Chapter 641: Sniper
The Rubik's Cube handed Liu Feng another feather arrow, and Liu Feng curled his lips.
From the red-faced man's eyes just now, the Rubik's Cube saw a kind of sinister look. Presumably, this guy would not let this matter go. Since the other party chose to fight to the death, the Rubik's Cube had no need to be polite. I thought that this kind of thing would be restrained after seeing the other party's strength, but I never expected that this guy would hold a grudge. Well, at most, I will go for a stroll on the grassland.
He quickly dodged into the grass and woods, jumped over a stream, and rushed into the waist-deep weeds on the grassland and ran wildly. The mechanical legs moved at an extremely fast speed, almost like a motorcycle running. This is the advantage of robots, tireless and lasting power...
The Rubik's Cube flashed through the grass, rushed to the huge grassland mound, and plowed a three-meter-long gully with his legs before stopping.
Parting the grass, Mofang looked down at the mound. There were more than 20 horses galloping below, including the man who was warned by Mofang. They seemed to be returning to their tribe. After confirming the target, Mofang followed the team of horses 500 meters behind and ran deep into the grassland.
The red-faced man on the horse looked back and felt that something was following him, but he could not see anything. When he saw the cattle and sheep in the distance and more tribesmen, the red-faced man finally felt relieved.
Mofang ran fast on the grassland for more than an hour before he saw the tribe. He flexibly left the horse team and climbed up a mound next to him to analyze the situation of the tribe. After finding that there were no monks but warriors here, the detection equipment began to scan and inspect the tribe in detail.
After scanning a circle, a bad situation was found in a tent.
"This world is too primitive, even the life style is so simple and straightforward. Most backward civilizations regard reproduction as a means of entertainment. Slavery is always a stumbling block to the progress of civilization. It is right to respect the customs and habits of other places, but it is better to change this custom of doing evil openly. Unfortunately, I am not able to do this at present, so I will do as much as I can."
Ka Ka! Mofang took out a sniper rifle, opened the bracket and adjusted the sight, installed the magazine and pulled the bolt, and a bullet was loaded into the chamber...
It's not that Mofang likes to kill people, but some people can be seen, but they must be killed when they are seen. Many tents in the tribe are imprisoned with young women wearing Aoguo or Liangguo costumes. Night Wolf men arbitrarily abuse and even commit violence on the grass. Even wild animals will not do such things. Mofang has experienced the end of the earth. Those who abuse women in the end of the world have always stopped violence with killing. Since they have done it, they must be prepared to pay the price. No one can escape.
The crosshairs locked onto a male Night Wolf who was committing violence on the grass. The woman's screams spread miserably in the wilderness with the wind. After locking onto the target, the Cube pulled the trigger!
Whoosh! The sniper rifle with a high-level silencer only made a sound of breaking through the air.
The red flashed in the scope, and a cloud of blood mist burst out of the man's neck and he fell to the ground, twisting and twitching. He didn't care about the woman who was scared by the blood sprayed on her face. The Cube turned the gun and aimed at another Night Wolf man again.
The gun moved, and the golden shell that was burned by the flames and turned black flew away. Before the shell fell to the ground, the man who was targeted burst into blood mist from his neck, and his body fell to the ground almost at the same time as the shell. At around one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was dazzling, and the trajectory of the bullet was not noticeable in the light!
After shooting more than ten strong men in a row, someone finally smelled the blood and found that someone was dead.
Dealing with a group of people who are only warriors with the highest skills is too easy for Mofang. All he has to do is shoot. Using high-tech firearms to deal with some scum who can only use bows and machetes is completely overwhelming. Mofang only kills those strong men, and women and children are spared.
The magazine is empty, and he casually makes a new magazine and loads it, aiming and shooting.
Following the bullet screen, it quickly flies out from the only round light in the black barrel and flies straight to a tent, penetrates the tent and then drills into the neck of a strong man hiding in the tent. Looking from behind the tent, you can only see a red pattern suddenly appearing on the originally gray-white tent and spreading rapidly...
A pile of shells fell next to the bush where Mofang was lying, and new shells kept falling.
In the chaotic tribe, people kept falling down with blood gushing out of their necks for no apparent reason. The terrified Night Wolf tribe members ran around desperately. The red-faced man was about to tell his brother to be careful, but he watched his brother's neck being broken. In anger, he found the location of the mound where the magic cube was based on the direction of the wound. He picked up his machete and rushed towards the mound with a roar!
While running, the strong man accidentally stepped on a wild mouse hole and his body tilted...
Whoosh! A bullet flew past the red-faced strong man's neck skin almost sticking to it. The strong man could even feel the burning pain in his neck. This sudden blow woke the red-faced strong man up, and he quickly used the method of dodging bows and arrows to run in an S-shaped route.
The magic cube's mouth curled up slightly, his fingers continuously pulled the trigger and gently shook the sniper rifle. Three bullets were fired and locked onto the strong man and the direction around him. Sure enough, during the process of moving horizontally to the left, the strong man's neck was broken by the bullet and blood burst out and fell to the ground. Raising the muzzle, the magic cube continued to shoot the strong man who was able to fight.
Bullets kept taking the lives of one strong man after another. It was very cold-blooded and helpless.
Five magazines were fired, and most of the strong men in this small tribe were shot dead. When the young women who were captured found that the tribe was in chaos, they fled the tribe. Mo Fang lay on the mound and shot at the Night Wolf people who were chasing the fleeing women. What made Mo Fang heartbroken was that many Night Wolf women chased the female slaves like they were chasing their own livestock, as well as the elderly and half-grown children. The fleeing female slaves were panicked and only knew to run towards the direction of Aoguo. Some were wounded and some were holding children...
Another shell fell, and a half-grown boy who was chasing in front fell to the ground with a broken neck. Then several Night Wolf women who were running in the front were also shot and fell to the ground.
"I hate the backward and barbaric world, and I don't like these people's entertainment methods even more." Mo Fang muttered and changed to a new magazine.
The Night Wolf people in the tribe were scared. Their necks were shot through silently. This kind of terror that could come to them at any time made these people who were proud of violence and wildness almost collapse. Sure enough, no one died after they stopped chasing the fleeing female slaves.
Mofang followed the group of women running back and was on guard to prevent the sudden appearance of prairie wolves from hurting people and to prevent people with bad intentions from harming them. After running for a long time and getting dark, the women finally arrived at a village with simple folk customs. Mofang put away his sniper rifle and disappeared in the sunset.
As for killing, Mofang didn't know whether it was right or not. Anyway, he couldn't watch those young girls being imprisoned and abused, nor could he solve the problem by communication, so he had to use the common language.