I’m Still Too Weak For the Starter SSS Talent

[Smooth rifle: shotgun (excellent level ★★★★)]

Attribute 1: Power +100 (Penetration)

Attribute 2: Adaptive double power increase

Attribute 3: Adaptive*10 coefficient agility increase (effective range)

Attribute 4: Add extra level ∠+30°

Description: When this hot steel pipe is thrust into the throat of an enemy, he will know what it is to fear.

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The first reward is to increase the spread of the horizontal angle of the muzzle. The current shotgun has a fire coverage of 60+30 angles, and the spread of the muzzle can allow the shotgun to reach a fire coverage of 150°∠.

This kind of adaptive shotgun is much more powerful and firepower than the native world.

Arburg's cold sweat slid down his forehead, and finally dripped and splashed on the black-painted gun barrel.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his own soldiers who were coming to support him.

A little peace of mind.

Pulling away the corners of his pale mouth and taking a deep breath, his hoarse voice was like two pieces of broken glass rubbing against each other.

"You wouldn't do that, sir."

"Wouldn't it be like that?"

"I don't think you want to be an enemy of the entire 50th area?"

"You don't really think that you alone can represent Area 50, do you? You're a lackey, don't you even know where you are?" Tang Zheng sneered.

There was a hint of sullenness in Arberg's eyes, but the barrel of the gun was pressed against his face, and he couldn't be arrogant.

"There are at least 2,000 elites behind me, and they are all coming here." Arberg tried to threaten.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the barrel of the gun in Tang Zheng's hand move a little.

Move away from his face.

Arberg was delighted.

Have you finally learned to be afraid?

It seems that this kid is sensible.

But even before the thought settled in his mind, Tang Zheng pulled the plug and made a crisp 'click'.

Aiming at the direction of Arburg's ear.

"Boom!!!"

The loud gunshot directly pierced his right eardrum, blood flowed out from the pinna, and the pain made him frown.

The hot gun barrel released wisps of pungent gunpowder smoke.

"There should be only 1,800 people left now." Tang Zheng said, paused, and leaned into his intact left ear and said loudly.

"Now there are 1,800 people left!"

Arburg turned his head in disbelief.

The 200 elites who had just come to support from the southwest were fired by Tang Zheng's shotgun and wiped out with one shot!

There was a strong tremor in his eyes.

"How did you do it...with just this gun?"

Captain Arburg in the original world has seen countless advanced gun technology.

He has seen many weapons that are more powerful than this gun.

It can be just a shotgun, fired at a wide angle, and the own support troops 200 meters away are instantly killed by a single shot.

this……

It was as if a small pistol had the power of a Barrett shot across a range of several kilometers.

Tang Zheng didn't answer, but started another topic: "Now, connect to the person with the highest right to speak in your 50th district."

"Impossible! Just rely on you...we still have 1800 elite troops! Just rely on you..."

"Boom!!!"

"There are 1,600 left." Tang Zheng moved the barrel away from his left ear this time.

It is not now to completely deaf him.

Cold sweat kept pouring out of Aboge's forehead, and on his old face, epilepsy quivered along with the horizontal flesh on his face.

It's not that he can't contact the supreme commander behind him.

It's just... with more than 3,000 raid soldiers, and his own 10% war horn buff blessing, the loss of 1,000 elite battle damage, sacrificed in the war, which is acceptable.

Because District 96 paid a more tragic price of nearly 10,000 deaths.

War means bloodshed, and whoever sheds less blood is naturally victorious.

But right now... this young, even a bit too much kid... In Arburg's previous army, this kind of kid was just a recruit who had been bullied.

Just such a kid, carrying a powerful and outrageous shotgun, has killed 400 of his elite in a few breaths...

He didn't dare to report this kind of battle damage to his superiors!

Not to mention that this kid wants to connect with his superiors, he must have no good intentions.

While Arburg was hesitating, Tang Zheng's third large gunpowder bomb had been filled.

Click!

The cold plug pulled, just beside Arburg's left ear.

"This shot will blow your head off. I'm impatient." Tang Zheng's tone gradually became impatient.

Arberg glanced sideways at the barrel of the gun, and swallowed hard.

After taking a few breaths like asthma, Arburg finally compromised.

He unfolded his own light curtain and chose to connect to his boss, the current chief executive officer of Area 50 and the initiator of this war - Tucson Mo.

After briefly explaining the current battle situation, Arberg aimed the light curtain at Tang Zheng.

"What do you want, a young man from Area 96." A vigorous and capable voice came from the other side of the light curtain.

Tucson was extremely prepared. The 3,000 elite men under him were just an advance force, and they were exploring the way.

The river area that can clear Area 96 is the best, and it doesn't matter if you don't kill them all.

Together with the leaders of several other large tribes and the surrounding small tribes, they assembled a total of 100,000 troops.

And all of them are equipped with bronze-level weapons, and the elite troops even have iron weapons.

Although facing an area with a population of 20 million, this force is not enough to fit between the teeth.

But you have to know, how many areas with a population of 20 million are not part of the combat readiness force?

And how much power can be assembled at once?

As long as he breaks through all the way, he will take advantage of the opportunity to recruit some players in Area 96 to become his own strength.

It only takes a week to level up Area 96.

In fact, when the number of players recruited from District 96 exceeds 2 million, there is no need to use troops from District 50 anymore.

Right now there is a little episode.

A young man has developed the latest shotgun, which is full of deterrence.

According to the old Arburg, he can take the lives of 200 soldiers with one shot.

But none of that matters.

Can he kill 200 by himself, can he kill 2,000, 20,000?

Steady him symbolically, the young man has naturally never seen anything in the world.

Ask him what he wants.

Money, beauty? Or suspend the invasion of Area 96?

Does he always have needs?

These can all be promised.

Anyway, he promised what he said.

Just saying yes doesn't mean you will do what he says.

A character like a kid, determined to stop the inevitable invasion of Area 50 by himself?

This is the funniest joke I've heard since Tucson moved.

"So, what do you need, my friend." Listening to the short silence on the other side of the light curtain, Tusenmo asked again.

And soon, the other end gave an answer.

The reply on the other side made Tu Senmo's eyes widen in disbelief.

said the young boy.

"I want your life, now you can start running, and see if my pursuit speed is faster or your running speed is faster."

The voice fell, and the light curtain was disconnected.

Tu Senmo sat on the chair, staring blankly at the light curtain in front of him.

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Area 96, No. 1 River Domain.

Bend river.

Tang Zheng hit Arberg's temple with the muzzle of the gun.

"Call out the players in your army who have positioning capabilities."

"You are looking for your own death!"

"Snapped!!"

With a backhand, a big slap was slapped on Arberg's face, and his dentures were spat out by the roots.

"Whether your father is dead or not has something to do with your mother! Shout out to me the players in your army who have the ability to locate!!!"

Tang Zheng is very angry now.

Area 96 directly lost the lives of tens of thousands of players overnight.

The 10,000 battle casualties have reached one-two-thousandth of the region's population.

This population loss ratio is equivalent to the direct death of an entire street of aboriginal residents in a small county.

Putting it in the original world is enough to cause the shock and mourning of the whole country.

Even in an alien world where life and death are downplayed, this loss has completely angered countless players in District 96 on the forum.

If it weren't for the distance, there would definitely be countless players going to support them now.

Tang Zheng never thought of herself as the savior.

Especially after coming to another world, his heart is a little colder than others.

The life and death of other people has nothing to do with him to a large extent.

But if in the area where he is, players are massacred wantonly, but he does nothing.

Then disasters will always befall themselves.

Besides, it has been almost two months since I came to the other world. For Tang Zheng, District 96 has gradually gained a sense of belonging.

The land here once benefited Tang Zheng.

The players here also regard him as a god.

"It used to be a joke."

"today……

"Let me act as a real god for once."

Fight for the land of birth!

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Tucson was both angry and amused.

one person?

Single-handedly break into your base camp?

Outside his base camp, there are soldiers with 100,000 elite troops!

He even has the SS-level talent madness.

Why is he?

How dare he?

At first, Tucson thought he was just an incompetent and furious threat. After all, his own area was beaten to the door, and tens of thousands of players died. How did he get over without saying something harsh?

But when Tu Senmo could no longer contact any soldier in the advance unit, his eyes gradually became complicated.

Area 96 River Field.

A huge ancient god mech slowly soared into the air.

At the foot is the place where the war broke out with corpses everywhere.

In his horrified eyes, Arberg and his remaining 1,600 soldiers were all killed.

"Lan Lan, you stay here, take care of this sister, and clean up the battlefield by the way."

Tang Zheng's voice came out through the ancient god mecha device.

Below, the young woman holding the child faced the direction where the mecha was flying, and knelt down on her knees.

Thank you very sincerely.

"Thank you, hero! May God bless you forever."

"Hero? I'm not a hero, I'm just an ordinary person with a little bit of special power."

The voice was accompanied by a huge roar of engines resounding through the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, the ancient god of machinery erupted with a sonic boom!

"Boom!!!"

The air is torn apart.

The huge mech disappeared into the night sky in an instant at a speed that was hard to detect with the naked eye.

Only two scarlet flame trails remained.

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Area 50.

river field.

In front of Tucson's camp.

There are 100,000 soldiers ready to go, and the orderly formation of troops is lined up in front of the barracks, stretching for several kilometers.

At his word, they'd all board boats and invade Area 96 down the river.

But he was in no hurry.

Hands intertwined on the table, quietly waiting for the brat in District 96 to come and die.

If it was someone else, Tucson would never pay attention to such idiots talking about dreams, and would have already led the army.

But it can lead the world in making smoothbore muskets, and the area is Area 96.

This player, apart from low-key stalkers, will not have a second person.

As the current number one in the world.

He still has to give this respect.

Otherwise, you are too arrogant.

"Hurry up, I can't wait to see the scene where you are scared by my 100,000 troops and pee your pants."

The voice just fell.

A thunderous sonic boom resounded across the sky.

"Snapped!!!"

A mecha device rushed towards it at the speed of a small fighter jet.

But it stopped abruptly with an incomprehensible deceleration, and was suspended in mid-air.

The sonic boom emitted by the violent friction with the air during the emergency stop is deafening and resounds through the sky.

Countless soldiers below looked up.

The mech fell slowly, and at a height of several meters, a young man turned over and jumped out of the cockpit of the mech.

"Slap."

After landing firmly, Tang Zheng turned his palms, and he carried the smoothbore shotgun on his shoulders.

Tu Xunmo walked out of the barracks and slowly came to the front of the camp.

"Just relying on your gun? Or the mecha behind you?"

"Have you ever seen the 100,000 troops behind me?"

"The number one in the world is so stupid, it really makes me laugh."

"Even if you have the most advanced technology, how many can you kill with one shot?"

"200?"

"Then you probably need to fire 500 shots to kill everyone in front of you."

Tu Senmo's voice fell, and a burst of laughter broke out in the army.

Without it, it's just that the power gap is too great, and the sense of humor it brings can't help but make people laugh.

Someone in the military camp turned on the light curtain to take this picture, and synchronized it to his own forum.

In an instant, countless players came to watch.

[No way, no way? Disabled people from District 96 come to District 50 to show off? ]

[Your home is almost gone, idiot! Still in this show! Is it really amazing to think that you are number one in the world? ]

[idiot! This is the worst player I've ever seen! ]

[War is inevitable, low-civilized areas should accept the entry of high-civilized areas, we will educate you low-level primitive people very well: D]

Not only the 50th district, players with channel information transmission talents in other areas also reposted this live broadcast post on the forums in their own districts.

Almost most of the players in the area were titled [One against one hundred thousand? Let you see the world's number one power/laugh/laugh] Attracted by the post.

The number of players watching this battle is increasing.

Tu Senmo roared with a sneer and waved his hands vigorously.

"kill him!!!"

"kill!!!!!!!!"

Thunderous roars erupted from the camp.

On the ground level, a dense army of dark clouds rushed towards Tang Zheng holding up all kinds of weapons in their hands like dark clouds passing by!

The rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building!

The battle line stretching several thousand meters was quickly closed, and the sound of footsteps alone made the nearby ground tremble faintly.

The broken hair on Tang Zheng's forehead swayed with the gust of wind caused by the approach of the crowd, and the corners of his clothes fluttered in the wind.

His strong and powerful body stood straight like a javelin.

Turning his left hand over, he took out a scythe burning with flames, and raised his right hand suddenly, and the shotgun in mid-air made a "click" sound of smoothbore loading.

In front of him, five huge puppets with metallic luster emerged one after another.

In their hands, they all transformed into a burning sickle and a nothingness shotgun.

He assumed the same pose as Tang Zheng.

Iron golem's own ability: war imitation!

"All the players in District 96, you can always trust... Fu." Tang Zheng squeezed out an upward air whirlwind from the corner of his mouth, and blew the broken hair on his forehead, reflecting the eyes and pupils of a hundred thousand soldiers, a mixture of joking and coldness , spoke slowly.

"Your gods."

Thanks to 'Y Jiujiu' for the 5,000 book coins!

kowtow!

bang bang bang! ! !