Wasteland: My items are infinitely upgraded

For the rockhorn horses with poor eyesight, a group of predators more terrifying than the mountain bikes behind them seemed to appear not far ahead.

Thus, the panicked leader chose to flee towards the riverbank on the right.

Its sudden braking and turning caused the rockhorn horse herd following closely behind to lose balance and stumble, unable to react in time.

Some even rear-ended each other, their stomachs churning, vomiting a puddle of fresh water.

Only two first-tier female rockhorn horses closely following behind reacted first, realizing the danger ahead, and followed the herd leader with panting breaths, bringing their cubs.

Some of the later rockhorn horses, dazed from the collision, got up and, without even bothering to check on their companions, dashed towards the left riverbank.

With the ambush proving effective, Old Duncan and Lisa also managed to catch up with them on their bikes due to the sudden change in the horse herd.

At this moment, the two performed a feat of riding hands-free, using their legs and waist strength to control the bikes, while their hands began to swing the lassoes, searching for and locking onto targets.

Two young rockhorn horses lagging behind the pack, who had just gotten to their feet, were chosen as targets by Old Duncan.

The spinning lasso was extremely fast, flying twenty to thirty meters away in an instant, accurately hitting the target's head, and sliding down the horse's neck after passing through its horns.

The startled rockhorn horse slowly fled towards the riverbank.

But at this moment, Old Duncan had already released the rope, and the three-pronged hook made of refined steel at the other end dragged along the ground, soon hooking onto a rock crevice and getting stuck.

The instant the rope tightened, strong resistance was transmitted to the target's neck, causing the young rockhorn horse to lose balance and fall heavily on the riverbank slope.

No matter how it struggled, it simply couldn't move.

The finger-thick woven rope had a tensile strength of several tons, so how could it be broken by a force of half a ton?

Lisa on the other side also successfully lassoed a target, but her lassoing skills were not as superb as Old Duncan's, and she ultimately lassoed the target's horns.

Fortunately, the tightening of the noose prevented the fallen rockhorn horse from breaking free.

With two young rockhorn horses already in the bag, the two did not stop to capture them, but continued to pursue, looking for new lassoing targets.

They had prepared a total of six ropes, giving them six chances to strike.

Such a good opportunity was rare, with no other horse herds nearby to interfere, so capturing more meant more profit.

Afterward, Old Duncan chased to the right, and Lisa rushed to the left.

Meanwhile, the support personnel at the front of the rockhorn horse herd, the two members of Duncan's team and Liu Mingfei and Alian, quickly rushed forward to subdue the two live horses that had just been lassoed.

To prevent accidents, they needed to be prevented from breaking free of their restraints.

Although the woven rope had extremely high tensile strength, it was not wear-resistant, and it could easily be worn through by dragging it back and forth against the rock crevices.

It was necessary to quickly tie the rockhorn horse's limbs tightly with ropes.

While things were in full swing on that side, Lin Feng ran to his left, to the right side of the riverbed.

That was the escape direction of the rockhorn horse herd, the first-tier rockhorn horses. The male leader was leading two females and several cubs towards the city ruins on the riverbank.

On the right riverbank slope, Old Duncan saw the cub struggling to climb the slope behind the first-tier female rockhorn horse, and his eyes lit up.

These juvenile rockhorn horses, whose parents were both first-tier evolved wild beasts, inherited their bloodline and had a high probability of directly evolving upon adulthood.

As long as he caught them, he might be able to harvest a future male first-tier rockhorn horse!

Such an opportunity made the elderly Old Duncan feel a constant stream of power surging through his body, and he directly threw the mountain bike aside and quickly chased after them with two lassoes.

He quickly locked onto a target twenty meters away.

It was the cub of a first-tier female rockhorn horse.

But because it had only recently been born, it only had a third-level enhanced strength, and it was even more weak-legged and staggering on the slope after being frightened.

Soon, its forelimbs slipped, and it fell to the ground.

Old Duncan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and immediately attacked.

The noose of the lasso accurately hit the target.

The cub, its neck constricted, let out a whimper. Its mother, the first-tier female rockhorn horse, stopped and slowly turned her head out of maternal instinct.

She mooed, anxiously urging her child to stand up and keep up with the herd.

But it was too late. Old Duncan had already anchored the three-pronged hook at the end of the rope in a boulder crevice after succeeding in one strike, and then began to lasso the second target cub.

The juvenile rockhorn horse, struggling to get up, had its neck tightly constricted by the taut rope, and no matter how hard its limbs tried, its body remained motionless, only able to pace in place.

At this time, the somewhat intelligent first-tier mare began to use her sharp horns to pry at the rope locking the cub, using the friction to wear through the thick rope.

However, just as she was about to succeed...

Not far away, one hundred and fifty meters away!

Lin Feng was crouching on a boulder, holding a gun in his right hand, using his left hand as a support, aiming at the target for a long time.

And the object he was locking onto was not the cub, but the first-tier female rockhorn horse who wanted to save her child.

Using the four-times scope of the Lv9 Precision Handgun, he magnified the eyes, which were originally only the size of a black dot, to the size of a coin, and then used a red dot to aim.

When the horse herd had panicked and started to flee earlier, Lin Feng, who was located on their left rear side, was unable to lock onto the target's left eye because it was facing away from the rockhorn horse herd, and the trajectory direction was diagonally behind them.

In addition, the rockhorn horse's head was moving up and down as it ran and breathed, making it difficult to hit even with a four-times magnification.

But now, the first-tier female rockhorn horse, anxious to save her child, not only stopped, but also turned her head, completely exposing her right side to Lin Feng's muzzle.

If he didn't act now, when would he act!

Lin Feng did not hesitate at all, holding his breath and concentrating for a long time, just to seize this precious opportunity!

As the aiming and locking were completed, taking advantage of the gap when the female rockhorn horse lowered her head to sniff her cub...

He calmly and steadily pulled the trigger.

With a bang!

The Wolf Fang bullet with a damage of 45 points accurately hit the right eye of the first-tier female rockhorn horse at an initial velocity of 900 meters per second after 0.17 seconds.

In order not to affect the accuracy of the sniper, Lin Feng deliberately did not install a silencer.

The muzzle noise quickly spread as the female rockhorn horse fell to the ground after being shot.

A reminder appeared in the corner of Lin Feng's eye:

"Using the Lv9 Precision Handgun, hit the target's head, obtained a doubled damage effect, Wolf Fang bullet damage 45 * 2, for a total of ninety points of high damage!"

Seeing the reminder, Lin Feng's worries disappeared, and his joy was immediately overflowing.

Ninety points of damage, it was estimated that no first-tier early fourteenth-level or lower evolved wild beast could withstand it.

And with severe damage to the brain, this behemoth weighing more than a ton crashed to the ground.

The gunshot gradually faded away, and an incredible scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

Old Duncan, who had just lassoed the third rope, turned his head back in disbelief, looking at the place one hundred meters away where the gunshot came from.

Lin Feng was holding an enlarged large-caliber pistol, slowly standing up, and walking towards this side...

Duncan knew that Lin Feng had a gun in his hand.

It could be seen from the wolf skin holster on his waist.

But how could a small pistol accurately hit the eye, only the size of an egg, of a first-tier rockhorn horse one hundred and fifty meters away?

Of all the rockhorn horse's body, only the eyes in its head were its only weak and fatal parts.

And in other places, even the skull could withstand the penetrating damage of several rifle bullets.

The effective range of a small pistol was only one hundred meters.

Old Duncan, who had many years of service experience, was very familiar with firearms. Even with the industrial weapons of the old era, the maximum range that could be locked onto through the iron sight was sixty to seventy meters.

Pistols were originally designed for narrow spaces, suitable for close-quarters street fighting.

Moreover, the trajectory would deviate beyond fifty meters, and beyond one hundred meters, it all depended on metaphysics.

Even with his own rich experience, he was not sure of hitting a moving egg with a pistol within fifty meters. How did Lin Feng hit the rockhorn horse's eyes from one hundred and fifty meters away?!

However, in the seconds that Old Duncan was stunned...

An unexpected accident suddenly happened!

The male rockhorn horse leader, who had already successfully landed and entered the urban ruins, not only did not feel scared after hearing the gunshot, but became furious because the mare in his clan had fallen!

That was one of his most important partners!

That was the clan member he was protecting!

He suddenly turned around and swooped down!

Charging straight at the stunned Old Duncan at a speed of over fifty yards!