Global Famine: My items can be automatically upgraded.

Chapter 237 The Daring and Desperate Enemy

At this moment.

Shen Bei originally wanted to lie down among the rocks and look for the enemy.

From blowing up the speedboat, to going ashore, to killing Molik.

During this period of time, the enemy will definitely be able to determine the direction of Shen Bei's attack.

Presumably, these enemies have found suitable positions and formed a chain of shooting points with each other, just like the chain horses and chain cannons in Chinese chess.

No matter which one you eat, there is a high possibility that you will lose your life.

So Shen Bei waited among the rocks and grass until dawn.

Before he could make a move, the enemy hit the virtual image.

Soon, Shen Bei discovered that an enemy had made a detour, passed by him from the side, and headed straight for the virtual image.

“Whoosh~~”

Shen Bei raised his sniper rifle and seized the opportunity at the moment when the running legs suddenly stopped, waiting for the brain to convey the command to change direction.

Shen Bei suddenly pulled the trigger, and a sharp bullet shot out of the barrel, smashing the grass leaves blocking the way and flying straight towards the target.

The bullets flew at an extremely fast speed, sticking to the ground under the trees, drawing a whistling line of fire. The dead leaves that had fallen asleep due to the moisture were shivering in the strong wind along the white line, as if they were a seriously ill person lying down, wanting to sit up suddenly but unable to do so.

The enemy, who was covered in thick camouflage, was about to start running when the bullet hit the ball of his left ankle, causing him to fall heavily. It was like a running horse suddenly stepping on a trip rope, falling forward without reservation, and naturally there was no time to avoid breaking his nose, breaking his front teeth, and tearing his lips.

The enemy who was shot lay on his side on the wet fallen leaves, his face and expression became miserable and deathly silent.

As the bullets pierced through his flesh and bones, the enemy's blurry face became distorted and hideous, and he let out a brutal roar: "Grass! Grass! Grass!"

Perhaps the insults would ease the oppression in his heart and the pain in his legs.

But the effect was not enough to allow him to disperse the huge damage to his flesh and blood tissue caused by Shen Bei's bullets.

He curled up his legs in extreme fear and tried to crawl behind a big tree to find shelter that would save his life.

In front of the crosshairs, rows of big trees were like soldiers in formation. In order not to lose the gap that could run through the straight line, Shen Bei pushed and pulled the shell out of the barrel at lightning speed, then pulled the trigger with his finger. He kept his eyes glued to the scope, staring at the target without slacking for a moment.

The Barrett sniper rifle, like a ferocious poisonous snake, bites its prey a second time in time.

In a very short time, the bullet followed the still warm trajectory in the air and penetrated the enemy's lower abdomen again.

But Shen Bei knew that neither of the two shots was fatal.

Although the upgraded sniper rifles and bullets are quite powerful.

But this power can only remove the psychic's defense.

Bring those with special abilities down to the level of ordinary people.

As long as the bullet does not hit a fatal spot, the mutant can still survive.

Shen Bei was very satisfied with the upgraded plug-in.

Now he has the courage and strength to fight against those with special abilities, and his confidence comes from item upgrades.

Otherwise, in this world of refugees, I would be nothing more than an ant that no one cares about.

Shen Bei was always self-satisfied and never complained about why his upgraded guns could not fire a single bullet, creating a devastating explosion and increasing the damage range like a psychic.

Just as some people can only be satisfied by eating meat, Shen Bei can also be full by eating whole grains.

Don’t have extravagant expectations, just be content with the present, make use of the present, and your life will be half successful instead of half a failure.

At this moment, in order to prevent the enemy from having time to call his teammates after being shot, Shen Bei had to pull the trigger for the third time to put another bullet in his bleeding lower abdomen.

The sniper, an expert in shooting, was struggling and twisting in the woods, in extreme pain. His injured ankle was badly broken, and although his foot was still connected to his calf, it would have to be cut off with a saw even if he took it to a doctor.

Shen Bei stopped shooting, his eyes still fixed on the target lying horizontally. The sniper's head and chest were always blocked by a thick tree, but his lower abdomen, which was bleeding, had soaked the outer camouflage cloth strips. The scarlet blood condensed like heavy pomegranate seeds, sliding smoothly onto the withered yellow leaves pressed under the clothes, spinning non-stop.

Seeing the twitching enemy gradually stiffen, Shen Bei finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was really risky to shoot this sniper who specialized in shooting.

The third bullet must have been embedded in the inside of his spine, destroying the neural network and making him unable to make any sound. This would allow Shen Bei to continue to control the rhythm of the battlefield.

Shen Bei took out a piece of dry and hard dried fish from the pocket of his armor. This was the food that Xiao K had dried. He put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

In his previous life, Shen Bei was born in a mountain village that was not even marked on the map.

The mountain village is close to the border, poor and desolate. Before the age of seventeen, Shen Bei had never known the feeling of filling his stomach with food. It was not until the day he joined the military camp that Shen Bei realized that the feeling of being full was such a blessing.

But when Shen Bei retired and joined foreign mercenaries, this feeling of fullness was replaced by fear. He shot and killed many innocent people because sometimes the enemies were also innocent.

Shen Bei was like a child being fought over by both God and the devil. The fear and pain that made his arms feel like they were about to break were like iron wires binding his heart.

But Shen Bei knew that he had to live in freedom.

No one knows how terrifying it is for a living being to hide on the skin of nature and suddenly have its head blown up.

The virtual image projected by Shen Bei's cluster fire flying disc is a soul puppet substitute, which is equivalent to copying his own life.

The battlefield was like a pool of blood. Shen Bei was struggling in it, believing in a rule: the bullets of both sides would shoot at each other and there was a possibility of hitting the target.

Shen Bei's armor may not be able to withstand the damage of a shooting expert.

Even the defenses of those powerful psychics might not be able to withstand a bullet from Shen Bei.

Therefore, Shen Bei involved his own life in the virtual soul puppet, providing the opponent with an opportunity to shoot and hit, thus making himself fall out of the death screening funnel.

This is an invisible law of balance that originates from the origin of the universe. If you fail to notice this depth and still want to survive, you are destroying something called "eternity."

God's wheels will naturally crush such existence.

The dried fish that Shen Bei was chewing in his mouth had no taste, like mud, but at least it filled his stomach. Xiao K didn't even have this treatment, and was still starving in the revolver.

Shen Bei didn't dare let him out.

If this guy shows up, he will definitely die more miserably than Zhao Si's father.

The sun has completely come out and started to steam the moisture on the woods and mountains. The light makes the world very bright, greatly expanding the hunting vision of Shen Bei's sniper rifle.

Shen Bei lay in the grass, absorbing the sunlight like a cold-blooded animal. The rising hot and humid air made him feel like a steamed bun in a steamer inside his armor.

Shen Bei activated some energy to lower the temperature of the armor and make himself more comfortable.

He didn't move, and the time in his heart was like a clogged hourglass. Shen Bei hoped that there would be a few opportunities that would allow him to launch a charge and take Chi Yunlie's head directly.

Otherwise, if the time goes on a little longer, this guy will most likely be taken away by Babatu who can fly across the sea.

But thinking about it, it seemed impossible. With Chi Yunlie's arrogance, he should have guessed that it was him who landed on the island.

He wished he could get rid of himself here, firstly to get revenge, and secondly to avoid Zero's sight.

But Babatu is likely to cross the sea and call for a speedboat and reinforcements to look for him on the island.

That would be even more passive.

Shen Bei is now in a contradictory state. He needs to be patient but also seize the time.

This feels very uncomfortable.

At the same time, after the virtual image swayed several times, the enemy might have become immune to it, realizing that it was not their true self. The virtual image swung around blatantly for a long time, but no one shot at it.

Shen Bei simply edited the command and retracted the virtual projection.

I took a look at the energy consumption and saw that more than ten high-level crystal source cores were consumed. I would be lying if I didn't feel bad.

There might be an ant nest under Shen Bei's belly where he was lying. On the back of his hand holding the butt of the gun, there were several hardworking little black reptiles. They had also climbed onto the visible mask of the armor. The mask was originally covered with camouflage such as leaves, leaving gaps for observing the outside. Now the ants were crawling around in the gaps, forming small black dots one after another, looking left and right, actively looking for food.

It seriously affects Shen Bei's vision.

He quickly chewed up a piece of dried fish and spat it into the grass nest on the right. The ant scout standing high on Shen Bei's shoulder immediately waved his antennae, guiding the large group of ants to search for food under the messy small plants.

Those ants that affected Shen Bei's vision all participated in large-scale transport tasks in a very short time and no longer harassed him.

In a few minutes, the sun became extremely scorching, and the night was still freezing. The temperature was already extremely hot, but Shen Bei couldn't feel it. The advantage of the armor allowed Shen Bei to maintain a comfortable posture at all times.

The three consecutive and close shots just now did indeed arouse Shen Bei's worries. This worry was not groundless. He was a ghost sniper who had shot and killed countless people, so he naturally knew the potential risks.

After glancing at the ant colony for a while, he felt much calmer. Fortunately, these little creatures were not crystal red army ants, otherwise they would have tried to bite the hardness of the armor.

Shen Bei tore off a piece of grass and covered the front end of the sniper scope to prevent the paint surface from reflecting in the glaring sunlight.

If there is a person with special abilities crouching on a tree more than a thousand meters ahead to conduct reconnaissance, it is easy to see a faint flash of light in a pile of weeds.

Shen Bei now had lost control of his surroundings. His intuition told him that the place where he was lying should be scanned back and forth by multiple psychics or snipers.

If you stand up carelessly or crawl around randomly, deadly bullets and ranged attacks will come flying at you quickly.

A wisp of cloud as white as pure milk passed through the gap in the scorching sun. Shen Bei raised his head and looked towards the hill on the left.

The area was very quiet, with only the occasional breeze blowing, but no trace of the enemy was noticeable.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly flashed on the top of the mountain. The moment Shen Beigang observed it, the refracted sunlight disappeared like a flashlight turned off.

"Some insidious enemies..."

The sniper who was shot and killed by Shen Bei under the tree on the opposite peak yesterday had his neck almost broken in half. He would never have survived until now.

If the refracted light remains, it means that the weapon next to the corpse is placed diagonally upwards.

But just now, it was suddenly turned off, which is enough to explain the problem.

The corpse was replaced with a living person!

"An eighth-level psychic with shooting expertise. This shot can take half of my life, and the other half will also be lost."

I have to say that in this world of escape, you can be dissatisfied with anyone, but the psychics who specialize in shooting are really like the god of death.

If we count the number of people who specialize in superpowers.

The number of people specializing in shooting is definitely ranked first.

Long-range shooting.

The damage is huge.

Safe and stable.

It's simply the perfect first choice.

Next are the ice and fire ability users.

The rest are all messed up, with people clicking randomly and pursuing quick and easy results.

"It's really interesting..."

In order to hunt him down, this desperate enemy actually used his living body to disguise himself as the dead body of his teammate, thereby paralyzing the enemy until he was shot.

The tactics are really unexpected and go against the enemy's will.

Shen Bei lowered his head so that the ivy, branches and leaves hanging from his forehead would not sway too much, so as to avoid revealing his face.

Shen Bei was sure that the guy had definitely discovered him.

Or rather... I discovered myself very early on.

But no shooting...

Very strange.

Do you think of yourself as a teammate?

It's not that this possibility does not exist.

Now Shen Bei's whole body is hidden in the grass under the changing colors of his armor, and his head is covered with branches and leaves.

It's really hard to find that there is a battle armor and helmet underneath the cover.

In addition, the people in Shelter No. 5 and Shelter No. 12 do not know each other.

"Our very existence is potential death..."

Shen Bei slowly moved the sniper rifle, ready to shoot the big fish!