Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

【Snow Night Leopard】died!

The S-level territory battle flag exploded at Xu Ming's feet, and Xu Ming bent down to pick it up.

"Long live District 527! Long live Nancun!"

Xu Ming stood on a high place, holding up the battle flag in his hand, and shouted heartbreakingly.

Nanfeng directly dug out a three-bedroom and one-living room with his toes in embarrassment.

"Don't shout, don't shout, I'm embarrassed by you."

Xu Ming laughed: "Awkward? I think it's okay!"

It's not enough to just get the battle flag. District 527 must drive others out of this S-level territory before it can occupy it.

Nanfeng pointed his gun at the chosen ones in other battle zones.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of gunfire rang steadily, and each shot represented the death of a life.

During this period of time, Nanfeng found that his marksmanship had improved again.

For targets within 300 meters, his hit rate can reach more than 90%.

With Nanfeng's joining, the number of people in other war zones is decreasing rapidly. They have no intention of fighting anymore and only want to escape.

Nanfeng stood on the peak and shouted: "Make way for them to go! Lest they counterattack before they die!"

Su Zeran was stunned: "But..."

Nanfeng interrupted Su Zeran directly: "No but, listen to me!"

Su Zeran frowned slightly, but still nodded: "Make way!"

The Chosen Ones in other war zones also heard the conversation between Nanfeng and Su Zeran clearly.

Seeing that everyone in Zone 527 had made way for them, they were overjoyed and rushed down the mountain.

Nanfeng slowly slid down from the peak and came to Su Zeran and others.

Su Zeran said in a deep voice: "The S-level territory is very large. If they find a hidden corner to hide, we will have to look for a long time, which will seriously delay our speed of occupying the territory."

As long as there is a Chosen One from another war zone in this S-level territory, the occupation time will not start counting.

Su Zeran didn't understand why Nanfeng suddenly showed mercy and let the group of Chosen Ones go.

Nanfeng shook his neck and spoke slowly: "You are too murderous. If you want to kill them all, they will definitely counterattack before they die, which will increase the casualties in our war zone."

"But if you give them a way to live, the situation will be different..."

Nanfeng took out the Gatling gun and aimed it at the fleeing people.

The six gun barrels rotated slowly, and the flames gushed out!

Da Da Da!

Several lagging Chosen Ones were instantly torn apart by magic bullets!

The person running in front looked back and was immediately scared out of his wits.

Gatling gun! Gatling gun with blue flames!

Violent killing weapon!

"Is this fucking 527 area too expensive to play? Have you brought out the Gatling guns?"

"Don't forget, Nanfeng still has fighters and tanks that he hasn't used yet!"

"Thank you for the generous gift, didn't he say he would let us go! This liar! Damn Dragon people!"

"Everyone run!"

But no matter how fast they are, they are not as fast as the bullets fired by the Gatling guns!

In addition, they are all desperately running down the mountain, and Nanfeng can see everything from a high place, so they don't even have a place to hide!

Da Da Da!

The 60-second long sweep left corpses everywhere.

All the escaped Chosen Ones were buried in the snow, and none of them escaped.

Nanfeng threw the red and hot Gatling gun into the snow pile to speed up the cooling.

It was a little quiet around.

Su Zeran, Xiao Luo and others stood silently beside Nanfeng, without saying a word.

After a while, Xiao Luo stepped forward and patted Nanfeng on the shoulder: "Brother, pay more attention to your condition."

"Yeah." Nanfeng nodded gently.

Su Zeran turned around and looked at Ye Piaoling: "Miss Piaoling, please leave here first."

"Uh... OK."

Ye Piaoling came back to his senses and nodded quickly: "I will take people to defend the east. Don't worry, as long as there is one person alive in our war zone, we will not let others enter this territory from the east."

Ye Piaoling led everyone in District 113 out of the territory.

[Ding! Your [South Village] is occupying the S-level territory, and the countdown starts now-59:59! ]

As the village chief, Nanfeng immediately received the message from the system.

When the countdown reaches zero, this S-level territory will be successfully occupied.

"During the occupation, once a chosen one from another war zone enters the territory, the countdown will be paused." Nanfeng looked around at everyone, "So, we must intercept all enemies outside the territory!"

Huang Yuanming said, "I think we can divide into four teams and guard in four directions."

Su Zeran added, "Friends from District 113 are helping to guard the east, so we can send fewer people. The north of the snow mountain seems to be the end of this small world, so we don't need to send too many people. We just need to guard the southwest and two directions."

Xiao Luo: "I'll take a few brothers to travel around, so that no one can get in."

Everyone assigned their tasks and dispersed.

There was only one brother left, standing there holding the battle flag.

Countdown [57:41].

Nanfeng climbed up a hill and stood there to look at all directions.

No matter which direction was dangerous, he could rush over at the first time.

Behind him, You Ran, wearing a tight black robe, also climbed up.

Nan Feng turned around and asked: "Why are you here?"

You Ran smiled and brushed off the snowflakes on Nan Feng's shoulders: "Everyone is a little worried about your condition, so let me come over to counsel you."

As she spoke, You Ran pouted: "But I'm not a psychologist, how can I counsel you? Isn't this embarrassing for this fairy?"

"I'm fine, I don't need counseling." Nan Feng laughed, "Do you think my actions are too cruel? I said I let them go, but I didn't actually do that."

You Ran shook her head repeatedly: "Isn't it normal to be cruel to the enemy? You just saved a lot of brothers."

After a pause, You Ran said: Said: "And dying in this small world is not a real death, brother Nanfeng, don't have psychological pressure!"

"I don't have any psychological pressure at all."

Nanfeng lowered his eyebrows, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared: "Maybe I have become indifferent. For me now, killing is like a commonplace meal, and it can no longer affect my mentality."

"I don't know when it started, I suddenly became like this."

"Clearly half a month ago, I was still a three-good youth who didn't even dare to kill a chicken..."

Nanfeng looked at the sky with some melancholy.

The dancing white snowflakes were as indifferent as his heart.

"You should have killed too many people recently, and you have some psychological problems." You Ran said softly, "Try to kill fewer people in the next two days, it's no big deal."

Nanfeng smiled slightly: "Okay, listen to you, kill less in the next two days..."

[Ding! It is detected that the Chosen Ones of other war zones have entered the territory, and the countdown has been paused-55:18! 】

Nanfeng glanced at the chat channel and frowned: "Chanyu from District 48 is leading people to kill us, in the southeast."

Nanfeng turned and jumped off the hill, switched to the dagger and ran to the southeast.

"Sister Youran, follow me!"

"Brother will take you to kill people!"

Youran: "..."

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(After thinking about it, I decided to spend more time describing the changes of the protagonist)

(This chapter may be a little watery (although I don't think it's watery)

(I will update more tomorrow to compensate)