Chapter 360 Forty Points
boom!
The can completely exploded, and the fragments scattered. One of them hit the bulletproof ceramic on the sergeant's leg, and the others either flew into the crowd or hit the wall.
The bullet also hit the wall behind him, leaving an exaggerated bullet mark. It was so close that it almost hit the sergeant.
Unfortunately, a miss means a miss.
The sergeant didn't even pause when he reached for the jar, and immediately took a new jar from the side.
This unusual scene did not cause any unnecessary reaction at all, because...
"Walker, 36 points!"
The sergeant drunkenly announced the score of his men, which was currently the highest score in the game!
"Is there anyone else?!"
No one stepped forward to challenge——
Half of the contestants are here to drink alcohol. This kind of high-concentration spiked tequila, normal people will start to get confused after drinking one glass.
After three drinks, half of the people fell to the ground. As for the other half, there were not many who could still practice well after three drinks.
And Walker, the soldier under Sergeant, was the best this time.
This guy is in his twenties. He is neither old nor young.
"No one?" The sergeant put down the can and walked to the crowd.
Walker stood next to him, looking like the type who talks less when drunk, standing aside to wait for the award, while also observing the dark Woodhaven Street——
There is also a group of mercenaries hunting them.
"If there is no one," the sergeant put a hand on Walker's shoulder, raised his head and looked at the crowd, intending to announce or award the winner.
The crowd was filled with demented smiles, obviously indulging in the "wine and meat forest", and some people had even forgotten the content of the game.
Just simply excited for the next step:
Declare the winner!
The sergeant suddenly stopped. He seemed to see several shooting stars streaking across the sky.
meteor? Can you still see shooting stars in Night City? In this weather?
The doubt made him pause for a moment, then he stood up straight and raised his head, intending to make a careful identification.
Then he looked forward and his eyes suddenly widened:
In the darkness, a sports car drove into the street with flames burning!
This car was extremely fast, like an evil spirit from hell, losing control and smashing into the buildings on the roadside!
boom!
The fuel tank exploded on impact, a huge fireball rose from the rain and fog, and burning parts flew everywhere.
Everyone turned their heads, but only the sergeant could barely see clearly.
A ghostly figure jumped away from the roof of the car before the explosion!
The scene suddenly became quiet: everyone was stunned.
呲——
The sound of tires skidding came again, and another car quickly emerged from the intersection. The car was like a spotlight on a dance floor, and the outline of the car could barely be seen flickering.
People are all familiar with this light, they have just seen it!
It's gun inflammation!
The car with its flashing gunfire looked like a spotlight ball, barely illuminating a person "on the ball."
The huge man smashed his fist on the roof of the car, followed by a shot that was like a grenade explosion!
boom!
The car completely lost control, spun and slid on the wet road, then overturned and exploded.
The fireball finally completely reflected the shadows of two people, one half kneeling on the roadside and the other standing on the wall.
It was obvious that both figures were buffering, and just in time, two more cars rushed out!
Its speed is so fast that it is hard to imagine that these are two cars driving at high speed in a rainy night, and their controllability is ridiculous.
So these two figures had to draw their guns and shoot again, but unfortunately they didn't hit anyone.
From this road, the route to Woodhaven Street is straight!
The roar of the engine was getting closer and closer, and the people at the scene suddenly fell into panic. The Sixth Street Gang drunkenly raised their weapons, and each found a position to set up their guns.
The car might not be able to hit those hiding in the buildings, but those lying on the road would be doomed!
Something strange happened in the next second. The car behind seemed to have tripped over something. The front of the car was raised high, and it even did a backflip!
When it turned over, people discovered that a two-circle hole had been punched through the back of the car!
The sergeant instinctively thought of what had happened: some powerful bullet had struck the rear of the car, the force of which had flattened or punctured the tires at high speed.
In short, it was a tire blowout. It was as if something had suddenly pushed the rear wheel of the car, causing it to tilt slightly. Then it was deflected by the high-speed rotating wheel on the uphill slope.
This scene is truly rare, and details such as the power of the bullet, the speed of the car, the cooperation between the tires and the ground, etc. are all indispensable.
Simply
The most awesome closing program!
And a car!
The second car was completely black, and the sergeant recognized it at a glance as the Sky Hera 1360, a super tough old car famous for its quality.
But how hard can it be? Can it be as tough as the dozens of guns he has? !
The sergeant suddenly pointed at the car approaching at high speed and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Tonight's special target!
Blow this thing up and it counts as forty points! Forty points! ! ! ! "
A total of 27 guns of the Sixth Street Gang pulled the triggers almost simultaneously under the sergeant's roar!
The firelight illuminated the event venue, and the civilians with guns in their hands also recovered from their panic.
The rushing cars and bullets passing by made them burst with adrenaline. These hormones control a large number of human emotions: fear, impulse, excitement, and fear.
They can't control hormones, nor the emotions that come with it, but shooting is a basic operation that everyone in Night City must learn!
Join the shooting with hundreds of cheap munitions!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
The civilians standing in the row in front of Quan were roaring in the rain, but he didn't even notice one thing:
The gun in his hand is not a fully automatic pistol at all. It is useless if he keeps pulling the trigger!
At first, the bullets shot into the rain curtain and seemed to be swallowed up, but now, the metal storm seemed to tear open the rain curtain!
The people in the vehicle can no longer tell whether the noise in their ears is raindrops or bullets, but they only have this one chance to complete the mission!
The bulletproof glass disintegrated inch by inch, the body armor fell to the ground, and the bumper slid to the ground and dragged out sparks. The distance was getting closer and closer!
The car that was emitting black smoke was getting slower and slower!
For a full minute and three seconds, the Six Street Gang's bullets were exhausted one after another, the guns became overheated, and the sound became smaller and smaller.
Only the front row was left, and a man who was so nervous that he didn't even know how to find cover and kept holding on to the trigger of his pistol was still yelling.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh-"
Click.
boom!
Click.
boom!
His fingers began to tremble nervously, and he fired a few more shots.
I have to say that the Sky Hera is really awesome. It can still rush over after such a violent shooting. The cost is only black smoke from the engine and no sign of explosion.
As for those surface bullet holes that make trypophobic patients sick, they are more like medals than scars.
finished?
Just when the sergeant was about to announce the end, the car no longer had a front windshield glass window. The driver stretched out a huge gun barrel, and the co-pilot stretched out a fist filled with a miniature rocket launcher!
Everyone’s heartbeats skipped a beat——
呲.
A blue-white arc appeared in the rain. Judging from the trajectory, it was a bullet that penetrated the vehicle.
boom!
A loud noise broke the silence, and a fireball rose into the sky.
In the raging fire, the fragments of the prosthetic body were mixed with the fragments of the car, and together they rose into the air and landed with the shock wave.
The mercenary in the car crawled out with his body covered in flames, threw himself in pain a few times and fell to the ground.
The fire was gradually extinguished by the rain, and people could only see two motionless mercenaries falling to the ground.
The sergeant sat down on the chair behind him and raised his pistol tremblingly to the sky.
boom!
"Forty points! Forty points!"
Bang bang bang bang!
"The person who won the grand prize in the end is the Burger King. The stupid big guy who sells, buys and sells!!!"
"Ohhhhhhh!!!"
After shouting, the sergeant took a breath, looked at the cheering crowd, and his mind became clearer.
He thought secretly in his heart:
What a stupid name, I almost said it was bald.