Chapter 388 The Second Flame of Destiny

"Da Da Da"

Hundreds of bullets were fired out like water, hitting the two crocodile men with clanking sounds. Their skins were too thick.

After the entire 500-round super-large magazine was emptied, the two crocodiles on the opposite side staggered to death.

"I'll make it!"

Zhang Yang cursed, not even bothering to wipe the cold sweat off his head, and quickly changed the magazine for his rifle, "Fatty, how much ammunition do we have left?"

"There are still ten 3×2.25 super-large magazines and 120 armor-piercing bullets. Use them sparingly, brother." Fatty Du Wei was carrying a huge tactical level 4 bag, which they had taken away from the logistics support-level mobile armor.

However, along the way, due to the lack of the magical halo of Luck +5, the two of them fell into danger more than once, and those crocodile people were like hyenas, and they could not be killed without a trace.

If Zhang Yang had not used the corpses of the crocodile men to exchange for the number of coils on the compass of fate along the way, and had not been able to detect the sneaking crocodile men in advance, the two of them would have probably become a sumptuous dinner long ago.

"Bullshit, do you think I don't want to save bullets? I'm not a sharpshooter. It's good enough that I can kill these crocodile men."

Zhang Yang said casually, and activated the Destiny Compass to harvest the clockwork coils. Along the way, after deducting the clockwork coils he had already used, he currently had 8 clockwork coils accumulated. Oh, and by the way, he also had a chance to use a mysterious clockwork once for completing a task.

But this was really puzzling. He had only been out with Fatty Du Wei for over half an hour, so how did the mission get completed?

He glanced at the fat man who was also reloading quickly. This guy was actually not weak. There were five crocodile men attacking just now. Zhang Yang killed three and the fat man killed two. And the most important thing is that this did not affect the collection of spoils.

"Twist it. It's not the first time I've been naughty."

Zhang Yang simply turned the mysterious spring, and instantly, a yellow scroll appeared on the compass of destiny again, exactly the same as before, but the good news was that it was only 1.8 kilometers away from them.

Click again and the information will appear.

"You are using Destiny Search and have scanned a complete and independent flame of destiny. It will be extinguished in ten hours and fifteen minutes. Do you want to try to save it? Note: The search authority is obtained by the mission."

"Go, Fatty!"

Zhang Yang called out and rushed over in the same direction, while the fat man Du Wei followed closely behind him. He looked fat, but was actually quite strong and very flexible, a complete traitor in the world of fat men.

Moreover, along the way, Zhang Yang was always able to detect the crocodile man's sneak attacks one step ahead of time, which made Fatty Du Wei convinced and he knew very well what was more important.

After running about a hundred meters, Zhang Yang calmly turned the ordinary spring, and a clear light appeared on the compass of destiny. It scanned the surroundings like a radar, but there was no red dot.

Zhang Yang was not surprised at all. He just rushed forward for more than 200 meters and then wound up the ordinary spring again. The ordinary warning range was about 300 meters in diameter. He also calculated the distance and the minimum safety radius.

"Fatty, there's a crocodile man lurking about 165 meters in front of me. It's shifted three degrees to the left, and there's a second one about ten meters away. There are at least a dozen crocodiles farther away, fanning over. I think we've gotten into the crocodile man's lair. Maybe we still have time to write our last words?"

Zhang Yang said in a low voice, and glanced at the cooldown time of his blood sacrifice cousin. Hey, it was a full 48 hours.

"I still have two gravity grenades. You switch to sniper mode and I'll cover you."

Fatty Du Wei was as calm as ever, because this was the ninth time he had written a will.

"So you're afraid that I'll be too nervous so you tell a joke to lighten the mood. Okay, you win." The fat man added on his own.

Neither of them stopped. Their heavy footsteps stirred up the foul-smelling mud. The slapping sounds were telling all the hunters blatantly, come quickly, there are two idiots here who are so crunchy when you bite them.

“Click!”

Just like the lid of a pocket watch being closed, there was a very gentle sound, and Zhang Yang turned the spring again. At the moment when the compass of destiny pointed out the instant position of the red dot, he slid his running body and knelt on one knee, with the rifle in shooting mode firmly on his shoulder.

In fact, this high-tech rifle has very little recoil, but Zhang Yang has never used it before, so he relies entirely on the instinct of his body to shoot, so naturally he needs to be steady.

"Boom, boom."

Dull but not violent gunshots rang out, and two crocodile men lurking in front were killed. This also meant that the ambush would immediately turn into an offensive, which was determined by the crocodile men's small heads.

“Rustle, rustle!”

More than a dozen crocodile men quickly appeared from all directions, running across the swamp as gracefully as flying fish. The splashing mud was their applause, and their posture close to the ground made it more difficult to hit their vital parts.

"Gravity grenade!" Fatty Du Wei shouted, and a black lump was thrown out nearly eighty meters with all his strength. There was no explosion sound, and the black lump quickly disintegrated, as if a black blizzard had fallen. A special kind of metal fragments covered an area of ​​more than twenty meters, just covering the three crocodile men.

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The three crocodile men struggled for only a second, and then they lost control due to the change in gravity and flew up, exposing their vital abdomens.

Zhang Yang quickly opened fire, killing the three crocodile men, and then changed the magazine. At this time, Fatty Du Wei had thrown a second gravity grenade, trapping the three crocodile men. Yes, trapped them, because this gravity field could last for more than ten seconds.

While secretly surprised, Zhang Yang shot and killed the three crocodile men one by one again.

However, at this time, the remaining crocodile people had already rushed to more than 40 meters. They changed their crawling mode, slammed their thick tails on the ground, stood up their lower limbs, and charged with their bodies bent. The speed of this charge was very fast, close to 100 meters in 5 seconds, which was very dangerous. If they were approached, they would be dead.

So Zhang Yang and Fatty Du Wei switched to rapid-fire mode without saying a word, and pulled the trigger frantically, forming two-sided metal streams, and in less than three seconds, all the bullets in the 500-round super-large magazine were used up.

"It looks like we don't have to write a suicide note for now."

"But it's best to finish it before all the bullets are used up."

Zhang Yang and Fatty Du Wei looked at each other and laughed.

After a brief stay, the two continued to move forward. This time, there were unexpectedly fewer crocodile men in front of them. When they were more than 500 meters away from the target location, Zhang Yang and the other man heard gunshots coming from the front.

"It's friendly forces!"

Fatty Du Wei was extremely happy. It was great that he had one more classmate to write a suicide note with.

"Not necessarily."

Zhang Yang thought to himself, because he heard the roar of the six-barrel Gatling gun, this was not the configuration of the Earth Expeditionary Force, but as long as it was a human, it would be fine.

(End of this chapter)