Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 8 The Roaring Bullets

The situation of the red python is indeed not optimistic.

The arthropods that were originally embedded in the side of the brain were nowhere to be seen.This should have been a good thing, but the wound that was yellowed, rolled outwards, and even vaguely expanded was not the same thing at all.

This may have been supposed to be just a cut as wide as the palm of your hand, but now it actually showed signs of suppuration and decay.The snake scales around the wound had fallen off, revealing pink muscles.
Like the invasion of germs, even the giant eye of the red python became a little yellow, the pupils and the whites of the eyes could not be distinguished, and there were even a few streaks of blood like parasites mixed in, which looked even more unnerving. Horrified.

But even so, the red python still looks energetic.The thick torso emerged from the ruins in the blink of an eye, and slaughtered among the sand monkeys.

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

Under the one-sided situation, the group of sand monkeys without their leader immediately scattered in all directions, completely unable to raise the slightest thought of resistance.

Subconsciously leaning against the wall, Jing An only dared to look at the situation in the distance from the corner of her eyes.

"The system, the sandworm's forelimbs, are they so toxic?"

[Reminder: The non-virulent putrefaction toxin will only have an effect on creatures with low resistance. According to common sense, the resistance of the red flame red python will not have such an obvious reaction]

[Analyzing...the analysis of the current situation of the red python: the resistance ability is low, but it is irritable, irritable, and has extremely aggressive characteristics.To sum up, the red python may have an old disease, or it may be dying.The hunting success rate has been adjusted, and it is now increased to 56%]

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

Nostalgia for old illnesses and the end of life are both pressing concerns.Obviously, for the red python, if he wanted to continue to live, he had to step into the next stage of evolution.

"System, if I make a move now, what is the probability of being discovered?"

One eye is almost blind, and there are harassing sand monkeys around. Under such perfect preconditions, the success rate will definitely not be too low!

Sure enough, after a slight pause, Jing An's thoughts were confirmed by the system.

[Under analysis... The host takes action at this time, and the probability of exposure is 12%.Note: Only remote attack methods]

There is only a 12% chance of being discovered, and it is worth trying both emotionally and rationally.

Jing An Dang even squatted down, and took out a long metal tube that was as long as the palm of his hand from his cloth bag.He sloughed out the shell, and replaced the round bullet with a bright yellow strip-shaped rough bullet as long as an index finger.

Auxiliaries that can increase the shooting distance and stabilize the trajectory.

One of the few military-industrial standards, it is said that armor-piercing bullets should only be used for equipment types.

The only advantage of assembled firearms is brought into full play at this moment, taking into account special circumstances, so that the added parts and ammunition storage are perfectly combined under specialized modifications.

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

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

The left hand goes up, and the jaw of the bent arm acts as a temporary support.His right hand gripped the handle of the gun tightly, and the assembled gun foot with the added stabilizer was as long as an adult's forearm.

This is one of the few skills he can be proud of. In terms of the shooting accuracy of firearms, Jing An thinks that he is not inferior to anyone.

Impossible to miss here.

breathe.

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

—The opportunity is fleeting.

Just when the red python swiped its head and chewed up the two thin sand monkeys in its mouth, it happened to put its head horizontally in the air.

bump!
At this time, the metal products made a violent roar, which seemed to be a roaring motor driven by an engine. The violent noise like thunder exploded out of thin air, and the muzzle of the gun was lifted instantly. Deformed epiphyllum.

The bullet that tore through the air rushed straight forward with indomitable momentum, straightly sinking into the infected yellow eyeballs of the red python.

"hold head high!!!"

The turbid blood gushed out from the wound and splashed everywhere as it rolled violently. The red python's body twitched due to the severe pain, like an out-of-control tank, unscrupulously crushing and flattening the surrounding ruins and sand monkeys.

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

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

But...the disadvantages of assembling firearms are also highlighted at this moment.The stabilizer that was red, hot, and even somewhat deformed and bent came into view.

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

If I had a real heavy gun, maybe I could kill the Red Python directly...

Just as the exciting thought came to mind, Jing An suppressed it forcibly.

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

With a look of pity on his face, Jing'an quickly disassembled the hot stabilizer, and then took the old popsicle with him and began to move positions non-stop.

I saw a person and a dog scrambling and running out of the bungalow. Both sides maintained a tense and tacit silence, trying not to make unnecessary movements from their movements.

Following the ruins of bungalows along the way, Jing An took the old Popsicle around in a big circle, almost struggling to get to the other end.

If it is here, even if the red python finds the shooting point belatedly, it should not be exposed - before the red python dies, Jing'an has no reason to underestimate the other party.

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

Panting, Jing An fumbled on the weathered sand wall, and finally, prompted by the system, raised the handle of the gun with a flick of her hand, and slammed it hard at a corner.

flutter.

A transparent hole, only the size of a fist, was drilled through.

The old Popsicle snorted, and the dog's eyes were round and round.I have to say that this skill really surprised him.

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

Although the field of vision limited to a hole is limited, it is thanks to the excellent perspective selection that Jing'an can completely observe the situation on the other side of the road.

The two-storey ruins were already crumbling, but they were overwhelmed by the rolling of the red python, and immediately collapsed into a piece of yellow ruins.The sand monkeys around had dispersed at this time, leaving behind a pile of corpses, leaving a few old, weak, sick and disabled still screaming or doing their last resistance.

"...It's not a surprise."

Although the habits of the sand monkeys are not well understood, based on a systematic analysis, the probability of the red python dying at the hands of this group of strong monkeys is infinitely close to 0%.

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

A huge, sunken, asymmetrically deformed hollow was imprinted on the side of the red python's brain, which not only made people slightly horrified.

But it made Jing'an very excited.

"System, analyze the current situation."

Excited, he even subconsciously yelled.

The old popsicle beside him tilted his head for no apparent reason, rubbed his limbs on the sand, and looked eager to try.

"Woo~"

[Translation: Let me see it too! 】

With just an interruption, the system has already obtained clear data.

[During the analysis... the results are obtained, combined with the trauma of the red python, the plan will be optimized twice, and two inference plans will be obtained]

(End of this chapter)