Death Inquisitor

Just then, another red dot disappeared on the map.

At the same time, a red dot was moving towards him.

While Chris was worried, he was a little lucky.

Fortunately, there were no accidents during the period of his lethargy, and then it was really unbearable.

Of course, this is also because he is closer to the west edge of the city, so no one wastes time to come here to trouble him.

Chris changed the magazine again, exchanged a few more, and looked around for suitable bunkers.

Regardless of whether he can survive next, he doesn't have the habit of catching hands.

About half an hour later, that red dot appeared.

There is only one person!

This greatly exceeded Chris's expectations.

Could it be that this is also a guy who killed his companion?

Looking at the guy who was cautious and probed his head to find his figure, Chris sneered and bowed his head to the side with the help of the surrounding bunkers.

Then aimed at the opponent with a pistol.

A bang shot!

Hit!

Chris rejoiced, but the smile quickly solidified.

Because the other party is actually fine!

"Damn, it's a bulletproof vest!" Chris quickly hides, and then calls up the exchange interface to check.

Sure enough, there is an option for body armor, but he needs 30 points, and he can’t afford to redeem it now.

"Damn, there is still such a thing." Chris thumped angrily on the wall next to it.

Then he lowered his body and carefully poked his head out from behind the wall.

There was no figure for that guy outside.

On the map, the red dots and the green dots of the two of them overlap, and they can't judge each other's position with the help of the map.

Otherwise, the guy will not be attacked by him just now.

boom!

The other party found him!

A bullet hit the wall next to him, startling Chris.

Fortunately, this guy's marksmanship is not good.

However, the other party's attack also allowed Chris to re-lock him.

The two started a one-on-one exchange in this area.

Chris is the one who is suppressed.

Because the opponent not only has a pistol, body armor, but also a slight punch.

Whether it's defense or firepower is above him, only Chris can take advantage of the accuracy of the marksmanship.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

Chris hid his head behind his bunker, and the **** actually had a grenade.

He began to detour to other places, otherwise the next time the opponent throws a little more accurate, he will definitely be killed.

The bullets were consumed one round and the magazines were changed one after another.

Chris has fewer points.

Until a new magazine was replaced, he and the opponent started another round of confrontation.

Looking through the sight, he aimed at the other person's head.

boom!

The head was not hitting, but there was a blood flower on the neck! Hit!

There was a flash of joy on Chris's face.

At the same time, a light screen is projected on the watch.

"Kill a criminal and get 1 point. At the same time get half of the opponent's points: 186 points."

hiss!

Chris was shocked!

Actually, you can still get points for the killed, but it is 186 points!

What shocked him even more was that this guy had 372 points, not far from the 500 points.

"Guru..." Chris clearly heard his gulp.

Since this guy is so rich, what about the others?

Can the remaining guys also contribute hundreds of points to him each time?

"Kill them!"

A voice roared in Chris's heart, and a thick flame burst into his eyes. It was the fire of hope!

"By the way, get the body armor and weapons on that guy first. Let me save it. I can save a lot of points."

Chris suddenly remembered the unlucky ghost he had killed and hurried towards the position of his body.

At the same time feel lucky for his **** luck.

If it weren't for the same time that he hit the other side with ignorance, and he waited until his bullets ran out, I'm afraid the one who died was him.

So sometimes luck is very important! Chris said with emotion.

After picking up the bulletproof vest, hung up the micro-punch and took on the grenade.

Another bullet was found, and Chris was confident.

He is going to find other people.

As it happens, there is a red dot in the west of the city, approaching him.

Because there are no other teams in the west of this city, only they are left with each other.

"I don't know if time is enough." After Chris was excited, his face reappeared with concern.

Speed ​​up and run.

Even though this city of doomsday is just a small city, it is at most a small town in the heavens with many people. But for him, who could only move on two legs, it was still a big piece of land.

After 15 minutes, the two parties close to each other met.

The other party was a fully-armed bearded man. Looking at the details of the other party's clothing, Chris scolded inwardly.

This is actually a Middle Eastern guy. Since the incident in Babia, he has put on colored glasses for everything in the Middle East.

After lying on the bunker, the two started a fierce exchange of fire.

Unfortunately, the rocket launcher is too expensive, and Chris is reluctant to use it if he is not sure whether the other party can contribute a lot of points. Otherwise, how cool a rocket is!

"It doesn't feel right, why does the guy on the opposite side seem to be out of state, the gun is always missed. The marksmanship is not so bad?"

Careful Chris found some anomalies.

It took a while to hide behind the bunker before I realized it.

I am afraid that these people have not rested for more than ten hours, but he has just slept for seven hours.

Therefore, he has a high accuracy when shooting, but the opponent's physical and mental reasons make the shooting accuracy low.

I'm afraid the same situation happened to the unlucky ghost he killed before.

"boom!"

In the tenth minute of the exchange of fire between the two sides, the head of the bearded Middle Eastern man suddenly burst open, and the blood spread like fireworks.

Chris has scored more than one hundred points, and the road to five hundred is already over half. ..

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