Fatal Shot Chapter 426 - Friendly?

Chapter 426: Friendly?

Roar!

A large hole appeared on the wall of the store as a T-001 Tyrant charged out from it while roaring in anger.

Its large and muscular body leaped into the air, up and over a group of Heavy Armor Warriors who had raised their shields in an attempt to block it. It held the head of a Roaring Dragon rcenary Group Doctor player, who had just fired a shot from his dical pistol and was not fast enough to dodge, with its large claw before slamming the player’s head into the ground.

“-4234!”

The Doctor player’s head was crushed into bits and a bright and magnificent white light of death flashed across the room.

Roar!

Although two silver syringes were sticking out of its chest and the liquid from the syringes had already been injected into it, the Level 50 Tyrant continued to glare at the group and roared angrily. It raised the corpse of the Doctor player into the air and threw it towards the group of Heavy Armor Warriors, slamming into two.

Two players wearing the Roaring Dragon rcenary Group’s guild badge on their chest stood in the third-floor balcony inside a small hidden building. A two-person combo made up of a Sniper and a Scout.

The Sniper was observing the Tyrant Hunting operation through his sniping scope from several hundreds of ters away.

“Another one dead, that makes 23 in total.”

“Hey, that’s how the ga is. The riskier it is, the better the reward.”

“A Tyrant is still a Tyrant after all. Even with the tranquilizer provided by the NPCs, facing it during the first dozen or so seconds when the drug hasn’t kicked in yet can still be pretty deadly.” Said the Sniper player while clicking his tongue.

“Alright already, Old Lin, don’t just look over there. Don’t forget that our mission is to stand guard over here and take care of all players who don’t belong to our faction.”

The Scout player was looking behind the Sniper player using the military binoculars, towards the outside. “Relax, Knight! The call by Veterans Tribe on the forum says that they will counterattack at 12 and they even asked the other non-guild players not to go online. No one has even co online around the area in the past few minutes. Even if soone were to co online, with our gears, the mont they get online and start attacking, even if they had Rare Grade equipnt, we’d be able to take them out instantly.”

The Sniper player turned around and smiled casually. “That won’t do, it’s better if we stay vigilant. We’ve joined the rebel army camp now. If anything happens and we lose Silvermoon City due to their counterattack, the consequences would be quite severe...”

The Scout player used Detect with a stern expression and thoroughly scouted an area 100 ters in front of them. He squinted his eyes as he stared at his recon ter, which showed a bunch of yellow dots, which were monsters, chasing one white dot, which was either a player or an NPC. The white dot, that was on the street blocked by a building in front of them, was running towards their location. “Pay attention! Soone’s coming from 12 o’clock. Hurry up! Prepare to attack!” He shouted.

“Knight, you must be ssing with .” Said the Sniper player while turning around casually, not believing the Scout.

When he saw the screen of the recon ter, his heart tightened. He quickly moved his sniper rifle over and put his finger on the trigger.

Two seconds later, when the white dot entered his sniping sights, the Sniper player’s expression relaxed. “It’s a friendly!”

The person who appeared over the corner of the street across them was a Sniper with a golden dragon badge on his chest, sa as theirs. The light green of the badge ant that they belonged to the sa side, the rebel army camp.

“Just how many Elite Grade zombies are chasing this guy?”

When the Scout player saw that it was a friendly, his eyes also relaxed.

After looking at the eight yellow dots that followed the player, he frowned again.

The Sniper was running with a panicked expression and kept looking back while running, his combat uniform drenched in sweat while his face was covered in dirt; he looked absolutely wretched.

He was in such a bad state because he was being pursued by eight large and muscular Elite Grade zombies, howling and growling murderously; completely imrsed in pursuing their food.

It was quite easy for players to escape from the pursuit of Normal Grade zombies. However, Elite Grade zombies were much quicker. Compared to the night before, the zombies of today seed to have beco faster after adapting to the environnt, making it so the Sniper could not escape from the pursuit of these zombies and could only run frantically towards the two.

The two gunner players who were elite players of Roaring Dragon rcenary Group could easily recognize that the player running for his life was in the sa guild as them, and did not have good equipnt. Most of the items he equipped were only Fine Grade gears in the Level 40 range. He even had two white-colored Normal Grade gears equipped. The sniper rifle that he was carrying was only a Level 40 Excellent Grade item with average stats. With equipnt at that level, it was natural that he did not dare to stop and fight those Elite Grade zombies.

“It’s a friendly. It’s probably a guy who ca online today. What should we do, Knight? Should we help?” The Sniper player held his rifle and turned around and asked the Scout player behind him for advice.

Since so players from Veterans Tribe or other guilds did not go online the day before, it was natural that so players from Roaring Dragon rcenary Group did not go online.

To prevent information leak, Roaring Dragon Light Wind only inford his core team about it. Although he later asked all guild mbers to go online through the forum after everything was almost set, many players had already gone to sleep. As such, many Roaring Dragon rcenary Group players did not go online.

Since the players who ca online today had not used the potions provided by the Umbrella Corporation, Foragers and zombies also pursued them.

“Help?” The Scout player frowned and hesitated. “The guild leader said that even if it’s soone from the guild, no one can enter this area without prior notification.”

“Then what are we going to do? If he gets over here while being pursued, we can’t shoot him just like that as if he were soone from other guilds, right?” The Sniper player rolled his eyes.

As an elite player from the guild, they enjoyed better treatnts, more resources, and the admiration of other normal players. At the sa ti, they were also envied and hated by so others, even to the extent of being opposed by so of the normal mbers.

If they were to kill a normal guild mber in a situation like this, it was probably going to end very badly. The larger the guild, the more complicated its internal structure.

“Let’s notify him loudly and ask him to change direction.” The Scout player said coldly after coming to a conclusion.

The Sniper player rolled his eyes again and got up from behind the hidden balcony. He shouted towards the player who was running away on the street. “Alright... Hey! You over there! Uh... Sorry to tell you this but...F*ck, he just cast Quick Sneak and is running over here!”

He beca wide-eyed and dumbfounded when, while he was speaking, the Sniper player with normal-looking items was already looking towards them. After he saw them, he showed a smile and imdiately increased his pace, charging towards the ground level of their building at maximum speed.

“What do we do?” The Sniper player turned around and looked at his Scout teammate who was already frowning.

The two of them did not think that their guildmate had behaved oddly, as it was natural for the first instinct and reaction of a person who was on the verge of death was to run over imdiately instead of stopping to listen to what was said to them.

“I’ll report it to the upper echelon. We can only help him for now. It’s a good thing that Elite Grade zombies can’t climb over walls. With our current position, our output should be enough...”

The Scout player imdiately reported the happenings through their comms channel. However, at the mont, the channel seed to have suddenly fallen into chaos, resulting in being unable to hear the response from the other side clearly.

“What’s wrong? Is there sothing wrong with the signal?” The Scout player seed puzzled.

At that mont, the Sniper beside him, shouted as his expression changed, “F*cking sh*t! Knight, forget about reporting it now! Foragers are coming over.”