Wasteland: My items are infinitely upgraded

Old Duncan spoke in a deep voice, and at his command, two teammates immediately put down the cart, took out the rope equipment on it, and then spread out to the left and right, pulling out a formation.

Good teamwork, thought the captain on his mountain bike.

Before the action, they tied three-pronged hooks to the ends of the ropes they carried, like enlarged versions of the treble hooks used in lure fishing, and handed them to Old Duncan and Lisa.

They were in a group with the experienced Old Duncan.

Lisa, standing aside, said to Lin Feng and the other three:

“I’ll team up with you. It’s my first time, so I don’t have much experience. Be careful and explore on your own. Run ahead and follow my teammates to restrict the direction the horses can escape, forcing them to run only up the hillsides on either side. The captain and I will be responsible for capturing them from behind.”

“Our hunting target this time is that group of Rockhorn Horses three hundred meters away, just climbing up and still grazing. Among them are a dozen young members who were recently born; those are our potential targets.”

“When I lasso a target, you’ll be responsible for tying their limbs tightly to restrict their movement.”

“We'll divide the spoils equally among us.”

Then, she specifically instructed:

“Be careful not to push them too hard. If the Rockhorn Horse herd charges wildly, just step aside. There will be many more opportunities, but we only have one life.”

Lin Feng nodded, watching Lisa skillfully tie a running knot in the rope in her hand, turning it into a snare, and he roughly guessed the other party’s capture method.

Just like the cowboys of the United States in the old West, using ropes and lassos to capture cattle and horses.

Cowboys who were skilled in lassoing could catch their target with almost every throw, accurately subduing them.

Lisa and Old Duncan each had three pre-prepared ropes, dozens of meters long, woven from cloth and extremely resistant to pulling.

The three-pronged hooks tied to the ends were hooks for securing the ropes, preventing the Rockhorn Horses from continuing to escape after being lassoed.

As for the other two teammates on foot, they were auxiliary members to restrict the escape direction of the Rockhorn Horses, and Lin Feng and the others had to follow them to act together.

First, approach on foot, ambush on the main road where the Rockhorn Horse herd would escape, and then scare the horses back to the left and right slopes.

Unable to quickly escape through the shortcut of the valley, the speed at which the Rockhorn Horses climb and cross the mountains will naturally decrease a lot, and then Old Duncan and the two can find an opportunity to lasso them in one fell swoop.

It sounds like there’s no difficulty, but Lisa and Old Duncan, who are directly involved, need to have rich lassoing experience and be able to lock onto the target and hit it accurately in just a dozen seconds.

However, daring to take on this task meant they were naturally prepared.

Lin Feng thought for a while and asked Liu Qian to stay in the car, while he, Liu Mingfei, and A'lian went to cooperate with Lisa.

Without delay, the operation began.

Lin Feng and the other three followed the members of Duncan's team, crouching down and using the piles of rocks as cover, to go around a large circle to the front of the Rockhorn Horse herd, which was still searching for fresh grass in the city ruins.

Duncan and the other one at the rear, using binoculars to confirm that the support personnel were all in place, Duncan then pulled out his pistol, stepped on the pedals of his mountain bike, and launched a charge.

When they were less than a hundred meters away from the Rockhorn Horse herd and were about to be discovered, Duncan raised the gun in his hand, aimed at one of the first-tier male Rockhorn Horse leaders, and pulled the trigger.

The lethality of ordinary pistol bullets would naturally not cause any damage to a first-tier Rockhorn Horse.

After the bullet hit the target, it was even bounced off by the Rockhorn Horse's side armor.

But what Old Duncan wanted was to use this bullet to startle the entire Rockhorn Horse herd, especially when the herd leader was attacked and became stressed, all the other Rockhorn Horses would panic and start to flee with the lead horse.

And the direction of escape was precisely the entrance to the canyon where the group had ambushed in advance.

This place used to be the estuary of a river, with flat terrain, and higher city ruins on both sides. They could only quickly escape through the old riverbed.

In the two-hundred-meter-wide riverbed, a total of five support personnel, including Lin Feng, had already completed their ambush.

Separated by forty to fifty meters, each hid behind rocks, waiting for the panicked Rockhorn Horse herd to run to this point to stop them from continuing to run wildly forward.

Lin Feng pulled out the gun holster from his waist. He was not very interested in how to capture the Rockhorn Horses alive at the moment.

He just wanted to take this opportunity to successfully kill a first-tier Rockhorn Horse so that he could be promoted to a first-tier evolver.

When Duncan and Lisa lassoed the children beside them, the two female Rockhorn Horses would definitely hesitate and want to rescue their cubs.

That moment would be the best opportunity for him to strike.

Now Lin Feng is a level nine enhancer, and his eyesight has been strengthened to be able to see things one kilometer away, lock on targets within eight hundred meters, and accurately hit moving objects within six hundred meters.

So the distance of two hundred meters, plus the pre-aiming time, it is not an exaggeration to say that every shot will hit.

But it is easy to deal with level nine Rockhorn Horses of the same level, but to kill a first-tier Rockhorn Horse, you have to hit several bullets in a row in the same position to break the defense.

This requirement is equivalent to hitting ten-ring scores the size of a fist on a target two hundred meters away.

Considering the impact of recoil and the complex environment of the wild, in order to pursue a one-hit kill and reduce the possibility of failure, Lin Feng decided to adopt the second killing plan.

That is to use the precise locking of the precise pistol and red dot assistance to aim at the weakest part of the prey:

The eyes of the head.

That is one of the few parts of the Rockhorn Horse that is not covered by rock armor. As long as it hits, the bullet will penetrate the eye socket and then shatter the horse's brain inside.

Enough to achieve a one-hit kill!

It's just that the eyeballs of the Rockhorn Horse are only the size of a chicken egg. One hundred meters away, it looks like a black spot. To accurately hit the target while it is moving, in addition to absolute concentration and prediction, the best opportunity is when the prey is still.

So Lin Feng must wait for the opportunity… …

Wait for Old Duncan and Lisa to successfully catch the Rockhorn Horse's cubs, forcing the female horse to stop escaping and turn around.

And soon, the panicked Rockhorn Horse herd came to Lin Feng and others not far away along the dry riverbed.

Two hundred meters away, more than thirty Rockhorn Horses charged and ran wildly.

Their speed was not fast. On the one hand, there was a large amount of fresh water stored in their stomachs, and on the other hand, they had to take care of the old and weak members of the group.

Moreover, they are only frightened at the moment and have not felt the threat of death, so the original limit speed of ten meters per second has not yet exploded.

Lin Feng glanced secretly, at most five meters per second, the speed is about twenty kilometers per hour, which is a little faster than the mountain bike chasing behind.

“Almost, action!”

The two support personnel in Duncan's team calculated the arrival time of the Rockhorn Horse herd and said to Lin Feng and the other three when they were still one hundred meters away.

After speaking, they kicked on the rocks, pulled out the long knives from their waists, and tapped the iron shoulder armor of their combat uniforms with the backs of the knives, making a crisp collision sound, while shouting in their mouths.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

“Roar! Roar! Ha!”

The collision and friction between the metals, and the roar of humans, had extremely strong penetrating power. In addition, people standing on huge rocks were like five three-meter-high beasts to the Rockhorn Horses, which had poor eyesight, and were preparing to launch an attack with their teeth and claws.

For a time, even the first-tier Rockhorn Horse leader was panicked and quickly stopped moving forward, with its front hooves rubbing two black marks on the ground.

Lin Feng and the others followed suit, making a look of primitive people's war dance and roar.

Unexpectedly, it really worked!