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Chapter 228(2/2)

The adventurer behind the parapet heard their conversation and couldn't help but turn his head and take a look, "Did you really hit it?"

His field of vision is not wide enough and his eyesight is slightly inferior.

The two people in the car ignored him. Hua Xiezi put down the binoculars and looked at Qu Jianlei, "I thought you were only good at using laser guns."

Her eyes were full of admiration. Although the wasteland was chaotic, strong people were generally respected by people.

My greatest skill is calculation! Qu Jianlei doesn't think his marksmanship is that strong.

But being modest is not good either. He replied, "I think I can challenge myself now."

What if the Frost Wolf speeds up? I can still hit it.

At this moment, another situation occurred in front of the supply station. The Frost Wolf was very difficult to hit and the firepower was a bit insufficient.

The people who control the several machine guns are all experienced shooters who know how to control the rhythm and pull the triggers for several consecutive shots. Shooting is sheer waste.

Just looking at the size of the wolf pack outside, you know that it is necessary to reserve ammunition.

But without shooting, how could twenty or so guns suppress the impact of more than a hundred wolves?

It is impossible for defenders from other directions to come to support - that is exactly what the Frost Wolf wants.

So the most critical problem now is that there are not enough guns, and some people don't have guns at all.

The survivors of the wasteland never lack guns, but there is no doubt that the number of people is definitely greater than the number of guns.

Many people cannot afford a gun, cannot afford a gun, or have no access to a gun.

The person who originally wanted to sap Qu Jianlei only had a broken gun in his body and dared to ambush people in the wild.

The lame Third Master only has a laser pistol and is considered a leader among scavengers.

For example, the woman who sells oil does not have a gun in her hand, and she does not need to use a gun in her job. Instead, she dared to scold Qu Jianlei.

The skinny man directing the battle was a little anxious and asked the supply point for guns. The supply point said that our guns were not rich.

As soon as he turned around, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Chapter completed!
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