swaying in the lake, trying to attack the shore, but it cannot withstand the dense gunfire on the shore.
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"If we kill this mutated mammoth, it probably counts as the deaths of twenty enemies! It's a shame there's no triple discount!" Several people from the Mecha Academy are operating the new generation of satellite crawler mechs, with machine guns on their shoulders sweeping the mutated mammoths in the lake as if they were free. They can only flaunt their might in the Second World, but their kill count will be discounted by two-thirds. Still, having such a cheat is considered lucky, but the Yumenze area is really not suitable for this kind of mecha operation!
"Quick! The radar shows a small mountain appearing on the left! Quickly check what's happening on the left." In the mech, Alice, the captain of this squad, is quite competent, commanding her team members to rationally and convincingly trap the mutated mammoth in the lake.
"Captain! It's not a mountain, it's a mutated mammoth! The one we hunted down was its baby elephant! Its parents have come for revenge." Suddenly, screams from the female team members come through the communication channel. The momentum of the charging mammoths scares the audience, but luckily, they are all wearing Shure Double-Layer Maximum Absorbency, so there are no leaks!
Barrett Walk looked at the female students of the mecha academy, feeling a profound sense of sorrow for their unfamiliarity with operating mechas. As the saying goes, "men and women working together make the job easier," so why not find a few male students to join them? If they were to fail, it would be a great embarrassment for the mecha academy. Despite Glena's disdain for him, Barrett could not allow his own academy to be disgraced. He took aim at the vulnerable spot on the charging elephant's head - its feet.
Bang... The sound of gunfire echoed continuously. In the world of the Second, Barrett Walk was truly a god with a gun. The leading elephant in the charge thunderously fell to the ground, its head turned into mush by the continuous barrage of bullets. The rest of the herd fell to the ground, caught off guard.
"Yay! The little elephant in the lake is dead, let's run quickly! Otherwise, we'll be late!" The communication channel of the mecha academy was filled with joyful and genuine voices, so sweet and comfortable to listen to.
"Why did those mutated mammoths suddenly fall down?"
"I don't know, but it seems like they're not chasing us anymore."
"Why worry about that? Let's see how much we've moved up the honor roll!"
"Wow! I've moved up by three, a total of twenty-two. Now it's over twelve hundred."
The unaffected and natural cries of the girls, like the carefree singing of birds in the forest, intoxicated the listener's soul. A louder exclamation arose, with the sharp voice characteristic of a young girl: "Wow! Did this person take an aphrodisiac? How did they suddenly jump into the top three? Sisters, look quickly! How many enemies has this person killed? Weren't they just in the top fifty before? How did they suddenly increase by two hundred? A total of two hundred and fourteen! Are they cheating?"
If they knew that Barrett Walk had received a fifty percent discount for using a gun, and that he was a student of the mecha academy, they might complain about the unfairness. Why do the rifle students get a twenty percent discount while he, a mecha student, only gets a fifty percent discount? Perhaps the system could not determine whether Barrett's marksmanship was cheating or real!
These mutated mammoths were only slightly larger, with thicker skin and greater strength, but there was nothing particularly impressive about them. After Barrett Walk found their weak points, he easily dealt with them. This greatly inflated his confidence as he gazed towards the deep jungle, shrouded in thick, impenetrable mist, like a curtain of white. If he killed that dragon, he would likely skyrocket to the top of the honor roll.
Should he give it a try?