The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

The situation of the red python is indeed not optimistic.

The limbs that were still embedded on the side of the brain were nowhere to be found at this time. This should have been a good thing, but the yellowing, rolling outwards, and even faintly expanding wounds, are not the same thing at all.

This might have been just a cut wound as wide as the palm of the hand, but at this time there were signs of suppuration and decay. And the snake scales around the wound have already shed, revealing pink muscles.

It seems to be the invasion of germs, even a giant eye with a red python has become a little yellow, and it is no longer able to distinguish the pupils from the whites of the eyes, and there are even a few bloodshots like parasites in it, which looks even more intimidating. Amazed.

But despite this, the red python is still full of energy. The sturdy torso gushed out of the ruins in the blink of an eye, and slaughtered among the sand monkeys.

Hissing roars and vibrations are endless, and the scene raging like a tyrant is full of primitive impulse and violence.

Under the one-sided situation, the group of sand monkeys without a leader suddenly dispersed, completely unable to raise the slightest thought of resistance.

Subconsciously leaning against the wall, Jing An only dared to use the corner of her eye to look at the distant situation.

"System, are the forelimbs of sandworms so toxic?"

[Hint: Non-potent rot fungus toxins will only affect the creatures under the resistance. According to common sense, the resistance of the red flame red python will not have such an obvious reaction]

[Analysis...Analysis of the status quo of the red python: low resistance, but irritable, irritable, and highly aggressive. In summary, the red python may be harbouring old illnesses, or it may be about to live. The hunting success rate has been adjusted, now it is increased to 56%]

Through the continuous collection of information and details, like groping for a jigsaw puzzle, a slightly tortuous but direct-to-core speculation emerged in Jing'an's mind, and his eyes lit up.

Nostalgia, life expectancy, both are urgent issues. Obviously for the red python, if you want to continue to live, you can only step into the next stage of evolution.

"System, if I shoot now, what is the probability of being discovered?"

One eye is almost blind, and there is harassment by sand monkeys. Under such perfect preconditions, the success rate will never be too low!

Sure enough, after a slight pause, Jing'an's idea was affirmed by the system.

[Analyzing... The host takes the shot at this time, and the probability of exposure is 12%. Note: Only remote attack methods are available]

The probability of being discovered is only 12%, and it is worth trying because of reason.

Even though Jing'an squatted down, he took out the long metal tube with the palm length from the cloth bag he carried. He shed the shell and replaced the round projectile with a thick, bright yellow long strip like an index finger.

It can increase the shooting distance and stabilize the trajectory.

One of the few military standards, it is said that the armor-piercing projectile should be used only in the equipment type.

The only advantages of assembling firearms are brought into full play at this moment. Taking into account the special circumstances, the additional components and the storage of ammunition are perfectly combined under the special modification.

This is the biggest killer that can be touched as a scavenger.

Jing An took a long breath, ignoring the pain of fine sand rubbing against the respiratory tract, and stood up against the wind and sand.

The left hand moved upwards, and the jaws of the bent arms acted as a temporary support. He gripped the handle of the gun firmly with his right hand, and the assembled gun with stabilizer was as long as an adult's forearm.

This is one of the few techniques he deserves to be complacent about. Only in terms of the accuracy of firearms, Jing'an believes that he is not inferior to anyone.

It is impossible to miss here.

Breathe.

He was like a crocodile hiding in the water, his eyes became deep and calm, waiting for his prey to expose the biggest flaw.

-Opportunities are fleeting.

Just as the red python swept away its head and chewed two thin sand monkeys in its mouth, it happened to have its head horizontally in the air.

bump!

The metal products made a violent roar at this time, like the roaring motor driven by the engine, and the violent sound like a muffled thunder blasted out of thin air. The muzzle rose in an instant, and under the reinforcement of the stabilizer, a bright yellow spewed out. Deformed epiphany.

The bullet that was tearing the air rushed forward with an indomitable momentum, and plunged straight into the infected yellow eyeballs of the red python.

"hold head high!!"

The muddy and dirty blood gushing from the wound splashed around with the fierce tumbling. The red python's body twitching from the severe pain looked like an out of control tank, and it unscrupulously crushed the surrounding ruins and sand monkeys and slapped them flat.

[Reminder: The red python has clearly lost sight of one eye due to germs and external blows. At the same time, the bullet touches the brain, which will make the red python become more irritable and manic]

There is no doubt that the effect of this blow is perfect.

But... the drawbacks of assembling firearms are also highlighted at this moment. The stabilizer that has become red, hot, and even deformed and bent comes into view.

This also means that Jing'an has no way to reproduce the fatal blow like the one just now.

If there is a real heavy firearm, maybe I can kill the red python directly...

The heart-pumping thought just came to mind, before being forced down by Jing'an.

How can there be so many ifs in the world? Let's do the right thing first.

With a look of regret, Jing'an disassembled the hot stabilizer repeatedly, and then took the old popsicles and began to shift the position non-stop.

I saw a person and a dog crawling out of the bungalow, both sides maintained a tense and tacit silence, trying to keep their movements from making unnecessary movements.

Along the ruins of the bungalows along the way, Jing'an took the old popsicles around a big circle, almost struggling to reach the other end.

If it were here, even if the red python discovered the shooting point afterwards, it should not be exposed—before the red python was exasperated, Jing'an had no reason to underestimate the opponent.

The price of self-esteem is so high that he can't afford it now.

Jing'an was panting and groping on the weathered sand wall. At the end of the system, she flicked the handle of the gun and slammed it to the corner.

flutter.

A transparent hole the size of a fist was cut through.

The old popsicle groaned, and the dog's eyes were round and round. I have to say that this skill really surprised it.

"Shhh, shut up... let me see what's going on over there now."

Although the field of vision confined to a hole is limited, it also benefits from the excellent choice of angle of view. Jing'an is able to observe the situation across the road completely.

The two-storey ruins were already crumbling, and they were overwhelmed by the tumbling of the red python, and immediately collapsed into a yellow ruin. The sand monkeys around him were also scattered as birds and beasts at this time, leaving a bunch of corpses, leaving a few old, weak, sick and disabled who were still screaming or making the last resistance.

"...Not surprisingly."

Although I don't know the habits of sand monkeys, based on a systematic analysis, the probability of red python dying on the hands of this group of fine monkeys is infinitely close to 0%.

Jing'an turned her gaze, and finally cast her gaze on the red python who was lying on the ground and slowly wriggling.

A huge, concave, asymmetrical deformity was printed on the side of the red python's brain, which not only made people slightly frightened.

But it made Jing'an become excited.

"System, analyze the status quo."

Excited, he even yelled out subconsciously.

The old popsicle on the side tilted his head for unknown reasons, rubbed his limbs on the sand, and showed an eager look.

"Woo~"

[Translation: Let me see too! 】

With just one interruption, the system has obtained clear data.

[During the analysis... the results are obtained, combined with the trauma of the red python, the plan is optimized for the second time, and two inferences are drawn]