I am cleaning the ground with artillery in the extraordinary world

"Think of ways to?"

The man in white hiding behind the rock giant, even though he had tried his best to hide his body behind the rock giant, he still could not avoid being hit by stray bullets. The energy absorption limit of his protective clothing was constantly approaching.

Seeing that the protective clothing was about to shatter, he had no room to fight back. He knew very well that when the protective clothing shattered, he would lose his life.

In fact, it is really easy to deal with this lower-level gunner profession, especially in a many-on-one situation. You only need to wait for the opponent to reload, and then rely on the existence of protective clothing to rush up in a swarm with a ferocious smile. .

Before the protective clothing shatters, he can definitely chop off the opponent's head.

It's really simple.

But the problem now is that the opponent doesn't reload at all, and there is no gap in the firepower network for them to charge. What's more, as he said at the beginning, the mountain is steep and full of thorns and bushes. It is almost difficult to charge up. Like ascending to heaven.

"How about trying to beg for mercy?"

At the critical moment of life and death, the man in white's eyes lit up and he said anxiously: "How about we try to beg for mercy? We don't have any deep grudge against Chen Miao, and he has no reason to kill us."

"What can't you talk about properly?"

"What's more, there are people behind us. I don't believe that Chen Miao dares to kill us all. If he kills us all, can he survive after leaving the secret realm?"

Say it.

The man in white took a deep breath and was secretly glad that he was wearing white today. Then he raised his clothes above his head and waved them desperately, hoping that the other party would stop for a moment and let everyone negotiate.

Even if the negotiation fails.

With the help of the short space between the fire stops, they can also make more choices. Whether they are escaping back to the ancient city or rushing forward, they have more choices.

And at the same time, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Surrender, we surrender!!!"

"It has been a rule since ancient times that those who surrender will not be killed!!!"

However--

The sound of the stereo carried on the shoulder of the hungry monkey next to me is really loud!

Chen Miao, who was in high spirits, did not hear any begging for mercy at all.

He just stood there, following the rhythm of the music, holding the Taoju version of the Thompson submachine gun in his hand, aiming at the crowd below, and continuously firing to suppress the fire!

"Thud, tug, thud, bang!"

Amid the rapid sound of bullets, there were bursts of explosions!

The effect of explosive bombs means that even those players who completely hide their bodies behind the rock giant will not be completely unscathed.

The condescending strafing left the group of players below without any ability to fight back.

And when he saw a figure in white clothes rising above his head and waving continuously, he grinned, and the bullets were directed towards that area more concentratedly.

There is no need to worry about running out of bullets. Even if Thomson's rate of fire is not low, 20,000 bullets are enough for him to continue shooting for a long time. The most important thing is that even if these 20,000 bullets are used up, he can continue to shoot seamlessly again. Produce 20,000 rounds of bullets.

As long as he doesn't run out of star coins, he will always have unlimited bullets.

finally.

"boom!"

With the sound of collapse, the seemingly solid rock giant finally couldn't bear it and turned into rubble and collapsed on the spot, revealing a group of frightened players behind it, before these players could react.

The dense bullets enveloped these players.

At this time, Chen Miao was as cold as a fish that had been killed for ten years. He had no intention of letting go of the trigger, and poured out the firepower on every player's head equally and evenly.

Another three minutes passed.

All the players below have fallen into a pool of blood.

"One, two, three."

Chen Miao stood on the hillside and counted the players lying in a pool of blood below. He quickly came up with a number of 28. Except for him and Hungry Monkey, all the players in this secret area fell here.

but--

He looked at the secret realm rankings with a slightly strange expression.

"Medal of War Secret Realm Points Ranking".

He is number one on the list, Hungry Monkey is number two, and there is another person who is number three.

There are only three of them on the entire ranking list. Everyone else has been removed from the list. The reason for being removed from the list is simple and clear. As for the person who is still on the list, it is obvious that he is pretending to be dead in the pile of corpses below.

After noticing this.

Chen Miao took a deep breath from the cigar held in the corner of his mouth, exhaled a mouthful of rich blue-white smoke, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and held the scarlet-colored Thompson submachine gun with dark gold texture in his arms.

Unbutton the last button of your suit.

The shirtless man in a suit looked down at the corpse-strewn scene, and suddenly said in an onomatopoeic voice: "Tu tu tu tu!"

Before the hungry monkey next to him could react.

Then he saw the Thompson submachine gun in Brother Miao's hand starting to roar crazily again.

He had to make up for the last hit, but he didn't intend to go to the person's face and do it. Although this would waste some bullets, compared with his own safety, the wasted bullets were worth a few bucks.

When the fire net shrouded it again.

In the pool of blood, a corpse suddenly jumped up and fled along the mountain road towards the ancient city as fast as lightning. It was running really fast, but how could a human being run faster than a bullet?

It would have been okay if he didn't run, but when he started running, Chen Miao turned the gun around with clear aim.

marksmanship?

At this time, marksmanship has lost its meaning.

After a few seconds.

The player who jumped up also fell down again. It was quiet. Everything was quiet. There were only two of them in the entire secret realm, and the ranking list was also extremely clean.

"call!"

Chen Miao stood there and breathed a sigh of relief, put the Thompson submachine gun back into his backpack, took out his cane, held it in his hand and stretched before standing there and looking down.

"It's a bit rough. I've only used more than 4,000 rounds of bullets."

To deal with these violent extraordinary beings, it was obvious that the Chicago Typewriter was more effective than words. Under the negotiation of the Chicago Typewriter, these extraordinary beings all chose peace.

Then he looked at the remaining time in the secret realm.

36 minutes.

After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and looked at Hungry Monkey: "Go and see if there are any trophies that can be recovered. I'll go to the military tent over there and kill for a while. After you finish collecting here, come over quickly and get some more." experience."

"no problem!"

The hungry monkey's pupils flashed with excitement as he rushed down the hillside. This kind of collecting trophies was his favorite thing to do, not to mention that these people below might become his future neighbors in the future.

Maybe we have to live next to his grave.

Chen Miao, on the other hand, returned to the military tent where the enemy troops were constantly being refreshed. Holding the Taoist version of the Thompson submachine gun in his arms, he stood at the exit of the military tent and looked at the enemy troops not far away who completely ignored him. He grinned and buttoned up. The trigger was pulled.

"Tu tu tu tu!"