'Kraber!!!'
'Call of Duty Mobile players: South African Cannon!'
'I know this, airdrop sniper!'
'Is this a sniper? It's clearly a cannon!'
...
The viewers were stunned. Could this thing even be called a sniper rifle?
It wouldn't be out of place if it were mounted on a tank and called a tank cannon.
The weapon lying in the case looked like an enhanced Barret puls!
The entire shape and texture resembled a cannon sniper, but it was much larger than a real-life Barret.
Especially its extremely prominent magazine, which looked like a small television clipped beneath the barrel, making it incredibly conspicuous.
Mo Zhi used a wrist-mounted booster to lift the weapon out of the case, "Good heavens, it's so big! *Slurp*~"
The heavy feel made her doubt that ordinary people could carry this gun alone if not for the game world's equipment containment backpack.
In reality, it would require a specialized transport vehicle.
[Kraber: A heavy rifle equipped with a scope.]
"Rifle?"
Mo Zhi's eyes widened in disbelief at the description. "You call this thing a heavy rifle?"
"Even if the King of Heaven himself came, it's still a sniper rifle!"
"No, it's a cannon!"
"Never mind what you are, you're lucky to be in my hands."
Mo Zhi patted the Kraber heavy rifle, "Don't worry, your glory will be carried forward by my sniper god-level skills."
"You won't be disappointed with me!"
Strutting proudly, carrying the Kraber, Mo Zhi felt incredibly pleased.
She cleared the remaining small fry on the main path with her submachine gun again.
Mo Zhi returned to the main entrance. This time, she intended to have a head-on sniper duel with the opponent.
"Come on!"
Taking a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling, Mo Zhi leaned against the corner with the same focus as in a battle royale, waiting for an opportunity.
*BOOM*—!!
A deafening roar erupted on the main path. Mo Zhi gasped and rubbed her shoulder, which was numb from the recoil.
"Is this a Titan weapon?"
"With 20% haptic feedback, my shoulder is already numb. If this were real recoil, wouldn't a shoulder be shattered?"
Missing the shot, Mo Zhi immediately changed the subject to cover her embarrassment.
The first round ended with Mo Zhi's shoulder taking a hit, marking her defeat.
Raising the gun again, peeking, aiming, pulling the trigger!
*BOOM*—!!
The table behind the opponent's cover had more than half of its corner blown off, but the opponent's head remained completely intact.
*Hiss*!
The counter-shot followed immediately, and Mo Zhi's shoulder was hit again.
"Uh..."
Mo Zhi was stunned. It was clearly within the crosshairs, so why did it go off target after being fired?
Could it be that this thing also takes into account air friction, wind resistance, and other external factors?
Do they need to simulate it this meticulously?
This would require at least a professional sniper, right?
After complaining mentally, Mo Zhi aimed the gun again. This time, she adjusted the crosshairs slightly upward.
As usual, peeking, aiming, pulling the trigger!
*BOOM*—!!
The third shot hit directly!
The camera clearly showed the opponent's head exploding like a watermelon, spraying red blood across the wall. The helmet spun in the air three times in a 720-degree rotation before landing.
"Phew!"
Mo Zhi feigned blowing smoke from the barrel, exuding an expert demeanor, though her slightly trembling shoulder was a slight contradiction.
'Is that all?'
'You can miss a thousand shots, but they only get one chance, right?'
'One hit out of three shots, a 30% hit rate, and you dare to call yourself an expert?'
...
Instead of the anticipated praise, she was met with various forms of mockery from the viewers.
Mo Zhi almost fell over, spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
She tried to act cool but was instead ridiculed!
Damn it!
Fortunately, Bt spoke up to help Mo Zhi: "Pilot, the flow regulator gate is blocking our path through this facility. There should be a control interface nearby."
The demise of the guards on the main path meant the mission was nearing completion. Mo Zhi wasted no more time and rushed towards the control room below the corner of the main path.
*Ding*!
Her palm pressed against the control panel, and a prompt sound echoed.
An automated broadcast announced from various corners: "Maintenance reset initiated, opening flow regulator gate."
"Warning, toxic substances have spread to the lobby."
"Initiating safe air cushion transition cabin procedure."
"..."
The broadcast also exposed Mo Zhi's current location.
A large number of IMC infantry converged on Mo Zhi's coordinates. Through the glass wall, Mo Zhi could clearly see Bt standing expectantly by the flow regulator gate, waiting for the rolling door to open.
From another direction, figures flickered, rapidly approaching the vicinity of the control room.
Mo Zhi anxiously guarded the doorway, waiting for Bt's escort.
However, Bt delivered not-so-pleasant news: "The safe air cushion transition cabin is sealed. You are trapped in the control room. You must find another way out. We'll have to split up."
Bt looked up in Mo Zhi's direction and shrugged helplessly. His already foolish expression looked even more foolish from above.
Mo Zhi covered her mouth to suppress a chuckle and replied, "But won't I be in danger... Bt..."
Someone was attempting to use a "beauty trap."
The straightforward Tank Bt declared righteously: "Given our dire situation, this is a risk worth taking."
"Hmph, you big hunk of metal!" Mo Zhi said coquettishly, turning to look for a new exit.
Bt: "Pilot, I'm tracking your location. I suggest you find an exit."
As expected, the big guy still cared about me.
Mo Zhi felt a warmth in her heart. As someone with a tsundere personality, how could she easily agree? She teased, "Tracking me? Bt, you're so scary...~"
Bt: "I don't wish to instill fear – that's for our enemies."
Bt's response was quite tactful, even making Mo Zhi's teasing seem a bit too straightforward.
However, Mo Zhi didn't have time to dwell on these matters, as the enemy encirclement was closing in.
*Thump thump thump*!!
A metal can rolled to Mo Zhi's feet.
"What is this..."
"Holy cow, an incendiary grenade!"
"Hiss~ Hot hot hot!!"
In one second, Mo Zhi switched between three tones and three expressions, surpassing a master of face-changing.
After being restored to her non-combat state, Mo Zhi was truly angry, "Playing dirty, huh?"
She picked up the Kraber heavy rifle again. One shot per child; her aim had improved, but the recoil and reload frequency were truly frustrating.
The enemies were almost upon her, and the bullets weren't even chambered yet!
"Screw you!"
She switched directly to her fists and punched an IMC infantryman several meters away, sending him flying in a parabolic trajectory before he crashed heavily to the ground.
This...
The power of this punch was ridiculously high!
Mo Zhi looked at her fists in disbelief. This kind of force was even more powerful than the Kraber. With these iron fists, why bother with the Kraber?
"Eat my uppercut!"
*Bang bang bang*!
Four or five burly men were sent flying.
"Take this rising dragon kick!"
*Whoosh whoosh whoosh*!
Another seven or eight enemies flew out, clear shoe prints imprinted on their left cheeks.
The scene was comparable to a "Kung Fu" movie, even better than Stephen Chow's fighting!
'Kraber, from beginner to mastery of hand-to-hand combat.'
'Look, this is called professionalism ↑'
'No retreat!'
'You're a pilot, not a ground chicken. This appearance is worse than a rifleman.'
'The damage of one punch is higher than a gun, it's ridiculous!'
...
Mo Zhi was fighting with great enjoyment, completely devoid of a pilot's grace. Wall-running, graceful movements – she had forgotten them all.
This kind of primal combat was more satisfying. It was quite good to be a ground chicken.
Kain (over broadcast): "Listen up! This is Kain. IMC and Resistance front, you're just having a communication breakdown!"
In the midst of the fierce battle, Kain's voice came over the broadcast.
Although she didn't know who this guy was, judging by his extremely fanatical and even perverted tone, it was not difficult to determine that he was a tough character.
"No worries, no worries! What's the problem."
Kain continued: "To the remaining Resistance forces within the facility, I want you to know that this is Kain's territory."
"You're welcome to stay until I take you down. It shouldn't be long!"
This young man is quite brave.
He has a Mephistophelean vibe. I wonder what his fate will be later.
Mo Zhi was a little distracted, but the next moment Kain's voice came, and she could no longer maintain her composure.
...
(Today's review is particularly slow. Was I driving? Was I driving?)