I'm Still Too Weak with Sss Talent at the Start

Although the voice became subtle due to the distance, Arburg, who had served as a captain in the army of the native world, instantly fell cold sweat on his forehead the moment he heard the voice.

That is……

It definitely does not belong to the current stage of civilization...

The sound of bullets being loaded!

"Bang!!!"

Accompanied by a sub-bass popping sound.

The super-long-range gunpowder bullet instantly penetrated the head of the soldier beside Arburg.

Only a blood hole remained.

Similarly, dozens of soldiers around Arburg were almost instantly killed by this super powerful shot.

I saw a young man with a handsome face, holding a cute little girl in his hand, holding a heavy shotgun musket on his shoulder, and slowly walked towards this side.

With every step he took, Arburg took a terrified step back.

The old gentleman was sweating wildly on his forehead.

The old, wrinkled and white lips were also trembling.

That is an instinctive fear and fear of being crushed by civilization.

Until the young man approached and gently lifted the woman who was limp on the ground.

Only then did he turn around and put the powerful smoothbore shotgun muzzle in his hand against the old gentleman's epileptic face.

He smiled.

"Yes, you are right."

"Two people, help soldiers."

Chapter 108 Gunfire Negotiations Crush the World with One Enemy and One Hundred Thousand Civilizations

[Smoothbore: Shotgun (Excellent ★★★★)]

Attribute 1: Power +100 (penetration)

Attribute 2: Adaptive Double Strength Amplification

Attribute 3: Adaptive *10 coefficient agility increase (effective range)

Attribute 4: Add extra level ∠+30°

Description: When this scalding steel pipe is inserted into the throat of the enemy, he will know what it is to fear.

……

The first reward is to increase the horizontal angle of the diffused muzzle. The current shotgun has a 60+30 angle fire coverage, and the diffused muzzle can allow the shotgun to reach a fire coverage of 150°∠.

This self-adaptive shotgun is much more powerful and firepower than the native world.

Arburg's cold sweat slid down his forehead, and finally splashed on the black lacquered barrel.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his own soldiers who were supporting him.

A little peace of mind.

Pulling open the corners of his pale mouth and taking a deep breath, his hoarse voice was like two pieces of broken glass rubbing against each other.

"You wouldn't do that, sir."

"No way?"

"I think, you don't want to be the enemy of the entire 50th area, right?"

"You don't really think you can represent Area 50 alone, do you? You're just a lackey, don't you even know where you are?" Tang Zheng sneered.

A sullen look flashed in Arburg's eyes, but the barrel of the gun was on his face, and he couldn't be arrogant.

"There are at least 2000 elites behind me, and they are all coming here." Arburg tried to threaten.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the barrel of the gun in Tang Zheng's hand moved a bit.

away from his face.

Arburg was delighted.

Did you finally know you were afraid?

It seems that this kid is sensible.

But before the thought in his mind fell, Tang Zheng pulled the plug and made a crisp 'click' sound.

Aimed at the side of Arburg's ear.

"Bang!!!"

The loud gunshot directly pierced his right eardrum, blood flowed out of the auricle, and the pain made him frown.

Pungent gunpowder smoke wafted from the hot barrel.

"There should be only 1800 people left now." Tang Zheng said, paused, then leaned into his intact left ear and said loudly.