Fatal Shot

“Quick, retreat! Give up the first floor and retreat to the second floor!” In the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group, Old Gun as the commander yelled, retreating towards the second floor under the protection of a Heavy Armored Warrior in front of him raising an alloy shield.

Under the attack of seven or eight Tyrants and tens of Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group players, plus the continuous disruption by the supersonic waves of that Level 45 Commander grade bat, the Veterans Tribe players could not stand their ground.

After having close to one-third of their men killed, they had chosen to retreat to the second floor.

“Hurry, chase them up! Right, Old K, you bring a few people and guard there at the second and third passageways, check them too! Be careful of Veterans Tribe hiding people in those places to ambush us from behind!” A Scout player beside Seven Kills stared at his Recon Meter as he yelled into the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group communication channel.

Although Seven Kills was the overall commander, due to the fact that only he had the Authorization to use the Tyrant control instrument, it was this Scout player’s command that would be more detailed during particular battles.

This Scout player clearly had rich commanding experience as he considered the possibility of the members of Veterans Tribe retreating now might be purposely luring them into a trap.

But his was actually not really worried about this, since in the region outside their base is located, the Recon Meter was able to be effective.

Their team had a few Scouts with Expert grade Detection; even if the opponent had arranged for Sniper players who could avoid the Detection skill or Scout players who could disrupt Detection, it would still be impossible for them to escape their continuous Detection.

As they were separating their soldiers, the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group players used skills and a huge amount of bullets to open the route, as they followed behind the Tyrants which were already rushing towards the Veterans Tribe people, chasing them up to the second floor.

…

At the tenth floor of the commercial building, two Perfect grade Eye of the Thunder sniper rifles and their owners had already taken their positions, one on the left and one on the right.

The commercial building center was circular, in the middle was a patio with a diameter of over 30 meters and with many staggered escalators.

The Veterans Tribe’s retreat looked forced but was actually targeted, they were running towards the patio.

Both Feng Luo and Onishi chose the tenth floor because the position was higher, as they would be able to inflict more damage when the Tyrants appeared from a far distance at the start of the battle.

They also chose this spot because in addition to having a wall to shield them, even a Recon Meter would not be able to clearly detect the life force waves here.

Besides, whether it was him or Onishi, they both had Rare disguise skills.

Even if it were a Rare grade Recon Meter together with Expert grade Detection, it would be very hard for them to be discovered.

Two sniper rifles, only one target.

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“Hurry up!”

“Clear them out, with the time dragged, be careful of the reinforcement of the surrounding Federation camp players!”

At the second floor, after rushing up and forcing the Veterans Tribe to continue staggering backward, the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group players had also landed themselves into an anxious mess.

Besides being afraid of the Veterans Tribe reinforcements, there was another reason why they were anxious.

“Another Tyrant is dead! On the third floor, and it’s killed from behind again! The Control Spider’s surveillance is also disrupted, again it didn’t see who it was. Only heard a few gunshots, totally unable to make out what firearms it was!” The Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group Heavy Armored Warrior standing next to Seven Kills said with his forehead creased.

“Leader, why don’t we summon the Tyrants back to battle with us?” He asked Seven Kills who had his entire head masked under a thick black helmet, and he could not help but stare at the surveillance image on the control instrument.

“These Tyrants are not completely controlled, they’d enter an irritable state once they’re completely enraged, and the control ability of the mechanic red spider over them would be weakened.

Modifying the battle command now would possibly make them chaotic or even go against the command. That’s why we also need to join in the battle. Or else, with just 20 Tyrants able to be manipulated and with some time spent, we’d definitely be able to kill these people completely. But…could it be that there’s really someone in the opponent who is able to effortlessly kill Tyrants?”

Seven Kills’ slightly battered and scarred face beneath his helmet had a look of doubt and uncertainty.

On the control images of the mechanic spiders, there were already five that were dead and motionless. This amount made him anxious.

If a Tyrant did not die in battle, even if it had suffered from serious injury and only had part of their HP left, it would only need to consume and some time to be able to recover.

However, if it died, it definitely could not be revived.

“Five Tyrants…no, damn it, it’s six now!” Just as Seven Kills was pondering, there was already another Tyrant dead at the second floor.

The death of this Tyrant was not unexpected, as this was a Tyrant that had been killed by the Veterans Tribe’s concentrated attack, as there were so many people in the Veterans Tribe with good equipment.

Tyrants were still Commander monsters, impossible to be completely invincible.

“Hm, Leader. Quick, look here!” When he looked to the screen, Seven Kills’ line of sight was once again brought to another surveillance image of a Tyrant on the fifth floor.

Initially, after this Level 44 Tyrant had wiped out a team of Federation camp players on the fourth floor, it had chased the last fleeing player, smashed through the corridor and run to the entrance of a passageway on the fifth floor. Just as it had showed itself, it was shot by a wave of mad firing from a machine gun.

Looking from the image, the one who was attacking using a machine gun was actually not a player, but a humanoid battle machine holding a machine gun in hand, possibly a small humanoid mecha.

“They actually have Mechanists, and this mecha can actually hold a four-barreled machine gun! This firearms warrior should be a small mecha, but actually having a machine… What model number is it?” The Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group player who had just called for Seven Kills was stone-eyed, with a look of shock on his face.

Small mechas of Level 50 and below in War currently were all unable to accommodate machine guns with multiple barrels.

If a Mechanist really wanted to modify it to add machine guns, it would make the operating Level requirement rise up to over Level 50. As such, most Mechanist players did not like small mechas.

After all, without machine guns, mini missiles, and other weapons; the output would be too low and would only be able to possess some functional ability.

However, the T-750 prototype modified by Digital Cat accommodated a machine gun, although it was just a four-barreled machine gun, it was already very groundbreaking.

As Feng Luo was not very familiar with Mechanists, he was not very surprised by this initially. He was not sure about how technically challenging this modification Digital Cat made was.

At least, 99% of War’s Expert grade Mechanists could not possibly achieve it, as this required a perfect grasp of the mecha theories in the game.