Intense gunshots rang out. Lin Xinghai held two heavy machine guns in his hands and constantly fine-tuned the muzzles of the guns, allowing the bullets to accurately hit the heads of zombies.
However, as the subsequent large army of zombies arrived, it was impossible for him to resist all the zombies by himself. Soon these zombies rushed to the bottom of the mall and quickly climbed up the wall.
Of course, the rest of the Xinghai Team were already in place at this time, and they started shooting at the zombies climbing up below.
In fact, even if everyone takes action, they still can't stop all the zombies, but that doesn't matter. When you feel like you can't hold it anymore, you only need to take out the hand cannon and fire one shot at the dense group of zombies below, and the pressure will be greatly reduced.
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In fact, let alone the Xinghai Team here, even if it were an ordinary team, as long as they had enough bullets and the assistance of hand cannons, they would not be overwhelmed so easily.
The most threatening ones can be said to be those high-level zombies, but these high-level zombies are Lin Xinghai’s priority targets. They almost never have a chance to climb the wall. Under such circumstances, these high-level zombies in the Xinghai Team
As a warrior, of course there will be no pressure.
Yan Feijie fired twice, killing the two zombies that were about to climb up, and then fired a shot downward with his hand cannon. After ensuring temporary safety, he couldn't help but aim again out of the corner of his eye.
The direction of Lin Xinghai.
Not to mention Yan Feijie, the rest of the Xinghai team would secretly look at Lin Xinghai, who was full of firepower, whenever they had time.
Although they had seen how efficient Lin Xinghai was at killing zombies before, the Tearer rifle he used at that time was a bit insignificant compared to the mobile turret specially set up by the little fat man now.
Already.
The marksmanship displayed by Lin Xinghai really refreshed everyone's understanding time and time again.
After Yan Feijie looked at it carefully, he already had a rough understanding of the rate of fire of these two heavy machine guns. They could fire more than 80 rounds of bullets in one second. Under this situation, he really didn't know Lin's rate of fire.
How does Xinghai aim?
Of course, he couldn't understand it, but that didn't stop him from feeling amazed.
Especially when it was calculated that Lin Xinghai could kill almost 5,000 zombies in one minute with both hands and guns, this kind of amazement reached its peak.
After all, if there are 5,000 zombies in one minute, 300,000 zombies can be killed in one hour. Theoretically speaking, this super large zombie tide of 1.3 million can only be sustained by Lin Xinghai for 4 and a half hours.
So scary!
Yan Feijie could only think of this word in his mind.
"Everyone, please concentrate on shooting! This is related to your income." The little fat man shouted, drawing everyone's attention back.
At this time, everyone's curiosity was satisfied. After hearing the little fat man's reminder, they all began to seriously kill the zombies in front of them.
Yan Feijie also took a deep breath and started shooting with all his strength.
The system of the Xinghai Team is quite fair and transparent. Everyone wears a battlefield recorder. After the war, how many zombies they killed, what their level was, how much ammunition they spent, etc., can all be found out one by one.
If he wants to get more remuneration, this is the time to get serious.
Although Yan Feijie rarely uses firearms in daily battles, it does not mean that his marksmanship is poor. On the contrary, due to his good talent, although he does not have much practice time, his marksmanship is no worse than that of some battlefield veterans.
Regardless of whether it is an ordinary zombie or an intermediate zombie, as long as it is within 50 meters, he can hit the target with perfect accuracy, and his shooting speed is not slow.
Ordinary zombies can kill the opponent in one second. Even if an intermediate zombie is sharper and can dodge bullets, he can kill one in two seconds.
However, when he killed a dozen zombies and casually glanced at Sun Tianbo beside him, he was stunned.
Because not only did the opponent hit every target, but his shooting efficiency was twice as fast as him.
He remembered that the opponent's strength was only average in the class, but he didn't expect his marksmanship to be so good.
He could only lament that everyone has their own strengths.
However, when he turned to look at the other members, such thoughts disappeared instantly, replaced by horror.
Because other people are actually better than him in every marksmanship.
"How is this possible?" He was a little unbelievable. It would be fine if one or two of them were better at shooting than him. After all, there are always people with extraordinary talents.
But when he discovered that his marksmanship was almost at the bottom, he was a little unbelievable.
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At the same time, Lin Xinghai saw that everyone was in a shooting state, and after his perception enveloped the entire audience, he quickly made a rough estimate of everyone's shooting speed.
Except for him, the remaining people can probably kill about 2,000 zombies in one minute as long as there are no high-level zombies to interfere.
Adding in this part of his killing, 7,000 zombies can be killed in one minute, and 420,000 zombies can be killed in one hour. If everything goes well, they can almost kill these 1.3 million zombies in three hours.
The tide of corpses was cleared away.
"That's not bad. The time to complete the mission is shorter than I thought. Maybe we can attract another wave of zombies later." Lin Xinghai muttered in a low voice while controlling the mobile turret and moving in other directions along the rails.
Move slowly over.
He had almost killed the high-level zombies right in front, so it was time for him to provide support in other directions. Of course, while providing support, it was also necessary to give guidance on everyone's marksmanship.
For example, Yan Feijie looked confused at this moment. He felt that if he didn't give some guidance, this top genius might become autistic after the mission.
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"Yan Feijie, you always want to pursue perfection when you shoot. You aim at the center of the zombie's forehead. If you are a beginner, I encourage you to do this. But with your current shooting skills, the most important thing now is the feel of the handle.
Practice it."
"So if you want to improve your marksmanship, just put down the burdens in your heart and shoot with ease. Even if you miss, it doesn't matter." When Yan Feijie was gradually entering into self-doubt, Lin Xinghai's voice came to his ears.
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And these words were like Hong Zhong Da Lu, instantly making Yan Feijie understand what his problem was.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say thank you, but the mobile turret had already passed his position and moved towards Sun Tianbo who was standing aside.
Lin Xinghai also continued: "Old Sun, I haven't seen your marksmanship improve a lot in two weeks! However, if you want to improve your current marksmanship, you can only start from two aspects. The first is to improve your physical fitness and increase your marksmanship.
Reaction speed, and the second is to increase proficiency in detection techniques,"
Yan Feijie just watched Lin Xinghai divided into two things. While shooting those high-level zombies, he could also take the time to give everyone pointers on marksmanship. While sighing in his heart, he also understood the gap between himself and these people.
